Bring Life - FNAF x Reader

•Purple Guy/Vincent Ending•

(In this ending, Foxy and you never kissed.)

Trigger warning: dubious consent
Foxy sat beside me on the stage wordlessly. We had no idea what we were going to do about the others. We couldn't just leave them.

"Man.... We're so fucked." I sigh, and look up from my palms.

Foxy just sighed and looked away, pondering. Then, Purple Guy was back. I hop up to my feet, breathing heavily. This was it, wasn't it?

Without hesitation, I aim my palm at him, sending a quick flash of blue at him. It hit him, and flung him to the ground in a heap of mass. Limbs broken, blood pooling around his form. His eyes were shut, and I felt relief for that moment.

But his eyes opened, and his bones started crackling and snapping, rebuilding his human shape. First his legs and arms, then his ribs. I could see the shifting bones push under his skin. Then, his head. He stood, his neck broken so that his head fell over onto his shoulder, and with one last crack, his head lifted, and he was pissed.

His white eyes glowed red, and a deadly frown spread across his face.

"You........ Idiot."

He stepped towards me, and began radiating purple.

I adjust my stance, one foot in front of the other, and my hands in fists. I brace myself.

He charges at me at full speed, holding his hands out, and his form, that was once so graceful, was now vicious and unforgiving. It was barbaric and that of an untamed beast.
I couldn't move anymore. He was holding me still without touching me.

I struggle to hold out my hand, but it doesn't work. I wasn't strong enough. I was never as strong as I thought, and he knew that.

But as he got no more than a foot away from me, Foxy crashed into him, sending him into the wall.

"Don't... Touch.... Her...." Foxy hissed at PG.

"Oh! Would you look at that...." PG stood, turning to him.

He held his hand out with that grace that I thought he had lost, and began choking Foxy.

He lifted him without any effort, taking long steps until Foxy's body hit the wall. He grasped and clawed at PG's hands, but it wasn't going to work.

I scream and charge at him, but he doesn't even bother to turn and look at me. He simply holds his hand back and shoots a small purple bullet into my chest.

"NO!" Foxy struggled to choke out, but was getting weaker and weaker.

I stand, clutching the hole through my chest. I desperately try to stop the excruciating pain that spread through my body.

I lift my head, gritting my teach and screeching in my mouth, I watch as Foxy disappears.

I do the only think I could think of. The bullet that was still in my chest was causing me immense pain, so I stick my fingers in the wound. Agonizing pain shoots through me once again. I wiggled my fingers around in the wound, slipping deeper and deeper into it. Blood that wasn't quite blood spilled out of me and down my arm.

At this point, PG had turned toward me, and was only watching in amusement.

I got my fingernails to pinch the bullet, and with a loud scream, I pulled it out in one quick movement.