CRUNCH!

A loud noise echoed through the pizzeria. It was a blood curdling crack, the kind you heard when someone stepped on a snail, or a mouse. Vincent wasn't certain what it could have been, but he assumed it was just the idiotic kids messing with the animatronics. Begrudgingly he walked his way from the break room out into the restaurant. What the noise had came from was not even close to what he expected. It was much worse.

Fredbear the classic bear animatronic crushed the skull of a child in its jaw. The mechanical bears head twisted, and writhed from malfunction as blood spurted from the child. The child inside its mouth made not a peep, and to Vincent's horror he knew the boy was dead. Unable to think of words he sputtered out a collection of random sounds. He couldn't think, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't move.

A group of four kids surrounded the scene while wearing party masks of all the mascots. They stood silently in shock of what just happened. In panic Vincent rushed to the limp child dangling from Fredbear's mouth. He pulled at the boy's legs with all of his might to set him free. After three tugs he yanked him out, but Vincent could now see the horror of the mechanical monster's damage.

The child's face was mutilated beyond recognition, and he only bared a few single hairs sprouting from his head. The skull was crushed into powder where the bones should be, and the eyes hung out of the sockets. Vincent gagged as the stench reached his nose. In shock he quickly called the the manager. A panic followed shortly after, and before the simple employee Vincent could grasp the situation there were police everywhere. Time raced past him as the images of the child flashed in his brain.

The police interrogated him for what he knew, and he simply just nodded or shook his head for every question. It wouldn't leave his head. He couldn't get the image out of his head. Vincent could feel himself slipping away, and he would never be the same.

******

"You're broken," A voice echoed in the darkness.

The child sobbed in the shadows. He was confused, and frightened. The boy couldn't remember his name, or even who he was. All he could recall was the vicious betrayal by his peers. Memories flashed through his head as he proceeded to cry. He couldn't look at himself. He didn't want to see the horrifying damage that was caused to him.

The distant voice echoed again, and he could see his plush Fredbear. "We will put you back together."

Unable to understand what the bear meant the boy proceeded to bawl his eyes out. A banging pain pressed against his entire skull, and it felt like he wasn't even alive. How could he ever go home?

"We are still your friends," Fredbear claimed as the other Fazbear characters appeared. "You will get your vengeance."

What did he do to deserve this? The boy was victimized, and tossed aside like a rag doll. No not a rag doll, he was a puppet. A puppet forced to dance for others enjoyment. He would no longer be a puppet to anyone. No, he did not deserve this! The boy plotted in his mind with ill intent, and made his decision.

"I will not longer be a puppet that dances! I did not deserve this pain!" The boy screamed while sniffling away his tears. "I am the marionette, the puppet who broke the strings. I will make them dance for me now."

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END PROLOGUE

Authors Note: Please be aware everything will not be completely accurate to the real story it is a fan fiction! I hope you enjoy this experiment, and I will write more if the feedback is positive. I chose Vincent for the name of the purple man as you can see because it's his most popular alias. I think it suits the character, although I won't be following his typical design. Thank you!

The story is mainly about what happened after the fourth installment.