Chapter 1

You're not joking are you?

Hello my name is Justin Knights. I am 21 years old. When I was 15 I joined the police force...I know surprised me too. They said I had the skills not most policemen and women had. So I had to learn how to fight even better. I learned Karate, Hapkido, and Krav Maga. I also was taught how to free fun. They said I need to be light on my feet, so we not just learn how to free fun. At first I thought being a cop was going to be better for me.

It wasn't...you think being a cop is great, awesome, cool, or neat. Hahaha you're wrong. Being a cop has some wins, but sometimes you lose them too. I remember the five kids that went missing. Me and my mentor was working that case. This is what happened when we found the dude who did this.

My mentor Jack and I heard that there was some complains in Low Motel about screaming. Possibly physical abuse of some sort. We stop right in front of the mortel. We got out of my black and red mustang, that I got from my grandfather for my 16th birthday. A week before he died.

"Hey Justin...what do you think we'll find once we get to the room", Jack asked as he opened the door, getting out, and closing it behind him.

"I don't know possibly an abusive relationship. The people that called in said they heard screaming, crashing, and crying. So we should be prepared for anything", I said as I did the same.

"Well which room is it in."

"Room 242...damn that's on the second floor."

"Why damn? Its just a second floor", Jack said.

"You know what happens when there's a second floor involved. Many chances to get pushed off", I said.

"O yeah like Mike from homicide when that one dude pushed him off of the penthouse and falls in that pool when he was 40."

"Yup that's him", I said starting to walk up the stairs with Jack.

"Damn he's like what 75 now...76."

"Heh son of a bitch is 80. Can't believe he's retiring tomorrow. I don't know why, but I feel bad for him."

"How come? He's got money in the bank...the only thing you should feel for him is that he doesn't have to work anymore", Jack said.

"Yeah...I know he has money and a lot of it, but…", I stopped.

"But what!? Spit it out kid!"

"Remember he has enemies...and enemies are always there. Even when you think, or feel your safe...you are never safe when it comes to crime", I said.

"...Damn Justin I don't want to be bummed out when we talk to this dude. I just want to talk to this dude, see if he did something bad, put his ass in jail, and leave. Cake Justin...Cake", Jake said.

We reached room 242 and we knocked on the door.

"Hello?...This is officer Knight. If anyone is home please answer the door", I said knocking on the door again.

"We probably missed him. O well lets just-"

All of a sudden right before we started to leave we heard something break inside. We turned around and pulled out are handguns, so we could breach the area.

"On Three", Jack mouthed to me.

I nod in agreement.

"One...Two...Three", he mouthed as I kicked the door down.

Jack goes in first to check out the area. After Two seconds I moved in right behind him. Its a small living space, but its not that bad. I could see broken glass, wood, and other objects against the wall, roof, and floor.

I tap on Jack's shoulder and I point at the room he should check out. He nods and goes towards the room to check it out. I go into the second room to find nothing important.

"Hey kid...uhh...you might want to check this out", Jack whispered jestering to come in the masters room.

I close the door behind me to show that room was cleared out. I go and check out what Jack wanted me to see.

"What is it Ja...my god…", I said shocked.

There's dry blood and wet blood everywhere. There was a mattress in the corner covered in blood...fresh.

"O god I'm gonna-mmm-*throws up*"

"There-there just let it out Jack", I said patting his back trying not to throw up myself.

*Throws up* O god...I think I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Damn my weak stomach", Jack said running out of the room.

"God...damn...what did this asshole do", I whispered to myself as I looked around and holstered my gun.

"Umm...Justin remember the 5 missing kid case."

"Yeah", I reply coming out of the masters room.

"Well we don't have to look anymore...I think we found the prick", Jack said holding something out of the bathroom.

"Is that…", I said trying to say something.

"Yup...a Freddy Fazbear Costume...here's the mask", Jack said throwing it to me.

I catch it in mid-air and I examine the mask. As I looked at it…it made me feel like something is laughing in my face. Or stalking me in the distance. Then I bring it into the light to look at the eyes. Then in the eye part of the mask I saw a glare of something, or someone. It looked like it was moving. I turn around and I saw a man in a black hoodie and ski mask. Covering his face up.

"HEY! YOU", I yelled pointing at him.

He saw that I saw him, so he started to run.

"STOP", I yelled as I started to run after him.

The man ran out of the motel room and started to run down the hallway. I followed him behind trying to catch up to him.

The man looked over his shoulder to see if I was behind him. He gasps seeing that I'm gaining more speed.

"Stop now or I will have to use force", I yelled.

The man then took a sudden turn around the corner of the outside hallway. I did the same.

The man stopped in his tracks then turned around with a punch...fast. I had to react quick. So I kick his hand away from hitting me and I spin around with a hook kick to the side of his stomach. He gasps for air, but he didn't care. He then went for an upper cut. I leaned back, so it wouldn't hit me. He then went for a jab. I grab it in mid punch. I then grab his hand with my other hand and I twist it one way, then jerked it the other way flipping him on his side on the ground.

I then pull out a pair of handcuffs and I cuffed him. I bring him on his feet.

"Okay who are you exactly", I said pulling his hood down, and the ski mask off.

I nearly wanted to kill him the moment I seen his face.

"Kid your not going to believe who it is...its...o shit", Jack said as he slowly walked the rest of the distance between them.

"I know...its Officer Mike…"

"You guys are lying...I did nothing wrong…", Officer Mike said.

"Then explain why you ran from a crime scene, a cop, and almost harming an officer", I shot back to him.

"Plus", Jack said, "We found this", he held up his wallet, "This was in the Freddy Fazbear Costume...believe it Officer Mike...you're under arrest", he finished.

He just stares knowing he's done for. Then he looks at me.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you".

"I have taught you very well Justin...okay...you know what to do", he said with no resistance.

Then after a few minutes Officer Mike was in the back of the car pulling into the police station.

Me and Jack brings him in and everyone had their eyes on us. Once we shut the doors on the jail cell, everyone stared wondering what happened. I turn around to face everyone, then I spoked.

"Everyone...we caught the Freddy Fazbear Kidnap murder", I said to everyone.

At first they all gasped, then they cheered off Jack and I.

"Why did he do it", one of the officers asked.

"How do you know Officer Mike did it", another asked.

Jack whispers to me, "Tell know one yet...we need to talk to the Sheriff."

"Understood, never liked answering questions anyways", I said back.

"Please we can't say anything...yet...for now get back to work", Jack said out loud walking towards the Sheriff's Office.

I follow him behind as he spoken to the whole station.

We enter the Sheriff's Office to see the Sheriff on the phone.

"Yes...Yes Mr. Fazbear...yes we did catch him Mr. Fazbear...ye-yes Mr. Fazbear there right here in my office they just walked in...hold on please Mr. Fazbear…", he then covers the phone, so Mr. Fazbear doesn't hear him, "You two are now one of the famous cops in this department...question is he wants to talk to one of you...which one should he talk to first", the sheriff asked.

"Well the kid here is the one who got him, SO he should talk to Mr. Fazbear first...after all you stopped him in the first place.", he said pointing to me.

I look at the phone, at Jack, then back at the phone. I nod my head, "Yes, sir", I said as I picked up the phone.

"Hello", I said to Mr. Fazbear.

"Hello...Hello...aww yes hello there. My name is Fred Fazbear. The owner of Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria. Is your name Officer Knights?"

"Yes, sir. You can call me Justin if you want to sir", I replied.

"Well I would like you to know thanks to you and your mentor Jack my Pizzeria is now safe again. I would like to ask you if you could meet me at my Pizzeria around 10 P.M. Tomorrow", he said with hopeness in his voice.

"Yes, sir.., but may I ask why?"

"Why yes you may...I would like you to maybe help me with another important job at the pizzeria. Possibly gain more money in the process too."

"What's the problem", I asked.

"Well I have a night guard job and I have no-one to help me with that. I was wondering if you could help me figure out what happens at night that scares everyone away. I'll pay 120 at the end of the week", he said.

"Hold on a minute please", I said.

"Why of course...you're pleasant young man", he mention.

"Thank you", I cover the phone with my chest, "He wants me to help him out with a night guard shift at his Pizzeria", I said to Jack and the Sheriff.

"Well...it will give you a learning experience of what's it like being a night guard, and you are trained from many fighting styles, so I think he can handle it", Jack said.

Then I look to the Sheriff to see if its alright with him.

"I agree with Jack. You can take care of yourself. Plus I think you don't need a mentor anymore", he said smiling to Jack.

Then jack walks over to me and lays his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes...Justin...I think your ready. You don't need me anymore...got it Justin", he said smiling at me.

I smile back at him and then I salute him. He salutes me back then we stopped saluting each other and I went back on the phone to talk to Mr. Fazbear.

"Mr. Fazbear...I'll help you with the problem of yours."

"WONDERFUL! Meet me at the pizzeria by 10 P.M. Tomorrow. GoodBye young man", he said excitedly.

"Goodbye Mr. Fazbear. See you soon", I ended the call.

"Well...may I please be excused sir?"

"Not yet...Detective Jack you may leave now. I'll give you your assignments later tomorrow. You can go home now", the Sheriff said.

Jack nods his head then he leaves the room.

"Justin...please sit down. There's something I HAVE to tell you about the Pizzeria", he said watching me sit down with a serious face.

"Yes, sir...is there something wrong about this place", I asked.

"Well this pizzeria...been through a lot. There's the you know the Freddy Fazbear kidnap murder, but there was something else too…", he stopped to pull something out of his desk.

He throws it on the desk for me to read it.

"What the…", I started to say when I saw the newspaper headline.

*The Bite of '87*

*Around 12:13 p.m one of the animatronics of the most famous pizzeria has malfunctioned and had attacked one of the kids in the pizzeria. When officials came to the scene they had a hard time with crowd control, but finally they calmed everyone down and handled the animatronic.*

I didn't know what to say when I read that.

"Your joking right", I said hoping he was.

He just stares at me knowing what he has done.

"You're not joking are you", I said nervously.

"I'm sorry its just...during the night time I knew a few people that worked as the night guard there and well...they either never went back, or...left. Your different because you are young, skilled, smart, and useful. Whatever happens I know you can beat whatever is happening there. Here take this", he said handing me this small box.

I open it to see something I always wanted.

"How did you know I wanted a titanium, oil slicked, butterfly knife?"

"Lets just say its a 'Welcome to being a cop that doesn't need a mentor' gift. Plus I called up your mother to see what you wanted too."

"Thank you sir", I said taking the butterfly knife in my pocket, "I'll use it when in an emergency", then I shaked his hand with gratitude.

"No problem kid...you can leave now", he said pointing to the door.

I nod, get out of my seat, and I leave his office.

"O and Justin", the Sheriff spoken up.

I stopped before I closed the door to hear what he wanted to say.

"You can call me John", he said smiling at me.

I nod then I leave. I leave the station, go to the parking lot of the police station, get into my mustang, and I left the area.

Well I hope this was interesting for you guys. This was my first FNAF's fanfic. It was fun making it too, and please PM if you want. I don't care I'll talk to you. Bye until next time.