Five Nights at Freddy's Daughter scenarios

When He/She Saves You

Warning: Gore and language usage. Do not read if you have empathy or dislike cussing. Thank you.

Freddy

I growled softly as I stood up from the grass, going inside and collecting a dirty, rusty knife that I kept in my room. I used to have knife-throwing competitions, and won, so this was my lucky blade.

"I'm going to find her. I'll be back soon," I called, slamming the door shut. I was known in the family as 'the Fazbear tracking hound.' I could find anything I wanted or needed easily. Not long after I left the house did I hear crying coming from a house on the outskirts of town.

"Please, let me go! I want my dad!" A feminine voice begged, and at once I knew I found (Y/N).

"Come on, sweetheart, that old bastard you call dad isn't going to find us," a male voice laughed. I heard a whimper and crept inside, seeing he had her pinned against the wall and ran his hand down her chest.

"Hands off my daughter, you fucker!" I snarled. He whirled around and laughed.

"Or what? You gonna strangle me with your bow tie?" I narrowed my eyes and lunged at him, knocking him away from (Y/N). We ended up writhing and fighting on the cold cement floor and I raised my knife, plunging it into his eye. He shrieked in pain as I drug it through his eye socket and down his face.

"No one harms my baby girl and gets away with it, bitch!" I snapped, ripping a hole in his chest and crushing his heart. By now, he was dead and I was covered in blood. I stood up and looked to my quivering daughter.

"Daddy!" She squeaked, hugging me tightly.

"Shshshhhhh, it's OK. Daddy's here," I whispered and picked her up, walking home with her clinging to my bloody jacket and hiding her face in my chest.

Chica

"Both of you come home safely, Chi," Bonnie hugged me.

"I will, Bon. Trust me, I can kick ass," I nodded, running out with tantos in hand. My short swords were given to me by Goldie in case I needed to protect myself, and they came in handy. I ran down the barren street and found where they were keeping her by a loud scream.

"I'm coming, (Y/N/N)," I muttered. I snuck in and saw the two boys groping her, holding her down so she couldn't run. The tears streaming down her face angered me more.

"Let go of her!" I hissed, gripping my daggers. They laughed, staring at me.

"How cute. Her slut of a mother, the one and only Fazbear girl. Niko, get her," one shook his head. 'Niko' made a grab for me but I stabbed his arm and slammed him into a wall, then broke his knees. I ran to the other one and sliced his cheek, gripping his jaw and ripping it off. He screeched in pain before dying of blood loss. I finished Niko off by pulling his intestines out through his mouth.

"Mom!" (Y/N) clutched me once I finished.

"It's OK, sweetie. They can't hurt you anymore," I soothed her and led the shaking girl home.

Bonnie

I clenched my fists as I strode furiously down the sidewalk, somehow knowing exactly where they took her. I don't know what they're doing to her, but I came to the window of the warehouse and saw her chained up and crying. A group of boys her age surrounded her as one stabbed her in the side, covering her mouth to stifle the scream. My fury bubbled over, and I leapt in, startling them. I recognized the boys as the ones that shot me in the drive-by accident.

"You try to kill me, then take my daughter from me? Not a wise choice," I snarled, and beheaded the one who stabbed her. There were already multiple stab wounds and she was bleeding really bad. I fought harder, killing all of them.

"Baby girl, are you OK?" I cut the chains, making her fall to her side. Her normally bright (e/c) eyes were dull and her breathing shallow.

"Dad..." She whimpered, and I gently picked her up.

"Hang tight, honey. Uncle Freddy can help me fix you up!" I ordered, running home. Sure enough, Freddy and I saved her before she died.

Foxy

I left to find me daughter with a butcher's knife in my left hand. I mainly planned to use me hook, but Freddy suggested I take it along as well. I found the hideout where she was being held and gritted me teeth when I saw them harassing her and about ready to hurt her.

"Get yer hands off me daughter, ye bloody bastards!" I stepped in. They took one look at me and charged. There were six lads in total, so I quickly killed them; some with holes in their throats from me knife and hook, some with a large bite in their heads.

"Daddy, you saved me!" (Y/N) cried. I held the lass close, tryin' to stop her trembling.

"Aye, lassie. Let's get out of here," I soothed her, and took her home.

Here's an extended ending to Bonnie's part.

Bonnie

I arrived home with (Y/N) barely clinging to me. She had cuts in her chest, arms, and stomach, and her clothes were torn and bloody.

"Freddy! Help me!" I cried, kicking the door open. He covered his mouth in shock.

"Shit! What happened!?" He demanded.

"Her captors tortured her. We have to hurry; she might not make it!" I explained. We took her to the garage and quickly sewed her cuts up, doing our best to replace lost blood.

"Take her to bed. Let her build her strength back up and rest," he happily whispered when we successfully saved her. I gathered her in my arms and went upstairs, laying her gently in her bed.

"I love you, cottontail. Get some rest," I whispered to the sleeping girl.