Hi... I'M SO SORRY NOT UPDATING MY OTHER FNAF STORY D: ! This one came up to mind, and I've been going through tons among tons of sh-t. *sighs* This is meant to be dark, by the way. So if you don't like stuff like this, LEAVE NOW! Hope you enjoy ;)

?'s POV

I woke up and couldn't see, all but darkness and my curly brown hair. Looking down, I saw bonds keeping me from moving, and some chains attaching my feet to the cement wall behind me. My own green eyes widened when I noticed my full position.

I wanted to scream, cry for help, but I couldn't. Then I felt a sharp pain run up my back, that's when I screamed in agony. What? Where? I still couldn't see, the pain messed with my vision, but then a bright light came out of no where. I squeezed my eyes shut, just to protect my eyes from the sudden light. Opening them, I could see I was in a room. A room with blood covering the wall, some of it looked fresh. I tried my hardest not loose my breakfast, or lunch, or dinner.. whatever! It was still pretty dark, and I couldn't see everything around me. "I see you are awake, little one." I heard. The voice sounded raspy, and deep, like the owner had a cold and strep throat at the same time.

"W-who's there? Just let me go," I said, tears streaming down my cheeks, "I, I, I just want to go home." The same voice laughed, a crazed, maniac laugh. I began to sob. What have I done to deserve this? Wow did I get here? Who was this crazy psychopath, laughing at my pathetic position? "Oh, you don't remember? The party? The fun!?... your friends...?" The same voice said, with amusement obviously in his tone of words. "W-wait, what party?" I choked. Then... I remembered what happened.

I'm so excited! The new Pizza place is open! Fredbear's Family Diner! I've been waiting for this moment my entire life! It just so happened to be my birthday too! Perfect timing, right? All my friends were going to be there, my parents and older brother too! What made this place special was the main attractions, something called... animabots... robottronics... No no, animatronics! Yeah, that's it. My parents were in the front seats of our rented van, holding hands. My older brother with his combed brown hair and sparkly green eyes, Mickey I liked to call him (because I kept saying his nickname wrong, and it stuck I guess), was holding my own as he was telling my friends and I a hilarious story that happened in his school. My best friend, Berrita, or Berry, giggled at the story. Her brown eyes filled with amusement, and her curly black hair covering her eyes. She then looked at me. "Your brother is so nice! A lot of boys his age are really mean," She whispered. I nodded and chuckled, then looked towards my other friends.

Phineas, or Finn as we liked to call him, was laughing at Mickey's story. Finn had messy red hair, he never bothered to brush it. He also had grass green eyes, sometimes he called them 'the only good brussel sprouts', which was kinda stupid. Connie sat next to him, her straight, blonde, hair always in a bun. Her own hazel eyes gazed outside, she always smiled, it made me wonder if she even had a bad side! Then there was Francisco, who we called Francis anyway. His choppy brown hair blew and tangled in the air of the AC. Francis's blue eyes then traveled down to his younger brother, Gabe. Gabe's dirty blonde hair curled around his sky blue eyes, little Gabe giggled at Mickey's story as well. Then the van stopped, I gasped and looked outside, there it was: Fredbear's Family Diner!

I started bouncing up and down, this was my first birthday party outside my house. My parents exited the van to let us out the back. Mickey was the first to exit, and he picked me up to let me down. "You're getting heavier Macy! You won't be my little sister anytime soon." I giggled, yep, Macy was my name. "Ow! Finn, you stepped on my foot!" Francis yelled. "Sorry laddie." Oh, did I mention that Finn lived on the seas with his dad for a while? He picked up his dad's accent. "Ugh, boys," Berry began, "Macy doesn't want to hear you two bickering! Especially on her birthday!" Gabe and Connie giggled. "Alright, let's head in now. Who wants to try the pizza here?" My mother said, she laughed when we all immediately raised our hands, my brother and dad including.

I was the first to walk in the building. It was so huge! I could here other kids laughing and screaming in joy. My friends looked around in awe, Francis was holding Gabe's hand so he wouldn't run ahead. "I wish I borrowed my dad's camera." Connie pouted. When my parents and brother came back from the desk up front, we all got some wrist bands. Mine specifically said 'Happy Birthday!'. I ran towards the open room ahead, and music blasted through my ears. I could hear Finn, Francis, and Gabe start shouting of who should play the arcade games first. Connie and Berry walked over to me. "We should go see those robots everyone at school's been talking about." Berry said. We did just that, and ran towards the stage at the back of the huge room.

However, to our disappointment, the curtains were closed. I turned around to see Mickey talking to an employee, the employee left and then Mickey looked at me. "They'll be out in 15 minutes tops!" He yelled. Berry rolled her eyes, while Connie said, "At least they will come out." The three of us ran towards the arcade with the rest of our friends. We played that basketball shooting game, PAC-MAN, and even some racing games. I looked at the clock on the wall, it has been thirty minutes, where are the animatronics? "Hey Finn, tell the others I'll be back." Finn, who was about to do a crane game, nodded. I walked out towards the main room. I could see my parents and Mickey ordering pizza to the same employee as before. I was about to walk over to where they were when.. "Little girl, are you alright?"

I turned around to see a golden rabbit. I looked at it and gasped. "Are you one of the performers here?" He nodded. "Name's Springtrap, our little band is being delayed sadly, but that doesn't mean it won't come." I nodded and smiled, it is coming after all! Then Springtrap noticed my wrist band. "Say is it your birthday?" I grinned. "Yep! My 7th! I'm a tad bit older then my friends." Springtrap chuckled. "Say, all our birthday girls and boys have a backstage look at our setup and such. You want to see?" He said. "Would I!" I responded. The gold rabbit motioned for me to follow, and I did so. We walked towards a door that said 'KEEP OUT'. "Umm, Mr. Springtrap. It says keep out on the door."

Springtrap looked at the door, and hummed. "Well, Macy, we just keep that out for the trouble makers." Huh, sounds reasonable. Wait, I didn't tell him my name, nor was it on my wrist band. "How did you-" I was interrupted when the door opened. It was a bit dark, maybe that just kept more trouble makers out, to scare them away. "Ladies first," Springtrap said. I walked in, excited for what was to come. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIDDO!" That was the last thing I heard, when I passed out.

Macy's POV

I shivered, more tears streamed down my cheeks. "Are you Mr. Springtrap!" I sobbed. More laughter, "WHY YES! I am 'Mr. Springtrap'" I heard footsteps. They got louder and louder, more echoes bounced off the walls as they did so. "Stay away!" I cried. "Where is my mommy...my daddy... Mickey!?" I yelled, hopefully for one of them to respond, but I know they won't. In my little to no vision, I saw it. Purple. I saw purple clothing, shoes, hair, hat, and skin. What stood out the most was the eyes, a terrifying smile, and a silver knife. The eyes glowed a pearl white, and his smile taunted me, terrified me, scared me. I knew my fate, a cruel one it was. The knife further proved it.

"The name is NOT, 'Mr. Springtrap', it's Vincent. Or the Purple Guy, if you will." He said. I pressed my self against the wall, not caring for the blood staining my clothes. "WHY!? LET ME GO!" I yelled, trying to sound brave, but the tears and crack of my voice ruined the effect. Vincent walked closer, slowly, making sure each and every step got louder. I put more pressure in to my back, hopefully to fall through and find the police, or my friends and family. But that was impossible. As soon as the terrible man was a foot away from me, he raised his knife... and swung down.

He didn't hit my head or face, far from it, but the sharp blade entered my right shoulder. I tried to hold in my screams, but I couldn't hold it in. Vincent's smile grew wider, enjoying my pain. More tears fell down my face as I screamed louder, Vincent twisted his knife. More burning pain rushed through my body, making me shout and plead for him to stop. "WHY! WHY DO YOU DO THIS!" I yelled. The purple guy's knife came out, and he put it in front of my face just to taunt me. The sight of my own blood made me want to puke. "I do this... because you brats are just so FUN to mess with."

He raised his Knife again, and sunk it in to the same shoulder as before. This time however, he slit the knife down my arm. More screams of agony slipped past my lips, hearing this, Vincent twisted his knife again and ran the knife back up to my shoulder. The stinging and burning pain was too much for ANYONE to take. I looked down my arm to see it coated in blood, the red liquid ran down my sides, staining my clothes. The purple man enjoyed seeing my position, and went to my other shoulder. He went through the same thing as before, but added more pressure and twisted the knife more often.

My sobs echoed and bounced off the walls. "MOMMY! DADDY! MICKEY! ANYONE, PLEASE HELP ME!" I shouted, burning my lungs in the process. Vincent began to laugh again, enjoying my calls for help. He pulled his knife out my shoulder out again, and flicked the blood off the blade. The pain was still present, but I managed to say, "You are a VERY bad man." The said man only grinned. "Why thank you." He raised his knife, I prepared my poor, throbbing arms again, but this time he sent the sharp metal into my left leg. "AHHHHHH! MAKE IT S-S-STOOOOP!" He just ignored me as he sunk the blade through my skin even more, and moved his knife life a zipper to my knee.

I pleaded to him again to stop, but I know he wouldn't, no man would find me. My poor family and friends. What would they do without me? What will happen when I die? What will- "AHHHHHHHH!" My thoughts were interrupted when he moved his knife to my right leg. More screams of pain filled the room. My poor body was covered in blood. The purple guy then did the same as he did to my other leg. He pulled his knife out and flinged more blood off of it, this time on to me. I cried and wept as he let me feel the throbbing and stinging in my body. I'm going to die.

"Don't forget the grand finally, Macy!" I tried to tell myself this was a nightmare, I'll wake up in the van, with Mickey holding my hand, country music playing on the radio with everyone singing with the song. "h-h-help..." I pleaded for the last time. That's when Vincent stabbed my stomach. I didn't even bother to scream or struggle, and I just let him do what he wanted. He slid the knife around my body, to my stomach, to my lower back, to my chest, and to my spine. The pain burnt my skin and made my head throb. I didn't say a thing, I just let the waterfall of tears run down my cheeks.

The evil man began to trace his cursed metal through the spots he already ran through. This burnt my insides, and my shirt was now a dark shade of red. Not pleased with not saying anything, Vincent then pulled his knife out and stabbed the side of my neck. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. There was nothing left for me to say. "Goodbye Macy. You were my best victim yet." That's when Vincent pulled the chain from the wall, and left without me. I laid there, letting my own blood slide down my body. I attempted to inchworm my way to freedom, but I would lose the last of my blood in my veins before I got there.

My blurry vision was able to see something in the corner. I crawled my way over there to see a slender body. The black body had some white stripes on its legs and arms, with a white mask on its face. Looking at the mask closely, I saw it had a permanent smile with red lipstick and cheeks. It's soulless black eyes had purple tear streaks tracing its cheeks. Along with it had a mess of curly black hair with some white highlights, and it looked like a she. It also had strings attached to it, probably making it a puppet. To me, it was beautiful. I crawled towards the puppet looking thing and laid my head on its chest.

I laid there, letting my vision get blurrier and blurrier. I thought about my friends and family. My Dad. My Mom. Berry. Connie. Francis. Finn. Little Gabe. Mickey... I just wanted to hold his hand again.

Letting more tears slide down my cheeks, I said my last and final words, "I love you... Macy says goodbye..."

Everything... went... black...

And scene :( I'm sorry for letting my dark side be written into this one. I had an idea for a long time with this one. Poor little Macy. I will continue this on another day. So please R and R and I hope you enjoyed...