A/N: This is the first chapter of my very first story ever I hope you all enjoy. I may edit this chapter in the future.

Chapter 1 - The last night alive

It was Friday evening and Mike Schmidt's was on his way to his fifth night at his shiny new job as a night time security guard at a deceptively friendly pizza place called 'Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria'. It looked ordinary enough to the outsider but to the insider it was a whole different world. The four animatronics which entertained the children during the day entertained an entirely new audience at night or should it be 'hunt'. This is the dark secret.

What had appeared to him as a feeble prank, you know: calling up the new guy pretend like the animatronics were coming alive and trying to give him a scare but this quickly took a frightful turn. Those animatronics did come to life for real and did come after him, to kill him. Free roaming mode what a joke he thought.

How did all this come about? Well when you're desperate for work and money you will work anywhere even a creepy kiddies place for next to no pay. But would he risk is life for small change? How are these things coming to life at night? How do they know to come after him?

It was questions like this which oddly lured him back every night to this dark place for answers or perhaps it was something more. He had freaked out on the first night but was strangely he kept coming back again and again.

This little game of 'cat and Mike' had him curious as well as making what would have been a boring night into a thrill. Mike paused for a moment while he walked, was he going crazy? Did he enjoy risking his life? It was almost like playing a high stakes 'game' of some sorts. One he felt the need to win at all cost but something was indeed off. Why did he want to win this 'game' so badly?

Why didn't he just quit? Why didn't he just go out and tell everyone what was going on in this wrenched place? He wanted to know why these things were going after him.

Who was responsible for this? Mike had tried to get answers form anywhere and everywhere his boss, the internet other employees with no result.

The only one who've had been any help to him was someone who Mike had referred to as the 'phone guy'. This was due to the phone messages he left him before hand to listen to the prior nights and it was because of these recorded warnings which without he may not be alive today. The 'phone guy' with whom he only spoke with the week before when he was interview and shown around was now dead as evident by the recordings he had left him. Mike still felt guilty for not remembering his name but from what Mike understood he had been there for a number of years and had a lot of experience and knowledge about both the animatronics and the company. However judging from the recordings he couldn't have be responsible for these deadly machines. But then who?

This animatronics had no one controlling them and they moved around freely at night. Their moves were all coordinated too meaning that there had to be some intelligent behind it. They even communicated with one another on rare occasions but he could never make it out what they said. It had to have been super natural.

Maybe the animatronics had some kind twisted satisfaction hunting killing someone or maybe he felt the same form besting his predators. Still a supernatural force was drawing him back. He had had nightmares every night about that damn pizzeria since he started caused a lack of sleep especially in the last two day. Still he wanted to go back to that death trap was he losing his mind?

Sometimes his mind played trikes on him. He would see things, things would change, he was never sure whether he could trust his eyes and ears. He felt like he was under some kind of Freddy pizza spell which made this place a near obsession to him.

Mike walked slowly to the pizzeria still spinning theories over the mysteries of the place. To save his mental strength he settled on the idea that the place had to be haunted by the ghosts of people who died of a bad pizza or something.

Normally Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria closed at 9pm followed by an hour or two of cleaning and setting up for the next day so all employees were well clear of the place before Mikes 12 to 6 shift.

The time was 11.55 Mike strolled to the doors locking them behind him and glanced over to the animatronics suspiciously.

"I hope you brought you're A game because you won't be catching me tonight, you sorry excuse for tin can animals" Mike said with confidence brimming.

As he walked past he could almost hear a grumble of irritation but he ignored it and confidently marched to his little office and with a yawned and a small stretch he readied himself for the night ahead.

The clock struck 12 as he sat down in his chair an immediately a heavy feeling crossed over him, he nearly jumped out of the seat as with a loud "kla-doof" the lights went out as the entire building went into power saving mode. It was almost Like his daytime spell had been broken and he was now back to his old self. All the confidence he had was gone in an instance and that familiar sense of danger jumped on him. Everything he did during each day saved for the previous nights blurred out of his memory almost as if they had never happened and each night directly lead into the next.

His heart and mind raced alike as the phone rang and nothing but frightful static filled dark mumbling could be heard. Mike grabbed both his ears in an attempt to shield himself from the nightmare fuel pouring out of the answering machine.

On the stage the purple rabbit animatronic called Bonnie began to grit its teeth

"I'll show you a tin can you stupid meatbag."

"Are we finally going to catch him this time Freddy" Said the yellow one known as Chica as she turned to the bear. Freddy the robotic bear didn't move but only a creepy smile. She matched his smile and jumped off the sage and towards the right hand corridor.

"I'll keep him on his toes before I break them off…one…at…a…time" said Bonnie darkly as he started as he hopped towards the left hand corridor.

"Maybe tonight, will be our lucky night" Freddy smiled

The night progressed and multiple attempts were made to reach the little security office but Mike always managed to close the doors just in time thanks to his heightened alertness. A few hours had gone by and the weight of his lack of sleep was beginning take its toll on him. He franticly checked cameras and hallway lights going back and forth while also trying to conserve as much power as possible.

He checked the time and saw that it was 3am and seeing that his power was at 52% he sighed in a silent triumph bolstering his nerves as he noted he had enough power to last him the rest of the night without the risk of running out of power but only if he kept his focus.

Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap! A set of loud metallic steps could be heard. Mike blinked and went wide eyed as he instinctively pulled up the cameras suddenly realising he had neglected to check on Foxy the pirate fox. It must have saw his opportunity and made a ran for it.

Mike saw him run on the camera and jumped to close the door but it was too late foxy burst in with a horrible screeching scream causing Mike to fall backwards out of his chair away from the door going wide eye as the murderous fox jumped at him.

In that moment of sheer terror Mike did the only logical thing he could do. He got the hell out of there throwing himself out of the opposite door and sprinted down the left hand corridor into the darkness. He saw Chica emerge with but reflexively dodged it as he flew into the main hall.

Since he couldn't see where he ran he immediately tripped over a lone chair and went tumbling into the middle of the room crashing into a heap of chairs and tables flat on his face. He lifted his head in pain coming face to face with Freddy's pin prick white dotted eyes followed by a gruesome scream.

Mike screamed but before he could move Freddy seized him by the throat and pulled him out of the tangled mess smiling eagerly at him as the other three animatronics surrounded him.

"gotcha"

They dragged him kicking and screaming to the back room. Violently placing him on the table Mike could hear them whisper among themselves but couldn't understand.

He tried jumping off the table but he was held in place as he breathed franticly screaming and waving his head around trying to find a way to escape. What he saw though only increase his panic.

It was these same old back room were the spare parts for the animatronics were kept which he recognised from his camera but what he saw was made him scream even harder. He saw other animatronics there which he was sure wasn't supposed to be there. They stood around him like ghosts all having pitch black eyes with tiny white dots all focused on him. Also a strange puppet unmoving siting at the back but staring right at him.

"What is this?! What the hell is this?! Let me go you psycho robots!" Shouting at the top of his lungs was the only think Mike could do in the confusing and horror filled moment.

"Finally the ritual will be complete" one said

Things began to flicker in front of his eyes adding to the horror as the circle around him began to tighten. This followed a disturbing scene as they proceeded to stuff him into a dog animatronic suit.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh!" SNAP-CRACK!

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Mike's head jerks awake and he feebly flailed his arms finding only salty water and sand. Looking around he saw lots of sand and lots of water with pieces of wood scattered all over. Was he on a beach!? He dizzily looked at his hands in shock. Something wasn't right he noticed a pain on his head and grabbed his head to investigate finding only blood flowing. His hand went to the front of his face gain it didn't feel right. "What the hell's going on!?" said Mike as he attempted to stand but fell back onto the sand and loss conciseness.