EDIT: Original file got corrupted, which was why it looked broken...so sorry about that.

ORIGINAL: A little side project I'm working on alongside Remember Me (new chapter of that story coming soon). I've read a lot of FNaF fanfics, but I haven't seen any like what you're about to read.

And I must say: this is strangely different.

I doubt every single person will like this story (not everybody can like everything), but I'm trying something new here. Anyways, I hope you enjoy.

PS: This definition from is important for the concept of this story.

Anthropomorphic - Ascribing human form or attributes to a being or thing not human, especially to a deity.

Chapter 1 - Brutal Abuse

Bonnie scooted back into the corner of the backstage room, pulling his knees to his chin and legs to his chest as he slowed his breathing, trying to stay as quiet as possible. He re-positioned the endoskeleton on the table to mask his eyes should they be visible to anyone peering through the doorway. The only noise the lavender rabbit couldn't stop was the fast-paced, heavy beating erupting from his chest.

His heart.

He started to sweat. Freddy would surely find him at this rate, and Freddy was damn good at finding things. His heart almost stopped when a faint voice softly entered the room.

"Bonnie…come out here, please."

'Freddy.' The rabbit thought in his mind. 'I'm screwed, I'm screwed, I'm screwed!'

"Bonnie, please be a dear and come out."

The bear's voice was gentle, though it sent chills down Bonnie's back. The second night of the second week was by far the worst night of his life. Before the night even began, Bonnie feared the worst.

And of course, the worst had came. The guard got off scot-free and was fired.

The prey got away. And Freddy was never happy about that.

Every time they came to life, quite literally, at the start of every night, Bonnie always wondered if I was a gift or a curse, to be living and breathing. Of course, it had its pros, but cons outranked the pros, and Freddy abused those cons whenever things didn't go out as planned.

Thump.

The rabbit's heart started racing as sweat came down his forehead at a faster rate. He could make out the large shadow of the bear in the doorway of the room. Look towards the door, Bonnie saw Freddy's figure with his eerie, white irises piercing the darkness, looking in his direction.

"Hello there, little rabbit."

Freddy's gentle voice started to darken in tone. Bonnie had been spotted. He felt like he was about to meet his end.

"Our prey got away."

Freddy took a step forward, making Bonnie wished he had died already.

"I feel as if you didn't try hard enough."

Bonnie pulled his legs closer.

"You could've made an effort."

Freddy was close enough to the table where the endoskeleton was. He slapped it away with a forceful backhand. It fell towards Bonnie, a part of it scraping the rabbit's cheek, drawing crimson blood. The large bear shoved the table away as his glowing eyes continued to mentally pierce Bonnie's mind, pricking at his sanity. The bear now towered over him, the height difference was well noticeable even when Bonnie stood up.

"We've played many a game with our prey over the years...they were fun, wouldn't you agree?"

The gentle voice was no longer gentle, but more silently sadistic. Bonnie gulped a bit.

"I'd adore playing a game with you."

Freddy flashed a glowing grin in the darkness, one that didn't help matters. He bashed his microphone into Bonnie's head, sending the rabbit to the floor with blood slowly flowing out of a gash on his forehead.

"This should have been the guard."

Freddy kicked Bonnie in the gut, making a silent "ugh!" sound escape the rabbit's mouth.

"But after tonight...you'll do just fine."

Freddy quickly broke the nearby shelves, letting them fall and crush the rabbit, piercing his legs and cutting his skin. His breathing became more labored as he bled out and trembled. Bonnie knew he was going to die, but he couldn't accept death.

It just wasn't in his nature.

...his nature.

His programming.

Things started to become dark as he saw Freddy stiffen, and before he knew it, something played inside his head.

"6 AM Reached - Day 10,923 of Programming Complete - Free-Roam Shutting Down For 18 Hours."

In his last few moments of consciousness, Bonnie never felt so happy.

Things became clear for Bonnie again, as if he had taken a nap. A long nap, more like he fell asleep. Of course, he knew that wasn't what happened. His programming reactivated, and he became his animatronic self once again. His vision cleared as he looked around. He was on the Show Stage, but the place was empty. Freddy wasn't around, thankfully. Probably tending to his brother, he assumed.

'Goldie…' The rabbit thought solemnly.

Goldie was essentially that; a golden version of Freddy. During the initial days of walking around at night, Goldie was just there, the outcast of the five. He wasn't exactly the most active though, due to his...condition. Bonnie cared for him, everyone did, but Freddy cared for him the most, while to the rest of the group he was more along the lines of a pedophilic stranger attacking a group of children; abusive and delusional. Really, Foxy was the only one who really could stand up to Freddy, but even then the poor fox was undermined, and seemed to be the one taking the most brutal beatings.

Freddy never laid a harmful touch on Goldie ever, though, and Bonnie knew why. They all did.

Goldie never attacked the guard much, but when he did, Freddy would help him get into the office, but even then Goldie would find a way out and run back to Freddy...well, not really run.

'His cerebral palsy doesn't help him much...' Bonnie thought.

It was true, Goldie had cerebral palsy, and was the only one of the five afflicted with it. He couldn't move very well, he couldn't talk quite clearly, and he was barely alive thanks to it.

But he always kept a positive attitude, something that desperately needed to rub off on Freddy.

-(End Of Chapter)-