Hey guys this is a FNAF story, but it doesn't take place in my AU. This FNAF fanfic takes place in DuskyAnimations FNAF AU, if you don't know who she is, she a FNAF fan who makes animations of the FNAF characters in anthro style, and she's one of my close friends as well! She has a youtube channel (Since I can't send links look up DuskyAnimations on youtube) Check her out! She also has a DevinatART and a Tumblr account you can follow her on.

Next chapter I will post some little facts on Dusky's AU for thoese who really don't know too much of her AU.

But yeah I hope you guys don't mind me writing fanfics on my friend's FNAF AU, I told Dusky about it for a long time, and she's okay with it.

Disclaimer: I don't own FNAF or Dusky's AU.

Runaway Chap. 1

Family Life

3 a.m. It was 3 a.m and a young wolf pup with grey fur and black-stripped paws woke up from another nightmare. The pup shake in fear, and slowly got out of bed, with a flashlight in paw, while he scanned his room, he saw nothing out of the ordinary tonight. He sighed, shut off his flashlight, and went back to sleep.

The next morning he heard someone making growl noises near his ear. "Don't look. Don't look." He said in his sleep.

"Timmy." A voice hissed. Timmy hid under the covers shaking more violently over the voice calling at him.

"No! No!" Timmy yelled pulling the covers close to him. Then a pair of paws pulled the covers away, and scared Timmy, making the young pup whimper.

The wolf laughed and Timmy glared at him. "Michael!" Timmy yelled. Michael looked different

Michael was still laughing, and whipping a tear away from his eyes. "Ah that was good." He said.

Timmy glared and faced his brother. "No it was not!" He yelled. "It was horrible!" Michael went up to his little brother making him shake.

"Did you talk back to me?!" Michael snapped. Timmy looked down and ran out of his room. Timmy took a deep breath, and looked back seeing Michael wasn't behind him. Timmy sighed, but once he turned around, he screamed seeing Michael right behind him.

Michael pounced on him and held him down tightly. Timmy struggled to get out of his brother's grasp, but Michael held him down. "H-Help!" Timmy yelled.

Michael chuckled. "No one will ever help you." Michael said. Timmy started to cry as his brother held him down. Timmy looked up and saw a tall figure walked in, he had black as night fur, and scars all over his body.

"Daddy! Help me!" Timmy yelled. However, his father just drank his coffee and sat down reading the paper. His father looked up, and saw his younger son pined down by his older brother.

"Michael get off your brother." The man, their father, William said. Michael growled, and let go of Timmy, who quickly ran to the table and sat down. Timmy looked down seeing his father just ignoring him, he was like this when his mother committed suicide not too long ago, before he used to care of him, pat him on the head, and take him places, but then he started bonding with his older sister.

Then a young female wolf with light yellow fur came downstairs with a smile. Timmy looked at his father, who smiled at his sister. "Morning Hazel." He said.

"Morning daddy!" Hazel said with a big smile on her face. William smiled and kissed his daughter on the cheek. Hazel blushed and went to sit next to her little brother.

Timmy gave a small smile to his sister, and saw she was the only one to care for him. Well, sorta, after their mother's death, Hazel spent time with her father more. To Timmy he thought due to Hazel looking so much like her mother, his father might of felt lonely and missed her, so with Hazel around and alive it makes his father happy, but he was happy that Hazel still like and cared for him.

"Morning Timmy." Hazel said ruffling Timmy's head. Timmy smiled back, as Hazel sat down between him and his brother. Timmy smiled and enjoyed his breakfast, and after that just watched TV the whole day with his Fredbear plushie. Timmy saw his sister come in and sit next to him.

"Hey Timmy are you doing anything?" Hazel asked.

"No not at the moment." Timmy replied shaking his head. Hazel smiled and sat next to him. Timmy smiled and rested his head on Hazel's chest like he used to with his mom. Hazel smiled and rubbed her brother's head, making the later smile.