(I've reread my story and let's just say; it sucks so that means ima give it a quick finish. It's gonna suck but I will still try new things. Tbh I'm falling out of my fanatical obsession with fnaf, so if I write another story, it will be a slow burn, and most likely a magic related world. I'm hoping to work with some of my friends, as well as a bit of AI, just for some authenticity. There are going to be Easter eggs, and I probably will have this done in like 5-6 chapters, maybe more if school allows me. I want to thank you all and I read all your guyses comments, and idk if you know this, but even if your reading list is private, I can see the names of the list. That make my day so much and I have a couple favorites, but I don't wanna call anyone out lol. Btw there are two Easter egg in this chapter [hint ; it's the formatting of certain sentences, and a lil reference] anyways, enjoy, love y'all 💜💜)
??? POV
I have never liked what that stupid bastard made, he just badazzled my creations, if you will. He was a "family man" and treated his work like play. But, lucky for me, he spent his life trying to make up for the life he lost, so he caved to me. A foolish choice really. Now he will pay for the betrayals in which all of humanity now dresses my name.
Always is a bit extreme, but it's the word to describe how often I've been backstabbed, Outcasted, lied to. There are countless events that took place, but my resentment towards him started in early childhood...
"Come on! Don't be a pussy, it's just an old hospital." They all reassured me and led me in. One step... two... listen... ... the silence held me in an anticipation and as soon as it seemed ok, the dorr shut with heavy laughter. I ran and banged, blood drooling down my wrists, yearning for savior. "PLEASE HELP! LEMME OUT!" I stayed in that hospital for two weeks until the police arrived...
"Back off, I'm sick of your twisted games.." I cried and ran, but him and his friends didn't. It's really all a misty memory from there, but I won't forget...
(After villainous monologue)
Now, after digitizing my body, I have all the power, nothing to hold me back. And thanks to those stupid security guards, I have full access to every. Single. Part. Of this establishment. First, take away the one who cares and would protect at all cost. Then the grieving one to cause chaos. Next the brains and brawn. Leave the quick tempered and unstable, they are the ones who will drive themselves into their own pit. Forgotten memories are my strongest asset, and those driven by determination must feel no hope, to succumb to me like obedient servants.
3rd person POV
Freddy woke up later in some old pizzeria, there but not, living and dying, a cross between humanity and insanity. He was trapped in his own body, just like he kept the pain for all those years. Just like all those secrets he kept. Now his fame and misfortune were going to be the downfall of all who cared. Step one, murder. Drive them against each other and let them crumble. Freddy moved gracefully, though with immoral intent.
All the animatronics and their lovers sleep happily, y/n and Bonnie wrapped around one another, chica lay in Roxy's lap, foxy wrapped his tail around Jax, and JM sleep next to Monty, unusual but so perfect. If only they knew that they would soon get to see the true capability of a bear...
Not so murderous pov, idk who's tho lol, yknow what, let's dooooooo Jax i HAVENT done him in forever
Chica woke first, her shrill scream awaking us all. I jumped up, accidentally stepping on foxys tail. He groaned and panic ensued.
"What's wrong chica-?" A couple drowsy animatronics asked, still engaging their visual functions
"THE BLOOD LOOK AT THE DOOR"
A silent scream was ushered from everyone: not a sound made but every face speaking and screaming a million words. Blood coated the doors, shattered like confetti, and although so inhuman, had a near precise calculated place. Monty walked almost zombie like, opening the door with tears steaming down his face. Y/n was crying into Bonnie's chest, Roxy and chica were holding onto eachother for dear life. I nearly fainted, and foxy caught me, his tail tucked between his legs. We all followed, a path that spread from the floors to the walls. (Y'all Ik this is supposed to be serious but... FROM THE WINDOWS TO THE WALLS) It went to the arcade, and hanging lifelessly lay JM.
His eyes were black, and his jaw was detached. He was contorted in such a way, it looked almost as if he was made of silly putty. I got sick, and I fell to the ground, only to be met with warm blood. This hadn't happend to long ago. I threw up and foxy ran away with me. We went to a med station and we cried together.
The others went and Monty kneeled in the blood, face flooding with rage, despair, and a burning urge of revenge. He went in a rampage, breaking machines left and right, cussing out the world. When he was finally done, he noticed something. With a hole gaped into his chest, a Freddy themed music box was laying, barely minced with blood. Monty removed it and gagged as he opened it, JM's heart in it, with only one piece of evidence leaning to who did it.
A purple top hat...
(See ya bunnies 😈)
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Glamrock Bonnie x male reader (SMUT!)
FanfictionSo this is a story where you, the reader, are in a relationship with glamrock Bonnie. The first few chapters are just backstory and angsts, but this does get very in-depth to the relationship. There are smut warnings. I do not plan for this story to...
