===Springtrap's POV===
What a pain in the ass. These cops never give up, do they? I could be long gone and out of this state by now if I really wanted to, but I still have my objective. The whole reason I roped myself into this mess. For Mangle. That's all this has been about these past few weeks is Mangle. I completely removed Foxy from the picture just so that I could be with her and I will be damned if I let any of them get in my way.
"H-hey Springtrap?" A timid, scared, voice calls out from behind me. I turn around to face Golden Freddy who has a fearful look in his eyes. The sight of it is refreshing to me. Being able to inflict fear like this it's... It's intoxicating.
"What is it, little brother?" I ask, my voice sounding soothing and sweet as the words roll off my tongue. Grabbing a chair and sitting in it backwards while he stands in front of me cowering, I stare at him with a special fascination on what he has come to report.
"T-the cops have l-lost you're trail." He says at first allowing a smile to crawl onto my lips. But there is something else that is weighing on his mind, I can smell the fear that is attached to it.
"What else?"
"I-I-It's t-that g-uy you k-k-killed... h-he's s-s-still al-ive." Golden Freddy is just barely able to blurt out, but just the news that Foxy survived fuels my rage even more.
"Dammit. Dammit. DAMMIT!" I scream as I stand up from the chair and throw it aside. Grabbing Golden Freddy by the throat, I push him up against the bedroom wall, choking him.
"What do you mean he's still alive?" I ask through my teeth as the rage begins to fog my judgment. I loosen my grip on his neck so that he can breathe and give me a straight answer but in all honesty, all I want to do is strangle him right here and now.
"I s-aw h-him today. H-h-he w-as w-w-with Ma-ngle." Again, I tighten my grip and watch as he struggles and fights for air. His face soon goes red from oxygen deprivation before I toss him aside and work on what my next move has to be. This certainly complicates things, but it does not matter. I killed him once, I can just do it again. This time though I'll make sure to finish the job. I will have you Mangle, even if I have to kill every person on the planet to get to you.
=== Foxy's POV ===
I've been neglecting the obvious. The threat that continues to stalk Mangle around every corner and dark alley. That bastard is going to pay for what he did to me and what he put Mangle through. But ever since I woke up I've had to lie to Mangle when she's asked me if I'm worried. I think that I even lied to myself. I'm absolutely terrified. The man has nothing to lose, which makes him all the more dangerous.
"Hey, love?" Mangle says beckoning for my attention as we walk down the noisy corridors of the school. I turn my attention to her and cock my head.
"What's up?" Her expression looks somewhat panicked but in a silent suffering kind of way. I stop and take hold of her hand letting her know that I'm here and listening.
"I just... I'm worried."
"About Springtrap?" I say finishing her sentence. Ever since I woke up from that coma I've been told that I should stay out of the light till the police are able to apprehend my attacker. But I cannot sit idly by as a crazed lunatic runs rampant around, possibly hurting other people. If he wants me dead, he better try a lot harder than a hit and run to put me down.
"Yeah... No one knows where he is and the police have no lead-" Again I cut her off, pulling her into a hug and speaking in a low voice as a muffled crowd of fellow students find their paths around us.
"It's okay. I promise I won't let anything happen to you." But she just shakes her head.
"I'm not worried about me. I'm really worried about you. When he finds out that you're still here, he won't stop until you're... until you're...." Her voice trails off as she tries to push the thought of me dying out of her mind. I just pull her closer and hold on to her for dear life because I know that he's coming. I know that he's coming to kill me and this could be one of the last moments that I can hug her like this. I don't care if I die. I have never cared if I were to die, but I won't die until I keep Springtrap from ever laying a hand on Mangle.
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Classes go by in a blur of seemingly useless information and endless lectures. Honestly, high school could be used as a form of torture. Everyone is trying to be better than everyone else and it just pisses me off. I step out of my final period for the day and head towards the exits at the back of the school where Mangle and I usually meet under the large maple tree that stands proudly out there surrounded by fields of green, overgrown, grass that stretches out until it hits the dense tree line. As I push open the door I'm surrounded by natural sunlight that warms my skin as a chilled breeze runs through my overly long hair. There before me sits Mangle at the very base of the maple, her nose in one of the books she's reading for class. The way her hair moves in the wind ever so slightly and the way her eyes flutter from word to word never has failed to make my heart a couple of beats. Never have I done anything good enough to deserve her.
"Hey, Mangle!" I shout out for her and waving my hand as I start towards her, but her attention doesn't turn away from her book. I try again but to no avail. Not being able to do much, I sneak my way up behind her, keeping myself hidden inside the small patches of tall grass. Once I'm upon her I snatch the book out of her hand and take a seat down next to her and pick up where she left off. She jumps a little at my sudden appearance but promptly snatches the book back from my grasp with a sour smile on her face.
"You know if you keep doing that one of these days I'm going to be carrying mace with me." She says in a joking manner. Though the thought of mace in my eyes doesn't appeal to my senses, especially sight, I still plan to keep doing it.
"You about ready to go?" She shakes her head and presses her back gently against the tree, looking up into the leaves and branches that hang overhead. The sunlight peeking through and creating little spots on the grass.
"The weather is warmer today, can we enjoy it? I've been so anxious for it to be warm again. It'll just be for a little bit." Her eyes grow big and beg me to let her stay out here under the maple tree. Knowing that I can never go against such a powerful force I agree and lay myself down with my head in Mangle's lap. She's right about the weather. Over the past few days, it has become warmer and warmer and with the gentle cool breeze, I am put to sleep within seconds. This is what I've missed. Being able to do this. Just to sit under the shade of a tree and fall asleep while being cradled by the soft grass, it's nothing short of being heaven. At least. It would be if I could get the feeling of being watched out of my head.
===Springtrap's POV===
So it's true. He survived... He survived and here he is. After everything that I've put him through, here he is. Unafraid. I swear to God I'll murder him. I'll make sure that he leaves this world a mangled mess... but Goddammit. He survived.
dammit.
Dammit!
DAMMIT!
DAMMIT!
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(Canceled) Before I Shatter (FNAF Highschool) (Book 1 of 3)
Hayran KurguFor as long as he can remember, Foxy has been alone. Never a person of consequence. A loner. So cold and distant that you would question whether he was every really there. But something changed. The loving kindness of one girl drew Foxy out of his d...
