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|| Chapter Four ||

//A/N before you read the chapter: Most of this Chapter is past events, the events happen at different times but they are still in the past //
🖤🤍🖤 || The Past of the Knight in Stripes. || 🖤🤍🖤

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"Its so pretty Daddy!"

"They're one of a kind, made just for you Bärli."

Lefty was suddenly lurched out of his memories when he was jostled. Currently, Lefty was sitting in the back of a truck with a bunch of wooden crates strapped down inside the back so they didn't shift and move as Jon drove. Lefty was slouched between two crates, his back against the cool metal of the trailer while his right wrist was laying on his leg which was propped up, and his left leg laying against the ground, his paw was tucked by his upper leg.

"Sorry about that, Left." Jon yelled casually the trailer where Lefty was slouched and hid. "Damn people can't even fix the damn road."

"Its fine. I'm going to power down and make sure none of my internal systems are damaged, that okay?"

"Go for it. Let me know if anything is damaged so when I pick up Davis and Reddy I can let him know."

"I will." Lefty said.

"No problems with Davis and Reddy?" Jon asked.

"Never spent active amounts of time with 'em so it should be fine." Lefty said, his words fading as he began to power down.

"Rest well, Left. You deserve it." Jon muttered, unheard by the powered down black bear.

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Marionette became rather used to living with and in Lefty.

At first, she admitted she was rather callous towards the bear, which was so unlike her.  Mari became known as a motherly figure to the other animatronics, and a close friend with Cassidy, so Mari screaming at the bot to release her while she was unaware of the other spirit cowering from the angry spirit in a prison of their own. Once Mari had gotten her anger out, and knew nothing could be done to free her, she then realized her angered fit was being watched by terrified eyes.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't even notice you." Mari apologized, approaching the figure only the little soul to scamper away and hide somewhere further in the blackness that surrounded them endlessly. Mari understood the boundary and carefully made it down to sit down, making her tall stature less frightening(she hoped). "That was so brash of me. I didn't mean to scare you."

"I didn't mean it! I didn't mean to take you! I couldn't control the programming!" The soul wept, almost sounding like it was begging for its life.

"Shhhh... It's okay. I'm Marionette, Your welcome to call me Mari." Marionette introduced. "Let's take this one step at a time. What was your programming?"

"I had multiple... but the main one it seemed focused on was finding and capturing you. I-I tried to st-stop it, but I wasn't s-strong enough."  The soul whimpered.

"I'm sure you did your best. Do you know why you were programmed to do that?" Mari asked.

"No! I don't know anything. My memory is in fragments and I can't figure it out. I remember some things before capturing you but not enough to know the whole picture." The soul said.

"That's alright, You probably had some memory damage due to bad conditions. You'll figure it out. How about in the meantime, I tell you my story. Maybe it can help you connect the pieces, even slightly." Mari offered.