Five Nights Till Freedom

The Puppets Slave

I began to shake and tremble at what I saw before me.

My vision was practically black and white before me, but every few seconds my vision would start glitching and everything would return to their original color.

Every time my vision began to glitch the back of my head began to spike in pain, like a steel rod was being rammed over and over into the side of my head. 

Tears flowed my eyes as my gaze fell onto Foxy, who had a fiery anger in his eyes.

I then slowly looked over at the Puppet, wincing in pain as I felt another flash of pain, "I did as you asked....." I said softly, every word seeming to echo in my mind, "Fulfill your part of the promise."

Through my black and white vision there was an outline of red around him. It was pulsing softly like a heart beat and I watched as a grin settled on his face, "My dearie, there's no need to rush."

My heart turned cold as I realized what was happening.

He played me.

My hands trembled as they curled into fists at my side, "Do it right now. Turn them back to normal, set them free."

The Puppet placed a hand against his chin, his fingers tapping against his cheek as his smile only got wider. It didn't seem like he could stop smiling. Slowly his hand left his face and reached out toward mine, "I don't have to do anything, you belong to me now."

Rage filled my entire body and I could feel the intense heat seeping through my torso.

He really has no heart and soul, he's just a demon who only does things for himself. He isn't honorable and keep his promises.

I shouldn't of listened to him.

I charged toward him, grabbing his arm tightly in my hand, gripping it as hard as I could.

I just want to break every bone in his body. I want to destroy everything that has to do with his existence.

As soon as I got a grip on him I was thrown back against the wall behind Foxy and Bon and my back made an earth shattering sound against it.

I screamed in pain, curling my body on the ground as the pain rushed up my body. Tears flooded my vision and it began to pulse, turning from black and white to full color, making my head blur with struggle.

I could hear the Puppet laughing as I felt two pairs of arms grab each side of my body, pulling me up to my feet. I looked up to see Bon and Foxy with worry in their eyes. Foxy had an outline of red around him just like the Puppet did but Bon did not.

Maybe it had to do with the Puppets eye that he had.

"Rachel are you okay?" Bon asked softly, looking me up and down. There was worry in his wide purple eyes and they gleamed with sadness as he looked at me.

Slowly I shook my head, tears starting to stream down my face, "I'm sorry, I thought I could save you guys."

"God Rachel, I wish you weren't so selfless," I then felt Bon's arms wrap around me tightly and press me close to him. I could feel his heartbeat pounding against his chest and I then felt the shudders of his breath,

I slowly wrapped my arms around him as well, desiring the comfort of his arms around me.

When I looked up over Bon's shoulders I found Foxy's gaze on mine. He was standing there silently not looking at me. There was a hint of jealously along with a bucketful of sadness in his eyes.

I thought back when we kissed in the dark and suddenly realized what he must be feeling.

He must be thinking about that too.

I can't be in the middle between Bon and Foxy anymore. I have to make my choice now.

I thought back to me and Foxy's kiss in the dark, the night he pushed me out of th epizzeria with so much sadness in his eyes. I remembered the night I first met him, how he defended and protected me from Bon the first night I showed up here.

But I then remembered my moments with Bon, his apology for his behavior, the night he showed me his secret room where he realized none of them have any of their former memories. I remembered when he kissed me on the cheek, soft and delicate like a breeze.

How could I choose between them? Both of them were such amazing guys who had been there for me since I met them.

No, I have to choose. I can't keep procrastinating and leading them both on.

I choose.....

"Rachel, are you already having affairs?" The Puppet was giggling manically from in front of us, hands on his hips as he teetered on his feet, completely cutting my thoughts off abruptly. I watched as he swayed from side to side, reaching his arms so that they were extended in my direction, "Did you forget you're mine Rachel and only mine?"

Almost immediately I watched as Foxy stepped protectively in front of me, "She's not yours, you didn't fulfill your end of the bargain." He growled softly as he stared at the Puppet in challenge. 

"Foxy..." I whispered softly, my eyes filling with worry.

The Puppet smirked, running one hand through his hair, "Do you wish to challenge me again Foxy? You know what happened to you last time." He then brushed his hair away from his eyes and I immediately fell to my knees from what I saw.  

His eyes gave off the most terrifying aura that made my legs feel like they were melting into jello. They were exactly like Foxy's one eye but they were glowing blood red, filled with the images of horror and torture.

It was worse than the dream I had with him in it. I felt like all my bones were trying to rip themselves out of my body.

In front of me I watched as Foxy also fell to his knees as well, his hand held protectively over his eye that the Puppet gave him.

The Puppet couldn't stop laughing as he gripped his stomach, rolling in laughter.

I saw Fred a few feet in front of us, his hands bleeding as he tried to take BB from the strings he was encased in.

I could see red lines wrapped around him when my vision was black and white, clearly able to see the bonds he was encased in. 

Fred had actually succeeded in unwrapping the bonds that were around his face and neck and was currently working on his torso.

I then turned back to face the Puppet as he grinned down at both me and Foxy squirming on the ground, "It's too bad I can't make you suffer more Foxy, but he wants you unharmed."

My brain froze in it's tracks.

He.

I looked up in shock as the Puppet spread his arms wide before us, "Once I give you over to him I'll be free to roam wherever I want without the need of a host." He laughed in joy as he started walking over to us, "All I need to do is give you to him and I'll be free."

He then grinned at me, looking me straight in the eyes, causing my head to spin, "He's not as generous as me Rachel. You should be glad that I'm taking you with me and not leaving you in the hands of him."

He then extended his hand toward me and I saw his pale white hand openly reaching out for me to take, "Come on my dear, he should be here any moment."

Before I could even respond to his comment, his eyes suddenly widened as his grin fell to a look of shock.

Through his torso you could see the end of a blade producing from his chest that was glowing with a purple aura.

The Puppet looked down slowly and from the wound your could see black mist beginning to pour from it and on to the ground. A look of pure hate came across his face as he then looked across the room, "So this is how it is huh? You betray my trust now out of all time. You really are a real demon aren't you?" His eyes began glowing and he then melted into a dark puddle, before that itself disappeared. 

I looked up in shock and terror as I saw the owner of the blade.

It was Thomas.