Welcome, this is a reminder that this fanfic is an AU with OCs. Nothing in this fic is, or should be treated as, fact. There will be references to in-game facts that will be obvious but the subtle facts that are not known in-game or are known in later games do not apply. This fanfic represents prior to fnaf2 with facts from fnaf1. I use the same layout as fnaf1 so when I describe an area, imagine the first game's layout. Thank you for coming and listening to me ramble on. Have fun!
John didn't know how he could have missed it. He knew he was forgetting something but it wasn't until the fox was at his door that he figured out what it was. The animatronic took one look at him and screamed. He wasn't quite sure why he wasn't killed, but he would take it as the fox retreated back down the corridor to his little stage. John's heart was racing as the man on the phone was greeting him to his "new job". It wasn't like John was new, but the sound of the voice soothed him… that was until he heard footsteps and checked the cam for Foxy's stage just to see an empty curtain open wide. He looked at the clock and saw why the fox left before killing him. 6 am. John had been saved by the bell, almost quite literately as the generators kicked in with a whirl….
John's day started badly. He awoke with a start as he had the same nightmare that he's since he started this job. He dreamt that both Chica and Bonnie were at his doors and that his power was too l ow to keep it that way. Then, when he checked the cams for Foxy, he was gone too! He saw the fox run down the corridor next to bonnie and when he hit the door, the power went down and all three had access to his body, tearing him apart and pulling him into an animatronic suit. Nobody else knew of this dream. They didn't need to know. This was his burden. And since it woke him up at about noon each day, he went for a walk.
He went down to the lake, a short 6-mile walk with a beautiful view through a quaint forest. Though he used to hate nature, he has grown accustomed to it ever since he started his job and had to walk either half an hour through the forest to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria or take the long way: an agonizing 2-hour jog around the city with cars blazing past at 40 mph. The crazies that drove were the ones that cause John to choose nature. Though any fox, bunny, duck or bear he sees causes him to almost hyperventilate from visions of close calls and his nightmare before returning to the real world. He liked how fresh nature smelled, now that he actually has had to put up with it for so long.
As he walked, he avoided others, making sure to stay out of anyone's way and not look too out of place. He didn't like to be noticed. He chose night crew thinking that it would be easy, he could sleep and eat and not worry about anyone else through the whole night. That was before he heard the man's voice over the phone. "servos get locked up" "endoskeleton without a suit" "eyes pop out through the sockets" That last one made him cringe and he then saw why no one really wanted the job. Though, he wouldn't quit by any means. This was nothing compared to what has happened to him. Three car crashes, ten broken bones and two organ failures and he was still rolling strong. He was not going to die off to some wonky robots.
He decided to stop by the workplace to check up on things. Shelly, the greeter, noticed him immediately and beckoned him closer. "John! Haven't seen you in a while. What brings you to the side of the living?" John chuckled at her sense of humor. "Oh, you know, just trying to bring my kids to have some pizza" John teased. She rolled her eyes, "We both know that you don't have kids." She smiled and he sighed. "Well, I was just stopping by, nice talking to you Shelly" She nodded, "yeah, you too John" She walked over to a family that just walked in and John went to the back room.
He saw one of the two golden suits sitting on the table. "Under Maintenance" a note that was placed on its lap said. The suit was Doug's and he had to do paperwork in the meantime while the repairman was supposed to come in and fix the golden bear's leg. The springs were kicked by some kid and they dislodged, right into his calf. He didn't take much damage as only three were loosened, but it still meant a week at the desk and the repairman coming in. There was nothing to be done. John walked around, looking at the daemonic animatronics dance around on the stage, singing the same tune over and over again. He saw Jenny in the Golden Bonnie suit and bit his lip, wondering if that suit would be sprung as well. He didn't want to see another team member get hurt due to the company being cheap.
As he walked around, he saw the pirate cove and walked into Foxy's domain. The curtains were still drawn and the sign saying "out of order" placed in front stood strong. He began to walk away before a tune was hummed, causing shivers to run down his spine and the guard to turn and face the curtain. Foxy was humming his unearthly tune to perfection. John only heard it every night since the fox left his curtains the first time. And now here he was, mocking the guard in the middle of the day. John breathed deeply before going back to walking away and out of the establishment. He felt like the fox didn't particularly like him. Like he was a reminder of sorts to the rumors that have been heard. John shook his head. Those rumors can't be true, they were just rumors, he said to himself. I mean, kids getting killed and their souls being trapped in these animatronics? It didn't make sense. John made it to the trees before he noticed how sweaty he was. He began to run home, he just needed a nap….
The boy was all alone. He was staring up at the pirate fox standing on his stage, humming his tune. The boy, like the fox, found himself alone most of the time. Most were afraid of him, others were just mean to him. He wanted to belong. And, in his mind, so did this fox. Foxy. He liked Foxy. He glanced at the other children. A girl was smiling at him. The boy froze and looked around, confirming that there were no others with him. He looked back at the girl and smiled weakly back. The girl giggled and got up from her seat. The boy began to panic, not sure what to do. As the girl got closer, he just sat down and looked up at Foxy. The girl got to him and he glanced sideways, not sure why she was here. She sat down next to him and looked up at Foxy, saying, "He looks lonely. Are you here to cheer him up?" He wasn't sure how to react. He managed to whimper and stammer out a response, "I g-guess so…" She smiled at him and said to nobody in particular, "That's nice of you. I think he needs a friend." The boy breathed heavily before asking, "Wh-why are you here? D-don't you w-want to be with the o-other kids?" She looked at him confused, still smiling, "Why not? You seem nice to me so I wanted to spend some time with you."
Suddenly, the boy's vision clouded. He tried to get up, but couldn't for some reason. He looked around and the room was dark. He saw one sliver of light and, when he went to open it, noticed that it was a curtain. As he peeked out, he saw a camera. He waited to see if the little red light was on. It wasn't, so he hopped out, moving down the hall to another light. As he turned the corner, he stopped, seeing a man at his desk. As the man looked up, terrified, the boy looked at the clock. He screamed, noticing that the time was 6am, and began to run back to the safety of the curtain. He pulled back the curtain one final time that morning, noticing one last thing: the hook in place of his right hand.