TheFamousFilms FNAF 6: Afton's Secret Daughter (REBOOT)

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Storm's POV

This can't be happening again. I thought this all stopped when I came back to town! L hasn't contacted me in months and when they do they say this?! Why are they doing this?!

"Who the hell is this 'L' person, how do they know you, and who's blood is that?! Better question, why did they write the message in blood?!"

'You think I know the answer to ANY of that?!' I write in response to Jon's question.

"I was just asking a question, Storm!"

'Okay then. But again, I have no clue who L is or how they know me.'

"Well, gang, it looks like we got another mystery on our hands."

'Who said you were Fred, Jon?'

"Who said we were gonna let L threaten you, Daphne?"

'I'm not Daphne!'

"You're always getting into trouble like her, though."

'Touché.' I chuckled silently.

"Jon, you got her chuckling silently!"

"Like, zoinks, Jon!"

'Bryan, you aren't Shaggy. Justin, you definitely aren't Velma.'

"Just like you're not Daphne?"

'Again, touché.' I rolled my eyes. 'But seriously, Justin, if anything you're Shaggy and Bryan's Scooby."

"I'm not Scooby!"

"Let's just stop talking about Scooby Doo!" Justin was laughing as he said to drop the subject of Scooby Doo.

"Right. Back to L."

"Wait, L, could that mean-"

'Justin, no, the cops said that she was gone for good. It can't be her.'

"Huh...?" Jon was confused.

"What if it is Luna, though?!"

'It can't be!'

"What? Who's Luna?!"

"Long story, Jon!" Bryan and Justin yell out in sync.

"Explanation. Now."

'Jon, we'll explain later.' Jon sighed.

"Uh... Storm...? What does Twisted Nightmare look like...?"

Oh don't tell me. I turned around only to immediately back away as Twisted Nightmare walks up to me.

"There's no one there, though..."

"Oh but of course Jon won't see me just yet." T. Nightmare stated as he looked at me. Justin growled and pulled me in close. T. Nightmare suddenly disappeared as Molten swung open the door in fear.

"Guys! Someone attacked Lefty!" My eyes widened, I ran past Molten and in the direction of Bryan's pizzeria with Bryan, Justin and Molten right behind me.
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Once we got to the pizzeria, I immediately saw Left sitting on the ground with his head in his hand. He was missing an arm and a leg, so he literally gave an arm and a leg in the fight. There was also a long crack down the center of his chest.

"LEFTY!" Bryan yelled. I ran over to Lefty and looked him in the eye. That's when I noticed that Lefty had a crack over his missing eye, as well. He was shut down and it looked like he needed a lot of repairs before he could be turned on again. I noticed something in his hand, I took it and looked at it. It was a photo of his attacker, my face paled at the sight of who it was. I showed Justin, Jon, Molten and Bryan. Molten looked confused, Jon finally realized who it was after a few minutes and growled, Justin clenched his hands into fists and Bryan hugged me tightly. I hugged back with tears in my eyes and, just to confirm it, I looked at the name on the back, sure enough, it was her. I looked at Lefty and sighed.

"How did she even get away from the police...?!"

'I don't know, Bryan...' I wrote. 'But she's NOT getting away with this!'

"Agreed."

"Who even is she?!" I looked at Molten.

'I'll tell you later, Molten.'

"Storm, I think your throat should be better now. Try and say something." Bryan said.

"I don't know if that's a good idea..." I quickly covered my mouth after saying that I didn't know if it's a good idea to talk.

"You sound just fine, Storm. You can talk again." I slowly uncovered my mouth and sighed.

"Okay..." I smiled at Bryan. "I trust you. I just wanna know how she got away." I looked at the photo again, the eyes stuck out to me the most. I'll never forget the crazy gleam in her eyes as she smiled insanely before running off to pack her things and run away from home. Then there was the accident that her and Charlie were in and how they were thought to be dead after the accident happened... I was kinda hoping she was, to be honest, that way she couldn't do this again.

"Hey." Jon made me look him in the eyes. "It'll be okay."

"Okay..." I smiled. "I hope you're right..." I looked at Lefty, I teared up as I walked back over to him. Once I reached him, I whispered, "Don't worry, Lefty. We will fix you soon. I promise." Molten came over and hugged Lefty tightly, tears filling his eyes. I looked at his circuitry to see if she damaged any internal circuits or not. When I took a look at his voice box, though, I facepalmed. "Of course she damaged his voice box! It's gonna take ages to fix it!"

"I hate her so much!" Bryan growled out.

"Will he be okay...?!" I looked at Molten, I sighed before I nodded.

"Yeah. He'll be okay once I get him fixed." I went to grab Lefty and pull him to his feet when Jon beat me to it. He pulled Lefty into the back room, Justin and I following him.

"I got Lefty, Storm. You fix his voice box."

"No, Justin, I got both Lefty and his voice box."

"If you say so." Justin and Jon left the room while I got to work on fixing Lefty.

Bryan's POV

I paced the room as Storm began to work on fixing Lefty. I couldn't believe my eyes or my ears when I saw the photo, I could've sworn I heard her laughing from my last encounter with her before the accident. How did she get away from the police?! Why did she attack Lefty, how did she find my pizzeria?! I had too many questions to ask and not enough time to ask them.

"Who was the girl in that photo?"

"Storm will tell you when she's ready, Molten!" I snapped.

"Okay, jeez, no need to yell."

"I'm just stressed is all." I stopped pacing, I looked at Justin and Jon.

"I hope she doesn't hurt anyone else." Jon said.

"If she even tries it, Bryan and I are killing her."

"You sound like Afton." Justin's hood fell down and I sighed.

"Let's hope Storm finishes fixing Lefty soon..." I said. "I won't sleep until I know he's okay." I could've sworn I had said that last part once before. I held my head in pain as a memory went through my mind. Justin was laying on a medical bed and I sat next to him. He had a bandage around his frontal lobe, where his stitches - as well as mine - are.

"Daddy, is Chris gonna be okay?" I heard myself ask.

"I hope so, Bryan." A man said, I couldn't tell who it was but he sounded familiar.

"So do I, daddy..." I heard Storm say.

"I won't sleep until I know he's okay." I said before the memory ended. I shook my head once I snapped out of it. I didn't know what to say. Who was the man Storm and I were talking to? Why was Justin in a medical bed?! Why did I call him Chris?! Why did he look like he was nearly dead?! I was in that situation again where I had too many questions to ask and not enough time to ask them. I sighed and turned to Justin.

"I think we need to leave Storm here to focus on fixing Lefty in peace." Justin nodded and got up from sitting on the stage. Jon sighed before doing the same and, just like the old times, the three of us walked home together to keep each other safe.