I do not own Five Nights at Freddy's. Just my own oc.

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Twenty-one year old Christine Manchester was a recent college graduate on her way to a new life. After getting her Masters degree in Engineering and Computer Sciences, she was hoping to get a job where she could put what she'd learned to use. However, that plan was already going out the window when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a brilliant flash of red as an 18 Wheeler slammed into the side of her car and rammed it off the mountain path she had been driving on.

Christine didn't even have the time to scream as her once reliable silver Mercedes Benz became a death trap, rolling down the hill and breaking several bones, the flying glass flying into her once stormy grey eyes.

Maybe I'll get to meet my family. That'd be nice.

She thought, as the car continued to roll. After a few minutes of rolling down the hill, the car came to a stop, and before drifting blissfully into unconsciousness, Christine felt somebody gently pull her body out of the car. She couldn't bring herself to stay awake, and she most certainly didn't know that the person who saved her would truly put her knowledge of Engineering and computer sciences to good use.

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Dr. Rafael Bluer cold barely wait to put his experiment to good use as he gently pulled the body of a young girl out of her car, and carried her to his hidden lab. Quickly, after stabilizing and sedating her, he set to work, replacing her broken bones with mechanical look alikes that were designed to give her super strength, and, as an added bonus when he realized her hands couldn't be saved, having been completely destroyed in the crash, he replaced them with silicon bionic look alikes and connected the wiring to her nerve endings so that she'd be able to use them the same as her old hands, and thanks to them not having blood in them, he installed three claws to the underside of the silicone skin and added the wiring for those installed in the nerve endings as well, so they'd effectively become part of her. After doing the same to her other hand, she replaced the bones in her legs, the bionic replacements engineered to give her super speed and an unbelievable kicking strength. As with her hands, he quickly realized her feet had been destroyed by the car's engine slamming into them repeatedly and replaced them with silicon replicas that would give her the ability to climb up walls.

After giving her heart a mechanical upgrade so that she would never die as long as she charged herself, he moved on to her eyes. Gently removing the shards of glass, he sighed sadly when he realized her right eye was unsalvageable and removed it quickly to avoid infection from setting in. As quickly as he could, he replaced the eye with an almost exact replica that would give her night vision, heat vision, act as a flashlight if she needed it, and would be able to connect to the Internet by giving off her own signal. However, the one major difference between her real eye that he'd been able to save and the fake one would be it's semblance. It would glow a deep crimson red whenever her, as he called It 'Beast mode' kicked in. He installed it purely for her own good, mostly to give her bionic half an incredible boost, and would cause the microchip in her brain to activate, but it would only turn on when she was in a life or death situation. In case she ever had need of the boost in a more relaxed situation, he also gave her another mode that would have the same response, but leave her in full control of her actions that he called her, 'super soldier mode'.

He had just finished setting up the USB port and drives on her hands so she could upload any information she needed in the future when he first felt her start to stir. Quickly, he uploaded her language and fighting databases, so that she now knew every language known to man and every fighting style before stepping back to let her wake up. Deciding to leave her for a while, he left the room, returning with a new outfit that would allow her to use her new abilities to their highest potential. The outfit included a pair of loose fitting black jeans, Combat boots that would enhance her ability to walk up walls and across ceilings, a plain white shirt, black leather jacket, and a pair of fingerless black leather gloves that had slots in the back to allow her to still have full use of her claws.

When he entered the room however, he walked in to see one Christine Manchester sitting on the edge of the bed where he had saved her life.

"Who are you?"

She asked. Rafael smiled.

"I'm Dr. Rafael Bluer. The reason you're still alive, although, I must tell you, you were in very bad shape when I pulled you out of that burning car. Alongside the fact that from now on, you should probably avoid metal detectors for a while, seeing that your mostly made of the stuff now. I had to make you semi bionic to keep you alive."

Christine nodded.

"Okay, what exactly did you do to me?"

Dr. Bluer smiled kindly and explained all the upgrades he'd given her in astounding detail, and she actually seemed to be incredibly happy with it. As he explained her claws, she extended them fully and smiled at them, "This is going to lead to an unbelievable April fools day prank one day."

Rafael chuckled.

"You are most likely quite right, and as long as you remember to charge yourself in some way, even eating normal food, you don't have to worry about dying or aging. Ever I believe."

Christine gaped at him for a minute before nodding. Taking a quick break, she changed into her new outfit and jogged back into the room. smiled.

"If you wouldn't mind Christine, I'd like you to stay here for a while so I can show you how to use your new abilities to their full extent. It's entirely up to you though."

Christine nodded.

"I'll stay. I don't mind."

Rafael smiled at her, and they started their training. Within a month, Christine could most likely fight a bear and win, without the use of her claws. It wasn't long before Rafael decided she was ready to go face the world on her own, and sent her off with a final present. A midnight black motorcycle with a wolf painted on the side in silver, watching as she rode off into the distance, never to see her again.

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Months later, Christine rode into a small town. Deciding to look for a job, she came across Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, and an add that intrigued her to no end.

"Why would a pizza place need a night guard?"

She asked herself. Just then, a guy walked up beside her.

"You thinking about taking the job? The last guy's still alive, but he's going on leave for a while."

Christine looked at him.

"You're the last guy, so why should I be surprised that you're still alive?"

He chuckled.

"Before I answer your question, my name is Mike. Mike Schmidt, and you should be surprised that I'm still alive because at night, when the pizza shop is closed, the animatronics try to kill the night guard repeatedly until they either kill him and shove him in a suit, or the guy leaves and never comes back. Most of the guards die. I however, will be back in a month. So, good luck if you get the job. See ya!"

Christine nodded as Mike walked away before entering the building herself. When she walked in, she walked away to find the manager after using her fake eye to scan the building, she found him in his office cleaning.

"Are you ?"

The man turned.

"Yes, that's me. What is it?"

Christine smiled politely.

"I came to apply for the night guard position? I could also work during the evening shift. Actually, I came to ask if I could work starting at 6. I don't mind the long hours."

looked at her for a moment before hugging her tightly.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you. There's a loft above the pizzeria, it's yours if you want it, you don't even have to pay rent and you get your own parking spot. Don't worry about bills or rent, I'll cover it all."

Christine nodded and checked her watch.

"My shift starts in five minutes, so I'll get to the guard room. Thank you for the job sir."

nodded eagerly.

"Not a problem dear, not a problem at all. I'm leaving for the day, call if you need me. Bye!"

Christine smiled again as she made her way to the guard room and sat down. After making sure nobody could see her, she uploaded the link to the security feed and opened it inside her fake eye so that she could see all the cameras in HD at the same time. Relaxing, she leaned back into her seat and waited, continuously watching the cameras.

Well then, let's see if Freddy's is really all that bad when the people leave.

Giving the impression that she was asleep, she wasn't surprised when Freddy started to move towards her in camera 3. However, she didn't move. Just as the animatronic bear reached over to grab her shoulder from behind, she grabbed hold of his paw and pulled, successfully throwing the bear across the room.

"I didn't want to do that to you Freddy. But I don't want to die tonight either. I would much rather have a civil conversation with you, something I know you're capable of, being a sentient robot and such."

Freddy was surprised that a human could throw him so easily.

"Fine. I will arrange for the meeting. We will not attack you. I swear it."

Christine nodded thankfully.

"Thank you. Shall we meet here in an hour?"

Freddy nodded.

"What about the cameras?"

Christine grinned.

"I won't explain how yet, but I've been watching every camera here this whole time. It's how I know Foxy is running at the door. Please warn him that I have excellent timing and will not hesitate to slam his head into the doors and kill him."

Freddy gulped and passed the message along to Foxy, who stopped short of running to the doors.

"I feel I should run the other way."