Purple Death (FNAF Fanfiction)

Memory

The darkness soon consumed me as I was awoken by the light of the day. I walked over the white laced curtains as I smiled and felt the bright sun hit me with bright happiness of the glorious of the sun. I took a deep breath and ran down the stairs as I head into the old kitchen to see my foster mother.

'Mommmy....What's for breakfast?' I ask as I look at her with playful eyes. She turned around and looked at me with her kind bright blue eyes as she tilt her head to one side.

'Morning my little baby girl' she says as she grabs a plate and sets it down in front of me as I smiled with my straight white teeth as she laughed.

'Happy birthday little one' she says as I notice a shadow cross her eyes as I looked at her confused for a minute then shrugged as I start to eat my favorite thing in the whole wide world. Bacon. The crispy brown strip that has made me smiled for years. It's delicious grease entering my mouth as I savored the taste before finishing up 

'Thank you' I then get up and walk over to the white sink and put it in as I walk off and head to my room. Today was my birthday and we're going to have it at Pizzeria that was not to far from my home and I couldn't wait because I get to see my friends, even my crush on the teenager worker, Vincent.

I opened and shut my bedroom door and ran towards the white wooden door closet as I pulled on the doorknob and opened to see my various colored shirts, dresses, and jackets. I grabbed a light purple jacket with a long black dress that reached to my thighs as I threw them down onto my bed and then looked down where my shoe rack was. It was already over filling with shoes that I don't usually wear or rarely wear. I chose a pair of purple converse as I threw them aside with my clothes as I shut the door to the closet and soon started getting ready for my big day. I'm turning five years old and I'm still getting through the days of where I will find more things about the world I now live in with my mother.

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I soon opened my eyes as I could finally see the darkness of the Pizzeria, the memory I had was before I left for the big party. But that summer birthday parties weren't real they were lies. They were just celebrating the day I came to the family.

'Why couldn't she have told?' I growl as I got up from the floor that found myself lying on when I came to. My real birthday was always on Halloween where I learned my true heritage and where I came from. I came from monsters, that's what people call them, but I know the real meaning of the word monsters. My parents were both creatures of the night; My father king of the demons and vampires.

My mother however could shape-shift just like her father. Her brothers and sisters, however, some of them weren't like her. Just like me and siblings we all have powers of our own, but hers' was different. Ten siblings, four of them powerless, while the rest had powers. Also the same with my father, 15 siblings; 10 of them with powers while the rest had none. When I met my brother I was only 13 years old, he was surprised to she his little sister much tougher than the little infant he held when he was protecting me. He also notice my powers in full swing as I thought myself to know how to control them. Without the help of anyone, he was still surprised.
I soon got up and walked straight down the dark hall as I passed the counter as my memory comes back like a rush of cool wind.
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The purple,red,and yellow colors of the pizzeria swirled around me with their bright glow as I smiled and ran towards the counter to only be met with the boy who smiled as if he had nothing up his sleeve.