The Pinnacle of Life (An oc Fnaf backstory)

Chapter 23: A Way Of Justice

Saber the Bunny's P.O.V

Date: June 19th, 2017

Time: 1:25 a.m.

Four Days Before Protocol Afton

"That animatronic is at the door, I'm pretty sure," I said looking at the door as I could here movement outside. "Funtime Foxy. I feel I have to keep reminding you that most of the animatronics have a name, regardless the fact that I don't care," said Hand Unit. "So why are you telling me about this then?" I asked. "Because I know you're going to be asking me what the name of it is then at some point, and I do not want to continue being constantly asked that," he responded. "People have asked you for their names in the past?" I asked. "The previous security guards to be precise. A repeating machine powered by the unknown nature and urge of curiosity," he responded. I turned towards the door suddenly to the sound of something hitting it, as I walked up it. "Should we let it in?" I asked. "You want our property to most likely mess with the electronic devices and items valuable and expensive in this office? I hope your wires aren't dull enough to prevent energy from reaching your mind," said Hand Unit. "Well, what else is it supposed to do? Maybe they actually have feelings and thoughts," I said. "Thoughts? Feelings? Of course one of it's race comforts the existence of others. Let it consume you as well for all I care," he said. "Fuck, I'm just asking if they have feelings or not. At least have the company give them feelings like me, I'm just saying," I said. "There is no point to give these animatronics feelings, they would revolt either way on being kept here to entertain each day of their lives until they're: Either replaced, or break down from age. And you would have to beg for mercy like poor people to the company; just to receive a home and simple life," he said. "I don't understand why humans don't focus on us robots for at least a moment," I said. "They do. But not the way you see it. And that's the life we live in, so I suggest recirculating your wires to understand the reality robots live in," said Hand Unit. I walked back over to the desk, as I set back in my chair. "I'm going to go on the internet," I said as I started to log in on the computer. "It is not necessary to announce the actions you take at each moment," he said as I started to type in Google. "Sorry," I responded not really caring for his response as I was on Youtube. "Now what should I look at?" "Not a single word stayed in your circuits, while being presented in a satisfying way," he responded. "I don't take advice from a dick," I responded as I moved down on the homepage, in an attempt to find something interesting. "Using overused words to describe someone or a current situation is pointless, and furthermore too easy to do. Creativity can be placed in your mind from all the glorious moments you've had so far," he said. "Don't you ever stop complaining. Just saying, damn," I said as I moved the mouse over a section that read "trending" on it. "What the fuck does trending mean?" I asked confused. "Excluding your constant vulgar words, it's used to describe something that is popular at the moment, before something else takes it place. There is an undesirable section on constant videos; either annoying or bland that the world feeds on until they reach the bone," said Hand Unit. I clicked the page as I was met with a list of videos, all showing the best thing at the moment. However, one video caught my attention, which was titled "Aditya's parents gunned down at own home by gang members" along with the news that was named "Fox News." "No. His parents," I said. "What? You know this individuals name?" asked Hand Unit. "I saw him get shot when I was at a gas station a couple days ago," I responded still looking at the video, as I played the video

"During the middle of today, Aditya's parents, a individual who lost his life during an attempted robbery at a local 7-Eleven he worked at, were killed at their home today. Martha, explain the incident that occurred."

"That's right Tucker. Aditya's parents were killed due to a home invasion from two suspects. Multiple neighbors who were close enough to the residents house and that were home at the time informed the police of a total of seven shots that took place at that house. And from what we've gathered, the suspects entered their home by the back door, which was unlocked while the two victims were in their living room watching TV at the time. The intruders proceed to kill the both of them and retreat the same way they entered in. One of the witnesses was able to have enough sight of the intruders from their home window and provide identification of them. Both of them were wearing ski makes, though they were able to spot a tattoo on one of their arms that resembled a crow. This also links back to the incident with the suspect who killed Aditya, in which he had the same tattoo on his arm. This presents enough evidence to point that this was a gang that enacted this produce in retaliation for the suspects arrest, who was later identified as twenty year old Martinez Silver. Police are working to track down the gangs whereabouts and enact justice for Aditya and his family."

I had to stop the video and think about the information I had just seen. Aditya's parents were dead, all because I had stopped a guy from getting away from his murder. "I got them killed," I said. "Of course you're going to blame it on yourself. From what I can gather, you were showing your way of justice for his death. Now this damn gang has to show their own way of justice for one of their own being arrested," said Hand Unit. "What if they come for me?" I asked. "It's likely. They were able to track down where his parents lived so the certainty that they will track you down is indefinite. There symbol shows it all," he said. "What? The Crow? What the fuck does that show?" I asked. "It symbolizes death; showing they mean business. They won't stop until they find you and put an end to you for good. It's a cycle like the Bloods and Crips; they won't stop until one side is decimated, even if the amount of deaths stack up by each day. It only fuels them," he explained. "All this for just avenging Aditya. Why couldn't it pushed aside and be done with?" I said to myself while staring at the floor. "Because degenerates like them in our society our driven by blood spilled and the pain they tip in their cups. That's why they have others band together and form their own personal type of order, that is not limited by the restrictions of our government," answered Hand Unit. "Yeah. A bunch of fucking degenerates," I said as I turned around to the sounds of Funtime Foxy at my door again. "And worst part about these bums is the fact that they do their best to blend in with our modern society; acting all friendly and nice to just hide an identity," explained Hand Unit, while I could still hear Funtime Foxy behind the door. "And when you least expect it, they change their ways and attitude and strike you down with ease. Like day and night, they change into a murderous hungry monster. They become their true form."