~Hannah's POV~
I run back to my spot in the party room Bonnie put me in earlier when all of a sudden I hear Mark yelling.
"I CAN'T FLASH DOWN THE HALL! FOXY'S GONNA GET ME! FOXY'S GONNA GET ME!" He yells. No one's getting to Mark on my watch. I hear running footsteps in the hall. As they approach the room I'm in I run out and tackle Foxy.
"What was that fur, Lassie?" He asks me. He struggles to get up but I'm laying on top of him so he can't.
"No one is getting Mark on my watch," I say seriously. He chuckles.
"Oh, Lassie! I ain't gonna kill him! I was going to make sure he was okay!" He explains.
"I've got that under control," I tell Foxy.
"If'n ya don't mind me askin', why do ya care so much 'bout this 'ere man?" Foxy asks me.
"He's the only person I remember besides you guys," I say sadly. Foxy's eyes widen.
"Aye. I see. I be headin back to the back room now," He says respectfully and turns to walk away.
"Thank you," I say with a smile.
"Damnit!" I hear Mark yell. Foxy and I turn around to see Mangle on the roof of the office.
"She'll kill him," Foxy whispers to himself. Before he can do anything I sprint down the hallway. Before Mark even knows what's happening I jump up, grab Mangle, and pin her to the ground.
"What are you-ugh- doing, Hannah?!"
"Go back to the prize corner. The Marionette has something to tell you," I tell her.
"But he's right there. I could take him with me. Marionette would be proud," I tighten my grip around her wrists and growl at her.
"Leave. Him. ALONE," I snap. Her ears lay back and she looks scared. I let go and she climbs back to the roof and goes back to the prize corner. I stand and look at Foxy. Suddenly, he looks scared too. "What?"
"Yer eyes, Darlin. They be black as the night," He tells me. I look back at Mark.
"Woah really?" I ask. Mark nods. As my mood changes from anger to happiness, I can tell my eyes are normal again. It felt different. "That's so cool!" I point out.
"I wanna know what just happened," Mark says.
"She was gonna kill you. I won't let that happen," I tell him.
"She tackled me befur I could get to ya. I told 'er I was just gonna check up on ya. I ain't bad. I c'n see right through that there mask." Foxy points to the Freddy head on the desk.
"Why are you helping me?" Mark asks me.
"You're the only person I remember as of now. Other than these guys of course but still," I say. "I don't remember anything other than I know you and I know these guys."
"Oh. That must be tough," He says. All can do is look at myself.
"I don't remember my family or my friends. Heck, I don't even remember how I know you but I do. I do," I walk back through the hallway and back up to the stage.
~Foxy's POV~
"Poor Lass," I stare off into the darkness.
"Yeah. I'd hate to be in that situation," The night guard says.
"It ain't easy I tell ya that. Especially when the memories flood back," I tell him.
"So you can see through the mask?" He asks me.
"Of course I c'n see through da mask. I'm the only one in this damned place who can. At least I was till (Y/N) was murdered dis mornin. Da man in purple got another one," I explain.
"Poor kid," He says.
"I better be goin. It's bout six. Good job, matey." I tell him I walk back to da parts and service room and sit behind da wall out of sight of the camera." Poor kid, indeed," I say as I sit down ag'nst da wall.
///Time skip brought by Tardis\\\
~Hannah's POV~
When I open my eyes I see Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica in front of me. I glance down to see my keyboard in front of me.
"Freddy? What do I do?" I ask him.
"What do you mean?" He turns around.
"Well I don't know what I'm doing here. How do I play this?" I explain my question.
"Oh! You'll see!" He responds. Then I hear a faint mumble from him but it was too quiet for me to understand.
~Freddy's POV~
"Oh! You'll know how to do it!" Then I whisper to myself. "The first day is always the hardest...," I turn back around and make sure I'm in position. "Everyone in position. The day is starting," I warn. As I say that the main doors open revealing a man. The man with the day shift. As usual we are kicked out of the animatronics for the day.
~(Y/N)'s POV~
"Ahhhh!" I scream. "What's going on?!"
"Calm down! This is normal!" A boy assures me. I can kinda see through him. What's up with that?
"Why can I see through you?" I ask him curiously.
"Look at yourself! We can kinda see through you too. We're dead. We're ghosts," He explains. I look at my hand and I can see the checkered floor pattern underneath.
"I-I'm dead?" I ask. "Wait! Who are you?" I ask him.
"I'm Anthony. Well, you may know me as Toy Bonnie." I see another boy and girl standing next to him. I look around the restaurant and see two other girls and six different boys.
"Who are you guys?" I ask them all.
"I'm Gabe. Toy Freddy."
"I'm Shelby! Toy Chica."
"I'm Isla but I'm also The Mangle!"
"I'm Hailey! Old Chica or Original Chica."
"I'm Hal. Old Bonnie or Original Bonnie."
"I'm Gibson. Old Freddy or Original Freddy."
"I'm Kyle! The Marionette."
"I'm Breck! The Balloon Boy."
"And I'm Jake by day and Foxy the Pirate by night. What's your name?" Jake asks me.
"I-I'm (Y/N)."
