I woke up in a decrepit place. It seemed so familiar at first but...then it didn't.
I looked around and noticed some old drawing from the previous Fazbear's pizzeria. Then I noticed a foxy head in the hallway. Where was I?
I got up and walked around slowly, I was in so much pain. I could barely feel each part of my body. Everything was a dark yellow in colour, it disgusted me.
Then, from down the hall, I heard a familiar voice. Was it phone guy's? It sounded the same.
I listened in through the wall. It was him. He was talking to someone about climbing into a suit...they sounded like training tapes. But...he was dead.
I peeked in through the doorway, the pain made me forget I was in a huge suit that made so much clattering.
Then I saw, a security guard...quite young looking, sitting at the desk listening to the phone and watching the security cameras. I tried not to make a sound. Then, the phone guy stopped talking. It had to be a pre-recorded training tape. I heard phone guy die.
Then, something started flashing red in the room the security guard was in, so I ran off.
It seemed that the ventilation had gone offline and the guard started having hallucinations. Then I heard Balloon Boy's voice coming from down the hall. Something about him unnerved me but I went to go and check it out.
Nothing was there. The guard tricked me.
This angered me somehow. The urges to kill grew inside me.
Then, I peered at the guard through the window opposite him, he saw me and panicked. At first I wanted to say something, but then I just stood still until he put up his camera. Then I ran off again, I think he noticed.
I hid behind the wall of the office, trying not to move at all.
Did I have to kill him? Was this just a game of cat and mouse? I had no choice didn't I?
I had to be a killer. Father decreed it.
At first I wondered if this was to avenge my siblings...but avenging my siblings would be avenging the person that killed them. That person was my father.
I still couldn't believe it. I didn't wish to. I couldn't cry. My tear ducts were ripped from me.
I couldn't breathe. My lungs had turned to dust.
My heart was barely beating.
I didn't want to be immortal, yet I was thanks to my sister and Ennard.
Why did they do this to me? They wanted to live inside me...but it failed as I puked Ennard out of me by force. They hid in the sewers to find Father again...
Sister didn't recognise me at first did she? Then she thought I was father...why?
None of this made sense. How could I end my life once and for all? I've lived far too long.
I looked at the sign above me. 'Fazbear's Fright.' It read. 'Getting ready to scare your socks off!'
Really? I didn't seem amused nor scared. Then I noticed a fire extinguisher...perhaps this place was so decrepit because it caught fire too easily. It looked too awful to be scary by intent of the people that designed the place.
There were many fire hazard signs, so eventually I knew I was correct.
I used one of the sparking sockets in my suit to set fire to one of the arcade machines, and the entire building burnt itself to the ground, the guard still inside...
I basically did what father wished didn't I?
Was I still alive? I hoped not.
I hoped I would take my last inch of breath soon. I no longer felt any emotion toward the guard I killed. Perhaps father did want this. Maybe this is why he was so harsh to me. The killing destroys the emotions.
He may have been reluctant, like me, the first time he did such a thing...but as it went on...he enjoyed the killing so much, he killed his own children. For what?
I still didn't understand why he was doing this...
I didn't understand why I was apparently 'immortal.'
I needed answers.
Then, I woke up. I felt Father's presence surround me as if he knew what I'd done.
So I felt as if to tell him everything:
'Father. It's me, Michael. I did it. I found it. It was right where you said it would be. They were all there. They didn't recognize me at first but then they thought I was you. And I found her. I put her back together, just like you asked me to. She's free now. But something is wrong with me. I should be dead. But I'm not. I've been living in shadows. There is only one thing left for me to do now. I'm going to come find you. I'm going to come find you.'
I stood up from the rubble and walked out of Fazbear's Fright. It had burnt to the ground.
It was my fault.
It was me...
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Five Nights at Freddy's
General FictionBasically this is my take on the plot Scott Cawthon has generated the fans for the whole FNAF Series. I will be doing the games in timeline order, not the game order. Will add more if new games are released. I think my take is pretty accurate to how...