I open my eyes only to be greeted by endless darkness. I can't tell which way is up or down left or right. I start to freak out but then a door appears beside me. It is a plain metal door with a yellow door knob on it. I have a feeling that I should open it, so I do. A blinding white light consumes me as I walk through it and when the light fades away, I am met by a large stage with four animatronics preforming on it and I recognize them, Freddy, Bonnie, chica, and Fredbear. To the right of me is what appears to be a prize center with a assortment of small stuffed versions of the animatronics along with a giant gift box beside it. I look to my left just in time to see a red fox with a hook and eyepatch come out from behind purple curtains with silver stars on them, Foxy. Where am I? I look around and notice that there is no one else here except me. I look down at my hands and can almost see through them. was I, dead? Then everything that happened comes crashing down on me, the explosion, the warehouse, Springtrap, the knife... "No, I need to go back!" I yell. I try opening the door but it won't open. I bang on it over and over until I collapse to the floor and put my head in my hands and quietly sob. "Do not cry, All is not lost." A young but wise sounding voice says. "Who's there?" The top of the giant gift box opens and a tall, masked figure rises up out of it and looks at me. The mask has a sinister looking smile on it and it has empty eye sockets that even with out eyes, seem to stare straight into me. "I, am the marionette The giver of life." It says. "What dose that mean?" I ask. "I'm the one that gave life back to those poor children who's lives where so wrongly taken away from them by that man." It says. And I can help you get back." "How?" It reaches back into the box and pulls out a small grey box with two golden locks on it. "I tried opening it myself along time ago, but I couldn't." It explains. "But all I know is that this will help you." It says. I cautiously take it from it. "Doesn't it need a key?" I ask. "I'm not sure." So I pull on the locks and at first nothing happens. I try again. Still nothing. I feel tears of frustration go down my face and then as one of them falls onto the chest, the locks break off and the lid opens by itself. "What is in it?" The marionette asks with interest. I reach into it and pull out a small yellow bear with a purple hat and bow tie on it and two small black eyes. I look down at the little yellow bear in confusion. "How will this help me?" "You can use this to go back, it will be your vessel." It replies. "You mean the only way I can go back is if I, "possess" this thing?" I ask. "Yes, but you will not have to be in it permanently, once you find your body, you will be released from it. BUT, there is a small chance that you will lose your memory." Losing my memory sounded better than not being able to go back at all. "How do it do it?" I ask. "You must concentrate on it." So I close my eyes and concentrate as hard as I can on it. After a few moments I feel like something in pulling me forward and when I open my eyes, I am in the Fredbear toy. "Can you hear me?" The puppet asks. I try answering, but I can't so I just Nod my small head up and down. "Good, now I want you to picture where you want to go." It instructs. I instantly picture my old house, but remember it was burned down, and the other one was blown up, so I picture the warehouse where I was killed. And that was also where my body was. "Do you have a clear picture of the place?" I nod again and as I do I feel like I am falling from a great hight. "Goodbye, Fredrick. Remember that I will
Always be with you." It calls after me. "I will." I think to myself. And then I am consumed by a flash of golden light.
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Fnaf: Fredrick Watson and the Drawkills (completed)
FanfictionNothing more then a memory... It's been almost 50 years since Freddy fazbears pizza closed its doors and fazbears fright burned down. Almost everyone forgot that it ever even existed. That is except for 16 year old Fredrick Watson who lives with his...