"My creations..."- A Funtime Foxy Fanfic -

When the clock strikes twelve we all go to hell

Sorry about that guys. My hand slipped on the publish button and I panicked. Heh. Any-who, enjoy this chapter, and LEAVE A VOTE if you enjoyed it. It really does encourage me to write more. Also, I'll tell you when to play the music, and sorry for this persons outro. Too bad ya just can't get the music by itself...

Also, warning: GORE AND SUPER CRYPTIC GORE. I will warn you when it happens.

<•Elizabeth's 1st person POV•>

"Hello little child. What brings you here?" The feminine voice came from behind me, and I swiveled around to face the stranger. But there was nothing there. Huh? I swear I heard it from behind me... I heard whispering and something crawled over my foot, causing me to scream and kick out, the thing flinging off my leg and hitting the wall. Blue sparks erupted from the creature, died out, then all was calm again.

My back prickled something- someone was watching my every move. I picked myself up warily. According to a hunch that's erupting from the back of my brain, I've found my way into Circus Gallery. The one place my father didn't let me go. Does that mean Circus Baby is in here? Talking to me!? I started to get restless.

"Don't worry I won't hurt you." The smooth voice came out, and one light on the stage to my left turned on. A bright spotlight, with a animatronic resembling a clown in the limelight. Curiosity taking over my sense of judgement, I edged closer. The things- her eyes were closed, but yet, it seemed she was staring at me so intensely that I could break. My feet hit the steps at the side of the stage and I staggered up them, planting my feet on the wooden ground.

She stayed still, eyes closed, then, opened them. She turned to me and he stomach plates opened slowly. Out came a vanilla ice cream cone. My favorite. I edged closer still, feeling the need to run, but take the treat at the same time.

The animatronic cocked her head, blue eyes staring into my soul. "Please, take some. It's not like I need it anyways. It's all yours." Her voice was comforting and mesmerizing. I completely forgot the need to find Liam, and I strode over to her, then stopped, reaching for the ice cream.

It fell on the floor. I looked into her eyes confusingly. The blue eyes disappeared and replaced with black after I felt something stab my stomach. I looked down. Blood. No breath. Pain. Hurt. I looked back at her, and her black orbs turned to green, and that's the last I saw. My last look of life. Now, death. Heaven awaits me, I guess.

<•Birdie's 3rd person POV•>

The lights are flashing in Birdie's eyes and a headache had appeared. She slapped her walking stick on the ground impatiently. She was sure she had gone around in a circle about five times now. Ever since the boys had left, she slightly regretted her choice. Now more then ever. For some reason, she couldn't find the wall, and she heard her grandmother's music box whenever she moved a lot.

  It was starting to scare her immensely. It was like something out of a horror story. The usually comforting sound of her grandmothers music box was now playing much slower, and she heard screeching on the ground as if metal were dragging itself on it. No to mention the collection of random dolls she tripped over just then. Birdie sat up and felt along the floor until she felt one, and picked it up. It's face felt like a antique relic doll, and the body felt soft yet tough in more ways then one. By continuing her investigation she felt a tu-tu on the doll.

She put a hand on its chest. It was cold. She placed it back on the ground softly, as if it were a newborn baby, and stood back up striding faster then before around the room, not stopping.

You may play the music now ^^))

"Why do you hide, inside your walls,
When there is music in my halls?
All I see is an empty room,
No more joy on an empty tune
It's so good to sing all day,
To dance, to spin, to fly away!
Is someone there?
Is it time for the show?!
Is somebody there?
Creeping through the room?
Up upon my stage, which feels more like a tomb...
No~Perhaps not?"

The voice came from right in front of me, and the lullaby tune was louder then ever. I reached out my hand and touched something cool with long jagged edges. I felt multiple beings crawl on my back, and I froze, paralyzed. They crawled up my back and onto my arms, fleeing onto the thing I was touching. The feeling disappeared, and I broke contact with the thing, then I was flying through the room. I had just gotten kicked with the hardest force I had ever experienced in my life, and I screamed out in terror. I hit the ground and all was quiet, and the pain in my head and chest faded, as did the lights in my eyes. Sweet relief at last...

<•Finny And Brady's 3rd person POV•>

When they heard the laughter, the duo froze and looked around anxiously.

"HahAAhA, bON BoN, g-G-Go g-Get em'!" A glitchy voice said, and something blue whizzed by out of nowhere and hit Brady squarely in the face, sending him and the blue thing flying back into the darkness. A high pitched laugh rang out in the direction of Brady.

"Heeheehee! Calm down and go back to sleep, it was only a mouse!" Finny cringed and backed away from where the blue thing and Brady had gone. Don't get him wrong, he really wanted to help him, but his fight or flight mode activated, and he didn't even know what he was fighting. Better to back away now.

Heheh, warning: GORE AND SUPER CRYPTIC GORE-you have been warned))

Or so he thought. Coincidentally, he backed right into a tall bear-looking thing. He screamed bloody murder, squealing like a girl. He ran back tworeds Brady, until stopping short on hearing squelching noises. The stench of blood and death filled his nose, causing him to gag. The blue thing emerged, caked with blood, it's violet eyes beaming.

For once in his life, Finny was truest and utterly terrified. Then he realized, laughing out, "aha.. ahaha... AHAHAH, I'M GONNA DIE AREN'T I? AHAHAHA-" He was cut short by a pair of jaws wrapping around his head and a loud crunch that seemed to echo for miles. His body fell to the floor, dead.

Okay- your good to go now.))

<•Liam's 1st person POV•>

I smelt it. I smelt the blood before I even came out of the security office. I took a flashlight with me because on my way here I had discovered that all the rooms were pitch-black. I also studied a poster for each of the animatronics here, and it seemed there was some little ones too. Death, blood, flesh. I smelt it all. I ran to Circus Gallery first, shining my light into it. The Bidy-Babs were crowded around a clown-looking animatronic, and one was smashed into the wall. I stared into the big ones eyes, and it stared back, with large green eyes. That's strange. Didn't Circus Baby have blue eyes? I shrugged it off. Maybe they accidentally painted it wrong.

In the room, I smelt blood, but I didn't see any, except on Circus Baby's stomach plates. I entered the room cautiously. There's a murder on the loose. He prayed that his friends were all right, and Finny and Charles were the ones that were killed. I went up the steps, onto the stage, and stood in front of the animatronic. I reached for her stomach plates, but it opened them for me. I gasped.

In the stomach, I saw the mangled and crunches up body of Elizabeth herself. I let out a cry of anguish, sinking to my needs, balling my eyes out. "No.. no.. NO! This can't be happening! Anyone but Elizabeth, PLEASE!" I cried out similar sayings like that, and continued even when I felt a metal hand on my shoulder. I looked back at the animatronic and froze, still hiccuping and whispering nonsense. There stood Funtime Foxy, the most dangerous out of all of the animatronics here. It had long, jagged teeth and hypnotic yellow-orange eyes. It took my hand in its own, and slid me off the stage. My mind flashed back to the Fox I had met on the road. Wow. So the rumors really were true. It perked it's ears and swished it's tail, excitedly. I cried harder. It raised its hand, sharp pink claws sticking out of its fingers. I cringed. This really was the end. All was black. A peaceful black..A soothing black......

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