Joshinette~

Chapter 9

Josh's POV

I could have sworn i saw fear in the Marionette's eyes. But it was quickly replaced by a look of hatred. It send shivers down my spine, and then i trembled slightly as the Marionette's eyes began to glow.

"You are a fool, Joshinette." It raised a hand, a glowing light gathering in its palm and growing bigger and bigger. I braced myself for the worst, but it never came. I took this chance to charge at the Marionette, yelling at the top of my lungs. I thrust my hands out with claws extended and slashed at the Marionette. But it just danced out of the way everytime. I gave my final slash everything i had, and it hit its target. The Marionette froze as my claws dug into its torso. Black blood oozed from the fresh wound. I retracted my claws and jumped back, taking a defensive stance. But the monster didn't seem to be in pain. It seemed very angry. In a blur, it had its hand raised. I forgot all about the glow that came from the palm. The glow started to increase until it had almost blinded me, and i shielded my eyes with my working wing and hands. I heard a weird static like noise inside my ears, unaware that the Marionette was running toward me. "YOU'LL WISH YOU NEVER DID THAT!" It screamed as its hand made contact with my chest and i was sent flying backward head over heels with a strangled cry. Where its hand had touched me was a burning sensation that made me feel like i was being burned alive. I tried flapping my wing to see if it could slow me down any, but i felt the bones break as i landed on something hard. I cried out in pain and went into spasms i could not control. This wasn't fair. The pain was too great. I had no control over my body. I was going to lose Leena. The Marionette couldn't be defeated and we would just me 2 more victims of this horrific place. The Marionette strode over to me with its hand still outstretched. I twitched feebly for the last time before my body went stiff. I made eye contact with it. And its pupils were purple. The color i'm terrified of.

POV Change: Leena

(WARNING: This POV contains a bit of gore. If you can't handle it, scroll down to the next bolded part without reading anything that isn't bolded underneath this. Let your imagination make up what happened to Leena)

I opened my eyes, ignoring all the painful sensations running through my body. That stupid chicken kept me awake while she cut into me with the knife. I had to watch her collect the blood in a cup and carry it to a counter, where there were various pizzas laid out. She poured the blood...onto the pizzas..i almost threw up from both the stench and from thinking of everyone who'd consumed numerous Freddy Fazbear's pizzas. The poor people. They don't know. They don't know what they're really eating. But that's not all that went on the pizzas. Chica went over to a fridge and opened it. I briefly caught a glimpse of what looked like a frozen body, limbs still intact on the middle shelf. Chica grabbed one of the arms and yanked it off, i heard a sharp crack as it came off the body. She carried it over to the counter, picking up a knife and raising it. I flinched away as i heard the knife cut into the frozen flesh over and over again, cutting it into small pieces. Wait...is that...what i think it's going to be...? I dared to open my eyes and my suspicions were confirmed. The chicken spread the blood around on the dough and added each piece of cut up flesh to the pizza. Once done with the first pizza, she looked at me with a wicked smile.

"You'll make a delicious pizza, oh yes...the customers will love eating you!" Chica began walking toward me slowly. I thrashed and kicked, trying to break free and escape. Chica's hand lashed out and grabbed me by the hair, yanking my head back. I screamed as loud as i could.

"JOSH! HELP ME! PLEASE! I NEED YOU!" I began crying, trembling in fear. Chica's beady eyes fixed on mine. I found myself growing sleepy, soon passing out.

POV Change: Unknown

I used to be free. I had friends. We would perform for the children, and the parents adored us. I remember...Sly the fox would tell them jokes at his cove...Charcoal the dragon would bake the pizzas made by Aspen the squirrel..i would dance and sing to the kids..we would all bring them pizza...but then IT happened. The day when everything changed. Sly came running to me as fast as he could, exclaiming that there was an intruder killing off the children. I had gathered Charcoal and Aspen, and we all stood our ground against the intruder. We tried to fight back, but to no avail. When my friends were badly beaten and on the verge of dead, i dropped to my knees and begged with all my soul. The weird thing about this killer is that its torso was as skinny as 3 pencils together, with long fingers and a black outfit. It looked almost like a puppet, even wearing a white mask with red cheeks and purple tear stains. I didn't know how powerful it really was. I didn't know it had the power to forever lock away our souls. But it did. Just by raising its hand, we were locked in an eternal darkness, with only our memories to comfort us. But now...i can hear someone in distress. I have to save them. I may have failed at saving me and my friends, but i won't let this distress call be a waste. Let it begin. Let this be known as...

N E K O T R O N I C ' S R E V E N G E