Hey, fellow survivors, DOOMSDAY prepers, and survival freaks! Today, I am doing a reboot of my FNAF story, as I stated in the "Author's Confessions #1", and I am going to be keeping hold of my OC that I made, Neo, but instead, his name will be Shadow. Without further a due, I bring to you "Finding One's Soul" ENJOY!
About ten years ago, in the vicious and booming streets of Fazbear City, lived a family of six. The members included Marionette, who was like the mother of the family, the two brother bears, Goldie and Freddy, the vixen, Mangle, a chicken named Chica, and a bunnie named Bonnie. One day, when the two brothers were taking their usual morning walk, Freddy, the tan-furred bear, perked up his ears when he thought he heard a cry of pain. He turned to his brother, who had seemed to have heard the same thing. They started to jog in the direction of the cry, and stopped in front of an alley, where they saw the single most horrible thing they ever thought they'd come across.
In that alley, were two younglings, a little wolf pup, with a large gash across his side, and a little fox, with his right eye dangling out of its socket and no left hand, being beaten by a human. Goldie clenched his fists in rage, as his eyes grew darker than any midnight, except for tiny white spots at the very center. Freddy backed up a bit, because he knew it was gonna get messy.
"Hey, Punk! Pick on someone your own size!" Goldie screamed in a low, Demonic voice. This startled the human, but the human's arrogance got the better of him.
"Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do, teddy bear?"
Goldie cracked his spine, and he whispered to himself "This is going to be fun!" Goldie lunged at the man, and grabbed his arm, and pulled. The arm tore clean off, spewing blood everywhere. The man decided it would be best to run, but before he could get away, Goldie grabbed him by the neck, and said "I'm gonna make you die slowly, painfully, and your family won't even recognize you at your funeral!" as he spat on the man's face. Freddy went over to Goldie and put a paw on his shoulder.
"Goldie, he's not worth it. Look at what he tried to do! He should have to live with this horrible thing he did. Come on, brother." Freddy said, trying to calm Goldie down. Goldie slowly dropped the man onto the concrete, and his eyes turned normal.
"You're right, Freddy. Now, let's go take care of this mess, and get these little guys patched up!" Goldie said caringly, as he walked over to the wolf pup and gently lifted him up. He looked at what the man had done. How could anyone do this? He's barely a few months old! Goldie thought. The wolf pup was entirely black, except for his big, loving sapphire-colored eyes. His teeth and claws were golden, and he had a white line encompasing his eyes and going down the top of his snout. In Goldie's eyes, there couldn't be anything more beautiful. He eyed his brother, who had the little fox in his arms, and they nodded at each other. They ran back to their home, where everyone was surprised and horrified by what they were bringing inside.
"Oh my goodness! Who would do such a horrible thing?" Chica said, tears building up in her eyes.
"The humans, out on the streets of this god-awful city." Marionette replied, startling everyone except for Freddy and Goldie. "Hand them to me, I'll see what I can do."
Goldie was hesitant to give her the little one, but he knew he could trust Marionette. Freddy and Goldie followed Marionette to her room, where she set the little ones down in her Music Box. She chanted "Let them live. Let them live.", and a few minutes later, when both Goldie and Freddy had given up hope, Marionette called them over.
"They are alive, but sleeping. Are you two going to care for them?" Marionette asked. The two brothers glanced at each other, and and nodded. Freddy picked up the little crimson-furred fox, who had a black collar, with a little tag that said Foxy, and walked away to his room. Goldie fondly looked at the little wolf pup, and picked him up. He rocked the little puppy in his arms, and walked off to his room. As Goldie looked at this new little friend, he noticed a torn red leather collar. It had a single tag dangling from it, and it read SHADOW. So that's your name! I like it! Goldie thought. He sat down on the floor of his room, with his little Shadow curled up in his lap. Goldie waited patientlyfor the little wolf to wake up.
All right, guys! There you have it, the very first chapter in my reboot FNAF story! If you enjoyed, then please review, follow, and favorite! As always, Keep Calm And KILL SOME ZAMBIES!