A/N: Well I promised myself I wouldn't start a new fanfiction yet but that failed. This is my first FNAF fanfiction so please tell me what you guys think! Hope you all enjoy it. By the way, at first Marion doesn't look like the puppet does in FNAF 2 until later. And I may call her a marionette sometimes because that is what someone told me the puppet was called at first. In the beginning she has long blonde hair with a blue bow in the back, a black dress that goes to mid-thigh with white puffy sleeves and buttons, black and white striped gloves that go from her elbow to her wrist, white sash around her middle, and black and white striped sock boot things that go about to knee height. Also she has the red circle on her cheeks and pale blue eyes. Wow this was longer than it was supposed to be.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Five Nights at Freddy's! Nor will I ever.

She remembered the purple clothes her murderer wore. The color had always made her think of poison for some reason, but now it reminded her of him. The man who had fooled her into thinking he was kind, only to kill her. He was the reason for her suspicion of kind adults. He spilled her blood.

He was the reason she became a puppet.

Forever unable to see her parents again. Had they realized what happened to her? Had they found her body yet? She hoped so. Even if her parents had been angry that day, they still loved her. They had always told her they loved her when she went to sleep or left the house. Love. Oh, how she loved them. Where her heart was supposed to be ached dully as she curled up tighter in her box. She had loved them so much. And what about her son-to-be-born little brother? How would he ever know her if she wasn't there? Who would protect him on the playground since she couldn't? Some of the other kids were bullies and he would need his big sister to protect him. But, she couldn't. She was stuck here, in this box, in this body. She couldn't leave, Couldn't comfort her parents who must have stopped looking by now because, if she was right, it had been almost a year since she died.

This thought made her sad. Sad and angry. Why? Why had the mean purple man done this? She had been a good girl. She didn't cause problems very often and always cleaned up her toys when her parents told her to. So, why did he do it? Her claws curled into fists and her temper rose. Why?! Why?! Why?! Why?! Why?! What was once a smile turned into a frown. Anger filled her and she stood to get out of the box, her small body barely making a sound as she jumped down. Her feet were tiny, but she could still walk. These feet could carry her anywhere in the diner she had been stuck in for a few months now when they found the small puppet body she inhabited in the dumpster. So close. They had been so close to finding her body, hidden behind the diner.

She walked down the empty hall and into the main area, looking around the empty eating area her sadness grew. Golden Bonnie, some called him Spring though she wasn't sure why, and Fredbear were the only ones there up on the stage. Both were very still, leading her to assume they had been turned off. With an annoyed huff, she hoisted herself onto the stage and moved towards her two friends. They somehow knew she wasn't just a puppet and each time they saw her they treated her like a human child, not just a puppet animatronic. Every time she was sad they cheered her up as well, something she really needed right now.

Slowly, they started moving as they turned on. Their heads turned to look down at her once again smiling face. They turned full to face her.

"Hello there, Marion." They both greeted her.

"Hi, Fredbear, Spring. How was this morning? Were there a lot of people?" she asked eagerly.

"There were. Almost all of the tables were filled." Fredbear told her.

"And there were two birthdays." Spring added happily.

Marion grinned. She was glad that at least other kids could have a good day at the diner. They would never have to know she died near here.

"Let's play tag." She suggested. "Spring, you're it!"

Their game lasted until almost six in the morning and they went back to their places before the diner opened.

-Line Break-

A few days later things changed. Fredbear and Spring were put in the back room and four new animatronics came in. there was a brown Freddy, a purple bunny named Bonnie, a fox pirate named Foxy, and a chicken named Chica. Marion watched sadly as her friends were put away. She hadn't thought anyone would ever replace her friends. At least they were put in the back room with me, she thought. They never used her for shows or anything so she could stay in the back room with Fredbear and Spring. During the day she just sat in the box, all alone until night came. Then she would play games with her friends until the sun rose in the mornings. Peering around the corner, she watched as they put the new animatronics on stage. A microphone was placed in front of Freddy, Bonnie had a guitar, and Chica stood by Freddy. Foxy had his own stage they set up in a corner the day before. Curiosity burned through her. Could these animatronics become her friends too? Maybe she could introduce them to Fredbear and Spring! Although, if they were anything like her friends had been in the beginning, it would take a while for them to become fun to play games with. Oh well, she had forever to teach them how to have fun. She had taught Spring and Fredbear, she could teach them too.

With that in mind, she hurried back to the box and eagerly waited for night to descend upon the town. Too slowly did the day pass by, but finally it was night and Marion jumped out of the box. She turned Spring and Fredbear on, practically bouncing in anticipation. Once they were on, she guided them to the main room to meet their new potential friends. Hopefully they would all get along, she thought. It would be very upsetting if they didn't. The new animatronics stood exactly where they has been placed that morning to Marion's delight.

Together, the three of them turned on all four and waited for them to completely turn on. Chica came on first, slowly looking around the empty diner. She tilted her head to the side them noticed the three of them standing there. Foxy did the same and soon all four gathered in front of them.

"Hello!" I'm Marion, this is Fredbear, and this is Spring." Marion introduced. "I know your names, but these two don't, Can you introduce yourselves?"

"I'm Freddy." Freddy went first.

"Hi, I'm Chica."

"Arrrgh, my name is Foxy." his accent made her giggle.

"Hello, I'm Bonnie. It's nice to meet you."

They each sounded kind which created a happy feeling inside of Marion, "it's nice to meet you all as well. Would you like to be our friends?"

"We would love to be your friends." Chica walked closer to Marion and held out a wing for her to take.

Bonnie and the other two agreed and Marion set out to teach them about different games she liked to play. Spring and Fredbear helped her out and it wasn't long until they were playing hide-and-seek. Chica always hid in the kitchen so she wasn't pretty easy to find. Bonnie is a little better, but Freddy was the best at hiding. Even Spring and Fredbear had trouble finding him. As for who was the best finder, that would be Fredbear. Sure, Freddy gave him trouble, but he always found him in the end. No one else could find the elusive brown bear. Morning came far too quickly for Marion's liking. Everyone said their goodbyes as the three left for the back room.

-Line Break-

They had found her. Exactly two years after she had died, her body had been found hidden behind the diner. The commotion it cause could not be ignored by the marionette. Yelling and crying could be heard clearly from the front of the diner. Men in uniform kept in and out of the diner, looking for more clues that would lead them to her killer. She watched as her parents entered the diner, eyes red and puffy from the tears they shed. Her father looked like he was desperately trying to hold himself together. Her mom still had tears streaming down her cheeks and while the sight of them tugged at her, she focused on who her mom was holding.

It was her little brother!

He was small and a little chubby, but still her baby brother. What little hair he had on his head was brown like hers had been and like their parents, he too looked upset although for different reasons. His dark brown eyes held confusion as he watched their parents cry, unsure why they were so upset. He nuzzled into their mom's neck and she held him closer. Something in Marion ached so badly as she could do nothing to comfort them. All she could do was stand there and wish she had never died. Wished she could hug her family one last time and tell them how much she loved them and missed them.

Someone enveloped her in a hug. Foxy put his hook comfortingly on her shoulder while Chica held her tightly. Fredbear and Freddy stood beside Chica while Bonnie and Spring stood guard to make sure no one would see them. She had explained to them the week before what had happened to her. Since then, they had done what they could to keep her as cheerful as possible and, until now, they had been successful. Eventually, the police and her family left the diner, leaving the animatronics in the dark. But not before her mom had said one last thing that broke the barrier Marion had tried to put around her emotions.

"My poor princess. Today would have been her b-birthday. Sh-she would have been nine."

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