The Murderer's Child

What's in the box?

"Okay...lets start with this one." She said, pulling the box labelled 'kids, Work and Chloe' to the side. "Notice it says 'Kids' , as in, plural. more than one..."

"And?" Freddy still seemed unamused with the day so far.

"Well, I was an only child. So, either, I have siblings that I don't remember or we're gonna find out more about you guys! Helpful either way."

She carefully opened the dull box, and right at the top was a purple shirt, resembling her uniform.

"Its way too small to have been his... Its like a child's!" She said, unfolding it. "Its a child's size anyway." She turned it around, and there, crystal clear, was 'SHADOW' on the back. "This... This looks like it was mine. From when I used to go with him... But there are three others?" She pulled them out and looked at the names, 'MIKE', 'CODY', and 'ELIZABETH'

She folded them up and set them on the table near the boxes, before reaching back into the box again, this time pulling out an old news article.

"The old diner..." She began reading the article out loud for the group, "The old Fredbear's Family Diner is being closed down, but Fazbear Entertainment will be opening up Freddy Fazbear's Pizza in the coming days. The old animatronic will be scrapped and used as a spare, but new ones are being designed by William Afton, who will also be recruiting new staff members. Night and day security places are available."

She next pulled out a framed photograph. It was of four children, two boys and two girls, all wearing the purple uniforms. The boys both had dark brown hair and green eyes. Both girls were shorter. One had curly blonde hair that went to her shoulders and piercing green eyes. The other was the shortest, probably the youngest, and she had jet black hair that had purple and red streaks running trough it, and it slowly faded to lilac at the bottom. She had lilac eyes, a part of one was grey. Shad turned the photo around, to see messy writing. 'Mike, Elizabeth, Cody and Shadow, XXXX, Freddy Fazbears'

She set the photo on top of the shirts and news article, before pulling out another article. This one looked a lot older. She began reading this to the group.

"Jeremy Fitzgerald of Freddy Fazbears Pizza was bitten by an animatronic yesterday, just after midday. The worker, who had just been moved from night to day security, was cleaning the 'Foxy' animatronic, when the animatronic has been thought to have malfunctioned, causing the mouth to snap shut over Jeremy's head. He is now in hospital in a critical condition. The other staff there are closing the pizzeria for the rest of the week, until this incident has been investigated. 'Foxy' is being decommissioned and The other animatronics will undergo thorough testing before Monday, when the pizzeria is set to once again, open its doors to the public." Shadow moved the paper, noticing it was stapled to another scrap, "Jeremy Fitzgerald, former employee of Freddy Fazbears Pizza, was in a critical condition since he arrived at the hospital yesterday afternoon. He was bitten by an animatronic, which has now thought to have been tampered with. Jeremy is now in a stable condition, after his health had been unstable all night. Fazbear Entertainment, the company owning the pizzeria, are conducting a thorough search over the next five days, before they are opening the establishment again."

"Wow... Poor guy..." Bonnie looked at the picture of Jeremy, laid in a hospital bed, machines attached to him and doctors surrounding him.

"I just cant shake the feeling that William had something to do with this." Shad said, reaching into the box again.

This time, she picked up a piece of lined paper. It had Afton's writing on it.

"'I can't believe what happened... Its all my fault. Elizabeth, went to see the abomination of an animatronic I created, and it took her life. I told her not to. I told her to stay away. What am I going to tell my wife? What do I say to my kids? 'Oh, sorry. One of Dad's robots killed your sister?' I can't say what I designed them to do, but something's going to seem off one way or another. They were decommissioned anyway. How do I tell my wife I left my nine year old daughter playing with decommissioned, old, broken down animatronics? Its getting harder and harder to keep them safe, my sanity is slowly fading. Mike will probably run away now. He's always out anyway. He's 14, and he has a Saturday job, but if he leaves, what am I going to do with Cody and Shad? Cody's only six and Shad's two. I cant cover this up...'" She read. Some of the writing was smudged and some of the paper was torn.

Then there were more pictures. Some of Shad, some of William. A few of a tall woman, who had light hair and blue eyes, who Shad presumed was Chloe. There were a few of the other children, as well. Most were in the pizzeria, and all of them had the kids in their uniforms.

Finally, right at the bottom of the box were two scraps of paper. One was written out and the other was typed.

"'Chloe was in a crash yesterday. It wasn't her fault. An idiot was drunk and driving on the wrong side of the road. He killed my wife. He got away with a warning, a few bruises and cuts and his licence taken off him. I got half my family take away from me. Cody was bitten by an animatronic, Fredbear, from the old place, he died a few hours after. Mike left yesterday when he found out. He told me that after he found out Liz had died because of one of my machines, he didn't trust me. Now its just me and Shad.' That's... he never told me any of this..." Shadow said, finishing the last line of the rushed note. "The other one's typed... It looks more like a letter or email..."

She placed the typed note in the centre of the kitchen counter, the group crowding around to see for themselves. The pages read:

Mr. V Afton, Afton Robotics LLC
We are happy to announce that you have gained planning permission to build the pizzeria and close the diner. If you can have staff and builders before the end of the year, and an establishment and place of work by next summer, you have permission to expand the building. When the business is running, we will send a member of our team to ensure the food is safe and properly done, the workers are being paid an ideal salary and the building is generally safe and secure. Congratulations! -the borough council.

Vincent Afton, Afton Robotics LLC

Vincent, the rental service has been shut down for fear the animatronics aren't safe. The diner is up and running still and the new pizzeria is well underway. -Henry.

Fazbear Entertainment,

We regret to inform you that there has been an incident concerning your animatronics. We will send a member of our team to secure and service the machines before Tuesday. -The Borough Council.

Afton

Following a recent incident caused by your 'Foxy' animatronic, we request a full service and safety evaluation of your establishment. You do not have any form of legal permission to open the pizzeria before the beginning of next week. -Fazbear Entertainment

Afton,

I'm sorry. Its too late to deactivate her. I'm sorry she is what she is. I am going to sit at my desk and let her roam. If she kills me, then so be it. Her name is Baby. Thank you for the opportunities and Fazbear Entertainment. -Henry.

"Henry? Dad always said that it was never Henry's fault..." Shad said, finishing the last line.

"They look like copied emails... Why would he keep them?" Gold looked through them again.

"I honestly don't have a clue... He was never one for memories but... This might prove me wrong..."

"We might need to get going soon. Its quarter to five." Chica said.

"Yeah... C'mon, lets pack this up and go. We need to decide on what we're gonna eat, too."

"Pack up? why?"

"Bonnie... He escaped, remember? This place is all private property, but he can come back anytime..."

"If its private property, then why are we here?"

"Its my property. I own the house and field. Well, me, Afton and Claire do..." She packed everything up and walked towards the garage. "C'mon, I'm leaving the doors unlocked anyway, he'll never know any better. Lets go!"