Beyond Pixels (Five Nights at Freddy's Fan Fiction)

Night 3: An Eye For a Hand

Jaxen's P.O.V.

Michelle dashed to the security desk and threw open one of the drawers, revealing another camo and silver gun just like I had. She threw the gun out, aiming it for Liam's arms as he struggled to catch it, nervous of what would happen if it was dropped. He played hot potato with it for a few seconds before securing it in his grip. She quickly rummaged through the cabinet, searching for something specific. She pulled out two ammunition sashes filled with the same silver bullets, buzzing with blue sparks and electrical currents. She placed on our shoulders, adding more weight to sleep deprived body.

"Theses will automatically reload the guns once you shoot them. Still, try not to miss and hit them first shot or else you will alert them that we're there. Also, try not to shoot me, or else you're alone for the night. Goldie will need at least ten shots to get her down or about five of my screams but that'll get you two down as well so it's only a last resort. Understood?" she stated. I nodded but Liam looked completely confused about our situation. After I explain more or less what happened last night, he still looked puzzled but more comprehensive.

"Let's go!" she ordered, motioning for us to follow her. We gave her questioning glance she let a big sigh escape her mouth.

"We're a bigger target if we stay put, we're going to find them and take them out ourselves." she explained, before running out with her silver claws extended and her face set in a vicious frown. We looked at each other, nervous of the outcome before following her outside fo the safety of the security room.

"Where should we go first?" I questioned to Michelle when we finally caught up to her, breathing heavily.

"When they can't find us at the control room, they'll automatically return to the dining room to hangout. So, we'll wait underneath different tables and wait for them to arrive. Remember guys, try not to miss." she said to us, showing no sign of exhaustion. Well, she is a cyborg fox human thing, I don't think she can get tired. Can she? Anyways, we slowly made our way to the dining area, spotting the picnic tables with the familiar spotted white table clothes and the multicoloured party hats lined up perfectly with each seat.

Michelle pointed to different tables, equally spread out throughout the room as she dove underneath her assigned table. Liam crawled much less gracefully, bumping his head and back against the lowered wooden bench, letting a stream of curses flow from his mouth. I snickered before going to my designated spot, also hitting my head on the way under. Giggles were heard from both Liam and Michelle as I grumbled silently.

We waited a couple minutes before a familiar blonde head with purple bunny ears stomped in, clearly throwing a minor tantrum.

"Where are they!? They should be in the office but no! They simply just had to have gone rogue!" Bonnie exclaimed, her fist clenched tightly and a tiny scowl on her face. "I wanted to make Foxy watch as we stuffed those night guards of hers in one of the extra suits!" she whined. I tensed up, knowing she was talking about us. Next to her was Chica, rubbing her arm comfortingly, her feathered boa wrapped tightly around her neck.

"Don't worry, we'll find them eventually!" Chica said, smiling slightly.

"Not if I can help..." I murmured quietly, pointing my gun at Bonnie, the most irritated and annoying animatronic. I glanced at where Liam was hiding and saw the silver muzzle of his gun directed a Chica. I smirked before firing at the same time as Liam, sending a booming noise throughout the room. I cringed at the sound, knowing that it probably notifying the other cyborg, and maybe even the evil golden bear, if she was awake tonight (WHICH SHE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE!!). The bullets hit their targets and they both stiffened, then they walk out of the room, probably to their place on the stage. I threw my fist in the air, cheering silently for my success. I glanced at Liam and saw him doing the same and Michelle let a slight snort at our actions.