Torn Apart ~ A Golden Freddy x Mangle fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 13 ~ Vincent's Dead?!

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Mangie's P.O.V.
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I stood there in shock.
Vincent! He-He couldn't! That was so... RUTHLESS...
I growl.
Mike backs away slowly.
"I-I'm g-g-going to Foxy's C-C-Cove now..." He bolts off.
I run over to Mom.
I grab her Moonstone.
And I close my eyes.
When I open them, we were exactly where I wanted to be.
Taking Mom's hand, we walk to where Dad's body was left.
It wasn't there.
No! We're too late!
I draw a sword.
What the heck? Where'd I get this from? Whatever.
Mom got a sword out of the Moonstone, which I thought was pretty cool.
We walk down the hallway, and that's when I saw... him.
Dad.
He had no eyes, (duh) and really sharp teeth.
His top hat and bow tie was still present.
Oil tears spill out of my eyes.
It broke me to see him like that...
I walk up to him.
I'm gonna try to get Dad to remember us.
"D-Dad... It's me... Mangie..."
He looks down at me.
"Why're you here? Vincent lost because of you..." He growls.
He leans in.
"Ssh! I remember. Never forgot. Nightmare's in earshot, though. Get out of here!" He hisses.
I grab his hand, run over to Mom, and grab the Moonstone.
Soon we were home.
I drag Dad to his office, where Bonnie and Freddy were talking.
"Move it, boys," I spit, "We've got one leader here, so let him do his job."
Dad stands up and brushes himself off.
"Hello, boys." He says, pushing them off to the side and looking at a map.
Disregarding their shock, Dad turns to Bonnie.
"Fetch me some more pins, will ya? We need to beat Nightmare."
Nightmare? What about Vincent? He's still alive, right...?
Suddenly nervous, I step out, not wanting to know the answer.
I look at Mom.
I walk over to her.
"Mom," I whisper, "Vincent might be dead."

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Mangle's P.O.V.
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Vincent might be dead?!
That can't be good. Nightmare will rise to power, and we will all be screwed.
I take a deep breath.
"That's bad." I mutter, concerned.
Mangie nods.
"Stay safe. Stay near the animatronics you feel most safe with. I don't want you getting hurt..." I trail off.
Mangie nods and walks away.
I look around at the shocked faces.
Goldie was back.
I smile, glad he wasn't gone forever.
I leap onto the ceiling and swing around, thinking.
If Vincent is really dead, we seriously need to find a way to beat Nightmare. If we don't, he'll kill us all. I think I have a few ideas. Nightmare's black, right? Maybe we need to find someone with the light. I mean, it could possibly beat Nightmare. And we'd all be safe forever, since this light might pass down to the animatronic's offspring. That makes me wonder... Maybe Goldie is the light, and it will pass down to Mangie? Most likely! I don't know, but it's a possibility. But what about me... Would I be associated in any way?
My thoughts ran wild, going who knows how fast and long. I was a crazy thinker, no doubt about that.
The more ideas that popped into my head, the more overwhelmed I got, cause I had to choose one idea to tell to Goldie, and they were all pretty good.
I ponder my options. There were too many to count. I rush, and soon I bonk my head into Golder's.
We both fall over.
"Mangle! Are you okay?" Golder asks.
"S-Sorry! Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just rushed, that's all." I say.
Golder rubs the back of his head, nervous.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"N-N-Nothing! Sorry! Continue along."
I don't believe him, but I don't have time to ask him what's wrong and dig the truth out of him.
Goldie stops me.
"It's what you fear." He mutters.
I couldn't believe it.
Vincent is dead.