Wolf's Mate

Chapter 13

Night 6 part 3

As the torches fell onto the ground, the flames mixed together and grew in one huge flame by my face. I quickly backed away, destroying the circles of salt and mixed herbs in the process. I know the ghost in Golden Freddy notices this but instead of getting me out right, he leaves. They either want to smoke me out like this or cook me. The flames of the fire grew, and it got hotter in the small room. I started chocking on the smoke and my eyes started to burn and tears up from said smoke. I have to get out of here and put out the fire. I remembered seeing a fire extringuisher in the front area. I can run and gra- I heard the sound of glass breaking coming from the area. I turned my head to the east hall and saw Freddy holding the fire extringuisher. The only other one I knew of was in the kitchen.

I had to do something quick to put of the fire, I couldn't let it burn as I tried to get to other and possably fail. My vision started to blur and my lungs and throut was burning from the smoke. I made up my mind. I took of my work shirt and threw it over the fire, then quickly stomped on. I knew that with lack or no oxygen getting to the fire well help a person put it out. I still had both doors closed and the room is small so no oxygen was getting in to help the flames. As I stomped down on the flames I poured the rest of my current can of monster to help put out the fire. So far it worked, the fire was dying. I grabbed another can of monster from my bag and poured it out as well.

After that the fire was dead but there was still the smoke, I grabbed my hockey stick that somehow survived and opened the door to the west hall and had to leave the office. I was still coughing up smoke from my lungs, I was covered in soot from the now dead fire. I looked up to my right and found Bonnie there. I knew it wasn't him, it was Greg. Before I could react, I felt a sharp pain of metal hitting flesh. He punched me and possably broke my jaw. I staggered back and fell down, I tasted metal in my mouth and felt blood flow from my lips. He stood above me then grabbed me by the front of my shirt and dragged me. I struggeled, hitting him with my hockey stick to get free, but I only to got my head bashed hard against the wall by him to make me stop as he took me to the main area.

I craned my neck back to look at the main stage and saw Freddy, Goldie, Foxy and Chica up there with ironicly a wolf animatronic suit. I was scared to hell by all this happening. I was confident that I'll make it and I'm failing. I'm going to be stuffed into a suit. I thought about all the good times I had here growing up, the songs, the games, my friends. My friends. I have to survive for them like I said I would. I would end the nightmare. I struggled again but I was still weak from the smoke and being bashed against the wall. He threw me up onto the stage like a ragdoll. I landed right in front of the empty suit that may end up being my death bed. I look up at their faces as they loom over me. They look like they were laughing by the way their shoulders moved up and down. They seemed to say something to each other not really focusing on me. I knew I was weaken but I have to fight back if I'm going to end their nightmare.

I slowly got up to a crouch before I swung my hockey stick at Bonnie, hitting him the head as hard as can that it broke the hockey stick against his metal head. It did take them by surpirse giving me time to tackeled him, taking us over the edge of the stage to the floor. "Sorry Greg, Bonnie." I muttered as I got up and ran toward the hall ways. I almost made to them before Goldie appeared and punched me in the face. I felt my right eye close and swell up in pain, only for me to feel something slice right through my back. I cried out in pain as I felt pin-needles burn along what I could guess was a gash along my back caused by Foxy's hook. Warm blood flowed freely from the gash as I fell to my knees as my vision blurred again. I knew I was stronger then this, I'm not going down without a fight. I lunged at Goldie and punched him in the gut. I left a small a dent but it broke my hand slightly when I saw the blood coming from a cut on it. Goldie doubled over from the surprise punch and I kicked him, sending him onto the floor.

Unlucky for me I was still on one leg when Foxy hit me in the head with the blunt end of his hook. I fell before piarte cove with a gash on my head and blood flowing down my face, then he stood over me. He grabbed me by my throut, I grabbed his hand trying to pry his fingers off so he'll let go. From the corner of my eye I see the others bringing over the suit and I saw Goldie was back on his feet when he moved to be next to the others near the suit. I start to try to kick at Foxy, but they were doing nothing. He raised his hook and swung, leaving a deep gash from my shoulder to my left side. I cried out in pain as he did it again and again and again a few more times. I soon had cuts and gashes along my torso and sides. I see him say something to the others with the suit and they open it up. I started to really get scared and I start to kick him again.

I yelled out to them, I had no clue what I was saying exactly but deep in my mind and heart I knew I was saying for them to stop. That this isn't right, they didn't have to do this, by killing me proves that you are no different from your killer. I get punched in the gut by Freddy causing my to cry out in pain and my vision was blacking out from how much blood I'm losing. Foxy and Freddy brought me over to the suit and tried to put me in but I was putting up a fight. I kept hitting and kicking them, pushing them away, taking any and all hits they gave me but I was not going down without a fight. They manged to get one of my legs in the suit and they closed it. I cried with what I could assume was the loudest from the way my throut grew sore.

In that moment they placed my right arm in the suit and closed that as well. Here now, I was crying tears of pain, sadness, and guilt. Pain because feeling metal parts pierce my flesh to my bone was unbareable. Sadness and guilt went hand and hand for I couldn't help my friends or the kids. I begged and plead with the kids, my voice felt weak, I doughted they heard me. Then I noticed their hands move away from me, leaving my confused, so through my tearfulled eye I saw them staring at me in a odd way. I coudn't really place it but I knew this was a chance for me to try and get away. I slowly reached over to my right arm but I was in too much pain to move anymore so my arm fell back down to my side. I felt more blood leave my body through my wounds.

'So......this is going to be how I die.........at least I made an effort to help my friends.....at least I can die knowing that I had helped as much as I did before my death......that I got all my memories of them back.......I'll only regret that I never told Chica how I felt.....oh well.....I guess maybe......it wasn't meant. At least now I could see my parents again.' I thougt as I blacked out from blood lost.............

(A/N: Hello there wolf fans~. Sorry if the chapter was short but a lot has happened this here night for our friend Rose~. All she wanted to do that night was survive to help her friends and the kids. But now her life may end, sorry for the suspence~. I already have the ending for this night written out and waiting to be posted. But first I would like to hear what all of you my dear wolf fans what you think well happen to Rose? Well she live? or well she die in a suit? or something else? I'm looking forward to it. Bye~)