(Author's Note: Here is chapter one to my very first FNAF story. I also want to give full credit to my brother Dylan-DragonFazFox for playing Mangle's character in our RP (roleplay), which I have now turned into this story fer ye all to enjoy. If it weren't fer him playing as Mangle, and if it weren't fer the great deadcrown1918, Kellylad13 and Ikran for inspiring me to even attempt to post this story on Fanfiction, well... It wouldn't be posted now would it? I would also like to advise any "Alpha and Omega" fans to check out Ikran's incredible new stories "Abusive Life" and "The Lone Wolf", I promise ye won't be disappointed. Also check out Kellylad13's amazing stories. If yer a FNAF fan please check out DeaDCrowN's awesome stories which are now posted on DeviantArt and show your support to these amazing ye all and I hope ye all enjoy.)

Chapter 1: Meeting the New Night Guard

Mangle's life at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria had always been perfect from the very day of her creation. She had her creator whom was none other than the well-known powerful Marionette, her "siblings" the toy animatronics, was great friends with the withered animatronics (despite their jealousy of being replaced), and she got to play with the children even though she didn't really favor being torn apart all the time by the little rascals. Her favorite part of her life at the pizzeria, however, was that she always got to hang out with her best friend (and crush), Foxy every night after the restaurant closed. She had even heard talk that the owner was planning on bringing Foxy back onto the stage and have her fixed so that they could both perform together. Life was perfect and she couldn't ask for better. But on one horrible day in 1987 everything she knew changed...

Her dear friend and crush, Foxy, had apparently done something so bad that the humans and fellow animatronics despised him for it, although Mangle never did find out what since she spent most of her time being torn apart by the little human savages known as children and none of the others wanted to speak of it. All she knew was that after that day, she never saw Foxy again...

For the next 20 years it had been the same every night; stay hidden and try to help the night guards survive the night, but Mangle always seemed to fail in her quest to do so. She knew that she was far different from the other animatronics in that she never made any attempt on the guards' lives, seeing as how none of them were responsible for what happened to those murdered children all those years ago. But one night, a new guard started their first week at the revamped Pizzeria, and Mangle was bound and determined not to let this one become victim to the others' fates...

She went about her daily routine while the building was open but as soon as the new guard came in at around midnight she used her various hiding spots to follow him throughout the building to his office, staying quiet in the ceiling rafters as the guard sat as his desk ready to begin his very first shift. Mangle continued to remain quiet, studying him from above. From her observation she could see that the guard was a white male with a nearly shaved head, two goldish yellow eyes in which his right eye was faded in color indicating he was blind in that eye, he was approximately 5 feet and 11 inches tall, had a medium build, and was wearing a white security shirt, black pants, and black dress shoes. She knew that soon it would be time to introduce herself, even if she couldn't be understood that well...

After a moment of silence the guard began flipping through the cameras on the computer monitor. From what had been explained to him upon hire all he had to do was watch the animatronics and make sure that no one tried to break in and try stealing them. From what the owner had said these animatronics had costed a near fortune to have made.

"How hard could this possibly be?" he asked himself completely unaware that one of the animatronics were hiding in the rafters right above him.

Mangle sighed as she waited just a bit longer until the clock struck 2am before deciding to come down, moving her nearly destroyed body and hanging from the rafters, a somewhat evil grin on her face as she swung down to face the guard.

"H-hello ttthheerreee..." She forced out, her voice a combination of garbled static and a gentle, slightly English accent, her single yellow eye gazing at the human. "Aaarree... y-you... fffrriieenndd?"

"Ahhhhh!" The guard shouted completely caught by surprise as he nearly fell backwards from how high he jumped off his seat.

Though he was normally a pretty tough and unscarable guy, he certainly wasn't expecting anyone let alone one of the animatronics to just appear in front of him.

"Wait! What the hell?! No one told me the animatronics moved!" He shouted partially to himself still to confused to reply to her question.

Mangle tried to explain who she was to the human, but his confusion and shock made her go silent right before hearing the phone ring, quite delayed which was unusual, but she allowed the "Phone Guy", as they called him, explain the situation, although she had heard it hundreds of times throughout the years.

"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, hello and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Uh, I'm here to talk you through some of the things you can expect to see during your first week here and to help you get started down this new and exciting career path. Uh, now, I want you to forget anything you may have heard about the old location, you know. Uh, some people still have a somewhat negative impression of the company. Uh... that old restaurant was kind of left to rot for quite a while, but I want to reassure you, Fazbear Entertainment is committed to family fun and above all, safety. They've spent a small fortune on these new animatronics, uh, facial recognition, advanced mobility, they even let them walk around during the day. Isn't that neat? -Clears throat- But most importantly, they're all tied up into some kind of criminal database, so they can detect a predator a mile away. Heck, we should be paying them to guard you. Uh, now that being said, no new system's without it's... kinks. Uh... you're only the second guard to work at that location. Uh, the first guy finished his week, but complained about... conditions. Uh, we switched him over to the day shift, so hey, lucky you, right? Uh mainly he expressed concern that certain characters seemed to wonder around at night, and even attempted to get into his office. Now, from what we know, that should be impossible. Uh, that restaurant should be the safest place on earth. So while our engineers don't really have an explanation for this, the working theory is that... the robots were never give a proper "night mode". So when it gets quiet, they think they're in the wrong room, so then they go try to find where the people are, and in this case, that's your office. So our temporary solution is this: there's a music box over by the Prize Counter, and it's rigged to be wound up remotely. So just, every once in a while, switch over to the Prize Counter video feed and wind it up for a few seconds. It doesn't seem to affect all of the animatronics, but it does affect... one of them. -clears throat- Uh, and as for the rest of them, we have an even easier solution. You see, there may be a minor glitch in the system, something about robots seeing you as an endoskeleton without his costume on, and wanting to stuff you in a suit, so hey, we've given you an empty Freddy Fazbear head, problem solved! You can put it on anytime, and leave it on for as long as you want. Eventually anything that wandered in, will wander back out. Uh, something else worth mentioning is kind of the quirky modern design of the building. You may have noticed there are no doors for you to close, heh. But hey, you have a light! And even though your flashlight can run out of power, the building cannot. So, don't worry about the place going dark. Well, I think that's it. Uh, you should be golden. Uh, check the lights, put on the Freddy head if you need to, uh, keep the music box wound up, piece of cake. Have a good night, and I'll talk to you tomorrow." -end of message-