Chapter 1: The Origin

Carina's POV-

It was my eleventh birthday. My family and I decided to go to Fredbear's Family Diner to celebrate. I've been there before, during my cousin's sixth birthday, and I loved it. Not the food, but the animatronics. They were unique mascots, all four of them, though I think their looks could've been less creepy. Other than that, they were all good and fun robots.

The food as well… it was pretty amazing.

My family was fairly poor, and we couldn't afford to go to restaurants like these too often. But the place was closing in a week, so the discounts were amazing. I didn't know why they were closing, but it was better to take advantage of this opportunity than to question it.

The busy city streets buzzed with human chatter, and reeked of pollution from the cars. My dad, younger brother, and I were walking on the sidewalk, excitedly talking about what we were going to eat and what the animatronics would perform tonight. I knew that Freddy would be singing, Bonnie would play the guitar, Chica was the secondary singer, and Foxy would entertain the little ones like my brother, Lan, who was only five.

The animatronics were programmed, so they had no mind of their own, but when I stare into their eyes, I know there's more to them.

"Freddy Diner! Freddy Diner!" Lan squealed as he jumped excitedly, pointing towards the old restaurant. It was across the street, with "Fredbear's Family Diner" written in bold on the sign that held the place's honour. Brick walls built the large structure, and wide windows allowed us to peer inside, taking a sneak peek of what's to come.

Four tables were lined at the windows, three families sat at the ones closest to the front door, while the seats in the corner were empty. That would be the perfect place to eat. I tilted my head to catch the glare of the sun on the horizon. We were just on time, and my built in belly alarm growled to confirm it.

"Yes, Lan, Freddy Diner indeed," my dad chuckled, his yellowish teeth showing in his grin, as he held fast to my brother's hand just in case he decided to jump onto the street to burst in through the entrance of the diner.

A few moments later, when the cars calmed, we crossed the road quickly, our quiet footsteps drowning in the loud hustle and bustle of the city. The black pebbles crackled under our mass, leaving marks in our shoe soles.

I lifted my left foot, then my right onto the unusually high sidewalk. The tiles were older on this side, with weeds and cracks everywhere. Bringing my attention to the restaurant as my dad led the way in, I noticed that the animatronics were up and running on the stage, already performing their new show.

Freddy, with his brown skin, was in centre, holding a black microphone and tipping off his tophat every once and then. Bonnie, occasionally raising an ear and folding it back down, strummed his guitar like he had done it ten thousand times, playing a merry tune that accompanied the bear's singing. Chica, for the first time in a long time, was singing along as well, acting as an echo for Freddy. Her recognizable bib, placed beneath her large beak, still shone with the logo; Let's eat! Foxy waved his hook around as he entertained the children in the far corner.

A tall woman at the front desk briefly asked,

"How many?"

"Three, please," my dad responded, and the woman was already leading us towards the table at the window I so wanted to sit at. Her long, brown hair reminded me of my mother's. I try not to think about her too much.

There was a large gash with yellowish cotton sticking out of it on my part of the seat, but I didn't mind, I was too busy marveling at the animatronics' talent. How they can sing all by themselves, how they seem to have feelings, and how they can move very single part of their body like a human would. For a second, I thought Freddy winked at me, but was that really possible?

Then it happened again. His piercing, blue eyes closed for a split second before he continued singing. There's something more to these animatronics, that I know.

A stout man in a black suit handed us two menus. They were outlined in black, and the font was large and fancy.

"What would you like to eat, Carina?" my dad asked me. I shrugged, being the laid back person I am.

"Maybe fish or something, steak and pork is too filling for me," I hinted, aware that steak and pork both weren't supposed to be filling, but living the life I do, having a full belly makes me feel vulnerable. I didn't like to think too much about things, so i just picked a few choices that sounded appealing on the menu and stuck with them. The discounts were up to eighty percent off, so money didn't really affect my orders either.

I ended up getting some peppered salmon, some fruit salad, a small bowl of mushroom soup, and some regular ice water. My dad ordered a bit of chicken with a large bowl of veggie soup, and Lan got the same thing, except kid-size.

The animatronics had just been set back to free roam after their impressive performance. Every once in a while, they would walk by and say hello or something other. Foxy would put on his unique pirate accent, using "lad" and "lass" instead of boy and girl. But even though they were ever so friendly, Freddy still creeped me out, especially by the fact that he winked at me...twice. He would walk by too, waving his bulky hand to greet us. Bonnie usually walked with him, being his main partner. Something they were programmed to do I guess.

After a hearty meal, the best I had ever had in a very long time, I slouched into my seat, releasing a content sigh. Lan mimicked me. I didn't mind. He grew up copying people, that's how he learned things. The hot pepper in the salmon still stung my mouth slightly, so I took a sip of the water, as my dad waved for dismissal.

Moments later, the money was paid and we were off. To home. We rented a small apartment in an old building. We only had one room to ourselves, but it was all that was needed, really. Images of Freddy flashed in my mind as we sauntered down the road. Something told me that this wouldn't be the last time I see them.

But something else told me that I should stay away from them.

A/N: So, yeah. This is just the first chapter, so more action will be coming soon. I gotta warn ya, it'll be bloody. This chapter was mainly just to give the idea that there was a restaurant that came before Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I will also expand on the idea that FNAF 2 is a prequel to FNAF 1. I will probably update once a week, maybe twice if I get to it.

Until next time,

RainbowCookies :)