Five Nights at Freddy's 2

Chapter 1: Chica

Auuughh........what, happened?

This pain is so unbearable.  I need.....I need a way to tell the others....but how? I tried to push myself up, I know I needed to force myself up one way or another. I tried to push toward the floor, elevating my body in the process, however, my hands decided to give up on me and snap, leaving both arms with wires popping out instead of arms. There was a yellow hand on the floor with wires blooming from it, while sparks jumped from wire to wire.

Great.

Bonnie heard me struggle. It's a good thing he can still hear. I wonder if he can still see though, all I can see are red, desperate eyes filled with both hope and sorrow. In reaction to my act of resistance, he started to speak.

"Ch-chica.... Are you okay? We can.....make it.......if we.......try...", Bonnie coughed. His bow-tie was still red as can be. He was still his fun, optimistic bunny rabbit self, except, he wasn't.

A familiar voice erupted from the darkness of the other side of the room. "Bonnie, don't move. We can't do anything until the night comes. That is when we take revenge.", Foxy insisted with determination. "They took our lives away. It's time to claim them back." Foxy was now starting to fiddle with his hook. He tended to do this when he was angry or stressed. He was a short-tempered, fox with a very dangerous stature. His build showed of reckless hours of determination. But, the determination of vengeance. He would never back down from a fight if it were for his own life, let alone the whole world.

Bonnie started doing something I didn't expect him to do. He started singing. Bonnie usually has been very vague on the way he sings. His voice, however, bringing another aura into the small closet of resentment filled the room with a light. No...not a light of photons.  A light of.....Hope. A light of survival. He ended on a beautiful, lengthy vibrato. We all were amazed by his beautiful singing. It brought joy to those who were in need of happiness.

And those in need were us...

Just then, the door broke open, leaving two figures in the doorway.

"Well, well, well. Look at these pieces of trash. I can hardly believe we are in the same building as these trash heads. Look, Toy Bonnie, they are hideous. I can hardly believe they would rank us against these horrid creatures.", said a very feminine voice. I turned to look, only to see a very lustrous shine of a woman. A fox to be more specific. She was.....FOXY!?

"Now, Toy Foxy, these animatronics are family, too. Don't treat them like they aren't. Or I'll tell the Marionette. And you wouldn't want that would you?", said the bunny who was supposed to be Bonnie.

It was all starting to make sense now..... we were being replaced. I wonder.... who's my replacement and what do they look like? Are they kind? Are they beautiful? Would they help us live? Or strive to harm?

Foxy interrupted my thoughts by unfortunately yelling at Toy Foxy.

"Now what are YOU supposed to be? Some perfume infused animatronic?", Foxy said.

"Hmph! Even though I'm not, I still smell 100% better than you do.", said Toy Foxy.

"Oh it's on woman.", Foxy being his short-tempered, easily angered self, punched the wall next to him to show he wasn't playing around. It left a hole. A large, gaping hole.

"Aaauuugghhh!! H-how dare you!", the pink fox put her hand on her chest as if to stop her beating heart. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!", she shrieked. These animatronics looked nothing like us. In fact, they had more features than us. They had rosy cheeks, more defined facial features and had fluorescent skin colors. Toy Bonnie was a pastel blue. While Toy Foxy, was white with a large pink heart on her chest to show femininity. 

"You ought to leave. Or you'll come apart so easily you might as well be one of us.", Foxy insulted.

"I'm so sorry, please don't hurt us! W-we actually came to say hello! B-but Toy Foxy being...Well Toy Foxy it made it difficult to be friendly on the first impression.", Toy Bonnie said.

"Wait...", I said, with my small voice. "Please.....tell us what happened..."

"Well, you know considering our circumstances, according to my vision sensors and engaging apparatus status, it makes only complete sense that you were most likely proba-"

"JUST TELL US ALREADY!", Foxy screamed, impatient for an answer.

"R-right, your majesty! I mean your Foxyness, I mean your higness! I m-mean...I mean....."

Toy Bonnie tried to finish his last sentence before fainting in fear of Foxy's punishing fist. I couldn't blame him, Foxy had the strength to crush a human bodybuilder, alone. It fact, he even managed to lift Freddy up with one arm, and Freddy is the heaviest of us all. But I knew that what Foxy was doing was wrong, no matter how many angles you see it from.

"Foxy stop! You're scaring the poor thing! He's trying to be kind to you and you just yell at him like that!?", my voice started to rise in volume.

He gave me a look of worry. A look only a stressed father could have. He was pitying me, I knew it, and I hated it.

"Chica, please. I love you, but I must protect us.", he tried to reassure me.

"No! Foxy you are putting us in danger when you harm othe-"

"What is all this commotion?", said a masculine, soft voice. It was the Freddy. Toy Freddy, I assume.

Foxy's eyes glowed with a green hatred toward the bear standing in front of us. I tried to stand up and push him away before he made any sudden movements. I was too slow, I couldn't do anything to push him away. I knew Foxy would be furious if I pushed him away, too. Just then, Foxy pounced on the bear, screaming and punching him in sync, as if his arms had minds of their own. The sound of metal hitting metal drilled into my brain as I tried to get up. Once I finally gained the strength to stand up alone, without Bonnie giving me worried glances, I limped toward the vicious fox.

"FOXY! STOP!", I begged, my aching pain started to limit my motions.

He stopped, as if my voice were a remote control. Did I just really stop Foxy? THE Foxy? What?!

Just as my celebration was born, he pounced toward me.

Everything turned....

Everything tur-*AROOOGH* *Chica the chicken, system status report. Damage overload. Error. Er-.....*