I don't like the idea of Foxy being a heartless murderer, OK? I like to think to think of the animatronics as nice people who don't realise that they are killing people. This also applies to my other FNAF fanfiction. OK lets get started.

I sit down on a stool in my cove and cried. A cleaner found me today. He said that I was a heartless murderer and I disgusted him. It only reminded me of that day. The day that ruined my life.

It was a normal day at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I was performing in the Pirate Cove when my head started twitching. I started to glitch up and lose control. I tried to warn the little mateys but it was too late. I lost control. I felt ferocious. I saw a child sitting close to the front. I launched towards him, jaws right open. When I reached him I stabbed the top of his chest with my hook and lifted him up. I clamped my mouth down on the boy's forehead and heard a bloodcurdling scream. I 'tasted' blood and something else, squishy and watery. I quickly recovered control over my own body and spat out whatever was lodged in my jaw. I was horrified when I saw what it was.

Part of a brain.

The frontal lobe to be precise. It was covered with blood. I felt it drip down my jaw. I looked at the child. Part of his head was ripped off. Blood was covering his mouth. Paramedics rushed in. I stepped forward to help but a cop pointed his gun at me.

"Don't come any closer you monster!" he said.

Within the next 5 minutes the Cove cleared and the pizzeria shut until further notice. I fell to my knees.

"I-I be a monster…" I realised. I heard the band come in but didn't respond. I was crying.

"Foxy? Are you alright? We heard about what happened," Freddy said.

"I…I don't know. I lost control and just attacked the little matey. I be a monster."

Suddenly I heard a slow evil laugh. I was surrounded in darkness. "What the-"

A golden Freddy suit appeared in front of me. It was standing but not. Like it was leaning on a non-existent wall.

"Heh heh heh…that was fun." It said. It sounded like Freddy, only...demonic. It sent shivers down my metal spine. "What do you think Foxy? How did you like the taste of blood?"

"What...?"

"Remember when you seemed to lose control over your own body?"

"That was-"

"Yep. Me," The bear smirked.

I growled. "I should cut ye into little pieces ye scurvy dog!" I drew my cutlass and swung but the blade went right through him.

AGAIN WITH THE SMIRK!

Golden Freddy started to fade away, laughing as he went.

I woke to see the others staring at me worriedly.

"Are you OK man?" Bonnie asked, holding out a paw. I took it with my good hand and he helped me up. I clenched my fist. 'I will get my revenge…"

I'm pulled from my thoughts by a robotic wing stroking my back. I realise I was crying and wipe my eyes.

"Are you OK?

"I be fine Chica."

They don't look too convinced. "Hey I know what'll help! Why don't ya try to catch that new night guard while I find him a cool suit?" Bonnie offers. I smile.

"OK."

If it wasn't too clear, basically Golden Freddy possessed Foxy and made him the bite the kid. This is why so many people think Foxy did it. Anyway see ya guys.

Dragon Out!