"V-Vincent" you stuttered, shakily taking in a painful breath. Your only response was the sound of gears clicking and your own heart beating in your ears.
The cold metal of an animatronic hand gently dragged down your back. "Kinda" the voice chuckled, shivers running down your spine as you slowly turned around. Coming face to snout with a face you would never forget.
Springtrap.
The animatronic/ soul that took away the love of your life, the suit that he suffered and died in. Suddenly, you went into auto-pilot, clenching your teeth and punching the demented rabbit right in the snout. However, instead of getting the usual screech or angry growls, you got the groan of a person.
A person you haven't seen in a long while.
A person you've tried to push from your thoughts unsuccessfully.
A person that still holds a place in your cold heart.
"No...." You whispered, scooting away from the animatronic, whimpers and incoherent words leaving your lips along the way.
The rabbit removed its paw, a gooey and dark looking substance leaking from the openings where pale, cruel eyes used to be. Now they were bright and white, just like the one's you encountered your first day at Freddy's. The one's you have been looking for since that dreadful day.
Those bright orbs snapped to look at you, recognition and surprise showing on the surface, along with something else buried beneath the layer of decay.
Happiness.
"I-It can't be" you sobbed, not taking your eyes from the faded and revolting suit that held Vincent within. "You're dead!! This is just a sick joke!" You screamed, grabbing handfuls of your hair as you started to hyperventilate.
In a flash, the creature raised a beaten and stained paw, hovering just above your hands before you viciously slapped it away, pain shooting up your arm as you did so.
"Y/N..." It called, the voice heavy with pain and suffering, causing you to look up. Just as it was about to say another word, the bell rang, signalling the end of your shift.
The suit stopped in its tracks, making a clicking noise before familiar bright eyes were replaced by empty holes of nothing. Then it clumsily clambered down the hallway, bumping into everything along the way, leaving you a mess of tears and confusion on the nasty floor.
As if things could have gone any worse, your hand landed in something warm and sticky, instinctively making you jerk away. It was the same black substance that came from the Springtrap suit when you hit it.
Curiously, you raised it to your nose and sniffed, drawing back with a gag as it filled your sinuses and made your eyes water. "What the fuck is this!" You screeched wiping it across the tile floor, making a bigger mess then before.
Realization kicked in and you heaved to the side, releasing the small amount of food that was in your stomach.
The sticky goo on your hand was decaying flesh and bodily fluids mixed with oil, more specifically, Vincent's decaying body.
The thought made you lightheaded, blacking out just as the front door squealed open.
~~~~~~~~ ? POV ~~~~~~~~~
I silently watched her from the shadows, her (H/C) hair cascading across the stained floor. The gentle rise and fall of her chest signalled she had finally passed out, I don't blame her.
After the scene that just unfolded before me anyone would have done the same.
"Sleep well Y/N, tomorrow will be worse" I whispered, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead, sprinting down the hall as human footsteps entered the corridor. It was that slob of a worker Fritz, every since the previous location burned down he's gotten into smoking.
The dreadful smell carried through the building like a plague, making me want to rip my own face off, well, if I had one. I may be old, but I remember every face that has entered a Fazbear establishment.
It's kind of sad to see a once kid friendly business turn into a hangout for horny teenagers. Those security workers apparently don't watch the cameras, I've seen lots of vulgar things done in this very hallway.
However, I'm letting my mind wander.
Fritz didn't immediately notice the girl, instead seeming more interested in his phone, almost tripping over the poor thing before he looks down. His face shows many emotions, frustration, curiosity, recognition, then finally fear.
"Y/N!" He yells dropping to his knees before checking her for injuries, apparently he knows the girl. Quickly, he heaved her onto his shoulder, running down the hallway as he screamed for someone by the name of Mike.
That name rings a bell.
Ah, how could I forget, that boy who got his frontal lobe ripped out by ole Foxy. That was a bad day for Freddy's, business dropped to only a few children a day, them none. Deciding on starting new, the owner bought a brand new building and new animatronics, but he kept the old ones for parts.
Then that building was burned down mysteriously. Which leads us to the present, Fazbear's Fright, a completely different way of business. However, the teens seem to like it, and if the owner was making money, he was happy.
After many long minutes, 'Mike' came sprinting down the hall, looking for something among the floor. I must admit, he has grown to be quite a handsome young man. He finally grew back his hair, the fluffy black locks poking out from beneath the beanie signalled he had grown quite a bit.
As if a bell chimed, that little fluffy brown haired boy Jeremy came right after, stuttering as he stood beside Mike.
His green eyes were now visible, his haircut shorter then it was last time I saw him. However, he still had that stuttering problem, nervous around anything and anybody.
Slowly, I felt myself fade away, this happens every time the night shift ends, I fade into the shadows and wait. However, this is a lot better than my previous living quarters. Being in a tiny box is not exactly comfortable.
Just as the last of me became one with the air, a tiny whimper came from beyond the walls.
What is it? You may ask, well, let's just say, every place has its secrets~
I'm so sorry!! Life has beaten me down, but I promise I will upload more frequently, its just a matter of if I have homework or not, if you're reading give me some feedback please, I read all of them!
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Broken Memories (Vincent x Reader) [Sequel to V x R (Cute New Nightguard)]
FanficTHIS IS A SEQUEL TO MY STORY 'VINCENT X READER (CUTE NEW NIGHTGUARD)' SO IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE FIRST BOOK THIS ONE WILL BE VERY CONFUSING AND HAVE LOTS OF SPOILERS!! (Warning: Spoilers below) Ever since Vincent's death you've been miserable, not e...