The Life Behind an Animatronic III- The One Who Hides (A FNaF Fan Fiction)

Prologue

A night guard sat in his chair, half wishing he could go home and go to sleep. He checked his watch on his right wrist, looking at it then sighing. He still had three hours to go until he was able to clock out and head home. All alone in the big pizzeria, he leaned back in his chair and heard nothing but the ever-present silence. His office was bright enough, but the rest of the building was pitch-black besides the few strands of moonlight that managed to shine their way through, but were swallowed by the darkness. He let out a drawn-out sigh and sat up again, checking the cameras when he did. Everything was in order, nothing out of place- wait. Something was out of place. One of the animatronics was gone. His breath quickened.

He had heard of this before. He had heard of night guards who disappeared when they kept complaining of moving robots. The night guard started chewing on his nails, shakily checking around for whoever was moving. It was too dark, he couldn't see where the robot was. He didn't want to be the next missing person. 

These new animatronics were horrifying. Dead, sunken eyes, stiff bodies...he never liked the mannequin-shaped bodies of the things. It was also said that children had died here, and he knew that one of them had died for a fact. Their head was smashed between the maw of one of the animatronics, never to awake again. Since then, the animatronics were locked away and hadn't been activated since, and were replaced. He didn't know where the rumor started that they were haunted, but he knew it wasn't one he wanted to experience for himself. 

When he started hearing footsteps, the night guard looked up, glancing around frantically. He then froze when he saw a dark, pink color of eyes staring at him. He recognized them as Bonnie's. He shuddered a bit, taking out his flashlight and shakily turning it on. The animatronic's form was suddenly illuminated, his hand outstretched as if getting ready to grab him. Bonnie stared at him, as if looking for some noticeable feature. His eyes then narrowed, obviously angered by something. The night guard stood up and backed up against the wall as the purple animatronic started approaching him, then it picked him up and let out a forsaken shriek in his face.

"You're not him." it snarled in a ghostly tone. He then started dragging him away, the night guard screaming for help and to make the monster let him go. However, Bonnie didn't even seemed phased as he walked the halls he knew so well. 

The other two animatronics on stage watched without moving, understanding fully well what was happening. The purple animatronic then opened the door to the back room where he picked up a Freddy suit, grabbed the human who was begging in vain, and started to shove him into it. The man screamed with pain and horror as his bones were being broken from the wires and cross-beams that prevented a human from getting inside. 

However, little did Bonnie know, there was a pair of unknown eyes watching them. Its white gaze watched on with interest, and yet, they didn't help the innocent man at all. They didn't care. He folded his arms, and smiled in the darkness.

"I wonder what they're going to come up with now." 

The being glided along the floor, brushing past the walls and poor drawings created by young souls. It watched as the animatronic began to violently stuff its victim into a suit, one of the bears, it guessed. Didn't surprise him. 

Nothing really entertained him more than the group that he enjoyed spectating.