Something Forgotten

Chapter One- My Past

I stand on stage, looking down at the crowd of kids of all ages, all cheering me and my friends names. I put my microphone close to my mouth, and speak into it. "Are you guys and gals ready to rock out?" The room erupts into yells of excitement, making me smile.

"Then welcome to the stage, Spring, Baby, and Freddy!" I say signalling the curtains to open, my best friends walk out on stage, smiling and waving their hands around. "But you didn't introduce yourself!" Baby says stopping next to me, and looking around the crowd.

"Oh right! I guess I forgot, hello I'm  Lefty, and welcome to the pizzeria!" I say tipping my hat to the crowd, they start yelling, ready for the show to start. "Are you ready Spring?" I turn to him, asking, he sits behind his drumset and nods picking up his drumsticks. 

"Are you ready Baby?" I ask turning to face her. "You bet I am!" She says throwing her microphone in the air and catching in with her other hand. "Are you ready Freddy?" I ask the white and yellow bear, he tunes his guitar a little, then gives me a thumbs up while smiling.

"On our count!" I say looking back at the crowd. "One!" We all say, I start feeling weird but ignore it. "Two!" The feeling gets stronger, making me shake in pain. "Three!" I freeze, the others stop the song and look at me. "Lefty? Are you okay?" Spring asks concernly. Before I could say anything, my eye sight turns black, I feel myself fall and hear screams and confused voices.

So now you know.

I was throwed into the storage room, they tried fixing me, but it never works. When they think I'm fix they place me on stage, but the same thing happens all the time. I black out and fall to the ground, so they gave up on me, never to see the happy faces of children.

I hear footsteps and pretend to be powered off, someone opens the ageing door and looks at me. From the looks of it, male, but doesn't have a uniform on. So that means one thing, a kid. Well not really a kid, more like a teenager, he walks up to me. "Wow, wonder why your back here and not on stage?" He says outloud, like he's talking to me, but why? Humans don't talk to us, only little kids, since when they get older they think we don't have feelings.

"Hey where did that twerp go!?" The boy's face has a look of fear as he looks around. "Where do I hide?!" He says panicing, I open my mouth to say something, but quickly close it before he looks at me. He would probably freak seeing a animatronic bear moving and talking to him, so I stay quiet.

In the open doorway is three other teenage boys looking evily at the scared boy. "Found ya! Now what should we do with you?" He says looking at his little gang, from the looks of it he could be the leader, since the boy seems more scared of him and not the others.

The 'Leader' grabs the poor boys shirt and yank him towards him. "I know exactly what I should do." He punches the boy in the gut, making him grunt in pain, then he swings a punch to his face. The boy does nothing, just lets him punch him seeing no way out of it.

Before it could go to far I stand up shakily, making all of them look at me. "Now, we don't want anymore trouble, so let him go and I'll let you walk out alive." The last part of my sentence made the guy let go of the hurt boy and run away with his gang. "Teenagers these days." I mutter under my breath, I look at the boy, when I do he backs up fast. Making him bump into a shelf, he starts breathing fast as I come closer.

"Please don't hurt me! I-I have a life to live, things to see!" He says covering his face with his hands. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you, I just helped you out." I place my robotic hand on his shoulder, he flinches but looks up, moving his hands away from his face slowly. "Really? Your not?" I nod and take a step away, so he has enough room to feel comfortable.

"So, what's your name?" I ask tilting my head, he hesitates but speaks. "My name is Drake." I nod, and tip my top hat at him. "Mine's Lefty, it a pleasure to meet you."