this what happens when I am bored and needs to write something, that and I for quite a while wanted to do this story after I made a drawing (this story's image) about this.
the only thing there kept me from writing this was lack of a plot. I think I got it now, so... here goes!

this happens in the Facing the Past universe, I am still a bit unsure how much it is going to link to that and Confronting the Future. guess only time will tell.

enjoy!

The sun is about to set, casting long shadows into this old and ramshackle mansion. The police there investigated the kidnapping there turned into a very strange and still unexplained crime scene with the kidnapper found dead outside with an old knife relic in his stomach. Many of the locals there heard of this all thought the same, that the one the kidnapper took had used the knife as self-defense. But for one fifteen-year-old boy, he thinks it was something else there killed that guy. After the police left the place to be forgotten once again, this boy went inside, first to see if there was anything there pointed to this battle between kidnapper and victim, there is and the boy takes a moment to get the details right in his mind so he can tell his friends about it in school tomorrow. He walks upstairs, picking up one of the splinters from the broken railing, wonders if the victim fought with the kidnapper and both fell down from here during the struggle or if the victim jumped over in an attempt to get away? He wouldn't know unless someone tells him, good thing he has a unique ability. Leaving the spot, the boy heads outside. Here he finds the best source of intel of what might have happened here. Hopefully, this isn't one of the stupid ones. "Hey, you know how that man died?" He asks this misty humanoid form there looks as if sitting up against the nearby wall. It took him some years, but he now understands that these misty shapes are dead people and the closer to white, the friendlier they are. Black ones he needs to stay as far away as possible. He learned that when one of those tried to kill him, fortunately, that spirit was one of the weak ones so all it really could do was scream at him and scare him out of his mind for months. This one is grey, so this young spirit watcher has brought some salt with him. Hopefully, the stories that spirits don't like that stuff is real.

The spirit looks up, stares at him for a moment, then asks. 'you can see me?'

Oh good, this is one of the smarter ones, the stupid ones are so stuck in their own little world that speaking with them is impossible. "Yeah, I can see you. So, you saw how that kidnapper died?" He asks the spirit, does prepare himself to throw the salt when this grey spirit gets on its feet and starts to walk over to him.

'I did. What is your name?'

The boy smirks weakly. "I rather not tell, books say that spirits can possess me if I tell them my name."

'They do not need a name for such things. Only strong spirits can possess living beings, but never fully.' The spirit explains as it slowly walks around the bit nervous boy.

This spirit is way more aware than anyone he has ever met, it's like speaking with a live person. "Yeah? How do you know?" He asks it, refusing to show he is a bit worried about this observation he made.

The spirit stops and turns to him, revealing a pair of black dots there works as eyes. 'I have done possessions a few times.'

… Okay, that's the queue to get the hell out. He turns around and quickly leaves the area, does stop when this spirit appears before him.

'Don't leave, I won't harm you.'

"Yeah right." He snorts and keeps on walking, surprisingly the spirit walks beside him, again like a live person.

'Look, I don't want to be here, but something is keeping me trapped in this in-between.'

"So you're asking me to help you?"

'Maybe, I don't know...' The spirit stops, he does as well, caught in his curiosity what's the deal is with this strange spirit. The spirit is silence for a painfully long time, then, with its eyes back to him, it says slowly. 'I thought I could leave when he died. But I am still trapped. I don't know why- I shouldn't have anything to keep me here.' Then it suddenly disappears, leaving a very confused boy behind.

The boy hesitates, then, slowly he walks back home, wondering what's the deal was with that strange and bit unnerving spirit.

Back home and in his room, the boy decides to forget about the spirit and after have turned on his computer, returns to the fanfiction he has been writing. Nothing serious, just a fun thought from when he visited the new Freddy's and saw the animatronics updated forms, that and he saw his dad's favorite movie not long ago.

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Inside New York City's university, a young brown bear sat before two "students" who tried to prove they possessed paranormal abilities, but so far all they proved was their bragging was filled with hot air.

Still, there were still a few minutes left before this class is over and he was sure he could keep up the facade just a few more moment. "Alright, concentrate now." He took up yet another piece of paper, only showing the back of it to the male hawk before him. The hawk truly concentrated even took his feather fingers up to his temple like this would help him. "Square." He said and Freddy wasn't at all surprised that he got it wrong. He showed the front to the young hawk. "No, star." And reached out for the electric device–

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'What are you writing?'

The boy swears he jumps at least a meter up in the air, for when he lands, he is on the floor, staring at the strange spirit. It ignores him, busier reading his story.

'Freddy would never do such a thing.' The spirit remarks. 'He's too stuck up in following the book. Sounds more like –' to then winch when a handful of salt gets thrown at it. It teleports away, getting the message. 'Alright, I get it, you don't want me here.'

Well, it didn't work as well as hoped but at least it did something. The boy gets up to his feet and although a bit scared the spirit followed him, he refuses to let it shows. "I don't like having dead people in my home." He tells the spirit hard and about to tell it to get out but then stops himself when he realizes what it said before. "Hold up, you know Freddy Fazbear?"

'I do.'

"What? You were a fan before you died?"

'…. Something like that.' The spirit says in a voice not louder than a whisper.

The boy raises a brow at this, his fear is being overridden by curiosity. "How is Freddy Fazbear really?" He asks, wondering if this spirit once was a fan of that place. He admits that the place has gotten quite good new with a new owner, the robots a bit boring though. Wish they soon would fix them so he can see what all the fuzz is about them having incredible A.I.

The spirit wanders around the room for a bit, then settles on his bed. 'He… well, he was one of those people who wanted everything in order, much rather wanted to safe than sorry, which did at times meant he had to refuse the others- at times himself out from the show if any signs of danger shown. He could be seen as harsh but everyone knew he cared and simply didn't want anyone to get hurt.'

"You speak as if he was a real person." the boy remarks, a bit caught off guard by how this spirit explains the personality of a robot.

'He was, but for a selective group, he was the boss of Freddy Fazbear Pizza and' the spirits turns its back to the boy. '… for some, a good friend.'

"… So he would never shock people?"

'Only if they had dared to threaten someone inside the walls of Freddy's.'

Hmm, okay, maybe he can deal with this spirit. Sounds like this one knows a lot more about Freddy's than he does and hey, maybe he too can figure out what is keeping this spirit here. "Alright, you can stay; on one condition though." The spirit eyes him, it looks a bit confused. He nods to the interrupted story. "You will help me with this fanfiction as you seem to know a lot about the animatronics of Freddy's."

The spirit rolls its eyes. 'If that's what it takes.'

He grins and after has returned back to his computer, "So, Freddy only harms people if those he cares about get hurt. What about his love life?"

'What love life?' The spirit asks dryly, noticing the boy is looking oddly at him, it explains 'Freddy was more interested in keeping the restaurant running than finding himself a date.'

Well then, guess that causes a few changes.

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"No, star." Freddy said to the hawk before him to then turn to the one beside the hawk, a beautiful young lioness, she gave him a weak but sweet smile. Freddy was of course infatuated with her one but he had to give himself a clear rule that he should not flirt with students and treat every one of them equal. So he composed himself and asked her like the hawk beside her. "Can you tell me what this is?"

She took some time thinking then said although it sounded more like a question mixed with a very flirting purr. "Is it a star?"

"No." He showed her the circle on the paper and she gave him a disappointed look, but he ignored it and turned back to the hawk. He continued doing this for a while and wasn't sure he should be relieved or annoyed that he got interrupted by a very eager Foxy.

"This is it!" The fox stormed into the office, in his excitement not realizing that the bear was having a session. "This is it! This is definitely it! Did those UV lenses come in for the video camera?" The fox said while looking for the equipment he needed for whatever he was doing now.

Freddy fought the urge to groan, instead he kept on his calm facade, told the two students that the session was over and with them gone he let the mask drop and told the eager fox quite annoyed. "Next time you decide to barge in, give me a warning time beforehand."

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"Well? Is this how Foxy is or is he more the pirate type?"

'The pirate behavior is just an act. Must say you caught his hyper behavior quite right.'

"Is Bonnie or Chica good at tec?"

'Bonnie says he is, but he's better playing music that knowing how a speaker works. Chica knows a lot more about the subject but has no real interest in it….' The spirit crosses it arms. 'You're going to make them the technicians aren't you?'

The boy grins. "Maaaybe~ how is Bonnie's and Foxy's personality?"

'You got Foxy more or less right, although's he was not that big of an airhead. He and Bonnie were very often at each other throats, it's a surprise they were friends from how much they argued.' The spirit explains, not at all bothered that the boy got them wrong. 'Bonnie was cheeky and very confident in what little he could do. That confidence did he at times butted heads with the others.'

The boy returns back to the story, musing. "Minor changes, but I think this will make it a bit funnier."

'Whatever you say.'

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"Freddy, we just got a clue that several people saw a full body free floating apparition blew books off the shelves several feet away and scared the fur off some poor librarian!" Foxy told him excited, not once stopping gathering equipment for this apparent ghost.

Freddy, on the other hand, didn't really buy it, the only reason he went into this was because his friends asked him. "I'm very excited." Freddy said with such a deadpan tone that it was clear he meant the opposite, but Foxy didn't seem to notice as he suddenly pushed the bear out from the room. "Then let's hurry before it leaves the library! Bonnie is already there."

"Trying out his girlfriend's toys I wager." Freddy mused dryly but did nonetheless follow Foxy to this apparent ghost sighting.

Inside the library the fox and the bear found Bonnie; he was a purple rabbit was quite tall compared to his kind. He was sitting with a special microphone under one of the tables, listing intensely for this ghost.

Freddy rolled his eyes but did not speak. Foxy in the other hand, even though he was just as excited about the clue this place might be haunted by a ghost. He just couldn't let this chance slip. He snuck up behind the rabbit, tapped rapidly on the table Bonnie listened to and with Bonnie thinking it might be a ghost making that sound; Foxy slammed a book on the table, making the rabbit flinch in pain from the sound.

He looked up and sneered at the fox. "Oh hah hah, real mature." But did get up from the floor nonetheless, telling his two friends while caressing his sour ears. "This might be the real deal, before the interruption." He shot the grinning Foxy a glare before he continued. "I got a lot of readings, something big is definitely here. With a bit more research I am certain we can–"

"Yes yes, let's just get this over with." Freddy interrupted him tiredly and with the help of the manager of the library, they got to the poor librarian who got scared by this ghost.

"... It definitely had arms for it was reaching out to me" The librarian explained which got Foxy the more excited. "Arms? Can't wait to get a look at this thing."

"Before we do though." Freddy stopped his canine friend and turned back to the elderly Squirrel librarian. "I would like to ask some standard questions, okay?" She nodded a bit hesitant and he asked quite blunt. "Have you or any member of your family ever been diagnosed schizophrenic or mentally incompetent?"

And she replied after a moment of hesitating. "Well, my uncle thought he was St. Jerome..."

Freddy quirked his head to the side, already have the feeling this might just be another embarrassing goose chase. "I'll take that as a big yes. What about anything medical or.. well drugs?"

"No...!" She replied both confused and offended, Freddy quickly smoothed it out with a soothing smile. "Has to be sure this isn't because of side effects, that's all." He opened his mouth to ask more questions, but the humming tune from Bonnie's new equipment changed those plans.

"It's moving!" and both rabbit and fox left the room in a hurry. Freddy excused himself and added that it was best no one followed but mostly because he did not want to be seen more foolish than he already felt.

Downstairs the fox and bear followed Bonnie thought the many shelves of stored books, the rabbit had his eyes peeled on his device all the time while walking further inside. They stopped when they came past several shelves filled with slime and Bonnie took out a bottle from his pocket, adding to his two friends confused stare. "For further analysis." scraping the goo into the bottle.

"You're not getting me to analyzing that for you." Freddy remarked in disgust of just thinking about touching that stuff with his paws.

That remark didn't stop Boonie though, he smirked to the bear. "I doing it myself, no way I am letting others take this from me." And after having put the bottle back into his pocket, he moved on, still following his odd scanner. Freddy and Foxy followed with Freddy remarking dryly. "If mucus excite you this much then I fear your reaction if we actually encounter a–"

BANG!

The trio stopped dead in their tracks, turned around and stared for a few seconds at the fallen bookshelf behind them. Foxy turned to Bonnie asking; "This happen to you before?" Since Bonnie has been doing this ghost hunt longer than any of them. After have corrected his glasses Bonnie shook his head.

"You first time?" Freddy asked and Bonnie nodded very seriously before he once again followed the scanner that has begun acting up. The rabbit began walking very fast, forcing the two others to trot after him, only slowed down when Bonnie said almost breathless. "It's here." The fox and bear peaked out from the shelf they stood behind and right before them was a ghost of a female leopard, peacefully reading a book.

"A full body apparition." Bonnie gasped at the sight, he long waited for this day and more so that one of his and his girlfriend's homemade tools actually worked.

Freddy stared at the ghost floating not far from them, slowly turning to his two maniac friends. "So, what we gonna do?" He asked them calmly to then groan annoyed when both Bonnie and Foxy looked at each other with no clue what they should do with the ghost now they have found it. "Would you two come here for a second?" Freddy asked and dragged the fox and rabbit back behind a shelf where they could talk a bit more privately. "What's the plan?" Freddy asked them with slight anger in his voice.

"I don't know- what do you think?" Foxy asked Bonnie, the rabbit took up his calculator but Freddy who was losing his patience let out a small growl and in his frustrations that neither Bonnie nor Foxy had a plan hit the device out from the rabbit's hands. "Stop that!" He eyed the two and repeated his question. "What is the plan?"

"I would have come up with something if you didn't destroy my equipment." Bonnie retorted back in annoyance the bear had interrupted his calculations. "What about we just go over and talk to the thing?" He suggested sarcastically as he picked up his calculator from the floor.

Foxy's eyes lit up. "Yes, we gotta make contact, one of us should try and speak to it." He noticed Bonnie was looking at Freddy, and also turned to the bear. Freddy blinked to then groan annoyed when he realized he had just been volunteered for this task. "Fine, I'll do it."

He went over to the leopard ghost, however keeping his distance just in case she was aggressive. "Hello, my name is Freddy." He introduced himself but got no response, he chose to continue his talk a little more though. "Where you from?... originally." He added, reminding himself that this was a ghost he was talking to. The ghost leopard turned to him but all he got was a shush that he should be quiet and then returned back to her reading. Well, that went great, Freddy thought dryly and returned slowly back to his friends. "Talking doesn't work, any other great ideas?" He asked dryly.

"Yeah, I have one." Foxy said and with the word the others should follow his lead, the fox went slowly towards the ghost with the two others close behind, "When I say the word... alright... GET HER!" Foxy cried and made ready to jump at her, that did, however, turn into a spin around in mid-air when the leopard ghost turned into something from a horror movie, roaring at them. That was all the warning they needed and the three ran out from the library as fast as they could. On the way out they encountered the manager to the library, demanding what they saw but all Freddy said was; "We'll get back to you!" and the three friends was out from the building, only stopped about a small kilometer away from the library.

At safety, Bonnie burst into laughter."'get her?' That was your big plan?"

Foxy smiled weakly up at the rabbit, admitting to his own embarrassment "I-I just got a bit overexcited. But seriously guys." He looked between the two, once again excited. "We actually made contact- we saw a real ghost! Try and think what they will say when we tell them!"

"Yeah, that will be bigger than the microchip." Freddy joked friendly for once but quickly returned to his deadpan persona. "But other than that it was a total waste of time."

"Ha! That's what you think." Bonnie grinned, tapping away on his calculator, the two others gave the rabbit and probably the smartest of the group a confused look. Bonnie showed them both a bunch of numbers on his calculator. "According to my new readings and calculations, I say there is a great chance we can capture a ghost- I need to speak with Chica about it of course."

"I'm sure she can build whatever you need." Freddy remarked in his usual dry tone, but even he must admit that is if there were one thing about Bonnie's girlfriend it was that she could turn junk into something useful.

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'Chica as their mechanic? I shudder at the thought' The spirit remarks after have read the newest part of the story.

the boy turns to it, blinking of what it has just said. "Huh? Why?"

'Chica is a brilliant cook, but beware anyone who dared to damage her kitchen. Bonnie did that once and I had the honor of repairing him.'

"Wait, you were their mechanic?" The boy asks shocked, is he talking to Freddy's former mechanic?

'Stick to her being their mechanic, I don't want to be in this stupid story.' The ghost brushes the question off, completely ignoring the boy offended glare. 'This is not the real Chica, but if it was, then I would keep my distance: she liked watching explosions on television.'

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"Bonnie, you serious about this catching ghost business?" Freddy asked his long-eared friend. Bonnie looked up from his calculator and said very seriously, "I'm always serious."

Freddy thought for a moment and has to admit. "You know I have to take back a few words I have said about you." He had more than once mocked Bonnie's intellect and questioned how sane he really was. It seemed the rabbit was smarter and saner than he thought. And he wasn't really surprised that he got an annoyed frown from the rabbit. "You better."

"We should make this into a business or something." Foxy suggested.

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The boy turns back to the ghost, he wanted to change this part of the story a lot and knows there are a lot of Freddy's animatronics he yet hasn't included. "I would like to include the others. Like the smaller animatronics and the golden ones. Which one of them would you say are best to give Freddy and friends the money needed to get their base of operation?"

The spirit turns and to the boy surprise points at his souvenir from Freddy's: a plush of the golden bear. 'Fredbear or Goldie was the one who kept track on the budget. He was the oldest of the family and if looking past his at times childish behavior, he had a heart of gold… I'm sure he made that pun at some point.' The spirit remarks thoughtful and perhaps a bit annoyed too? The boy can't really tell.

Sounds like this Goldie was that loveable old grandpa who happens to be stinking rich. He can use that. "What about the golden rabbit?"

'Spring was a hare. You could say he was the heart of the family.' The spirit hesitates for some reason, it eyes him musing. 'He had a brother, and if you want to know how he is, then I suggest you pay Freddy's a visit and watch the blond security guard."

… That is a strange suggestion, but the boy is getting the sense that there is more to this than he can see. This spirit has a story with Freddy's and if he wants to know, then he has to follow the breadcrumbs this one lays out for him.

this is all you guys get for now. hope you like it for unlike the others, I do not have really fully have a idea where this is going. but I figure some of you have been waiting for another FNAF story from me.