This is in no way related to Grand Reopening. This is in a completely different universe. So, calm yourselves, and enjoy this soothing music while you read Evil Doesn't Die.

Evil Doesn't Die

A man known as Michael Schmidt sat on his recliner, seeming to be bored with his life. Ever since he graduated, he thought what he dreamed in elementary. He would be rich, have women, have anything in his life that he ever wanted.

But as the years went by, Mike learned that the dreams he had were simply crushed when his father had passed away. "Joseph Schmidt, right?" Mike chuckled, attempting to remember him. He always knew that someone he loved would pass away. Every single person reminded him.

"Oh, Mikey, you must know that someone would be gone." Mike mocked those people, then he realized what place he was in right now. His mother's house, being… alone. "I wish I had the job I wanted..." Mike mumbled, looking down. Whenever he was sad, he'd always go to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Sadly, the place demolished years ago, plus Mike was 33, imagine a grown man eating pizza, dancing with the animatronics, acting like a child. "They'd probably call 911." Mike grinned.

He heard the door open, seeing his blonde mother enter. "Hey, Mom." Mike said, paying attention on his nails. "Oh, hey, Michael." She passed by Mike and placed a news-paper in his lap. "What's this?" He asked, his mom chuckled. "Check for jobs in there." She said, Mike obeyed and skimmed through the pages, ignoring every single one. "Chuck E. Cheese Mascot? Fuck, no." Mike hissed, skipping to the middle.

He became frozen solid, as his eyes stared at the advertisement. "No, how can this…" Mike couldn't believe his eyes. "It moved, though..." Mike continued to stare at the advertisement, "Freida? Who in the hell is Freida?" Mike hissed, reading the description.

GRAND REOPENING!

Freida Fazbear's Pizza Palace!

The famous pizzeria is back! Bringing back some new and old characters from your childhood! Parents, get ready to kick back and relax as your child has unlimited fun at Freida Fazbear's Pizza Palace!

With humongous upgrades and awesome games, the fun is endless!

Hey! Want to join the Freida Fazbear Crew? Well, call our number!

1-800-FRED-FAZBR

Mike grinned madly. His mood becoming sad to excited. "Mom!" He yelled out. "Yes?" Mike pulled out his phone, "I found the job." His mom exited her room and went to the living room, giving Mike two thumbs up. "I'll be outside, I'm going to call them." Mike said as he grabbed the newspaper and exited the apartment.

"Hello?"

"Um, yes, I saw your advertisement. I was a huge fan of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, y'know, the one in 1987."

"Yeah, there was a reason we closed that down..."

"Anyway, I was wondering if I could join."

"Really? Oh, that's great! We have only one position available: Night-Guard."

"Sure, why not?"

"Alright. You'll have to watch the animatronics, Freida, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy. We decided to bring back the old gang as well. Though, they won't be playing any time soon. You'll mainly see them walking around, and we fixed them a year ago. People won't finally have nightmares about Bonnie without a face, heh-heh.

Anyway, you'll have to monitor the pizzeria, you'll have doors on the left and right, you can also use the lights for blind spots. Also, our budget is very low, so the power is limited. Make sure to bring a better fan, because ours sucks."

"Um, okay. When does my shift start?"

"It will start at 12 AM, today. My name is Eric Vasquez, I'll be checking on you with the phone on each night."

"Alright, want me to meet you at the pizzeria?"

"Sure, and your name is?"

"Michael Schmidt. Just call me Mike."

"Alright, and yeah, meet me at the pizzeria, I'm sure you'll see it."

"I know where it is."

"Okay, well, farewell, employee."

Mike hanged up and approached his sedan. "Here we go," he mumbled, entering his blue sedan. Mike put the key in and slammed his foot on the accelerate pedal, hearing the tires screech before driving off.

Time Skip- Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria

Mike approached the pizzeria, seeing the children heading for it as well. "Holy shit." He mumbled, opening the door. He saw a man sitting at one of the tables, wearing a tag pinned on his shirt.

"Eric Vasquez."

Mike headed towards the man, being careful not to be trampled by children. "Eric!" Mike waved his hand, trying to get the man's attention.

"What? Oh. Hello, Mike." Eric reached out his hand as Mike shook it. "So, as you can see on the stage, those are the animatronics." Eric pointed at the trio, Mike became awestruck. "They look just like the old ones, well, except..." Eric chuckled, "Yeah, we upgraded them. Don't ask." Mike nodded.

"Alright, follow me." Eric then walked off, Mike followed. "This is the Office." Mike checked the office. "Let me guess, those are the doors..." Eric nodded, pressing a button labeled DOOR, a metal door came down in front of Mike.

"Pretty neat." Mike rubbed his chin. The door then went back up, as Mike exited the office. "Alright, your shift will start at 12 AM." Eric noted, Mike nodded.

12 AM

Mike sat in his chair, feeling the cool air the fan was giving off. "Well, I guess this is my first night." Mike said, as he checked the cameras. He saw Bonnie, Chica, and Freida stand on the stage, looking lifeless. He switched to the dining area, seeing the walking Freddy. "Must not get confused. Eric said they'll be walking around, the new ones start on the stage, the old ones start in the dining area." Mike heard the phone rang as he lowered the monitor.

"Hello, hello? If you're hearing this, then welcome to Freida Fazbear's Pizza Palace! I have to read this thing to you, but it's really long, so no. Anyway, I hope you enjoy your new job. This is just the first step to a thrilling career! Just make sure to monitor the animatronics, and watch out for that power! I'll talk to you tomorrow night. Good luck."

Mike pressed one of the buttons labeled as LIGHT, a bright light gave Mike a chance to see. "Okay, that gives me sight, I guess..." He soon sounds of whirring and pots and pans crashing. "The hell?" Mike said as he checked the cameras, looking to see whoever caused the ruckus. He tapped on the Kitchen camera, seeing nothing but static. "I'll contact Eric about that..." Mike then lowered the monitor, and checked the entrance on the left. He tapped LIGHT, only to be greeted by a purple bunny animatronic about to enter. "AH FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!?" Mike yelled out, falling on the floor.

Mike immediately backed up, and laid against the wall. "Oh shit..." He started to pant, seeing the monitor on the floor. "I think that thing got in..." He still saw the silhouette of the bunny's ears. "CLOSE THE DOOR!" Mike screamed, punching the button.

"Aw..." He heard the feminine voice speak. "Who are you...?" Mike asked.

"My name is Bonnie, I just wanted to see the new guy... which is you..." She responded. Mike heard the rumors of being stuffed, his curiosity took the hold of him though. He opened the door, allowing the bunny to enter.

"Thank you." She spoke as she skipped into his office. Mike sat down back in his chair, noticing the bunny's body.

Holy shit.

"What's your name?" Bonnie asked, staring at Mike. "Oh! Uh, my name is Mike Schmidt. Kenneth is my middle name," He chuckled.

"Mike? That's a cute name!" She exclaimed, Mike rubbed his neck, blushing. "Thanks, Bonnie is really good as well."

"Care to meet the rest of the gang?!" Mike shrugged, "Why not?" Bonnie exited The Office as Mike followed.

3 AM

Bonnie tapped on Freida. "Wakey-wakey, sleeping beauty." Mike chuckled at Bonnie's attempt. Freida then opened her eyes. "Yes, dearest?" She sounded proper, and more lady-like. "Meet our new night-guard!" Freida took a good luck at Mike, studying his appearance. "Now, let me wake Chica up..." Bonnie mumbled.

"THE PIZZA IS BURNING!"

Chica immediately shot up, flailing her arms around. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" It reminded Mike of that Darth Vader scene. Chica's voice echoed throughout the pizzeria. Freida chuckled. "Look, dear, it was just a joke Bonnie played." She patted Chica's back. Mike snickered. "Who's that...?" Chica pointed at the laughing night-guard. "That, my dear, is Mike Schmidt." Chica slightly tilted her head. "He looks weird."

Silence...

Well, that was Chapter 1! See you on the next one!