Mangle's Story

Adjusting

I woke up as a spirit. A ghost, I guess. I felt gray, and I looked down at myself. The cute pink dress I had worn at my birthday party was now drab and gray. I got out of the box I had found myself in and looked around. I saw Leoni, curled in the corner. I walked over to my sister. She was crying.

"Leoni?" I whispered. My voice was echoey. And I felt like it kinda whispered in the air before I actually said anything. Kinda like when you reverse a sound.

She looked up at me, eyes wet with tears. She hugged me and we cried together.

Even though she hates it when I blast my feelings, if I'm upset, it hangs over everyone like a dark cloud. If I'm not happy, no one is happy.

Eventually, Kathleen wandered in. We got up and walked out of the storage room. We heard echoes of my friends crying as well.

Fritz was sitting alone in a corner, hitting the wall.

Susie was hugging her knees to her chest while Jeremey was holding her in a hug. Gabriel standing above them, growling at an unknown person.

Cassidy was standing by Goldie, which actually seemed to have blood seeping from the suit.

Cameron was burying his face in Blue's chest and they held each other.

Bianca and Bryce were sprawled out on the floor bawling.

Blake was awkwardly hugging Lauren while they cried and Charlotte was breaking down near them.

Connor hugged Brandon and they quietly cried together.

Brianna sat on the floor, staring at the ground while Parker cried his eyes out beside her.

Phoebe and Nathan sat and dealt with it.

And Jake and Jenna leaned against each other.

Leoni and Kathleen went to comfort Blue and Cameron.

I quietly walked over to Fritz.

He continued punching the wall and I softly laid my hand on his shoulder. He turned around slowly. His eyes softened and I hugged him tightly. We cried together for a minute or two before we slowly pulled away from the hug. I turned to the sound of footsteps. Elizabeth was walking into the room from Circus Gallery.

"G-guys?" She said softly, surprised.

All heads turned to her.

"How did you die?" She whispered.

No one wanted to tell her. We stayed silent.

"Please, I want to know," she begged.

Finally, Cassidy spoke up.

"We were each approached by the old Spring Bonnie suit. He took us into a room, claiming to have something to show us. He locked the door behind us and pulled out a knife. He took off the suit and then killed us all. I fought though. I fought. I got his knife away from him and then he shoved me into Goldie," she exploded, gesturing to the Golden Freddy suit on stage.

So that's why he has blood on him.

Elizabeth nodded. "You were murdered. But by who?"

Chills went down my spine.

Fritz lifted his head and looked her dead in the eye.

"Your Father."

Elizabeth's eyes widened. Her hands flew to her mouth and fresh tears sprang to her eyes.

"No, he wouldn't!" She exclaimed.

"Well he did," Gabriel snapped.

An awkward silence ensued after that. Eventually, Elizabeth convinced everyone that we shouldn't blame her for what her father did.

We ended up spending that first day clustered together.

The next night, a nightguard came in. And Kathleen got an idea.

I was watching her when she got it. You can tell when she gets one. Her whole face lights up. She turned to me.

"What's your idea, Kathy?" I asked.

"Guys!" She called out. All eyes looked at her. "So, we want revenge, right?" She said. We nodded. "You know how Elizabeth's dad works here? Well, what if we inhabited the animatronics and went after the night guard every night, in case it's him?"

For the first time since my birthday, people started smiling. We all chose an animatronic.

Cassidy chose Goldie, cuz she likes Goldie and she was killed in him anyways.

Elizabeth chose Circus Baby, for the same reasons as Cassidy.

Brianna chose Ballora.

Jake and Jenna chose BB and JJ.

Lauren chose Lolbit.

Blake chose Funtime Foxy.

Connor chose Funtime Bonnie.

Brandon chose Funtime Freddy.

Charlotte chose Funtime Chica.

Bryce and Bianca chose Bon-Bon and Bonnet.

Parker chose Plushtrap.

Nathan chose Night.

Gabriel chose Freddy.

Susie chose Chica.

Jeremy chose Bonnie.

Fritz chose Foxy.

Phoebe chose Mangle's Parrot.

Blue chose Fredbear.

Leoni chose Lefty.

Kathleen chose the Puppet.

Cameron chose Ennard.

And I chose Mangle.

We began trying to get into the nightguard's office, which he was surprised, but he survived the night. We did this over the next few nights and he started getting confused as to why the Toys and Rockstars wouldn't attack as well.

A couple of weeks passed and Goldie was shut down because people complained about odor. That was the day they found out about our murder. It took a while, about a year or two to be exact, but they traced the murder to William and he was convicted and sentenced to life in prison.

Another year passes and we've grown to like our little game with the night guard. One night, a young teenager walks in. He wasn't the night guard. I was asleep but Kathleen told me about it. She said that he looked like William. And even went into the storage room and walked up to the Spring Bonnie suit. She went and got Gabriel, Susie, Jeremy, and Fritz and they left their animatronics and haunted him. The teenager got scared and put on the Spring Bonnie suit. He didn't know how to work the spring locks and he walked under a leaky pipe. The suit malfunctioned and he died.

We later learned (from Elizabeth) that he was Micheal Afton. Her older brother. Kathleen felt bad and when Micheal woke up, she apologized. He never accepted her apology and has always avoided her.

Over the next several years, we began to call each other by the names of the animatronics we inhabited, though, of course, we gave the Funtimes nicknames, so it didn't get confusing. Funtime Foxy became Funtime, Funtime Freddy became Fred, Funtime Bonnie became Bon, and Funtime Chica became Chi-Chi.

The Toy, Rockstar, and Medley Animatronics became less and less popular and were thrown out. Lefty and I were able to stay though. Spring Bonnie started getting green and torn so we started calling him Springtrap. Fredbear became so torn up and old that people started calling him Wither.

Micheal was a generally nice guy, but the anger he had from his father sending him to his death (as he called it) made him bitter and hot-headed.

Then one day... everything changed.

Sorry for the annoying backstory chapters, I just wanted to explain my version of FNaF. Thank you for being patient. The good stuff begins next chapter :)