I recommend you read this story at night, or at least in the dark. Just for the spooky effect ;).

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Ninjago or FNAF.

Chapter 1

"We need a frappuccino for a Ms. Akane. Fall special!" The employee shouted over his shoulder as he gave the order to Nya. She scanned it over before muttering a quick thanks, and immediately rushed over to the coffee maker. Nya clipped the order up on the string where she could see it. She grabbed one of the fall-decorated stacked cups, and placed it under the dispenser. She then pressed the button that read "Frappuccino".

A hot, caramel-colored liquid started to pour down.

"Nya, thanks again for making that machine."

She jumped.

Whipping her head around, her shoulders and face relaxed. It was only her friend, Skylar. She was smiling amusedly at Nya's reaction. Skylar was dressed in casual, but nice, clothing. Her red hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, and her lips had bright red lipstick on them. There were tints of red on her cheeks and nose from the cold weather outside, and her coat hung from her arm.

Skylar was a newfound friend she made a couple of weeks ago when Nya first moved into Ninjago City. The first time she met the red head was when she entered the city's dojo. It was a nice, spacey place with tapestries hung on the walls and orange mats placed at the floors.

Just as Nya entered the dojo, she saw Skylar fall over after her punching bag smacked against her. She immediately had rushed over to help her up. After that, they chatted for awhile and trained a bit with each other before Skylar had to rush off somewhere to the cafe she owned.

The second time they met was when Nya (once again) noticed Skylar, in her cafe a few days later. She was trying to fix the machine used to make coffee for customers, and it was apparently spewing coffee in all directions. So she then decided to come to her a second time, and suggested that she could fix the machine. From there, they again chatted, and this time really got to know each other, which inevitably lead her to getting a job in "Chen's Coffee" and a new friend.

"You scared me," Nya exclaimed grinning. Skylar placed her brown handbag onto the countertop next to the coffee machine still smiling. "But seriously. You really helped me. Like, a lot."

Nya took an orange, plastic bottle container from a nearby Halloween-decorated shelf. The bottle was labeled "Pumpkin Spice Sauce". Nya started pouring some into the frappuccino. "It's really not a big deal, "she replied as she looked at her friend. "I mean, I just know a thing or two about machines, inventions, etc." Nya placed the bottle back onto the shelf and started looking around for the whipped cream bottle, opening cabinets above and putting her head inside to look around.

"Well then, you sure do know a lot." Skylor smirked amusedly and walked over to where Nya was searching, grabbing the whipped cream bottle that stood next to the machine. "Looking for this?"

Nya face palmed and groaned. "Ugh, I'm such an idiot." She took the whipped cream from her and shook it up before spraying it into the cup. As she sprayed, she looked at Skylor from the corner of her eye and professed, "But if anything, you really helped me out." Nya placed the whipped cream bottle back unto the table and stretched.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten a good enough job with decent pay for food and rent and everything else," she grunted.

Skylor shrugged. "It was the least I could do after you helped fix the coffee maker. Oh," Skylor remembered, "did you ever get another job for your rent?"

Nya nodded with a neutral look.

"I suppose I did. I mean, I'm going to have to go to sleep earlier than usual in order to stay wide awake for the job." Nya leaned against the counter with her elbows on them.

"Oh really?" Skylar cocked an eyebrow as she also leaned her side against the counter as well. "What job did you apply for. Sounds like you took a night shift."

Nya sighed.

"Well, I needed an extra job so I'd make sure I'd have enough cash to cover my rent at the end of each month." She scratched her head and winced. "Though, I don't know if I'll be able to manage between my day job and night job, but I think I'll be able to handle it if I 'totally' act like a responsible adult and don't stay up watching soap operas."

Nya put on her best sarcastic face, and Skylar laughed at the comment.

"But anyways, I applied for the night shift at Ninjago's pizzeria."

Skylar immediately stopped smiling. It was as if the cheerful and relieving mood that was previously present had changed suddenly to a more tense and serious atmosphere. Everyone and everything around them kept going as if nothing had just happened. The cafe and world moving on as always.

But time sure did seem to stop in their own little bubble.

"You got a job at...Ninjago's Pizzeria?" Skylar started out, a weird look on her face.

Nya fidgeted with the corner of her black apron, an old habit of hers. She bit her lip. "Um, an old friend of my parents had reached me. He's the owner of Ninjago's Pizzeria. Both he, and I think his brother, run the business. And well, after he reached me, we chatted for a bit and I told him how I was in a dilemma where I wouldn't have enough money to pay for rent by the end of the month, and so he offered me a job at the Pizzeria. I couldn't resist since it was actually really good pay and all, so I decided to take it and...I'm rambling again, aren't I?"

"Not at all," Skylar replied coolly. "But...there have been a lot of history around that place. Like the missing children incident, 'The Bite', a few murders, missing night guards, broken animatronics, really. There's more, but I can't name them all. There's a lot of mysteries over there. I'm surprised Ninjago's is still even open."

Nya's eyes widened. Her whole childhood revolved around the pizzeria. To hear that so many horrible things and events took place in one of her favorite childhood places was shocking.

Nya stuttered, "Are you sure? I used to go there so many times when I was a kid. I never really heard of any of those things happening!"

Skylar shrugged.

"Well then you obviously escaped the craziness before it even started." Skylar smirked. "But you know. That's not the only stuff I heard. Some say that the Pizzeria is haunted by ghosts," her voice grew more dramatic as she lifted her hands in a motion to exaggerate. "Others also believe that the killer is still out there, and will one day come back to the Pizzeria to kill anybody else that decided to stay in the restaurant."

Nya raised a brow with a deadpan face.

"Psh, I'm just joking," Skylar chuckled. She looked serious again. "But I'm not joking about the other things."

"I'm pretty sure that's all in the past now. I don't think anything like that will happen again-" Nya was interrupted by her opinion when a woman's voice called out to them. Both of their heads turned to the source of the voice. "Um, is my coffee finished?"

She gasped as her eyes grew big.

"Oh! I totally forgot! I'm so sorry, I'll be right there with your frappuccino," she called out to the other lady.

The other smiled gently. "Oh, it's alright. I just wanted to see if my coffee was ready," she replied back nicely.

Nya pressed another button on the coffee machine and placed the frappuccino under the dispenser and slowly turned it around as caramel started drizzling on the whipped cream.

"Welp. I better get going. Gotta get to my office and start on work, as always," Skylar grinned and pulled out her phone and checked the time. "I'll see you later."

As she left to go upstairs, Nya waved at her with her left arm, the other holding the cup.

She quickly added in a chocolate drizzle, then sprinkled some pumpkin spice on and grabbed an orange straw. She put it into the coffee. Nya grabbed the order that was clipped to the string, and a plastic lid from on her way to the customer.

The customer was an old woman. She had glasses, and her loose, grey hair put neatly into a braid that went all the way down to the middle of her back. She had a tanned coat on along with a knitted scarf that had many colored and thin stripes on it. The ends being magenta. The fur of her coat and the scarf covered her neck and red checks cozily. Her most noticeable detail were the dark circles underneath her eyes, showing obvious tiredness.

Nya peeled off a Halloween sticker 🎃 from the counter drawer and placed the sticker on the order, sticking it onto the frappuccino. Then she looked up at the lady.

"Are you Ms. Akane?"

The other looked at her with a confused expression. *I'm sorry, can you repeat that?"

Nya repeated a bit more loudly, "Are you Ms. Akane."

Again the older woman looked at her puzzled before what looked like realization washed over. "Ah! Well. Yes, I am," She said before adding awkwardly, "I'm a little disoriented…"

Nya replied good-naturedly, "Oh it's fine. I completely understand."

Ms. Akane smiled gratefully, and she grabbed the frappuccino Nya handed her and put in a five dollar tip before walking rather quickly towards the doors of the cafe and rushing out.

That tip made Nya's day.


Nya woke up with a start. She felt the tears that had formed in the corner of her eyes, start to fall. She lifted her hand up to them.

She was in her bed, lying on her side, her palms clenched with sweat. Her red blanket was on the floor. The whole bedroom was dimmed and her window curtains were pulled over the window, but light still escaped through.

Nya turned over in her bed so that she was facing the bland, white ceiling of her apartment room. Her eyes still had tears in them.

I miss mom. I miss dad. I miss him.

At that thought she started to cry. Tears fell through her cheeks. Nya's eyes shut closed. Her teeth were clenched. Her throat ached. She again turned to her side and pulled her knees up against her chest and started hugging herself as sobs racked through her body. Thoughts of her family kept appearing in her head. She took deep breaths in hopes of calming herself down, but to no avail.

Why did they have to leave? Why does everybody else get to keep their family?

Nya pushed the palms of her hands against her eyes.

Why do I have to be alone…

Nya cried until she fell back asleep, in the same position as she just was. Small and helpless.


Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep.

Nya groaned.

Her phone alarm kept ringing and ringing until her hand smacked against the "dismiss" button. Nya slowly opened her dreary eyes. She groaned again. It was time to go to work. Again.

She pulled herself from bed and slumped over to her drawer top. There, her night guard clothes laid neatly and folded. Her ID and key were right next to the them.

Nya picked the clothes up with her hand, and stretched. She then headed over to the bathroom to get ready. Fifteen minutes later she stepped out in her security guard uniform. She walked into the kitchen and made herself a quick bowl of cereal. After, she placed the bowl into the sink and quickly brushed her teeth as Nya looked herself in the mirror and made sure she looked fine.

Nya then grabbed her ID, key, and a snack and water bottle, which she had all placed in her purse, before heading out. She drove in her car 20 minutes before getting to her destination. She stepped out, crossed the street, and reached the doors. Nya pulled her key from her purse, and inserted them into the key slot. She turned them and heard a click. Nya pulled the key out and put them back into her small purse, and opened the doors.

As she entered, Nya immediately heard voices coming from Wu's office.

"He's going to come after me, Wu. He won't stop at nothing to get these files!"

"Don't worry. It will be all okay-"

The voice that sounded like a woman's shouted more frustratedly back, "No! You don't understand the gravity of the situation. There is something going on. Something odd. Something that doesn't make any sense. Everything that's happened for the past 15 years, it's not right."

Wu's voice which Nya was able to make out sounded as if it were trying to calm the other down.

"Calm down, calm down. I understand, but we need the animatronics. We can't throw them out. They're not dangerous to the children either way. And Ronin has done a good job for these 8 years," there was a sipping before he continued, "and now, we need a new security guard. After I get that situation covered, we can go back over with what you have brought us."

Nya started hearing a pair of footsteps come closer to where she was.

"A new security guard?! Are you delirious? Ronin is the only one capable of this job."

Nya wondered in curiosity. She didn't get what was so difficult in watching the building for 6 hours straight. If anything, it sounded a bit boring.

The footsteps got closer.

"Well, it only makes sense that he would retire, though. He says he has had enough of this place, and given up entirely on it and everything else."

The other voice sounded shocked. "But-but-but we're close! I've just only gotten this information after months of researching, and finding the files from-"

"He says he's done, Misako."

At that moment, Mr. Wu and the woman from earlier whom she had recognized had walked into her view. Nya looked at the lady with surprise. It was Ms. Akane.

"Oh! It's you again!" Ms. Akane exclaimed, taken aback. Nya could see the tanned coat and scarf from earlier being held by her arm. Nya rubbed her purse strap awkwardly.

Wu stepped towards the two and observed, "So you two have met, I see."

Nya looked at the manager with a shrug. "We met at the cafe I work at."

"Ah, well that clears things up."

Ms. Akane looked at Nya and Wu suspiciously before asking, "If you don't mind me asking, have you possibly applied for the night shift as a security guard?" Misako put her coat and scarf onto the table, as if she decided she was going to be staying there for a while.

Nya looked between the two nervously. She could tell tension was slowly rising. "Uh, yeah, as a matter of fact, I did."

That set things off dramatically.

"You hired a girl for the job?!" Ms. Akane yelled, specifically to Wu.

"Misako, it's not what you think-" before Wu could finish, she interrupted.

"Are you stupid? What makes you so sure she can take it?" Misako stomped to where Wu stood. He looked nervously at her. Then quickly composed himself.

"Nya is perfectly capable. I haven't seen anyone like her. She's reliable, smart, independent, and a fighter. She can do it."

Misako looked at Wu as if he were the most dense and dimwitted person in the world. She then looked to Nya, making her feel just as scared as Wu was. She could see her blazing green eyes stare intently at her. Almost as if she were looking into her soul.

"Do you have any idea what you're getting yourself into? I'm giving you a choice to leave now, and I highly recommend you take that choice" Ms. Akane insisted. Nya looked at her confusedly. "I think I'll be able to handle the job. You don't have to worry." She could see Wu smile gratefully at her.

Ms. Akane looked at her intently and asked again, "Are you sure? I'm warning you, this is not a job for you."

Nya nodded with confidence, feeling assurance. "I'm sure."

Ms. Akane stared at Nya for a few seconds, studying her. Then she sighed and looked out that window of Ninjago's. "...alright. I'll be going then." With that, the older woman took her coat and scarf off the table and started to leave.

"Okay," Nya waved, "goodbye, Ms. Akane."

Both the woman and Wu stopped in their tracks, and silence followed.

Until Wu broke it.

"Did you say...Ms. Akane?"

Nya turned to him. "Yeah, why? Is that not her name?"

The other started, wincing, "Well...I suppose in a way it is…?"

Mr. Wu raised an eyebrow towards her.

"Really, Misako?"

Nya put her hand to her head and started groaning. "I'm so confused. You guys are so confusing. Can someone just tell what the big deal is? Is or is your name not Ms. Akane?"

Wu and the old woman looked at each other, before the woman broke the silence, "Just call me Misako." She smiled.

"Alrighty then," Nya exasperatingly said. "This just got a whole lot more weird, but, oh well. Life is weird that way. Just, show me what my job requires me to do, will you?"

Mr. Wu and Misako chuckled. But then Misako frowned. At that point, Misako left with a goodbye, and left Wu and Nya alone. There was silence, until Nya remarked, "I wonder what that was all about. The whole thing with Misako telling me not to take the security guard shift." She turned to Wu. "Do you know?"

Wu was quiet for a moment, before responding, "Nya, are you sure you want this job? I can always give you another."

Nya got frustrated. Everyone was avoiding her questions. "Again, like I said," She started, trying to calm herself, "This is the best job. I already have a day job, and that one isn't enough to pay for everything. But with this shift, I can both pay for both everything and fit it into my schedule."

Wu sighed.

"Okay. What time is it?" He quickly asked, sounding a little panic stricken.

"Uh," Nya pulled out her phone and answered, "Eleven fifty-five pm. Why?"

Mr. Wu's face paled before speaking rather rushingly, "Quick, let me get you to your office." Wu rushed down the aisles of party tables before going into the hallway beside the stage. Nya followed after him, but not before noticing the colorful animatronics that stood at their place. She stared at them. Then shivered. She couldn't help but feel as if they were staring at her. Nya jogged to where the old man went.

As Nya got to the end of the hallway, she saw where Mr. Wu was standing. It was a room. About the size of Wu's office, but a little more taller in length. There was a metal desk in the front of the room. A big, black speaker sat at one side underneath the desk, and spider webs covered it to no end. To be exact, spider webs covered the whole office. It was especially dusty. Dust covered everything in its wake. It covered the small TVs and the fan and papers. Not to mention, the desk was messy with those things. There was also an old, grey telephone in the left corner.

The walls of the office was covered with multiple crude drawings of the animatronics and children playing with each other. There was one big poster of the main three. The bear was in the middle, microphone in his hand, and singing. The chicken was on his left playing on the drums, and the bunny was on his right and playing on the guitar. Above them, there were words spelling "Weekend Whip!". Nya also saw a falcon doll perched on one of the small TVs.

The most notable detail, though, were the giant gaping doors on both sides. There seemed to be a metal door that was currently inactive. There was also windows on each side next to the metal doors.

Nya was confused. She scratched her head.

"Um, why do I need metal doors?"

"To keep anyone outside them from coming in."

"Can't I call 911?"

"They won't believe you."

"Okay, now this is just getting ridiculous," Nya put her hands on her hips and glared. "Stop being so cryptic, Mr. Wu!"

Wu sighed, and uttered, "Just," he gestured to her and towards the seat. Nya obliged and sat down, still glaring but this time crossing her arms. Wu pulled out a tablet from one of the drawers in the desk and turned it on. "This allows you to look through all the cameras around the pizzeria. You can swipe left or right to change cameras. On the bottom right-hand corner," Wu pointed his finger to where he was talking about, "you can click on any room that has a security camera, and it will immediately pull that feed for you to see." Wu handed the camera to Nya, who took it and placed her purse on the floor next to her.

He went to the metal doors, and pointed to the top button. "When you press the button, the door on this side will close. This one," he again pointed to the button below the previous one, "will allow you to turn the lights on in this hallway. The same applies to the other side door." He gestured to where the other door was.

Wu then looked carefully at Nya, and stated slowly, "Don't overuse these tools. If you do, your power will run out." He looked down the hall, and started speeding out towards the exit. "Good luck!" he shouted back.

"Wait!" Nya jumped from her seat and looked down the hall. She saw Wu close the door behind him, and lock it. Nya rushed down the hall and tried to catch up to him. But it was no use. The old man was already gone. Nya peered through the glass doors. She saw the night sky and all the stars that were twinkling up above. Cars drove down the road, their front lights shining. Nya grunted.

She slumped down to her office, a frustrated look placed on her face. She clenched her fists. All of a sudden, the lights turned off. Nya jumped, and looked around. All of the previous lamps were shutting off, one by one. In confusion, she took out her phone. It read 12:00. Nya face palmed.

"I forgot. The place shuts off at 12," she muttered to herself.

Nya got to her office and sat down in the roller chair. She picked the tablet up and started swiping through the cameras. She sighed, and put a hand under her cheek with her elbow on the desk, which supported her head. She had no idea what was going on. Nya wanted answers, but she didn't know how to get them. Everything was confusing.

Might as well ask Mr. Wu tomorrow.

Nya sat in silence for a few moments before she heard a telephone ringing. She jumped for the third time that day.

"Hello? Hello."

Nya looked to the grey telephone that laid on the desk, covered in dust.

"Hello."

Nya started with a confused voice, "Uh, hello-?"

"Hello, hello. Hellooooooo."

"What the? Hi?" Nya took the telephone from its holder and held it up to her ear.

"Hellooooooooo. Hello. Hello?"

Nya looked at the phone with a deadpan look. "Hello," she stated glaringly.

"Heheh. Uh, Wu wanted me to record a message for you. To help you on your first night," the recording went.

Nya thought grumpily with a hint of sarcasm hidden, Oh he totally, definitely did help me. Definitely explained what was going on.

The voice went on.

"Kept bothering me about it all Saturday and Sunday. A guy's gotta get some beauty sleep, ya know?"

Nya raised her eyebrow at that comment.

"Alright, so Nya. That's your name, right? Right. First off, let me introduce myself. Hi. I'm Ronin, handsome to women, jealous by men, famous to all. I worked in this office before you, for the past 8 years I believe."

She raised both her brows this time. In surprise, instead.

"But, I decided to retire after some things decided to get a bit, uh, crazy, recently."

Nya took the tablet and started swiping through the cameras, the telephone placed on her shoulder by her ear. Both her hands were occupied with holding and swiping through the tablet. Her eyes scanned each security feed boredly.

The recording continued again, "So, this is my last week now. I took the day shift since the other guys are quitting. I'm telling you, this place is going to shut down. Anyway, I'll be done with this place on friday, so that's exciting. But enough with the chit chat. I have to read some stupid introductory greeting from the company that Wu kept pestering me about. It's garbage, if anything."

Nya rolled over to the left hallway, and looked down the black, dark and noiseless hall. Nya felt a bit of fear crawl up her spine. She shook her head, and rolled in back into the office, the only source of light coming from the lightbulb above. She started to fully listen to what this Ronin guy had to say.

"Okay, so here it is, 'Welcome to Ninjago's Pizzeria. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike to learn about important topics and the history of Ninjago. Ninjago's Pizzeria is also a great place where great music is played everyday, new songs created so you won't get bored. Ninjago's entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occured, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced.'"

Nya nearly dropped the phone. Was she hearing this right. What did it mean 'not responsible for damage to property or person'? Could a person go missing in a Pizzeria,? Was that even possible?

With everything Skylar told me, I don't think I should be surprised. She thought to herself, a bad feeling slowly forming.

"Blah, blah, blah. Pretty shitty, right? Clever, if anything. Though Wu probably didn't have any choice but to make the greeting the way it is with everything's that's happened for the last 18 years. Now, I want you to know that there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronics. The ones up on stage. They...tend to move around at night."

Nya looked at the phone with a confused expression from the corner of her eye. She stopped looking at the tablet in her hand.

"They get a bit quirky when they do, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to play those crappy songs for 20 years and never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too. So remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay."

Nya looked back at the cameras, relaxing her shoulders. This guy was crazy.

The telephone recording went, "Just know, the animatronics tend to wander around the pizzeria a bit, probably because of some, uh, free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. You know, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day, too. Ever since all those incidents happened, though. I think the tie-breaker was 'The Bite.'"

Nya started staring uneasily into the cameras again, deciding to look at the stage where the bear, chicken, and bunny was. Just to make sure.

"That was a long time ago, though. I suppose over 10 years ago."

Nya perked up curiously. I moved around that time.

"So, uh concerning your safety," Ronin stuttered nervously. "The only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that the animatronics, if they see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on."

Nya put the tablet down. She took the phone from her shoulder into her hand, curious, and stared at it again.

"Since it's sorta a rule for endoskeletons to always be in their costume here in Ninjago's, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a suit. More likely the old ones in the back room behind the stage."

Behind the stage? Nya made a mental note to look in the backstage in hopes of getting a glimpse of some of the characters she didn't get to see yesterday.

Ronin continued.

"Eh, that wouldn't be that bad if the suits weren't filled with cross beams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So you can imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death."

What?

"Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh."

Ew…

"Yeah, Wu doesn't tell you these things when you sign up. I suppose he can't tell people or else no one will work here, or everyone will think he's crazy or something. I don't really know and I don't really care. Anyway, I'll chat with you tomorrow. Don't forget to check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, have a goodnight, or whatever."

There was a clicking noise before the recording ended.

Nya blinked once. The twice. Then a third time. "Uh...okay?" Then a sense of assumption washed over her. "Does this guy think he can mess with me just because I'm new?" She grumbled, frustration from her previous encounter with Wu fueling her grumpiness.

"I'll show him," she muttered, pulling the tablet back into her hands. She looked at her time in one of the corners of the tablet. It read 12:15pm. She relaxed in her chair. This was going to be a long night.


Oof. This chapter took longer than planned. I previously was going to put in both that chapter and night 1, but that proved to be too long. And, I didn't have that much time. This chapter alone took me a whole week to write. Well, I'm still proud of it though!

Please write a comment so I know there are people there reading my story, and write theories, predictions, and CRITICISM CRITICISM CRITICISM! I seriously wanna improve my story. Anyway, have a great day! Or night! Or whatever...See ya this or next week!

~Renia

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