the return to freddys: retold

chapter 3

Elsewhere, in Brooklyn new york, a mob boss sat in his office alone, starring at a newspaper. He had nothing else to do whilst his cronies did his dirty work, it is what they did best afterall. Fredbears had always caught his eye, he had already gained some wealth from his time in gangs and crime, but this seemed too good to be true, he had to see for himself. He stood up, and grabbed his fedora, white with a red ribbon tied around it, a peice of alisons past he kept with him. He put on his large red jacket, and walked out to greet the rest of his gang, rugged, unorganized, but powerful. "Gentlemen.." he boomed out, gathering all the attention of the present gang members.

"I have been hearing a word of a new, profitable buisness in blue ash ohio...
Fredbears family diner.." a couple of the gang members snickered, and alison continued "..i believe this could rake in more cash, more opportunity, for us, and more money for you.."
Another gang member spoke up, a taller fellow with muscles, covered in grease and cuts. "So, ya wan us ta fuckin go ta a shithole, for a childrens resturant? What a joke."

Alison smirked, before pulling out a revolver, and shooting the man dead where he stood. Alison put the gun away, and sighed, before smiling and looking around the room. "Anyone else like to talk shit of my plan?... no?
Good. Pack your bags, and get ready for a move, we are takin this fucking resturant, understand?.." the gang nodded, and scattered like roaches to grab supplies from the hideout, some heading back to their homes to grab personal items. Alison had the mans body dragged out back, he didnt beleive in mercy or 2nd chances, you fuck up, you die, in his words. He simply walked back in his office, he didnt plan on bringing much, just a couple suitcases of the cash, and a bag of clothes. He didnt have a personal life, he lived, and breathed his work, and his work was criminal.

Alison and his gang prepared for their road trip, and off they went, migrating from new york to ohio, it was a storm comming, and it was heading straight for fredbears...