(For the 1000 views special, I'm going to write my version of our favorite murderers past. Enjoy!)
The possession.
The murders.
Me.
Let's rewind.
And know what happened to cause this all.
And what drove me half insane.
Vincent's POV
How old am I? 12. I have an elder sister who's 14. Her name is Jayce. We are hiding in our room, with our youngest sister, Button. She's only 3. Luckily, she's asleep. Where are our parents and why are we hiding? We are hiding because of them. They're with some of their friends in the living room, smoking weed and getting high. They aren't true parents. They don't care. We had to take care of ourselves and Button. We did everything. It's not safe for Button. I knew this.
Me and Jayce have fought a lot about things. Tonight we were again. I've been hinting at running away. Has she gotten it? I'm not sure. I think so. But she doesn't seem up for it. We finally went to our own rooms.
As mom and dad left the house for god knows what, I silently snuck to Buttons room and got her. I'm sorry Jayce. But I can't stay here, whether you come or not.
I snuck out, getting as far away as possible. I didn't know what I was going to do, but it wasn't good there.
...
It was hard but,
The next few days, I managed to keep me and Button fed and warm. I had to walk past our house. What I didn't expect to see was police tape around it. I hurried away, not wanting to know what happened. It wasn't long before I found out, my parents were murdered, and Jayce went missing. Probably one of the "Friends" they got high with. But I wasn't going to get involved.
We got older, I was desperate for a job.
I wasn't even 18 so, many places weren't willing. I was running out of time. Until a man came up to me.
"Hello" he said. "I've been hearing about you. Seems you're desperate for a job." My eyes went wide and I nodded. He smiled at me. "I can tell when I see a good worker. I'm Jack Harford, owner of Fredbears Family Diner. How would you like to take a job there?" I nodded frantically. "I'd like it very much! I really need it!" He chuckled, ruffling my hair. "Alright. But I wanna see you at five tomorrow, that good?" I nodded. He stood up and walked away. I was ecstatic.
For the next few years, I worked at Fredbears. Learned about animatronics. Learned he to use them, about the spring locks. This place...was more of a home then me and Button have had. We still didn't have much but, it was nice. Everyone here...they were like family.
...
That's when it happened.
The bite.
It ruined, so much. I had to find a new job as the place closed. Until...Freddy's was opened. I was re-hired. It was fine. But...I could tell something was wrong with me. I think many could. I was never normal, but...something had broken. I couldn't stop myself. Leading them to the back room...I killed them. All of them. And, as I looked at their bodies around me...I realized what I had done. Tears ran down my face, but I forced myself to snap out of it. There was too much risk. I couldn't let myself get caught.
Button can't fend for herself. Especially in this bad of a town. I didn't know what to do. Then I saw the suits. I stuffed them in, cleaned them, and made sure I wouldn't be found. I hurried home, making sure not to get caught. I burned all the evidence. I wouldn't let myself get caught.
They suspected me, but there wasn't enough evidence to perform an arrest, though I knew they knew. I somehow kept my job. I found a girl. She was beautiful. Everything I could ever want. She was funny, kind, perfect. Her name was Sapphire. We have a child. A beautiful little girl named Nala. I thought it was over.
...
Till I realized, they possessed the animatronics. They were here. They were after me. I was terrified. Then I saw her...(Y/N)...I knew she befriended the animatronics. I needed her help. I needed to know. I couldn't let them get to me.
I just pray she will understand...
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