A/N: So I'm going to be doing this story along with my Pokemon Fanfic. I'll try to get both updated regularly, sorry, no promises. Also, I'm open to name suggestions for my OCs. Feel free to send name's in for friends, family, coworkers, and random strangers. LET'S BEGIN!
Scott Cawthon owns "Five Nights at Freddy's"
CH 1
"Band Worse than Nickelback!"
I awoke to a small ray of moonlight filtering in through my window. I sat up slowly and twisted my legs off of my bed and hung them limply over the cold floor. I placed both feet on the ground, a slight jolt of chilling pain shootg up my spine, and stood up. I slowly ambled my way through my four room apartment to the kitchen, and started to brew some coffee. I sat down at my table and remembered the events of the pprevious hour that lead to my new job.
-FLASHBACK START-
I live in a small apartment, paycheck to paycheck. I had very little luxuries, except for my brand new PC. I spent a very long time saving the money for it. I had just been fired from my recent job as a cashier at a fast-food restaurant, so I had no income whatsoever. I was scavenging the newspaper for any available jobs that interested me. " anitor? Nah, don't like to clean." I continued reading. "Fisherman? Nope!" That's when my eyes came across a particularly eye-catching article that read:
HELP WANTED
Francesca Fazbear's Pizza
Family pizzeria looking for security guard to work nightshift. 12 am to 6 am.
Monitor cameras, ensure safety of equipment and animatronic characters.
Not responsible for injury/dismemberment.
$120 a week.
To apply call 1-555-Fas-Fazbears
"Hmm" I thought. Five day week, $120 a per week, and "injury/dismemberment? "What the Fuck kind of pizzeria was this?! I thoought for a couple of seconds, but all I have to do is watch a couple of dancing animals. "Easy enough." I thought aloud. Nightshift meant I could just sit and relax, flipping through the camera occasionally. "Ah what the hell! I need the money anyways!" I called the number and was answered by a friendly feminine voice.
"Hello? Francesca Fazbear's Pizza, a magical place for kids and grown-ups alike. How may I help you?" She said this in a monotone voice that told me she had to say that every time someone called. I moved the phone closer to my ear and responded. "Um, I'm calling for the job offer? I want to work the nightshift? Is the job still open?" I hoped that it still was. "Yes, our previous nightguard got...sick." She paused a little at the end and made me very suspicious. "You can come in tonight at 11:30 for a tour. Please wear only clothes you can put a uniform over for tonight. Oh, I never got your name?" I wondered why she was so eager to hire me? "Name's Jackson White. I still have one question, why are you paying that much?" I heard a soft click and widened my eyes in surprise and anger, she fucking hung up on me! Shit, I can't be late for my first day...night on the job, so I got ready.
I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth, changing into my clothes, I wondered why she had been so vague? Wait, who the Fuck was she? I didn't get her name! I looked at my clock and saw that I still had an hour till I had to leave, so I took a nap.
-FLASHBACK END-
I sat at my kitchen table and replayed the memory in my head over and over again, taking in every detail. I heard the coffee stop brewing and got a cup. After heavily saturating it in sugar and milk, I sat back down. Glancing at the clock, I saw that I had already slept for 45 minutes and collected my items and walked to the door. I got in my car and started the engine and idled for a couple of seconds, finding a good radio station, then put it into drive and pressed on the gas pedal. Driving this time at night was quite off-setting, the occasional headlight that passed by me only served to sparsely illuminate my foggy surroundings. I drove for 10 minutes before pulling into a large parking lot. I turned off my car's engine but left the headlights on. Spotting a figure directly in front of my car, shadowed by my lights, I jumped back in surprise and yelped.
The figure stepped out of my cars lights and under a close by street light, where I could clearly see her face. She had her black hair tied into a bun with a single pin through it, her green eyes put off an almost luminescent glow in the dim lot. She wore a green dress with a floral pattern that complimented her eyes, my eyes lingered on her breasts for a couple of seconds before dropping down and noticing her..slippers...what the Fuck? What was her name?
Seemingly reading my mind, she gave her name. "Hello Jackson, I'm Emily Fazbear, nice 'ta meet 'ya." She held out her hand in an to get me to shake it..I did.
-Emily's POV-
I took his hand, analyzing his grip, it was firmly yet left room for improvement. I took my hand back and looked at his attire, his brown hair slightly disheveled, most likely from sleep, he had different colored eyes, one blue, and one brown. He wore a smile that could melt ice, he had a grey hoodie on due to the chilling night air. He wore sweatpants with a small tear in the knee, he had grey sneakers on, obviously purposed for running. Good, he's going to need them.
-Jackson's POV-
We sat in silence before she raised a finger and beckoned me to follow. We entered two large glass doors and walked through the ominous halls, I saw poorly drawn pictures taped and stapled on the walls. Some featured a brown, bear animatronic, some had a tall slender purple bunny, others had a tall chicken in them. But the one that really caught my eye was the one with the pirate...she had normal pirate attire, and a fucking hook! This is a children's diner, why give the thing a hook!? I mean really?
We walked the halls for a little while she explained somethings. I wasn't listening for most of it except for a few parts, like one thing she said. "So here at Fazbear's, we pride ourselves in family fun! The staff and girls-" I cut her off and looked at her with a surprised look. "What do you mean "Girls"? I thought all but one of your robots were dudes!?" I asked her with widened eyes. "Oh, you must be talking aboutout the old restaurant!" She replied cheerfully. "We thought we would try all girls animatronics and see how people responded. So far people really like it! My dad was the one with that old cast of animatronics. I thought you knew?" She said looking at me with a furrowed brow. "Want to see the animatronics?" She smiled as she said that. I nodded and followed her.
We came up to a large stage with three animatronics on it. I couldn't see their fronts very well because their backs were turned. I stepped closer to the stage and gazed upon the animatronics. I saw a feminine bunny to the far left, a feminine chicken to the far right, and a feminine bear in the middle. I paled and my nose started to trickle blood, they were all naked, and had breasts! I brought my hand up to my bleeding nose and plugged it up. I whipped my head over to where Emily was standing and gave her a "What the Fuck!?" kind of look. She looked at me confused for a second before realizing what had surprised me. " Oh, I forgot to tell you! The animatronics aren't required to wear clothing at night. I reduces their mobility and makes them very clumsy." She smiled at me. "I don't know what you're complaining about? Watching a bunch of naked girls for the night doesn't seem so bad." She joked while raising her eyebrows up and down repeatedly. I had a large blush visible on my face and wanted to leave...Now! "So where's my office?" I quickly asked, still holding my nose. "Follow me."
We walked down some more halls and came across a particularly large doorway shrouded in darkness. I entered it and looked around, my eyes immediately found the computer chair in the center of room, and I sat down. I spotted my monitor on the desk in front of me. I looked at both doors and saw buttons next to them, one said "door", the other said "light". I pressed the one that said light, and instantly an erie blue glow filled the hallway. I thought that could be useful and shut it off, then I pressed the one that said door. I soon regretted it, because a large metal door slammed down and made a large "Boom!" sound that echoed throughout the building. Emily suddenly pressed the button again and looked at me with an angry glare. "Don't!Do!That!" She screamed at me. "Sorry" I said calming down. She looked at her watch and looked back at me. "11:55, gotta go, bye!" She waved at me as she hurried out of the restaurant, locking it from the outside.
I sighed and picked up my monitor, flicking through the feeds until I found the one for the stage. I saw all three animatronics standing there, staring at the camera...smiling. I almost dropped the tablet because of this but blamed it on the angle of the camera. Suddenly the lights went out and my camera feed cut of. I gasped and curled up in to a defensive ball. Soon a low hum was heard, the power flicked back on, but something was different about my monitor. It now had a small power percentage that read 99%. "Must be a generator. Saves money I guess." I concluded. But the thing that really got my attention, was that only 2 animatronics were on the stage!
A/N: So that was a little introduction into Jackson White's life! Feel free to tell me about any problems you have with this story. Also, if you want, send in male and female OCs, I will chose three to include, two females one male. So please send them in! Tell me about anything you recommend I do or give me ideas for chapter two. Review this chapter please! HappySapplinz signing out!