My Shattered Soul

You Can't

( No, I didn't draw this. I found it online, along with the rest of the images.)

You lowered your head. He didn't remember you. " Nah, I'm just kidding." Endo spoke. You looked up at him and smiled. He started laughing.  " You should've seen your face!" He laughed. You bit back an angry retort, trying to restrain the urge to punch him in the face. He continued laughing, to the point where it was annoying. You lifted your hand and flicked him in the side of his head. He started to try and lift a wing to rub the impact, then he realized he was just a head again. " Oh,"  He simply said. " are we...?" You nodded slowly. " Kids these days can't keep their hand's to themselves." You pointed out. " The employees don't even care anymore. You crawled out of the room, scaling the wall. At least traversing the roof would be faster and easier than walking. 

You didn't like being so... loud. You never realized it, but the amount of parts torn off your body made a considerable screeching noise. It seemed to echo around the entire pizzeria. Now everyone would know about it. You crawled into the main room, hoping to get to the stage. You fell from the roof, falling onto the table. You weren't fully accustomed to not walking yet. You table creaked under your weight, after all, you aren't that 160 pound grouchy teenager anymore. You wondered how much you actually weighed, but didn't dwell on it. The crash resounded throughout the pizzeria, followed by many pairs of metallic footsteps approaching. 

Chica ran into the room first, typical. She looked around the room, then saw your mangled body on the table. She raised her forearms to cover her mouth. " Ohmygo-" You raised a hand to stop her outburst. " I've been through this before." You assured. Although you had never had an eye taken out, this was all relativity normal. Bonnie ran in next, looking sympathetically at you. You didn't know why he didn't speak to any of the others, but you didn't question it. Freddy came in last, always late. You didn't know why they were making such a fuss over you falling from the roof. " It's bad enough to be torn apart once, but twice is terrible." He mumbled to yourself. You looked over your body. You endoskeleton had cracked apart on what used to be your leg. You looked down at it, then prepared to put it back together. You stopped. You reached in, and pulled a piece of chipped bone out.

You looked at it, then tossed it aside. You grasped your arm and leaned it up against the table. Everyone watched you with interest. You put your weight on it, trying to crack your endoskeleton. You ignored the pain of it, and pushed harder( That's what she said XDDDDDDD). The endoskeleton snapped against the pressure, revealing bone and flesh. You gripped it, hoping for a trace of life. It was cold, and there was no pulse. You didn't really believe that your body was inside the skeleton, but here it was. " I remember the day when the authorities stopped looking for our bodies..." You looked up. Freddy was staring solemnly at the flesh. " What do you believe will happen to us?" He asked suddenly. You found it hard to hold his gaze. " It... It all depends on what you believe..." You cautioned, just in case this was a touchy subject. He looked away, uncertain.

" Is it even worth escaping?" He asked himself. " We are here, who knows what happens if we escaped." You didn't know how to respond to this, he had a fair point. This was something that had probably been on his mind for years. He looked up at you and smiled. " Forget it, it was just a thought." He walked out of the room, leaving you with Bonnie and Chica. " Where's the Toys?" You asked them. You noticed that they hadn't come. Chica shrugged. " I dunno, check backstage." She replied. You shrugged and crawled over to the door. You remembered when you had tried so desperately to figure out what was behind this door. If only you hadn't, then you wouldn't be stuck here in this hellhole. No use in dwelling on past memories  You thought grimly, The past is the past. The toys were in this room, they all looked down at you while you entered. Toy Chica stood up. " Hey (Y/N)! We're playing spin the bottle, want to play?" She invited. You shrugged. " Nah, I'm good." You replied. You crawled out of the room, leaving them to their game.

You didn't notice how they didn't seem to care about you being mangled again. Freddy's words echoed throughout your mind. You hadn't really thought about that. You had been so focused on escaping, you hadn't thought that you were dead. Chica passed you, trying to hold a pizza tray on her forearms. You smiled, remembering when she had dropped it last time. She put the pizza on a table near her. She waved you over, smiling. You grinned and crawled onto a seat next to her. She was the first of the animatronics you had met. You hadn't realized how much you trusted her. You grabbed a slice of pizza, taking bites out of it slowly. There was no point, however. Once you pushed the pizza through your jaw, it just fell to the floor. You looked at the pile of pizza that was beginning to form on the floor. 

At least now you had something to do. You reached for another slice. Toy Bonnie walked out from backstage and sat across from you. He propped up his feet on the table, and reached for the last slice. You eyed him distastefully. " You're gonna have to help me clean up this mess." You joked. He made a sound similar to laughing. " Sure." He smiled. He snatched up the slice and gulped it down. It was almost as if he could taste it. You passed it off, that was impossible when you were dead. You sighed as you walked over to the janitor's closet. You grabbed a few paper towels to clean up the accumulated pizza. You gazed down the main hall. The walls were covered with the words: You Can't. You dropped the paper towels and rubbed your eyes. The words were gone, replaced by the ever present posters. 

That was strange, since you were a robot. You shook your head, you probably imagined it. You picked up the paper towels and grabbed cleaned up the mess you had made. You looked over to where Toy Bonnie had sat, well, had. He had left, leaving dirty footprints on the table. You didn't know how he managed to get his feet so dirty, judging by how the facility seemed to be always clean. You wiped the dirt off the table, grumbling. You crawled over to the trash can, and tossed the dirty paper towels in. You turned around, and began to crawl back to your stage. It hadn't even been a day and you missed your old body. " Y'know, I am good with a wrench..." You spun around. " Really?" You asked. Toy Bonnie was holding a wrench, along with a toolbox. You didn't question where he got it, it didn't really matter.

You sat crawled closer to him. " What are you waiting for then?" You asked. He looked at you skeptically. " Well, I don't feel like getting shocked right now." He said, as if it was it was the most obvious thing in the world. You rolled your eyes at him as you looked for the correct wires. Gripping them carefully with your teeth, you pulled them out. Instantly, the room went black. 

You opened your eyes, but you weren't in your cove anymore. You looked around this dimly lit, unfamiliar room. Your gaze drifted to the floor, then your eyes widened. Chica, Bonnie, Freddy, and had all been torn apart, then thrown in a pile on the floor. You heard the familiar sound of metal ring throughout the room. You looked up, Foxy had walked in. He looked right at you, but didn't seem to know you were there. He looked to the floor, where his friends lay. " Oh Gabriel, you were always the last one." Vincent purred. Foxy lashed out with his hook. Vincent drew to the side, revealing an axe. Without warning, he clashed it down on Foxy. Foxy's head came clean off, rendering him useless. Vincent let the body fall to the floor, then turned around to face you. He drew a knife, and held it close to your throat. " No matter how hard you try to stop me... Just remember." He growled. " You Can't."

Your eyes shot open. You were back in your cove. Toy Bonnie took a step back from you, wiping his hands with a cloth. " All done!" He announced. You looked down at your body. He had completely rebuilt you. " Thanks..." You muttered, rubbing your arm. Toy Bonnie cocked his head at you. " Something wrong?" He asked. You looked away from him. " I don't want to talk about it... Jeremy." You spat. You could almost feel Toy Bonnie stiffen at the mention of his former name. Sensing that the conversation was heading downhill, he left you to your own thoughts. You thought about what Vincent had said. It had seemed so real, as if it was going to happen. You may have been fixed, but your mind had taken a battering. You didn't know how much more of this you could take. You put your head in-between your legs. No. You had to be strong. The originals were just kids, while you were a teenager. You had to be strong. You stood up. 

You were an animatronic monstrosity. Vincent was a human, a normal one, at fact. You balled your fists. You could easily overpower him. A familiar crashing sound echoed around the pizzeria. You grinned, showing off your rows of teeth. It was time for revenge. 

Lolololololol authors note!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  ( Please insert text here, ran out of things to say at endo of chapter.) ERROR BRAIN NOT FUNCTIONING, PLEASE RESORT TO OTHER METHODS. Whelp, my brain didn't want to work for the past few days, so here is a short chapter. Now, I must deal with these error codes...ERROR BRAIN NOT FUNCTIONING, PLEASE RESORT TO OTHER METHODS.