Forgotten (Foxy fanfic)

Chapter 30

~Foxy's POV~

Well, it was the day. The day that Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria was open again. And the day we were all officially replaced.

I heard what seemed to be the new Freddy singing. At least it was finally a different song.

I heard a lot of kids screaming happily and a few things snapping. I also heard a man yelling, but I couldn't tell what he was saying.

At one point I heard a jack-in-the-box play, and a weird repetitive hello from some kid, but I didn't care. They weren't what I wanted to 'take care of'.

At 12:00 a.m., I saw a security guard go to an office. There were no doors. Good, this should be easy.

I tried to get up out of the room, but Freddy held me down.

"Freddy, let me go."

"No. We don't know what we're dealing with yet. We have to at least wait until we understand."

So, I waited until the next night when Freddy finally let me go. I went into the hallway in front of the security guard.

He put on a Freddy mask which I assumed was to make me think it was Freddy and not hurt him. Trust me, looking like Freddy only makes me want to hurt you more.

"Why are these things coming out? Shouldn't they be, like, dead or something? They're basically 'Out of Order'." The guy said.

As soon as he said 'Out of Order', I jumped on him, making the both of us fall backwards on the office chair.

"Out of Order, really? I don't think I'm 'Out of Order'.

He whimpered a little and I slit his throat with my hook.

I went back to the room when I saw Freddy pinning the new version of him to the wall. The new version looked like a toy.

"Nobody replaces me. Nobody takes my life away." Freddy punched his replacement a few times.

"Well, now, you're all just worthless trash that's used to fix us." Freddy 2.0 said.

Freddy would have gotten mad, but he knew it was true. They had just taken from us what they needed for the new versions. Bonnie still hasn't talked since he got his face removed.

I went to break up the fight between the Freddys, when something grabbed me and pulled me to some room. There was a few mechanical parts strewn around. I even saw what I hope was an animatronic eye.

Where am I?

"Who are you and what are you doing?" I asked.

A creature steppes out of the shadows. I couldn't even tell what it was. It looked like an animatronic, but it's body looked silver. I couldn't tell if it was the costume or the endoskeleton.

"Who are you?" I asked again.

"They call me The Mangle..."