It was the beginning of a new week, which usually meant a new security guard. All of us were reset. I laid in the corner of the restaurant, waiting for the clock to strike twelve. I felt the rage inside me, the anger that never left. I hated humans, especially their children. I wanted to kill them. I wanted them all dead. I lay still, my broken voice spewing crackling radio frequencies. I was in a twisted heap, random limbs and parts jutting from my body. I heard the clock strike midnight and smiled internally.
The first night, I didn't move. I just stayed in my uncomfortable corner and heard the others wandering about. Balloon Boy made eerie laughter and said 'hello' and 'hi' and random times, his voice echoing in the silence. I heard lots of gasps and some screams come from the office as the other animatronics got near. I could hear the Marionette's music box playing softly in the background. When 6am came around, the night guard was still alive. I would get him. I would get that human and kill him.
The second night, I crept along the ceiling, the radio in my voice buzzing in and out. I froze when the cameras near me started to move, glaring into the lenses to put fear into that human's non existent soul. I eventually reached the hallway and quietly snuck on the walls and ceiling. I was so close! I was nearly in the room. The man looked up and instantly turned on the flashlight. I was blinded. He began flicking it, dizzying me and making my eyes hurt. I moved away, disappointed that I hadn't been able to destroy him. I watched as old Chica entered the room and the man put on the Freddy costume head. My mainframe immediately programmed me to accept him as an animatronic, as it did with Chica. Chica walked off. I knew the human wasn't really a robot like us, but I had to listen to my computer programming. I circled around and headed for the vents, but our time had run out. It was six o'clock and I had to go back to my corner. We'd get him another day. That human didn't stand a chance the next night.
Tonight was the night. That human would be torn to shreds, paying for his crimes. I made my way to the vents around 4am and crawled inside, making a loud banging sound. I wished I could've been more stealthy, but there was always a part sticking out somewhere. The wires poking out of my endoskeleton dragged across the metal material of the vent. The camera in the air vent turned on and a dim light flashed from it. I stayed for a few minutes before continuing to slide awkwardly along the vent. I was able to watch the human male. He was spastically checking the cameras, his face deepening in fear. He looked away and into the hall, and nearly shrieked. Toy Freddy was almost in the office. The man flashed the light at Freddy and instantly looked back at the camera screen to wind the music box. He'd forgotten to check my vent. As the human was stupidly occupied, I pulled myself out of the small vent and climbed the wall. I hung on the ceiling and started to play my radio voice. The man froze and slowly looked up. I stared at him with a deadly look and the blood drained from his face. He glanced at the camera and back at me, but in that short time, I had moved a bit closer. I swung myself at him, mouth open and ready to bite down on his throat, human fell backwards off his chair and pressed himself against the wall as I came at him. Right before my teeth nicked his skin, I stopped.