Chapter 1
Hello again guys! So I don't think I'll make a prequel, sadly, but there's gonna be some Marionette POV stuff. So the first POV of the Marionette is before the Marionette was the Marionette. The human life before that. So, here we go…
~Marionette's POV~
I was a creator. A creator of puppets and marionettes. What's the difference you ask? Puppets don't have strings, whilst marionettes do. That was my life.
Make puppets and marionettes, and take care of my son, Vals.
That was, until he died. On his sixth birthday.
His father, him, his best friend Emmie, and I were going to Freddy' Pizzeria. Someone took him and four other children and murdered them. Their bodies were never found, but I believe they were stuffed into the suits.
The best part about the murder? My husband did it, wearing all purple, yet he got away with it. Of course I tried to tell the police, but they wouldn't listen. This town has gone crazy, I swear.
After a year of him being gone, I decided to get my revenge.
I made a marionette that had rosy cheeks and smiled. It had a black body with white stripes and buttons.
I sold this marionette to the company, and then killed myself. I don't know how, but somehow just knew that I'd haunt this thing.
They never even used it, the bastards.
They just put it, me, in the basement. Without any noise in the basement, I wanted to get upstairs. I'd bang on the door. Eventually, the put a radio with me and turned it onto a station that sometimes played music and sometimes played static.
Trust me. Spending about four years in a box can really mess you up. A lot. You cry tears, purple ones if you're a marionette apparently. You think a lot. You're always…thinking…. And thinking leads to plans, and evilness.
So when something turned off the radio after spending all these four years in a box, I began to emerge from the box. The thing was a white pirate vixen. I tilted my head at her.
What's wrong? I thought. She ran away and I heard the door lock.
That door would not stop me.
After a few hours I bust the door open and ran out of the basement. Except I couldn't leave the pizzeria. I sighed a demonic sigh and sulked back down to the underground chamber.
But then I possessed the white vixen into saying some words.
It's me. Save him. Save them. Save yourselves.
Later I overheard animatronic screaming and a conversation between Foxy and the white vixen, Amanda.
And then I was moved to a new location.
And that is where I took over.
Sorry it was short. It was written just to start things up. I'll post more tomorrow. Good bye for now!