Fazbear Enterprise

CHAPTER 11- Confrontations

   I couldn't leave them here. Micheal would try and escape or at least scream for help. I knew Goldy needed all the help they could get, so I stayed. "Hey Goldy," I said holding the picture in my hand. "Can you scan images and translate them?" Goldy turned around and nodded. "Of course, I have a wide database of languages. Why?" I handed Goldy the paper and immediately they looked confused. "Is something wrong?" Goldy looked at it more closely and nodded. "It's just confusing I suppose." I stared at them as they kept re-reading it over and over again. "It says something about 'The Ones' but I have no idea what it could be referencing." I looked at Goldy with intrigue and worry. "Well, read it to me!" Goldy fixed the picture in her hand as Spring struggled in the ropes. "The ones that are gone will haunt, the ones that are a danger still lurks." I took the picture and examined the little girl. She had a necklace on like the one I used to have as a child. A light blue necklace with a highlight of green and purple. I looked closer and say the braid the girl had. This girl, was me. "Why do you have a picture of me Micheal?" I stood right in his face as I spoke. "WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS?" He held his head down and chuckled. "Oh Isabelle, you father use me as a babysitter for you. You watched me kill those kids one by one. You were too young to know what happened or what was going on. You just watched and played along. You little naive brat." I swung my hand back and hit him with everything I had. "You used a young child to help murder others?!?" He shook his head and looked up. "I didn't use you Isabelle, I simply took advantage of you. Your tiny hands could get where I couldn't. You were a very big help." A big smile spread across his face as he stared at me. "You were nothing but a pawn in a game of chess." My face was cold, warm tears spread down my face. "So, I'm a murderer?" I looked at my hands as tears fell down onto them. Goldy had their hand on my shoulder. "You used an innocent girl so she could do your dirty work?!?" Goldy snarled at Micheal as they kept their hand on my shoulder. Then something dawned on me. "Wait a second," I said as I lifted Goldy's hand and walked towards Spring. "When I first started working for you, you said your name was William!" He shook his head as he stared right at me. "No, your mistaken. That's a cover up name sweetie, everyone has one." Then something else crept into my mind. Was my name even Belle? Was that my cover up name? "Is...is my name even Isabelle?" I said as warm tears coated my face. Spring laughed as if this was a joke. "Oh you poor, poor thing. Your name never was Isabelle. Your name was Charlie, your father picked it after your Aunt died. Isabelle was my idea." This made no sense, my father never called me Charlie. It was always Isabelle, or Belle. That meant my father knew about the murders, my father knew about everything. Yet he didn't stop it. "Why didn't my father stop anything, or anyone for that matter?!?" Goldy stepped back as I took over things. I hated it, I hated all of it. I kept screaming and crying as I yelled back and forth. "Your father knew he would never see you again, since his animatronics were involved he couldn't do anything about it. He had to let it happen or he would go broke." Spring showed angry when he spoke. "Your father died because of me," he said as he laughed, "he tried to betray me and turn me in. He acted like he did no wrong, your father made a big mistake. Your father was put in the 1984 version of Freddy, you poor father was sent to the scrapyard!" Spring let out a maniacal laugh as his foot kicked the table. Goldy walked over and smacked him as hard as they could. The bottom jaw of the mascot head came loose, exposing his gross entrails. "Your nothing." He said as his metal jaw moved aggressively. "You killed the wrong kids, you hurt the wrong people. I don't even remember my family because of you. You caused all of us an unspeakable hell." Goldy grabbed Spring's ear and ripped it off and sparks of wires flew everywhere. "You don't deserve to live in a metal cage forever." I put my hand on Goldy's shoulder. "Goldy just lea-" I felt a sharp pain in my arm. As I looked over Goldy's eyes for bright red, with my arm hanging out of their mouth. I felt cold, everything started fading. Everything went black.