My Dear Protege (A FNAF Fanfic)

Chapter 5 From The Inside Out

Vanessa was frozen in fear and a strange curiosity. She could see it was more solid and closer to her, only a couple feet away from her, waving all the while with the creepily goofy grin. It's whiskers crooked and wild. She was scared but she found the need to examine it. She got close and reached out to it.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" The distorted voice echoed. She reached with her virtual hand and ran it along its emotionally stuck face.

"What are you?" She asked aloud, as if it could hear her. She sighed, she must've been going crazy. This all was just part of the game probably. But, why would it mention Jeremy? It had to be tied to everything. Somehow. Vanessa let out a sigh. Heavy and full of all her stress. She took her headset off and rubbed her eyes, they had been puffy from last night. Her parents started another screaming match and eventually threw it at her. Her stress was above where it should be, she was working through the day and powering through her job. Nichole understood her pain and what she was going through, so she left her to one job instead of piling things on.

Vanessa opened the menu and made sure there weren't any glitches like before. Her vision focused back on the suited figure. Its smile boring into her soul. She stared into its lazy glowing eyes.

"Have you been the one doing this?" She asked, referencing the glitches. She hummed in question and opened the coding. She went through and scanned around.

"Wait." She paused and noticed the EXE file was gone. She rummaged through non-stop and found that it had already been in the files before the fixation coding was added. It surfaced after it was added.

"The hell?" She mumbled. Vanessa's headset produced a loud squeal.

"AGH!" She cried, throwing the headphones off her head. They hit the floor with the clinking of the plastic and a soft thud of it hitting the carpeted floor. With a groan she gave a strong glare at the headset.

"Damn glitches. Really need to fix that. I don't think that code update did the trick." She rubbed her temples. She could see the figure of the bunny suit on the screen, from the angle of where the headset landed. Her brow furrowed in anger, the almost sinister smile on its face making her sneer.

"I'll flush you out myself you horrid rat." She grumbled, tapping into the main code.

"Even if I have to take this whole damn game apart." She snapped. She dug through the files and found the execution file. She grabbed it with her mouse, it glitched out and turned purple. She could hear the squealing grow more intense from the headphones as this happened. It disappeared. She grew confused and searched around the files again. She found it again, in a different place. Somehow, it was out of alphabetical order from the rest of the files. Vanessa clicked it again and went to drag it outside of the drive. It glitched, producing a louder screech. She could hear it almost clear as day. Vanessa was getting frustrated.

"Stay still, damn it!" She yelled out angrily. She went to the search bar and typed in its name. She found it on its own now.

"I've got you now you glitchy fuck." She grumbled, grabbing it. It glitched and disappeared. She blinked.

"Did...did it just delete itself..." She searched around a little more. Her eyes slowly panned over to the game. The suit was still there.

"The name...It must've changed its name." She mumbled. Her hands crumbled up into shaky fists. She slammed them into the table and held back an anguished scream of rage.

With a slow pant she spoke to herself, "Calm yourself. It's just playing hard to get." She said to herself. She sifted through the files once more, finding it under the same name but a different file type. GT.jpeg. She raised a brow. It was changing its export file. How was a simple code doing all this? It was fighting back, hiding, changing to stay where it was. She glanced over at it. She scowled and grabbed it, taking it to the recycle bin.

"Eat the metal of the recycling bin, asshole!" She mocked, dropping it into the bin. She smiled.

"I did it." She looked at the file, moving her mouse in a few circles to see if it would glitch again. Nothing.

"Yes!" She celebrated, pumping her fist happily. The computer lit up blue and crashed.

"No!" She cried, gripping the side of her head with fistfuls of hair, ready to rip them out. She was practically losing her mind.

"UGH" She smacked her head against the table, basically face-planting. Her body slouched in disappointment.

She looked, watching the horrid glitchy being wave at her like it was mocking her. Vanessa held her face, trying to keep calm. She listened and heard the headset go silent. She turned and bent over, grabbing the visor and putting it back on. She looked at the bunny suit and her brow furrowed again.

"What even are you, how are you doing this?" She blinked. Maybe it was just that file, this bunny probably had nothing to do with it. But her gut told her otherwise. She reached out.

"I just want answers.... To all these questions in my head." She mumbled to herself.

"Hello?"

She starred.

"Can you hear me?"

She facepalmed, "What am I doing. I must be going crazy."

"You want the truth?" The distorted voice said. She perked up and looked at it.

"Y-you spoke. You...you...Said something different." She was in almost awe and a little weirded out. Could it hear her? Her eyes stared into his. His two frame animation stopped, he blinked and held his eyes closed.

His eyes opened and crossed together, straightening out. His mouth closed and he gave a gentle toothy grin. He looked like he was trying to be kind, either that or simply a fool.

"You want the truth?" His voice turned less distorted. She could hear what his real voice sounded like, british and deep. It was smooth and almost buttery. She blinked and shivered.

"Can you hear me?" She stammered. He laughed and settled back into his usual glitchy single framed animation. His eyes spreading again and his mouth a gaping smile. Vanessa shook a bit. What just happened?