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I would like to start off by saying I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! Most of the characters belong to Scott Cawthon. Except for a main character, some side characters I made up, and...
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Recommended OCs! Yes, every chapter will have one recommended OC cameo. Just leave a description and I'll decide which ones will be put in the story. I also update when I feel like it.

When characters think to themselves it looks like this.


Chapter 1: And Lo, an Investigator Shall Come

The town of (DELETED) has been rocked by the murder of a small child outside of Fredbear's Family Dinner. The child, identified as (DELETED), was discovered on a bench, not breathing, by a passer-by. According to the police, there wasn't a single mark on the body.
Leaving us to wonder, what happened to cause this young (DELETED)'s demise?
Was it bad luck, or foul play?
But, with a lack of clues, eye witnesses or suspects, the case seems to have gone cold.

Jane sighed heavily as she finished the article. Janice Arbath hated looking at unsolved cases. It made her feel that the bad guys could; and do, get away. Jane was reviewing the 'Freddy Fazbear Murders' case file on behalf of her superiors. Jane was the only female officer at the Denver Police Station, or DPS. She had a long streak of catching criminals mere days after the committed crimes. She was so good at her job she was recruited by the FBI. She was very good at what she did, even if she was the youngest person in the entire office.

Jane looked at the box on her desk. It was filled to the brim with old newspapers, magazines and police reports.

How is it, she thought, that all these murders could be linked to a single restaurant chain? Was this really all coincidental, or was something more sinister taking place?

Regardless of what it took to get the answers, she would find them. She scanned through the contents of the box. She stopped on an article from November 16, 1987.

The Fazbear Murders and The Bite of '87

The town of (DELETED) has been shaken once again by the events that have occurred at the local restaurant, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

On November 12, a man, identified as (DELETED) was apprehended for the murder of (DELETED), (DELETED), (DELETED), (DELETED), and (DELETED). (DELETED) was a former nightwatchman at the facility. The night before he stole the costume of the animtronic, known simply as Golden Freddy and messed with the other animtronics wiring. He then lured them into the parts and service room and killed them.

The following day the last event was held, the birthday party of (DELETED). All was well, until a boy, named (DELETED) came across the animtronic, known as The Mangle. It attacked him, boring off most of the boy's frontal lobe. The boy is currently in a coma at a local hospital. It is beloved that (DELETED)'s tampering may have caused The Mangle to attack.

(DELETED) has been charged with 5 counts of murder, 1 count of attempted murder and knowledgeable life endangerment. However, with little evidence and the children's bodies nowhere to be found, it seems that this man may get away with murder.

Jane snarled at the article. To think that someone could get away with this! Jane placed the article back into the box. She looked for something more current. She found a news clipping from June 15, 1999.

Are You Ready For Freddy?!

Another series of incidents have sent the community into an uproar. The pizzeria, Freddy Fazbear's, has once again been the site of a series of gruesome it's reopening the restaurant has been subject to a series of complaints, including the night sift.

The nightgaurds claim that the animtronics move around at night and attempt to enter their office. In some cases they enter and forcefully stuff the nightgaurd into an empty suit. In most cases, the nightgaurd doesn't survive.

Local doctors claim-

Jane stopped reading. She didn't like the thought of being stuffed into a suit. It was scary. She set the clipping back into the box then closed her eyes and began to process this new information. Why did Chief want me to see this? Is something going on? Was Freddy's going to be my next assignment?

Jane stood, pickedup the box and left her desk. She walked to the Chief's office. She knocked on the door and waited.

"Come in."

Jane opened the door and stepped inside. The Chief's office looked like it was pulled from a 70's cop show; shag carpet and all. The Chief was an older man, maybe in his late 50's. He was bald with dark skin and brown eyes. The opposite of Jane; being 24 with light brown hair and deep blue-green eyes. The Chief was sitting in a large leather chair. He gestured at a smaller leather chair in front of his desk. Jane nodded and sat in it silently. She placed the box in the chair next to her, refusing to look at it. It really bothered her to see the death count; a total of around 90 people.

"Jane?"

Jane looked up at Chief, "Yes, sir?"

He nodded at the box, "Well?"

"It's... It's bad, Chief. Real bad."

"Then I'll only ask once."

"Ask what?"

"If you'll take this case."

Jane looked down and sighed, she knew this was coming. Chief made sure most of the cases she got were ones that others in the FBIcouldn't solve. And, in most cases, she solved them.

"Which remimds me, how's your arm?"

Jane looked up at him then down at her left arm. When she was with the DPS she lost it in a take down. She thought that she would have to quit, but thanks to Amicol inc. she was put up for an experimental surgery. After a few weeks of recovery, tune-ups and work-outs, she had the world's first fully functional robotic arm.

She looked back up at the Chief, "Yeah, it's alright."

"That's good. So, will you take the case?"

Jane thought for a minute and said, "Yes, sir."

"Good, good. Well, here's the deal. Freddy Fazbear's is reopened as an amusement park, called Freddy Fazbear's Funland. Since it's opening, 9 children have gone missing. The plan is to send you undercover as the newest nightgaurd. Your objective is to find the children then locate and detain, neutralize and/or eliminate the kidnapper. Do you accept and understand and accept this responsibility?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. The identity that you'll be using is right here."

The Chief placed a file on his desk in front of her.

"Good luck, kid. You'll need it."

"Yes, sir."

Jane stood and left the office. She walked back to her desk and sat down. She opened the file and examined her new identity. Her new name was Annabelle Johnson, a 29 year old Army veteran looking for a job that won't make her PDSD flare too much.

Jane chuckled humorlessly. Well, Annabelle Johnson, your in for a rude awakening. Let's just hope your PDSD doesn't flare too much.