A/N: This chapter's been edited!

Okay so I know this type of story has been done dozens of times and it will probably be similar to the other stories on here, but I just felt like writing one okay. Haven't played the game much so some stuff may be fuzzy

Cassie was an unfortunate type of girl. Always an outcast and a bit of a loner, she had dreams where her former high school peers would drop jaws after seeing her Xanga page consistently reminding them about how successful and pretty and well-traveled and everythingunderthesun Cassie would have been when she were to reach college. Yet, those fantasies dissipated when reality crept its way into the picture.

Because Cassie was, and had always been, a loser, at least in the eyes of herself and her family. Her situation had barely changed since high school: most of her days and nights consisted of playing computer games and browsing the internet after she dropped out of college and moved back to her parents' place. Cassie's parents were disappointed, to say the least. Why couldn't their daughter have been like her older brother, working and studying his butt off at NYU?

Cassie asked this question herself as she sat in the dark in her room, filled with garbage and clothes piled high, on a fine Sunday morning. She then heard a knock at the door, and before she could appropriately react, her mother barged in. Cassie's mother was livid as she spewed threats, shouting to Cassie that if she continued to sit on her ass all day and night and not go to college that the least she could do was get a job, or else she'd kick her out of the house.

Unfortunately, Cassie was living in a small town where jobs were hard to find, especially for a girl with absolutely no prior experience: no one would dare hire her.

Cassie was about to give up until, while she was scanning the newspaper for the Sunday colored comics, an ad caught her eye. "Freddy Fazbear's Pizza!" It read, "$120 a week for 30 hours!"

Hardly enough money to even live in a motel bathroom, yet that was expected of a place like Freddy's. Freddy's had sort of a bad reputation these days after it had been through a long and dibilitating road. First, it briefly closed down for a few years after some sort of incident in the late '80's. It re-opened years later, closed down again in the nineties for some unknown reason, which all finally lead up to Freddy's opening its doors again two weeks ago while supposedly being under new management.

Freddy's was also rumored to have been haunted, with Cassie remembering a few scary stories told by her brother about how ghosts roam the place with a vengeance, seeking to murder employees who look a little too weird for their liking...

Or something like that. Cassie didn't really care anyway. She didn't even care that it was the night shift, she'd rather be surrounded by murderous ghosts than have her mother scream at the top of her lungs. It was time for her to take action.

The next day, Cassie mother drove her to Freddy's. Her mother wasn't too happy about how her daughter would be working nights and probably sleeping until late in the afternoon, but it was at least something to get her out of the house and out of her damn hair.

"You better get this job, Cassie."

"I know..."

"You can't keep on pulling this bullshit! Your father and I are tired of it! You're wasting your life away!"

Cassie rolled her eyes, but she knew her mother was right. After a few more minutes, they arrived at Freddy's and Cassie walked in, taking in her surroundings. It had been years since she had been to Freddy's. Nothing had really changed except that it was a little cleaner and had some new equipment. But the familiar smell of cheap cafeteria pizza lingered, along with the wherr and buzz of some of the rides and games that had been there since she was a little girl.

Cassie stopped reminiscing and sighed, nerves bubbling as she walked up to a pretty female employee working behind the prize counter.

Oh God don't mess up don't mess up don't mess-

"Hello!"

Cassie froze. "H-Hi! I'm here for..."

The woman looked at her. "...how can I help you?"

"I-Interview..."

The woman thought for a moment before piping up, "Oh yeah! Let me get my manager."

Cassie nodded, what a relief! A few moments later the woman came back with a man walking behind her. He was a young-looking, slightly overweight, scruffy guy with greasy hair, dressed in a Wal-Mart Oxford button down and khakis to match. He extended a hand.

"Hi there! I'm the manager! Uh-" He was still shaking her hand when he started to stare at her. "Don't tell me...um-"

"Cassie,"

"Right, Cassie. Don't tell me that you're here for the night shift?"

"Um, yes," Cassie replied. "Is that okay? I mean-"

"Well..." He continued to look at her thoughtfully. "Huh. Okay. How about we head to the backroom?"

Cassie obliged and off they went, and as they passed by the stage, she did a double take. The animatronics! She had almost forgotten about them, the friendly-but-also-super-creepy characters that were the definition of the entertainment establishment itself! There was Freddy's namesake, Freddy; Bonnie the Bunny; Chica the Duck- Cassie's favorite!- and...

In the back of her mind, Cassie recalled one more member. But what animal was it? A dog? A lion-?

"Looking at our star performers, are we?" The manager said as he walked up on stage and slung an arm around Freddy. "Good buddies of mine! I'd like to invite them over for a beer, but they don't drink! Well, at least I know Chica wouldn't! She'd rather have a slice of pizza."

Cassie raised an eyebrow. He seemed a tad bit off. ButCassie still had to admire his dedication to Freddy's. "Yeah! I loved these guys as a kid! But, wasn't there another one or am I missing something?"

"Nope! Foxy's hidden behind the curtains being repaired. He's been out of commission after some minor...mishaps, if you remember, from many years ago. But now he's coming back tonight! And he's gonna be better than ever!"

Cassie eyed the animatronics for another brief moment. She then felt a chill up her spine, as if one of them was watching her. She shrugged it off, though. Of course she was anxious, animatronics are always kind of creepy! There was nothing to worry about.

Cassie's thoughts gave her some relief as she continued to follow the manager into his office.

"All right, Miss Cassandra," the manager said as he settled into his rolling chair.

"Yessir."

"Now let's be honest. I wasn't expecting a little girl to show up here today asking to become some rough-and-tough security guard."

A little girl?! Cassie thought.

"Let's take a look at your application. You're only 21, have zero job experience, you look like that if someone broke in they could squash you..."

"Uh, well-"

"HAH!" The manager laughed as he slammed a hand on his desk, making Cassie jump. "Just kidding! No one breaks into a freaking family fun center, at least not yet they haven't. You SHOULD be fine!"

"Oh! Hahaha!" Cassie laughed nervously.

"It doesn't take a freakin' genius to work the night shift! I even worked here as the security guard when I was your age, about 10 or so years ago." The manager played with a pen in his hands. "But I am pretty smart if I do say so myself, I almost got a perfect 100 on an IQ test! And now I'm even the new head of this place!"

Cassie inwardly moaned. Oh, Christ.

"So, anyway, why on Earth would you choose to work here? What's your motivation?"

"Well, to be honest, sir, I-"

"You need the money, right? Yeah, not many kids come lining up to apply for their dream job as night guard at Freddy's."

"Hah, yeah. I guess not."

"But we're pretty desperate right now, what with our reopening and all." The manager leaned back, reflecting in his chair. "Yup, being the night guard sure did change my life. I had some...interesting experiences."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah. And I'll tell you what-" he adjusted his seat, "-let's make this temporary for now, see if you can handle this week. Can you start tonight?"

Cassie grinned. "Of course!"

"Great!" The manager smiled and handed her a few pieces of paper. "Just need you to sign some liability forms and you'll be all set!"

"...liability forms?" Cassie questioned.

"Oh you know, just in case you get hurt on the job or yadda yadda yadda. But things have changed since I worked here, so that's probablysortofnotgoingtohappenmaybe."

Cassie didn't have a good feeling about this. "O-Okay," she said as she finished signing the papers.

"Allrighty! So be here by 11:45 tonight, okay?" He smiled. "Oh yeah, and you can call me Mike!"

Chapter 1 over and done with! Leave some criticism/suggestions if you'd like.