Welcome one and all to Bitten, the first instalment of Fazbear, which contains six parts. I had originally written this all the way back in October 2016, and I'm currently attempting to rewrite it, which I started doing so in July 2017. This fanfic, as well as most of the instalments of Fazbear, will be quite short and crappy, being mainly dialogue-focused and old as well, written by a 14-year-old. I'll try to improve it as best as I can, but I can't promise that it'll reach up to my full writing potential.
Now, for those who haven't been with me since I started on FFnet, I have just recently completed a Legend of Spyro fanfiction called Broken Perceptions, where a human gets sucked into the world of the game, and it is so much better than Bitten. I have also been writing another Legend of Spyro fanfiction series with five parts called Purple Legacy, which will be rated M for violence, gore, and dark themes, and is even better than Broken Perceptions (in my opinion), and I will start posting it soon. I started them last year as well. I've been writing fanfictions for a while and I am finally happy to be doing something with them. But because I have been writing for so long, I'm a long way ahead of where I am in posting everything. I have also completed Parts 2, 3 and 5 of Fazbear (I am beginning the rewrite of Part 2 now), and Part 6 is half-finished. Part 4 hasn't even been started yet (I wrote this entire series really out of order).
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this somewhat good Prologue, and that you stick around.
It was 1983. You may know this year for many different reasons, but this year would eventually become a quite famous for a tragedy that would ruin a famous family restaurant named Fredbear's Family Diner. Fredbear's Family Diner was a pizzeria, that's main feature was animatronic entertainers. These two animatronics entertained the children as they waited for their food, and ate. Fredbear was a golden bear animatronic with a purple top hat and bow tie, and green eyes; and Spring Bonnie was a golden rabbit animatronic, also with a purple bow tie and green eyes. Their entertainment style involved playing music for the children who were at the pizzeria. Fredbear sang, while Spring Bonnie played the guitar. The children adored Fredbear and Spring Bonnie.
These animatronics were extremely advanced. They were springlocked suits, which were quite interesting in how they functioned. They had two modes: animatronic mode and suit mode. Animatronic mode was when the animatronics performed like normal robots, going off their code (or hard-coded sentience in the case of these animatronics, much like an AI, so they could feel emotions and make their own decisions as the animatronics developed from their base code into more human-like creatures); and suit mode was when the springlocked suits pulled the endoskeleton into the sides of the suit, allowing room for a person to fit inside it.
Rueben Afton was seven, around the age of most children that went to Fredbear's Family Diner. Unlike most other kids though, he preferred the plush versions of the animatronics, or the cartoon versions of them that appeared in the animated cartoon Fredbear and Friends, which included four other characters: Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the Bunny, Chica the Chicken and Foxy the Pirate Fox. Rueben, as a matter of fact, found the real-life animatronics of Fredbear and Spring Bonnie very creepy and uncomfortable to be around. He found it even worse when the animatronics were put into suit mode, and people would get inside them and interact with the children. Rueben always found it disturbing when the animatronics would leave the stage, nothing but an endoskeleton with a suit on, only to return with a person inside them.
Normally, Rueben would sit around in his house after school, playing with the five plushies he owned (which were Fredbear, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy), or watching Fredbear and Friends when it aired on television at around 2 PM on Saturdays. He loved the show. The animated characters were so friendly, and they weren't scary like the animatronics that would appear to swallow people and make loud, clunky movements.
But he had a brother, Carlos. Carlos made fun of Rueben quite a lot, and Rueben didn't know what else to do except curl up in a ball and cry. Rueben was very shy and jumpy, and Carlos didn't make this easy for him. It was worse when Carlos even got his gang of friends into the game. Even more so, they liked to tease Rueben about having the plushies with him all the time, or 'dolls' as they called them.
To Rueben, however, the plushies were more than just plushies. They were alive to him. Speaking, moving, sentient; being a comfort for Rueben whenever he needed it. Fredbear was his favourite. And Fredbear knew Rueben better than Rueben even knew himself at times. But would anyone else believe Rueben when he tried to tell them the plushies were real? No. Carlos and his friends laughed and made fun of him, and his parents, William and Kaitlin, would just smile and say, 'That's great, Rueben', and then go and mind their own business. Life seemed so unfair to Rueben, but the plushies gave him friendship and enjoyment. They were his only friends; everyone at school thought he was a weirdo.
Fredbear was the most real out of all of the plushies. He wasn't just sentient. He was smart, clever, and intelligent. He seemed almost like a real human being. He was sure that should have disturbed him, but he found it comforting. Possibly because Fredbear knew Rueben and knew how to calm him down, and that Fredbear was his best friend. But there had been days where Rueben had doubts about the plushies, only to shun the thoughts almost instantly knowing that the plushies were his friends and that they were there to help him.
However, his parents were worried about him. Constantly Rueben would be talking to the plushies as if they were real or talking about them as if they were real. And it didn't seem like he was playing games. It would also seem like he was talking to no one in particular, as, unlike most children who would speak out what their toys would be saying to each other, Rueben didn't speak a word about what his plushies were saying.
And Carlos would just make fun of Rueben for his odd behaviour. Carlos often made fun of Rueben anyway. He always had been since Rueben was a baby. The fourteen-year-old teenager had been abusing and teasing Rueben since he was seven, when Rueben was born. And often, because Rueben had had to put up with it for so long, Rueben would often end up in tears, saying how unfair life was, and always asking why people kept picking on him.
But when Rueben would go to see Fredbear, the little golden plushie would always say something to Rueben that always made Rueben look past what was going on at that current day, and believe in a better tomorrow.
"Tomorrow is another day."
Well, that's the Prologue done. A bit short though, but that was the best I could start this thing off. I'm not sure how long it'll be until Chapter 1 comes out, but it should be sometime soon, hopefully. Hope you all enjoyed, and be sure to leave a review!