In this world William Afton wasn't the one who died in the suit but his fourth child did due to a "prank" from his bullies, 30 years later after his brutal death he awakens and is found by an old friend, Scott Cawthon, but it turns out that there is...
William: "Wake up you filth, you need to go to school!"
I wake up from my bed, which is just a ratty mattress and a thin blanket, surprised i even have that. Then again, my mother, Clara, has always tried her best to make sure im comfortable and safe, but its hard to do when the two sto gest males in the house hate you for existing.
I hear my door creak open and I see my younger brother Chris come in with fresh gauze looking at my bloody gauze shirt, saddened from seeing my state. I smile to him to show my gratitude to seeing him as the first person this morning and he smiles back and walks over to me and helps replace my bandages. You might think that a 11 year old might not know how to bandage the torso well, well then you haven't meet Chris here. He almost seems like a professional doctor with how well he does it, and for that I'm glad cause it helps keep the blood from staining my clothes.
Chris then pulls out a small container from his pocket and I see that it's pain relief medication, I chuckle and pat his head as he smiles and hugs me gently as to not open any of my many injuries.
Y/N: "Thanks Chris, now you should get going, I dont want you to get hurt from the others seeing you with me."
Chris look up at me and nods before leaving the room, but just as he leaves he looks back at me and sees the plush golden rabbit that he gave me and smiles before closing the door so I can get dressed.
I then stand up and look at my torso in the cracked mirror and sigh at my condition. (Like the pic below)
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I then grab my outfit which consists of black pants, shirt, and hoodie that allows me to basically hide in the shadows more easily, I then grab my black fingerless gloves and put them on as to hide my bandages easier. Then I grab my bag and walk out of the room. As I'm leaving my room im hoping that the 2 abuers don't see me as I make my way to the door and for once I'm lucky enough to make it out the door without problem. As I do I hear someone shout my name and look to see my best friend Scott Cawthon, his age being 18 the only reason I still go to school still is cause I'm unable to do most of my homework due to my abuse and teachers don't seem to care. (Make him look a bit younger and that what he will look like)
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