(G'day mates, I made this story ages ago and HATED it! So I decided to re-write it LOL.)
(First person, Springtrap's point of view.)
(I own nothing of FNAF.)
Oh, what I'd do to turn back time, I don't regret helping those poor souls get revenge but I regret how I helped them.
What that man did was horrible! He used me to slaughter children who didn't deserve the dreadful fate they were given. I'm not a monster, I never wanted to hurt them. I never wanted to hurt anyone!
That man in purple got what he deserved, death, but did I deserve this? I was happy when I saw them go free but now I wished I found another way. All my friends, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy and Goldie, are free from the hauntings but me. He is bonded to me, stuck in me. I can never remove this abomination trapped inside me. He taunts me with blame, saying I was the one who killed them, saying that his death was due to my lust for blood.
But it's not true… It's not true…
My once beautiful golden fur is stained in his blood, its golden colour lost into a sicky green due to decay. His decaying body fused with my joints, tangling in my endoskeleton, making it hard to move. With his body in mine simple tasks are now harder to do; I can no longer talk without coughing after a few seconds, my voice is now dark and low compared to my original cheery and happy one. Each time I move I feel his rotted muscles and organs tighten against my rusting endoskeleton.
My name is Springtrap, I didn't mean for anyone to be hurt. I didn't want anyone to be hurt… please, someone end my pain. Someone please end my suffering. Someone, anyone…. Help me.
(Yeah, I know it sucks LOL. Later mates)