The Hybrids

Chapter 3

Liv's POV

When I woke up I found I was in a box. My box. I opened the flap and found there was a memorial set up.

Oh yeah! Today is the anniversary of the bite of '87 . . .

Trevor, or Foxy, was not happy about what he made him do by messing with his wiring.

I went over to him and gave him a gift wrapped present. Inside was a new hook, to replace his rusted one.

Then, sitting on my box, I took out my sketchbook and started drawing.

I drew my split personalities. (I'll upload a picture when I finish drawing it) On one side, was me as myself, not in this puppet form. On the other side, was me as the puppet. My retched curse, done to me by him.

If you're confused, he is the Purple Guy, William Afton, our murderer, the owner of this place.

Then, I heard a familiar voice yell, "Get some!" and footsteps running away, over to Kid's Cove. I looked up and saw Mangle running over. She looked more familiar than I thought though . . . it's as if she's- wait, is she Aph?

A few seconds later, I heard a gasp followed by an opening window. This is the bit of conversation I heard: Sky . . . don't know where . . . Aaron . . . I'm sorry . . . didn't tell . . . I don't know . . ."

And that's when I walked in and saw Mangle- Aph- talking to all of MyStreet and SkyMedia.

I froze. I was right. It was Aph. I started backing up slowly back to my box, then I remembered I still had my sketchbook with me. They can't see that! I kept inching backwards, until someone tapped my shoulder.

I jumped while spinning around.

"Hey Marionette- wait, Liv?" Aph asked.

"Heeeeeyyyyy, you were just over there . . . how did you get over here so quickly?" I asked her.

"Perk of being Mangle, I guess," she answered. "Anyway . . . Andy's here!"

"Really? Little Andy?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, come on! He's Bonnie. Also- the boys were worried about you."

My expression hardened. "Really?" I asked. "I thought they hated me because I keep them in line really harshly."

"No! They love you. Why did you never tell them?" She asked.

I shrugged. "I didn't want to add to what they already had on their plates."

Her eyebrows rose.

"Okay, fine! I was scared to admit it . . ." I said. "I mean, we're half dead! I don't want to tell them that I'll be haunted by this forever! We aren't even stuffed in the suits, like the others are. He killed us and cursed us to be damned like this for all eternity," I felt myself tearing up. I fell into a sitting position on the floor.

Aph looked like she understood. "Go ahead, cry it out. I understand," she said as she knelt beside me.

I put my head in my knees and started crying. I felt multiple hands wrap around me, and I realized that Aph's friends and SkyMedia never left; they were listening to my rant.

Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed! That took a few hours . . . typing is harder than it looks, okay? Anyways, I hope to see you all again soon! Maybe tomorrow . . . but don't count on it!

Bia 4 now!
~Liv12399