Greeting: Heyyyyy! What is up, guys and gals?
On this day, I have decided to start writing the very last act of my story The Darkness of the past.
Act 3 will finish the story and we will find out how Black the cat can be defeated. Don't worry, Jenner will be here too.
Enjoy this first chapter!

( In the city, near Freddy's. Three hours after the Beginning)

It was the spring.

Flowers had started to grow and warmth had been slowly crawling towards the city near Freddy's pizza.
Spring was always a time of joy and happiness. Soon the sun would shine and its rays would be reaching everywhere.
People had fought their way through the cold winter so light was extremely welcome.
Laughs and playing children having fun. That is what everyone was expecting.
No one could have foreseen that grim turn.

The light was gone and so was everything else. The people, the joy.
Sorrow and shadows had replaced it all. Emptiness and frost had covered everything that once had been walked on by the humans.
It had happened so fast. Just an hour earlier everything was fine.
Then suddenly, the Beginning struck.
Panic and chaos had spread across the land. Nothing could stand in their way. Nobody was able to stop them.
All people could do was to run for their lives.
The darkness was the wolf that had gotten inside the home of the goatlings, and humans were the goatlings.
Some hid while some tried to fight back, it made no difference, at the end they were all caught and eaten by the hungry creature that magic had unleashed.

That's the reason the streets were empty and cold, why the city was empty and cold.
Occasionally, a piece of newspaper or a plastic bag flew by.
There was one newspaper that had survived intact. It was flying along a street that had a park on the right side and a road on the other.
A picture, which showed the earth from space, was on the very first page of that newspaper.
Its title had been written in gigantic capital letters, which made it almost impossible to miss.
The newspaper was flying through the chilly air and nothing was in its way.
There were no more humans to walk on the street so the newspaper could float all it wanted.
It was literally floating in the air and carried by the breeze. The wind calmed down a bit, which made the newspaper fall closer to the ground.
That was the end of its flight, it hit a bench and got stuck.
After that, anyone who would have walked by, would have been able to read that huge title.
A NEW PHENOMENON SPOTTED. METEOROLOGISTS SHOCKED. That is what the title said.
Wind was trying its best to take the paper with it but the newspaper was stuck on the bench and wasn't gonna fly away.
There they were, the bench and the newspaper next to the park.
If someone had listened carefully, the wind would have kinda sounded like the laughing of children.
But it wasn't real laughing nevertheless.

The park and the playground in it were empty, children couldn't have been the ones laughing.
Then the sound of wind was broken by a weeping sound. It was clear and high-pitched.
The source of the weeping was a figure that was walking closer to the bench and the newspaper.
It was surprising but someone had actually survived the cataclysm that had wrapped its lethal hands around humanity.
The figure in the dark turned out to be a woman in her twenties. She barely had any clothes on and she was shivering.
She was wearing bras, a shirt, heels and pants. Luckily she had also wrapped a jacket around her.
" It's so god damn cold. Can't this wind simply stop?", whispered the woman.
She glanced around her to make sure nobody or nothing had heard her.
She was clearly panicking and trying to escape an enemy which she had never encountered before.
" I must have lost them. Good", the woman sighed and cursed when her jacket was caught by the wind and blown away.
" There goes that as well", the woman glanced after the jacket.

The woman had been trying to warm her arms up and hadn't been holding onto the jacket very well.
That jacket hadn't been warming her up but it had done a very good job of protecting her from the wind.
She cursed and almost tripped over as she wasn't quite able to walk with the heels but those were the only shoes she had.
The woman was breathing heavily and looked around for a shelter or anything that might be useful.
She noticed the newspaper, stuck on the bench's side and sighed. The woman took it and covered her chest.
" It's better than nothing, I quess", the woman was speaking to herself again.
Obviously, the paper wasn't as good as the jacket but it was doing a better job than she had thought.

Suddenly, the woman turned around, she had heard something.
It sounded like an animal that was snarling.
" No. Not again", the woman mouthed and hobbled towards the park.
She tripped over and her other heel snapped, she had no time to think.
She took her broken heel off and ran into the park with only one heel.
She ran past the playground and ended up on the other side of the park.
There was a smaller playground there.
She ran to the jungle gym and sat down onto the end of the slide. She was praying for her life that her chaser would go some other way.
The woman was exhausted and tired. She got more strength as adrenaline was pumped into her bloodstream.
She had heard a noise on her left side. A dark shadow ran across the playground.
It had been behind her and when she turned around, it was already gone. In the corner of her eye, she saw movement on her right.
" Please be a scared stray dog. Please be just a scared stray dog", prayed the woman.

She was now standing and looking everywhere. Something had gotten her in its sights.
Black preying eyes were looking from the bushes, waiting, licking their lips and smiling.
The woman started to doubt herself. Maybe she had been seeing things. It was probably just the wind that had made the sound.
Anyway, she wasn't willing to stay there any longer. The woman started to slowly make her way towards the other end of the park.
The wind was making the trees shake and make a rattle sound which was easily mistaken for footsteps or snarling in the distance.
Everything around her sounded like a snarl or a growl. The darkness was getting on her nerves.
She had to find other people and shelter really fast or she would go insane.
" Please, let me get to safety. I just want to get out of here", muttered the woman.
Her footsteps were like those of a young child, lost in a forest. Her breathing was filled with the smell of blood and fear.
Her lips were shivering and she was freezing. She was a welcoming sight to any hungry beast who might want to taste flesh.
Her footsteps were echoing in the park as the gravel road became an asphalt road.
But her footsteps weren't the only ones. An old shoe and a holey sock were hitting the ground right behind the woman's feet.
She didn't notice it until the creature was breathing right onto her neck.
The woman's eyes widened as she felt the nasty breath wrap itself around her. Her eyes turned slowly to glance at what was behind her.

She saw her worst nightmare standing right in front of her. It was holding her broken heel in its rotting hand.
" I found your shoe", said the demonic mouth full of razor-sharp teeth.

After that, the air was struck by the woman's long and ear-splitting scream.
Then it stopped as suddenly as it had began.
The air calmed down and the wind blew like before. The scream was echoing in the city which had now lost one of its last humans.
No more humans roamed the streets. No more children laughing in joy. No more woman walking on the lonely gravel road.

There was just the newspaper. It was taken away by the breeze and it could finally be free.
The huge letters on the side had found peace at last. No one would even be able to read them anymore.
They could relax and rot until the earth would consume them and return them to the cycle of nature.
The word ´phenomenon` had been split in half because there was a long tear in the newspaper, right where the woman's chest had been.
It was unreadable at this point.
But it didn't really matter anymore, did it?
After all, the picture and the rest of the text were now covered in thick, red blood.
The wet, red newpaper kept on flying with the breeze and sooner than anyone might think, it disappeared into the vast, open Atlantic ocean.

( The World )

When looked at from all the way over there, in the vast space outside the earth, the Beginning had been a light show.

The rays of the sun were no more. The only sources of light were all those tiny lights on the surface of the planet.
But it was not to last.
The darkness did not spare anyone.
First, the biggest cities like New york, Tokyo, Rome, Sidney, Moscow and Washington DC went dark.
The lights were turned off and dead silence consumed those places. The darkness spread like a disease across the globe.
The lights started turning off all over the place. One by one the lights became black, dead spots on the face the earth.

The earth which had once been full of lights and life, turned into a desolate planet.
There was only death and black venom. The final struggle had awakened.
It had been foreseen by many and expected by many. After all these millennia, it was now ready to rise again and bring destruction in its wake.
It had waited for so long to finally feed on humanity which it hated above all.
The darkness was everywhere.
Europe was defeated.
In the European parliament, the members were lying on the ground and bleeding to death if they weren't dead already.
The greatest militaries in the world had fallen in a matter of hours.
The Great Britain, the United States, China, Russia, India...all in pieces.
The soldiers that survived the gory battle were left to run and get hunted down. No one was coming to save humanity.
Humanity's most powerful warriors and the bravest soldiers hadn't been able to do nothing but get slaughtered.
The world had been invaded completely. It was part of the domion of the darkness.
The arms of fear had been wrapped around the globe and the survivors were left in ruins without any light to clear their path.

But still...maybe somewhere in there was a tiny spark of light.
A spark of hope.
A star shining its light in the dark, showing that no matter how bad it gets, there will always be those that fight back.
Those who refuse to bow before the evil and the wicked.
As it has been said elsewhere, there is no light that could defeat the darkness.
It isn't true!
Even if it was just one tiny star, it would feed off hope and get stronger.
It could get bigger and sooner or later consume the darkness itself.
Maybe fear had the upper hand right then but it didn't mean a thing. Not one single thing.
That light there, on earth, wasn't a military base, it wasn't the United States military gathering all the rest, it had, to overcome this unpredictable enemy.
What was it?
It was nothing big, nothing that would have frightened the dark creatures around the globe.
It was a medium-size building. The building which had a picture of a bear, holding a pizza slice, on the side.
It was a pizzeria, nothing more.
In the whole world, that pizzeria was still lit up. The creatures of darkness weren't afraid, the monsters weren't scared.
But they should have been.
These guys weren't gonna give up easily. They would fight and get their world back...or die trying.
The darkness had found its true enemy. Till then, everything that had tried to oppose it had fallen and died in the screaming flames of its mouth.
No man, beast nor witch had stood in its way before now.
No magic had been able to hurt it but that pizzeria was able to.
The creatures in the pizzeria were tiny insects compared to it but still, it would soon be afraid of them.
Their power was stronger than all servants of the one true darkness.
The fate of all, that is capable of true love and compassion, would be decided in the clash of these two forces of light and dark.
It would be a clash without a clear end.
A point in time, past of which could not be seen.

And right there, in the middle. In the middle of the battle, in the middle of all time and space, would be a creature of pure light.
The darkest light, the brightest darkness, a being with millions of names, millions of personalities.
Ra, God, Yahweh, Jehovah, Allah, Brahman...the Sorcerer.
A being which would be the final judge.
Good and evil, two sides, one winner.
There would be two opposing personalities in that being which would decide the winner.
The battle between those two sides would decide the fate of humanity and everything which is good and worth saving.
Their fight would answer the question, an answer to which many have tried to find out but haven't been able to.
A simple question, a simple answer.
The End or the Salvation? Death or life? Peace or war? Laughs or cries?
Two possible futures, only one truth could become reality.
The other one would rot and decay in the minds of the winners.

Will it be happiness or pain that is forgotten for eternity?
The answer to that question, which can be asked in several different ways, is not something that can be foreseen from the past.
It is something that cannot be found out until the fight of yin and yang is finally finished.
When the fighters settle down and the losers give up, then the answer will reveal itself for all earth to see.
Before that, everyone is scattered in ignorance and the darkness has the upper hand.
It laughs at the light and its confidence and bravery are great.
It is one true god going against a nest of ants.
There will be some moments when all light is gone and all hope is lost.
But hope will always heal and make sure that the one tiny light, in the darkness, stays lit.
Hope can be destroyed over and over again but it will always come back and fight for the survival of love and kindness.
That hope does have a name. That light has a name.
That pizzeria has a name. Freddy Fazbear's pizza.
Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, Golden freddy, Springtrap. Toy freddy, Toy bonnie, Toy chica, Mangle, Balloon boy.
Vixey, Crystal, Shadow.
Eclipse, Faith, Nadia, Scarlett, Michelle.
Marionette, Mike, Lara, Catty. Fritz, Milla.
Fang, Storm, Willa.
Storm Jr.

All those names show what is the true enemy of darkness.
Togetherness!
Together they stand a chance against their enemy. If light has a name, so does the darkness.
Unlike hope, the darkness has only one name. A name of pure evil and terror.
It is him. He is the darkness.
The Apocalypse witch has arrived.

( A police department near Freddy's. After the Beginning)

" Mayday, mayday! We are going down! I repeat, we are going...", shouted the helicopter pilot into his phone.
" We are under attack. I repeat, we..", some other police officer shouted.
Neither of them were able to say anything more than that.
The officer, on the ground, screamed in pain and agony and his voice had a wet sound to it.
He let out a sound of a dying animal before static noises took over the channel.
All the others were saying the same exact thing.
" Hello! Hello! Station, can you hear me? Answer the damn pho..", another officer suffered the same fate as the first one.
" They're everywhere! Send reinforcements!", was heard through the static and all the other noises.
No one answered the phone. There was no one on the channel to answer all the distress calls.

A scream was heard and the officer's voice became silent and scared.
" Please, we do not want to be here. Help me. Or at least tell my family I love them", said the officer and a ripping sound was heard.
The officer stopped talking and the noises in the background became clear.
There was the sound of people screaming and car alarms going off.
After a while, a raspy voice whispered into the phone.
" Hungry. Want to feed. Feed", it was the voice of a boogeyman.
A hungry voice which had a taste for blood and a desire for flesh.
" I can't live like this anymore", the pleading officer's voice said.
" I am alone. I was lying. I don't have a family. You know why? Because I murdered them", the officer's voice changed.
By the time he said ´them´, his voice was as raspy as the other voice.
It was scary and could have made an adult man soil himself.

Too bad there was no one listening.
The police station was empty and the whispers of broken electronic devices echoed through the hallways.
Most windows were broken and the floor was wet.
Although, wet was probably not the right term to be using when it came to this.
The floor was flooded, not by water but by blood.
There seemed to be too few bodies for the amount of blood there was on the floor.
Where had they all gone? The answer to that was the stripes in the thick blood.
It was like someone or something had dragged something across the floor. Maybe bodies.
The one weird thing was that there were no footprints on the floor. There should have been at least some on the floor, the blood was that thick.
The stripes led towards the conference room where all the emergency assemblies took place.

The room was big and there were lots of rows of chairs in front of a stage.
There was also a drain in the middle of the room and blood was flowing down to the sewers.
The stream started by the stage. There was nothing on the stage but that was not where the blood was coming from.

The source of the blood was beneath the stage. A man's dead hand was sticking out through the boards.
By all accounts, that hand wasn't the only thing. All the bodies were kept under the stage.
The sickening sound of eating was heard coming from there.
Whatever dragged those bodies under the stage was right in there with them.
It was muttering, then it took a bite. It muttered again and took another bite.
It kept on repeating that.
" Delicious", a voice whispered.
There was more than just one creature under there, feasting.
Long dirty fingers were tapping on the floor and a pair of red eyes peeked outside.
It was completely dark in there so the glowing eyes were the only thing that could have been seen.
The creatures began to talk.
" You idiots! Where are the rest? You killed everyone, didn't you?", a grim voice of the red-eyed creature asked.
" Some escaped, we are sorry, we will be good slaves from now on", a humble but grim voice apologized.
" You do that with children and I'll devour you myself", the red-eyed creature threatened.
The rest of the creatures didn't respond.
" Are children tasty?", one creature asked out of curiosity.
" I don't care and you shouldn't either. You do what I tell you to. Now, after this we'll feast on the real food", the red-eyed one said.

" Animatronics", one of the creatures whispered.
" Yes! Animatronics. Now, they...they cannot get away. You must kill them all and most importantly, spare none", the red-eyed creature ordered excitedly.
The creatures laughed.
" Yes, master. We will eat all the metal in their bodies. We are stronger than them", the other creatures said.
" These guys have been mocking our name for years. If you get a chance, make them scream", the red-eyed one ordered as its voice became almost human-like.
" Of course. Time is up. It is game over for themt", the other creatures agreed.
They started laughing and it echoed across the station.
But they were wrong, the game was not over.
The game...oh yes...it was only about to begin.

Farewell: This was a prologue chapter. I did kinda jump from situation to situation but I hope you guys liked it anyway.
I hope this got you excited.
See you soon and: THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE IS TO WRITE.