Brien's Pov.
Everything hurt. It was as if my body was being used against me. As if I were a puppet for pain. I remember blacking out. But after that, it was all a haze. Something...someone was in the cell with me. Even then though, I can't remember who. Their voice was soft. Yet their touch was harsh and cold. As if metal was wrapping around bare skin. All I knew was how much it hurt. How much I hurt.
I heard screaming. If they were someone elses or my own, I'll probably never know. I felt pain. Pain that increased with every second. And I became scared. Scared of this mysterious force causing pain. I tried to open my eyes. I tried to sit up. But it was as if I was strapped down. Like my hands and feet were bound. I couldn't move even if my body wanted to . It was as if I were in a dream. One that was fuzzy and unreal.
Then the pain stopped, and the soft voice was louder. Closer almost. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but it was comforting nevertheless. So I tried again. I tried to open my eyes. Despite my eyelids feeling like lead, I still opened them. Everything was fuzzy. And the pain seemed to increase to an almost unbearable sense. Yet the voice still spoke. Soft and caring. "Brien, your gonna be ok. Please be ok!" A familiar voice seemed to plead.
A yellow blob came into my vision. Fear coursed through my entire body. Something yellow was placed down on my face, The world was dark for a second. But only for a second. And at that point, my mind began to clear. I began to remember what happened before I passed out. My vision, despite it spinning, began to focus. "S-SpringBonnie?" The said animatronic seems shocked, almost scared.
"B-Brien!" He screamed, causing my already aching head to ring. "But how?! You have only been out cold for a couple hours!" I tried to sit up. But I couldn't even move my arms. The pain seemed to roar back like a lion. And once again, everything hurt. "No Brien! Stay down! Your badly injured!" SB sounded so scared. As if someone had..."Where is everyone?" I managed to cough out.
"I'm not sure. But they aren't here." He touched my nose, pinching it softly. I could only moan as pain shot through my face. SB seemed to wince, yet didn't let go. "I know it hurts, but it's bleeding pretty bad." He shifted his position form where he stood. "Afton did a number on you." My voice sounded so weak. It was almost not audible. "A-and what about you? Ow! Did he hurt you?"
In all honesty, this wasn't the time to be worried about anybody else. But at the moment, all I could see was A.I. Afton's sad expression. "No Brien. Physically I'm fine." I wanted for him to continue. To say what he really felt. Yet unfortunately, the cell door that kept us both prisoner opened up. Thusly revealing a familiar, feared face. I tried to move. Tried to get up so I could protect A.I. Afton. But unfortunately, it was at that moment I realized that my limbs were bound to a metal table.
SpringBonnie fell to the floor. As if he had suddenly lost all the muscles in his body. "So you're awake once again." Springtrap laughed. He dragged something large into the cell. "Good. I was ready to finish the operation." Springtrap kicked SpringBonnie across the room. Replacing a giant yellow animatronic where he had been before. "Meet my youngest son Brien! He's gonna help dear old dad perform surgery!"
He yanked the animatronics mouth open, glaring inside. "Do ya know where your frontal lobe is?" He asked. I dared not answer. "Do you know what it does?" He turned to me eyes full of hatred. "Did you know you can live without it?!" The animatronics mouth collapsed in on itself. The sound of metal hitting metal making my ears ring more than they already did. "So enough talk. Let's get this going!"
Everything happened so fast. Afton yanking me off the table, SB's eyes showing genuine fear as Afton dragged me to the golden bear. Every muscle aches to the point that I couldn't move. Springtrap once again opened the golden Freddy's jaw, opening it wider. He dragged me over, and I felt at that moment was fear. Because not but a second later, he shoved my head into the mouth of the terrifying beast. "Say your prayers Brien. Because it may be your last."
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Dreaming of Insanity
FanficEverything was perfect. Jon was gone, Springtrap was on the run, and Molten was finally being nice! So what could go wrong? Aparently alot.