With War brings Friendship

Where theres smoke, theres fire

Foxy gashed the inky creatures left and right, slaughtering them. He could barely concentrate on anything because of Chicas loud bombs. He turned for a second and turned away. After realizing what he had seen, Foxy quickly turned back around.

He shoved the enemy out if his way, and kept glancing to Mangles limp body. "Fuck..." he mumbled as something gashed him with a long sharp claw. Glancing to Mangle again, he realized no one else saw the vile things closing in on her.

"Shit!" He pushed through the things and made his way to Chica, who was closest to him. "Chica! I need you to distract them." Foxy panted as he gestured towards the creatures behind him. He didnt wait for an answer, he ran off after Mangle.

Chica blinked in full out confusion, but shrugged. Anything to keep throwing bomb, right? Except for the fact that she was quickly running out. Chica furrowed her brows, and threw a bomb. She would deal with that problem later.

Bonnie was struggling to hold off the creatures. He saw Foxy run past him and stopped what he was doing. Big mistake. Something ripped through his leg, causing him to cry out in pain. He quickly hit whatever it was that had stabbed him, and rushed off after Foxy.

"Foxy! Where..." Bonnie huffed, out of breath. "Where are you going!" He asked, shouting over the loud bombs. Foxy looked at him, a limp Mangle in his arms. Her mask was slightly cracked, over the left eye.

Bonnie examined her and sighed. "We didnt plan to get new survivors to tag along, Foxy. We have to leave them. Bigger groups means more attacks." He explained it the best he could, trying not to sound rude.

Foxy scowled. "No, Bons. We have to help them. It's not fun being alone. Trust me." He walked past his bunny friend and towards the battle field. It was over at least. He looked at the Toymakers in full anger. Who the heck were they?

Bon Bon smiled at them and walked off. He did nothing, nor said anything. Just...walked off. Foxy sat Mangle down in front of Freddy. "Well? What do you want me to do?" The bear asked, looking around. He wast a healer, nor did he take any health weapons with him.

Chica spoke up, in a slightly annoyed voice. "We take her to the doctor. That's what." She explained it like it was something the boys should have known before. They nodded, and set off, walking in the direction of grey smoke.

All of them were covered in blood. Each one of the hunters staring straight ahead, at the smoke. Bonnie looked at Foxy, and cocked his head. He was holding Mangle, close to his chest, like he was afraid to let go of the pale girl. "Foxy, can she walk?" He whispered.

Foxy glared at him, and showed a passed out Mangle. Bonnie gasped and looked at Foxy. What's wrong with him? He would have left her behind to die. Foxy believed in survival of the fittest. If Mangle was down, Bonnie knew the fox would have left her.

Unless...

"Oh. Oh no... Foxy, are yo-" Bonnie began to ask but was interrupted by a snarl. "No. I've long since forgotten how to love, Bons." The red fox denied, and walked faster, leaving the bunny alone in his thoughts.

Chica walked step by step with Bonnie, matching his slow pace. "Dont be too hard on him. You know what hes been through." She smiled a bright smile that caused Bonnie's lips to curl up as well. He looked at Foxy, who seemed to be whispering something to Mangle. "Yeah. I know."

He looked at Chica, and blinked at her. "Chica, you said that we were once friends. Does that mean we arent anymore?" He asked. The chicken hesitated before answering with, "Perhaps. I mean, you guys did leave me to die. As far as I'm concerned, Mangle is my only friend, and shes hurt." She explained, earning a shocked gasp from Bonnie.

"Chica. Yiu know it was an acc-" Bonnie began to apologize but stopped as he saw Chica walk away from him. Once again, Bonnie was left alone in his thoughts. He looked at everything around him, and sighed. It was all destroyed, every inch of it torn apart.

Freddy huffed, and motioned his chicken friend over. He wouldnt normally ask for help, but he didnt know where this "doctor" was. "Chica, where exactly are we going?" Chica simply pointed towards the grey smoke in the dark sky.

Night.

Things got bad at night. The creatures are more active, and anyone not smart enough, could walk right to thier death. Freddy sighed and nodded, feeling heat on his skin. Chica felt it as well, she began to sweat from the heat.

Everyone felt it now. Foxy panted, half from tiredness and half from the heat he was feeling. Bonnie wiped sweat away, and glanced around. He thought it was something chasing them, but upon glancing he saw nothing. Mangle stirred around, feeling like she was burning in a fire.

Fire.

Everyone looked forward, at the giant flames. Foxy blinked, and widened his eyes. "Holy mother of cracken..." He was at a loss for words, the fire was huge. The flames seemed to roar, showing its red anger.

Bonnie snapped his head back as something fell and trapped them in the angry flames.