Chapter 1: Epilogue
Introduction
There needed to be a form of balance among the animatronics. They were out of control. A brilliant mind in the engineering division of Fazbear Entertainment had a brilliant idea to create three new animatronic bears. The names of these animatronic bears were Spirit, Bandit and Shadow.
Shadow was built first, making him the oldest of the three. Chica, Bonnie, Freddy, and Foxy were able to brainwash him into their evil ways of killing the night guard. He became the evil brother.
Bandit was the second to be built. He noticed the evil ways of his brother and didn't want to be evil. Part of him still did though making him half evil/half good.
Finally, there was Spirit. He was the youngest and was the good brother. He didn't see why they had to kill the night guards. Bandit favored Spirit and protected him. Shadow wanted nothing to do with either of them.
Story
(Bandit's POV)
It was hard being the middle brother. I had to deal with the feuds of my younger brother and my older brother. They saw two different views of this life. Spirit wanted the guard killings to stop and was the good one. Shadow was convinced what he was doing was right. I was unsure and indifferent. I protected Spirit though because he was a good bear and I didn't want to see anything happen to him.
I will admit my evil side kicked in sometimes. I helped out the others sometimes with the guard killings. When I am not helping out, I am usually hanging out with Spirit. He always asked the same question every time I see him.
"Why do they do this?" he would ask.
"I don't know, maybe they can't see the error of their ways." I would answer.
Then we would have a normal conversation.
Today was different. He didn't ask the question. I was kind of relieved because I didn't feel like giving an answer.
"Hello Bandit." He greeted me.
"Hey Spirit. Any luck showing Shadow the error of his ways?"
"You should already know the answer to that question."
"Well you didn't ask that same question you ask me every day."
"That is because I don't bother asking it anymore."
Bonnie walked up to us. It was after hours, but it wasn't 12 yet. He always hung out with us until the night guard shift started.
"Hey you two." He greeted us.
"Hi there Bonnie, anything interesting happen today?" I asked.
"Well there was a fight and the daytime guard had to break it up. A kid wanted to be close to the stage, but there was no room. He started shoving people and a fight broke out."
"Was anyone hurt?" Spirit asked.
"No, no one was hurt. It was rather interesting to watch though. Where do y'all hang out when we are open?" Bonnie asked turning to me.
"We are usually backstage waiting for y'all to finish. I love to just listen to y'all sing, but I would never want to be out performing."
"Well sounds like fun. Sorry I can't stay and chat but the clock just hit 12. See y'all around!"
"Bonnie is my favorite of the three. I wish he didn't have to hunt night guards." Spirit said.
"Yeah he seems rather kind." I replied with a hint of sarcasm.
"What was that attitude?"
"Oh nothing I am just tired of the same thing every day. Error of his way, night guard, blah blah blah."
"Well I am sorry."
"It is not your fault. You can't change him, he can't change you."
I wrapped him in a hug.
"It'll be alright, you'll see"
"I hope you are right."
Author's Note:
We all know it will not get better. What will happen though? You will find out in the chapters to come.
