Drip. Drip. Drip.
That was the only sound that could be heard with the silence of those who resided in the cave. Beneath the ground of Hurricane Valley, Utah, there was a large, abandoned, cellar. The dim basement was meant to house the Nightmares. Who were they? The Nightmares were created beings designed by their Maker, to hunt and kill. Every Summer and Winter Solstice, they gave a sacrifice to the Maker.
Of the Nightmares, there were five. But originally, they would require human assistance. The Maker always chose one man to provide sacrifice through murder to keep him happy. This would last until their death. Whoever the chosen servant was, the Nightmares would bear twisted versions of images representative of the Servant.
Most recently, their Maker chose a man named William Afton to provide sacrifice. Afton was a man who designed animatronic mascots for a series of Pizza restaurants he owned. Naturally, the Nightmares would take the form of the animatronic mascots from his Establishments.
Over three decades before the present, Afton was killed, but he wasn't dead. Because thirty years later, using Essence meant to be sacrificed to the Maker, he was reanimated in a rotting animatronic body, which served as a tomb for his corpse. From that moment, he was known simply as 'Springtrap.' Now, Springtrap would have been useful for gathering sacrifice, had he not been hunting purely for himself. So from that day, he was cursed.
Because the Nightmares never lost their form even after Afton died, the Maker brought forth and appointed a new Nightmare to lead the team. Known simply as 'Nightmare,' he took on an even more ghoulish image of the old leader of the Nightmares, the one called 'Nightmare Fredbear.' Ever since, the Nightmares have retained their animatronic bodies.
The sound of water leaking on the cheap concrete floor was all that could be heard as Nightmare Fredbear sat, drifting off to sleep. The Summer Solstice came and went, and they managed to provide a sacrifice to the Maker. There was a slip-up that risked the exposure of their very life. Despite this, the Maker gave emphasis to his Nightmares that they needed to be more careful in the future.
Nightmare Fredbear began to dwell on the most recent events following the human populace. The Pizzeria that was recently built had corruption issues which they knew to involve Afton. However, they were mysteriously resolved, or at least according to the knowledge of the human populace. The Maker, however, could still sense Afton's existence.
Nightmare Fredbear's thoughts were interrupted when Nightmare stormed into the small room, looking visibly upset. Nightmare was always a cruel and angry being, but those qualities seemed to radiate off him in excess for an unknown reason.
"Fredbear... we need to talk," the large, black, bear animatronic said. He had a very deep, gruff voice and often wheezed mid-sentence.
"What is it that you require, Nightmare?" Nightmare Fredbear asked. His voice composed of three in one- that of a man, a whisper, and a machine.
"I have gathered the others. We have a situation on our hands... come at once," Nightmare commanded. As he spoke, the tone of his voice radiated a sense of stress. Something was terribly wrong.
The large, ghoulish, gold animatronic rose at once from the floor and followed his leader outside the door. Down a metallic, poorly lit cellar hall, Nightmare lead the golden bear to a larger room, taking the form of an old living space. Sitting on a purple couch were the other Nightmares. They consisted of a bear, a rabbit, a chicken, and a fox. Just like the original mascots of Fazbear Entertainment.
"Sit," Nightmare commanded. Nightmare Fredbear walked over to a rotting arm chair, and plopped down into the seat.
"Now... we have a situation on our hands..." Nightmare began. He began to pace the Living Room floor in front of the other Nightmares.
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Five Nights at Freddy's: Ghosts of the Past Episode 2
FanfictionAfter the defeat of William Afton, the Pizzaplex continues business after months of major reform. However, a local murder occurs that no one can seem to figure out. Soon, it becomes evident that there are more threats to hide from...