Five Nights at Freddy's (Natemare Story)

Night Five (Part 5)

Mark went for Foxy, aiming for the head, but Foxy grabbed him by the hook, swinging him around. Hitting one of the tables, it collapsed with him, the party hats falling along his sides. Slowly getting back up, Foxy was already in front of the table, hook raised. Rolling over, it slammed down next to him before he stood, running behind it before ramming his axe through his back, watching it spasm as he yanked it out.

But it wasn't enough. Foxy stopped, turning it's head to Mark like an owl.  Eyes going big, he took a couple steps back.

"Impossible..." He said before Foxy swung at him again, the hook cutting his cheek. Yelling in pain, he could feel the blood trailing down on his face, but he kept going.

Lily faced Bonnie after getting up from being thrown against the wall, her head throbbing. Her vision was slightly blurry, but it didn't slow her down. Attacking again, she swung the knife at the neck, just scratching the surface. Bonnie grabbed her arm, twisting it backwards. Screaming in pain, she had the knife in her other hand, swinging it up, ramming the blade through the forehead. Letting go, Bonnie spasmed before dropping to the floor, Lily doing the same, cradling her arm, breathing heavily.

She looked at one of the cameras. "Looks like Bonnie didn't put up a big fight, you dumb bastard."

Watching Mark, he swung his axe again, Foxy ducking underneath. He had scratches and dents all over his metal body. Mark got thrown into another table, Foxy hovering over him. But when he raised his hook again, Mark stabbed the blade of the axe through the chest, the eyes fading in and out, sparks flying everywhere until Foxy fell over.
Immediately yanking it back, he ran over to Lily. "Are you okay??"

Lily nodded. "Yeah...it's not broken thankfully...it might be sprained, though."
Helping her stand up, she let out a yelp of pain. "I'll be fine eventually.." She said to his worried look. "We have to get to Natemare..we're almost there."

Nodding, they left the party room. "Do you know where to go from here?"

"I..I think so." Lily said, going down yet another hallway. This time, the hallway was pitch black.

"I got a flashlight attached to my belt loop." She said. "Use that."

Mark gave a nod as they stopped. "Okay..you don't mind?"

Lily shook her head. "No no it's fine."

Swallowing hard, he lowered his hand, reaching for the flashlight. His face felt warm when he touched it, his fingertips skimming the fabric of her pants as he unhooked it.
He glanced up at her, noticing she was watching him. "Uh..sorry..I didn't mean to--"

"It's okay." Lily said, her voice shaky, watching him turn it on. Shining it down the hallway, a light laid on its side along the wall, the light bulbs hanging out of it. Drawings hung all over the place, ones that little kids have done over who knows how long. Pieces of newspaper sections were also stuck along it.
Mark shone the light on one of the doors, stopping right in front of it.

"This is it..." Lily said. "Where Nate-bitch sits."

Mark chuckled. "I like that name. Nate-bitch."
She also laughed a little before putting her good hand on the doorknob, watching it shake a little. She was nervous, and she could tell Mark was too.

"Wait..." Mark said, his hand covering hers. "Before we go in there...there's something I need to say.."

She tilted her head. "What?"

He gazed into her eyes before touching the side of her face, leaning in and giving her a light kiss, drawing away just as quick.

"Don't die in there...please.." He said, slight plead in his voice.

Lily's eyes were a little wide with amazement. "I won't."

Staring at each other for a few more seconds, they turned their attention back to the task. Lily's hand was still on the doorknob, her knuckles white. Taking a deep breath, she had her weapon at the ready before opening it wide, the white glow of the TV's for each camera lighting up the room, illuminating Natemare's slim figure, his back turned to them, his hands behind his back.

"Well, well, well...you've managed to escape." He said. "Congratulations."

"Turn around and show your face, you dick." Lily snapped. "It's not over yet..."

Slowly turning around, he lifted his eyes to them, revealing a venomous look.

"That's more like it." Lily said, taking a few steps forward. "I was afraid I was gonna have to kill you while you cower away like a little girl."

Natemare grinned. "Oh I don't play with my prey that easily...besides..." He gestured to her hand. "You're already in pain..thanks to Bonnie." Reaching into his back pocket, he lifted up a gun. "So...I guess it'll be straight forward with you, then."

Mark stepped up, standing protectively in front of her. "You're gonna have to go through me, first."

Natemare laughed. "Well look who actually has some balls to step up to the plate. And here I thought you would just shrink away behind her."

Mark lifted up his axe, resting the blade on his neck, a scary look on his face. "I never would."

He smiled, the white glow making it more scary. "I know what's going on here..." He scoffed. "You two are in love." It was then he laughed loudly. "Oh, this just got hysterical!"

"It doesn't matter." Lily said, getting his attention. "This ends...right fucking now."

She kicked him in the gut, sending him backwards, falling on the floor, gun flying out of his grip.
Lily knelt above him. "Never underestimate a girl like me."

Natemare just kept smiling. "Oh really? Let's fight, bitch."
He threw a punch across her face before grabbing her bad arm, holding it painfully tight.

"Let's see how YOU like pain." He snapped before twisting it the same way Bonnie did, hearing a loud crack followed by her scream of agony.
"Just as I thought." Natemare said before he slammed her head into the hard floor, and she blacked out from that point on.

More coming soon! Next chapter will be in Mark's POV so get ready ;)

~SPNfanatic4evr