It's Me

Chapter twelve

"There!" Foxy yelled, pointing at something tall. Taylor's best bet was it was Marionette, but then it spun over to them.

"Help me out here, perhaps?" Ballora asked, glancing around.

"Here, I got Cha." Someone, Funtime Freddy, ran over and grabbed Ballora by the arm. Taylor had no idea how he managed to find her, or them, for that matter, but he did. She also had no idea how he had managed to move. The lights had flickered for a second and suddenly he was halfway across the room.

The frick?

"Thank you, dear." Ballora said, surprisingly looking in the right direction at FunTime Freddy, and smiling at him.

I ship it.

"Have we found FunTime Foxy yet? We need to see if it's okay." FTFreddy said.

"It?" Taylor asked. Wow, rude.

"Nevermind." Freddy said.

"There!" Someone down the corridor shouted.

"Guys! There you are!" Foxy ran over, almost falling and dying in the process.

"Ya think a bit of water is gonna get me down? I'm Freddy-Frikin'-Fazbear, I'm practically invincible."

Well, Taylor instantly knew which cocky son of a bitch that was.

"Fraddeh, over here!" She shouted, drawing Freddy's attention over.

"Found them. See? Told you, I'm amazing." The clown said.

"Baby! FunTime Foxy! You're alright!" FTFreddy waved over to the group they had come across.

"Oh, thank goodness for that. It's wonderful to see you all." Ballora said, facing the wrong direction. FTFreddy placed a hand on her cheek and guided her face to face with Marionette.

"Hey guys, great to see you're all okay." Taylor said, smiling, "nice to know we're all together, now. With some stowaway who decided to rise from the dead and make my job, and life, a whole lot harder."

"Woah, shit, Plushtrap, where the hell did you come from?" Freddy asked, "and what do you mean by that, Taylor?"

"Oh nothing. Just the fact that YOU'RE ALL SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD." There was a sudden violence in Taylor's voice. A hostility nobody knew she had in her. She sounded like a pure psycho all of a sudden, "if you all weren't so damn likeable, Afton could've killed me, knowing you'd bring me back, and I would've murdered all of you on sight. But nooo, I decide to gain your trust. And suddenly, HE- "Taylor pointed at Plustrap.

"-Pops out of nowhere and throws the plan even more off course. After all the shit went down and we managed to pick up Adam and Max, I suggested we come here, where I knew Scott, Mike and Jeremy would be. Mike and Jeremy would kill you all after I told them the plan, then I would kill them. Scott was always on our side. And I could blame the death of Mike and Jeremy on the sister location animatronics."

Taylor paused for breath, and glanced around in case anyone wanted to interrupt. Instead, everyone just stared at her with the most confused faces, "lucky thing I didn't know about what would happen down here. I'll admit, it didn't go as planned, but it worked. I didn't even need to tell Mike and Jeremy the plan, they screwed us all over anyway. And the Springlock. That was just pure luck. Okay, so Max was gonna die even if he didn't come with us. Exactly the same thing would've happened. I know, I stood there and watched while it did."

Everyone was still gawking at her like she'd just risen from the dead.

"And Afton, that's Vincent, by the way. He goes by a fake name nowadays, but since you'll all be dead after this, I might as well tell you. His real name is William Afton. Anyhow, Afton just fed Goldie a bunch of lies, so he would tell them to Springtrap, who wasn't supposed to betray us all, but hey, it worked. I didn't know anyone was gonna point a gun at me, but it worked to kill off Goldie anyway. You see, we've had it all planned from the start, just to get rid of the missing children. For good." Taylor glared at the group.

"Any questions?" The entire gathering stayed quiet out of fear, "oh, come on guys...

It's me!"

Baby raised a hand.

"Yes, ginger?" Taylor pointed at her.

"I have two questions. First: what. The. Actual. Fuck. And second: why you? Why are you trying to kill them all."

"That's simple. They were all made for one thing. To collect. So were you, pigtails. Unfortunately, that meant Afton unknowingly created murder machines that needed to be put down. And of course, he wanted to finish the job, and anyone who got in the way. And me? I'm out for revenge. On all of you. Everything you've ever done has harmed someone. On behalf of their families, I will end you all. Right here. Right now. Who wants to die first?"

Taylor loaded a gun and pointed it at someone random in the crowd, "you?" She fired, and Foxy dropped like a pin. Taylor went on and on, after Foxy, it was Freddy, Baby, Springtrap, Adam, Fredbear, SpringBonnie, Ballora, Funtime Freddy, Funtime Foxy, all seven bidybabs, the Minireenas, Ennard, who appeared out of nowhere just in time to see the action, Mike, Jeremy, Scott, who randomly walked in to see what was taking so long, the Marion, who had a very long death speech that Taylor didn't listen to a word of. And finally, Taylor only had one person left to kill. And he was staring straight at her like he saw it coming.

"Any last words?" Taylor said. Plushtrap pretended to think.

"I hope you die in a fire."

"Flattering." Bang!

Everyone was dead. Taylor had done it.

She finished her mission. Now she had to tell Afton.