(Heya readers , here's a teaser for a story I may or may not work on , all depends on your feedback , anywho ,it's a semi prequel and sequel to The Broken Child , so yeah...enjoy the teaser , I will talk to you later...OH , and I'm thinking of having rpg like battles in the story , to make it an AU of sorts from whatever story FNAF world might have.)

(Also , FNAF belongs to Scott Cawthon...ahem , moving on.)

"Um , I wanted to record a message for you to help get settled in on your first night..."

"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, hello and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."

"Hey-Hey! Glad you came back for another night! I promise it'll be a lot more interesting this time."

The Phone guys...

"Humans , humans are below us , they cheat each other , hurt each other , kill each other...can you really fault us for taking out the trash that is your race?"

"It's not our fault , adults did this to us , they killed us , and now they keep coming back to try and hurt us , don't we have a right to kill them back , don't we have a right to live out the rest of our lives as this things!?"

"I don't see how you can complain endo , we're just trying to our best to make sure you get your own suit , and you seem to freak out on us because of it!"

The animatronics...

"How could you say that? You're just as flawed as us , you cheat , lie , and manipulate your own family to kill the guards!"

"I...I'm sorry for what happened to you , you didn't deserve this..b...but neither does this guards , what are you proving? That you're just as bad as the man who did this to you?"

"I'm not an endo , I'm not! Look at me , I can cry , I can feel , I can think , I can bleed red blood , oil isn't red , for Christ's sake , I'm not an endo!"

The so called...redeemers...

"You know what I hate worse then snot nosed kids? Fucking hypocrites , and Freddy dear boy , you and your family are definitely fucking hypocrites."

"I didn't force you to be this , I didn't force you to kill the guards , you did it on your own , and when you think about it , I'm better then you...you killed over hundreds of guards...I killed only six children...compared to you , and how many fucking families you destroyed , well...I'm a fucking saint."

"I don't care Mike about what they do , your job is to watch them , I don't care about your life , I care about how those things will ruin my image if they go out there and stuff some random asshole they find close to the pizzeria , now get back to your desk , you pathetic man , or else being fired will be the LEAST of you worries..."

The purple people , the ones usually responsible for all this death involved in time lines of events that revolve around any pizzeria chain with the fazbear name , in countless worlds and times...their voices along with the guards , the redeemers ,the phone guys , the kids , the animatronics...it all goes down the same route , sooner or later...and I couldn't help but at first hearing this voices , draw the scenes the paint out and put them on the walls of the office , the various scenes of murder , pizza cooking , time changing , and guard stuffing scenes all around me , all gathered from the voices of lost souls , from various world , scatted on the winds...but now...I regret ever listening to the voices , to giving pictures to this grisly scenes...because I couldn't help but notice a nasty pattern that leads to a nasty end for all purple people...

Twang...*

*SNAP*

As I stare at the almost children's quality of drawing , depicting a purple skinned man , being disemboweled in a decayed bunny suit...and knowing that's my fate , I can't help but for some reason...s..smirk...

Myself: Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha , ha ha ha ha..ha.. .ha...huuuh...huhhhh...huuuh...*purple tears cover my face as I clench my head and begin to wretch and sob deeply.*

Myself: Why? Why me? What did I do to deserve this? Why must I die this way in my timeline ? I...it's not fair...

I find myself falling to me knees and hands as I begin to cry and wretch more violently , tears flooding my vision as I succumb to this sudden depression caused by this sudden realization...

"It's not...fair..."

(...Wow...welp , tell me what you guys think!)