*bang*
In shock Jackson stood in place, and only moments before he would have tackled Bonnie. He looked over to his left shoulder to see a hole ripped right through his uniform, front and back. He looked at the direction from which the shot came from only to see Foxy standing outside her Cove with a smoking Flintlock pistol on one hand and a sword in the other. She stood there a moment looking at her own gun.
"Blasted! Wasted me' good lead bullet on that one!" she yelled at her self. She then tossed it over her shoulder and back into Pirates Cove.
"What in the actual FUCK!?" Jackson yelled as he placed a hand over the hole in his left shoulder.
"*giggles* Oh don't act so surprise, mate. Ya'h should have known this would happen," she says, "Bonnie, lassie. Go find Chica and check on Mangle. I'll take care of this." She started waving her sword around. With out a moment to waste Bonnie went to look for Chica as Foxy challenges Jackson to a dual.
She rushed him, but just as she was about to strike he rolls out of the way and towards his cane. NoHe also took the chance to take out his combat knife in his boot.
"Hay now, I'm not looking for any trouble captain. Can't we maby talk this out, seeing as you're the only one who's actually spoken to me," Jackson pleaded. She grins as she leaps at him with her sword. Jackson barely blocked her attack in time.
"Listen here, lad. No one touches me sister's body and get away with it, yeh see," she says as she leg sweeps Jackson with her tail. He barely to catch his footing right after. Steadying himself he faced Foxy.
"What ever the hell you think I did is way off captain, I was just do...wait! Why the fuck am I even arguing with a animatronic! Nah, fuck it! Let's don't this you Caribbean furry ball!" he shouts as he goes on the offense. He uses his came is his right hand as his primary weapon and then combat knife in his left mainly as defense. He fights off Foxy as the sword and cane clash together and any time he missed a bloke he parise the attack with his knife. And so they went on back and forth until Foxy comes with a downward slash. He blokes it when his cane and slides it down until the handle meets the sword. Jackson then twisted his cane so the handle hooks on Foxy's sword and twisted her wrist in an awkward position.
Taking advantage of her vulnerability Jackson jams his knife in between the exterior body plates of Foxy's right arm as to get to the wires, and cuts them. This left her right arm disabled and made Foxy drop he sword. Angrily she throws a left hook but he had anticipated it and ducks down to cut the wires of her left leg by her her left thigh. It had the same results as with her arm. Foxy soon fell to the ground with her shoulder first before she turns to lay on her back. Looking up she finds Jackson leaning over head whith his knive to her throat. With the knowledge he has of there build he knew where to the wires connecting the rest of the body were by the throne, and Foxy knew it. The two locked eyes and, just like Chica, all Jackson saw fear in her eyes. Foxy closed her eyes and waiting for it all to end. But it didn't come. She's open her eyes and by Jackson's facial expression knew he couldn't do it.
*Bang-bang-band*
The sound of gunfire rings in the dining room along with the sounds of pain filled grunts. Jackson turns to in the direction from where the shots came from. There Bonnie stood white a horrified expression on her face. She had just shot him 3 times in the back with his own gun. Tightening his grip on his knife He slowly walks closer. In fear Bonnie starts shooting again.
*bang-bang-bang*
She shoots another 3 rounds. But it doesn't seem to slow him down. In fact he quickens his pace.
*bang-bang*
Bonnie fired another 2 rounds. Still it has no effect. It seems that her actions only go out to fuel his rage. She squeezes the trigger again.
*bang-bang-bang-bang-click*
She shoots until she ran out. At that price moment Jackson lunged forward and tackles Bonnie to the ground.
"Why aren't you dead!?" she screams.
"The answer is simple dear Bonbon...you can't kill what's already dead," he says as he grabs the gun. Jackson quickly rules away from her and load another clip of lethal rounds this time. "That and you won't get far with non-lethal rubber rounds...well not with my costume made ones anyway," he says as he points the gun at her, "my rubber rousds aren't meant to in any way lethal. The most damaging they can do is dig in to your body by a tiny bit. Definitely not meant for long range ether. But these aren't rubber bullets anymore." Jackson pulls the hammer back and amis right in between Bonnie's eyes. But just as he was about the pull the trigger he sees something in her eyes. Fear. The same fear he saw In Chica and Foxys eyes. There was a fear of dying. One he was all to well familiar with. He lowered the gun once again and stepped back. As he did so he looked as the time. It's only 03:32. "This is going to be a long night," he said. And just then all lights go out.
To be continued
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