Lost on a Requiem

by rapono

Many years ago, a fatal accident led to a series of grim events, forever scarring a children's pizzeria. But when a young man gets a job at the place he once loved, he realizes that something's not right. Nightmares are becoming more vivid, and he's been unable to keep a job, until now. Because at the place where fantasy and fun come to life, nothing is ever as it seems.

1. Teaser

Hello Everyone, and welcome to the one Five Nights at Freddy's story I'm actually writing. It is partially based-off of one of my former stories, Lucky Chance.

This story was originally being written during Fnaf 1 and the teaser images for Fnaf 2, so the story will have inconsistencies to anything relating to Fnaf 2 & 3's plot, as any details relating to those games were added later on.

Warning: This story may include dark themes, graphic scenes (blood & gore, not sexual), mental illness, and changes to the game's plot. Please let me know if I should up it a rating or not at any time.

Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to the brilliant Scott Cawthon.

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Teaser

It was a gloomy Friday night. Inside of a run-down pizzeria, a young woman fought for her life. Large metallic hands, covered in neon-colored fur, grasped onto her tightly, causing a desperate scream to escape her tender lips. Iron muscles began to pull her, dragging her to a doom she had hoped to avoid, but luck had not been on her side. She trashed like a caged tiger, her lungs heaving with the effort, but to no avail, as her captor's dead red eyes stared at their upcoming destination. One mechanical creature laughed at the helpless maiden, before retreating back into its home. Two others waited for the artificial rodent and his prize, one being smaller and the other larger than the floppy-eared robot. They grabbed the despite female, and heaved her into death's door, where empty heads gazed into her violent soul. As the robotic organisms prepared the shell of a grizzly for her, she gave a simple request. It wasn't her suit. Her's was the grey wolf, lying in the corner of the room. The synthetic animals were surprised by her request, but nonetheless fetched the metal corpse for her. Her breathing slowed, as she calmly stepped into the suit by her own willpower, the wires scrapping against her and the metal digging into her tender skin. As she tried to place the canine head on, the vibrant rabbit shoved it on and violently snapped it into place. A sudden gasp of air shot out of the woman's lungs, and was soon followed by an empty silence, which broke to the drip of a leaking fluid. The animatronics stared on silently as red liquid began to stain the wolf's silver fur, racing out of its eyes and maw. A hysterical laugh rang through the building as its mascots returned to their positions onstage.

The nightguard's shift was over. A new one would be hired on Monday.