A Brand-New Life: Sequel to Not A Monster

Chapter 2: How is this possible?

Quick note: the pic I put up top looked so sad and cute, and it fit well with this chapter, so enjoy!

Old Freddy's POV

"What's going on? What's down there?" I demanded.

"We found Destiny! She's all cut up down here!" Aaron's voice sounded strangled.

"Hey! There's a light switch up here next to the cellar!" Bonnie exclaimed and pushed it. The cellar lit up with a bright glow. I could she Aaron crouched on the ground a few inches from a red body. The tail and ears registered in my mind, and I recognized the girl.

"It is her! Guys, get her up here!" I beckon. Foxy gathered her up in his arms and passed her up to me and Bonnie. Her crimsoned tail and hair were matted and gross. She didn't move a bit as we pulled her up.

"Is she breathing?" Chica glanced at her. Foxy put his hand to her chest and an ear to her mouth. He looked up with a grin.

"Aye. Barely, but she be alive!" He cheered.

"How did she get down there though?" I wondered aloud.

"I bet she tried to find an escape route, and fell upon the cellar. When the explosion happened, she was probably thrown down and injured," Balloon Boy suggested.

"At least I know me love be alive and not burned to ashes," Foxy smiled. Her mouth started moving, and she spoke in a hushed whisper.

"I've... gotta... get... out of... here..." She mumbled. Her eyes flashed open wildly, and she started hyperventilating uncontrollably.

"Lass, lass. Ye be safe. We found ye, yer alright," Foxy stroked her face. She looked at him and raised her hand, putting it to his cheek. She wiped away a tear.

"Foxy! The blast, I nearly escaped with my life," she shuddered. She winced at the movement.

"My arm is broken, and my tail is too. It hurts too much to move," she informed us. Her gaze fell on her little brother.

"Hey, bubby. God, dude, you've got to stop growing up," she chuckled.

"I've grown a lot in these last few years. Everyone thought you were dead, but I declined to believe it, and now I found you," he replied.

"I've been unconscious for three years. I wasn't able to call for help, find food, or patch myself up. What will Mom and Dad say if I just magically showed up at home an 18 year old after I was proposed to be dead for three years?" She ranted. Her body shook, and her eyes closed again. Her hand dropped onto her chest.

"Lass... Dez?" Foxy went frantic.

"She's OK, dude, just passed out. She's been through a lot," Aaron calmed him down. Joy filled my body. My best friend is back.

Yayyyyyyyy! I'm alive! I told you there was gonna be a plot twist! So, tell yer old pal Shadow what you think about it in the comments. PEACE OUT MAH WOLVES! I LOVE YOU ALL!! ( no homo tho)