CHAPTER 1
"Michael Afton, would you please pay attention?"
Michael Afton woke up in the middle of his technician class. As such, classmates laughed all around him. Michael tries to play it cool, but then his technician teacher continues as if nothing had happened. Michael has been staying up all night, toying with certain screws and little metal figures. Despite Michael's talent, he always gets bad grades at school. It was due to his habit of staying up all night, building little robot figures about the size of a barbie doll, and give each of them names and identities. Because of all that, Michael usually has a hard time staying awake. He always prefers to live at night. He gets teased by other kids for being such a "night owl". Sure enough, he always goes home, goes to his bedroom upstairs, and lock his door. In there, Michael opens his backpack with a bunch loose screws and small tools and other such things he stole from school. It's not like any of the teachers ever noticed. Today though, Michael was even more excited than ever. One time, he gave his younger brother the robot he built a long time ago. Strangely, Mike the robot slowly changes color. Once was bright blue, soon, became that of a purple look. Strangely, Michael had no idea what happened. It could be a prank of his younger sister. She would sneak inside his room when he's not home and steals some of his old creations and give them a makeover. In fact, Mike the robot seems to have small fingerprints all the back of it.
But today is his sisters sixth birthday, and Michael wanted to give her a special present. A mechanical version of Funtime Foxy. Even though Circus Baby was her favorite, he already made Circus Baby for her the year before. As he settles down, Mike stares at Michael blankly. As Michael looks back at Mike, his mind flashes towards his father, William, at that time, was building his new company: Afton Robotics. He would let Michael look at the animatronics he built. His personal favorite was Funtime Foxy. As he sees the animatronics, he also sees a strange employee, who his father says helps with the programming. He looked very old, with grey hair and square glasses. When he smiles, Michael feels as if that man isn't really as nice as his father makes him out to be.
When Michael goes downstairs, he heard a strange voice. "Mr. Afton, you shouldn't release it. They're not ready. There are still some issues we need to fix."
"My daughter's birthday is today, and I want to give her something special."
"Yes, we understand, it must be hard for you as a single father. But I am asking you to give us some more time. We are experimenting these machines as we speak. If we release them now, there could be disastrous consequences."
"Fine. But if you do not send them to the location tonight, you're fired."
"Yes. Good day."
A man with a business suit walked out. When he walks out, Michael went to talk to his father. He was sitting on a table, looking very glum. "What's wrong father?" asks Michael.
"Nothing. Did you make a gift?" "Yes. I made a button on her, it can make her dance, just like the real thing."
William Afton looked up and smiled. His smile was very grim. While his grey, dull eyes show a bit of concern. Michael didn't know what's bothering his father, nor does he want to. But still, lately William has been looking very depressed. He would come home every night, sighing a very gloomy sigh. Michael didn't want to get involved with it, he said nothing. Michael wants to cheer him up, but didn't know how to. Why was he so sad, Michael never knew. Perhaps it had something to do with him being cheated and divorced by his old wife. Since then, Michael lives with his father along with his younger sister. Since then, William was being very depressed.
That very night, Michael was inside his bedroom as usual. But then he heard a knock on the front door. Michael comes out and walks down stairs and opens it. there were a group of police officers along with flashing red and blue lights in the background. A officer came up to Michael and says: "Is William Afton here?"
"Um, yes."
"Can we speak to him? We have a important thing to discuss."
Michael told his father that he has company, and William walks out, with Michael following behind. The officer walks up to William and says:
"I'm sorry to inform you this, but a camera footage just recently captured a little girl walking up to one of your machines and was grabbed by a metal arm and was killed."
William was shocked from this. "W-what she looked like?" he asks.
"She had green eyes and blond hair and was wearing a ribbon."
Michael gasps from shock and stood back. His sister is dead. "W-w-what?!" he said, "This is a joke right? She's still alive right?!"
William didn't answer, instead he continues to talk to the officer. "Thank you for this information, I will prepare for her funeral. You have a good day."
Soon, the police officers cleared and Michael and William are now alone. "How? How?! How could you do this father?!"
"Son, I know. I feel the same way you have-"
"You shouldn't have done this! Why can't you just-"
"Now son I-"
Michael runs back to his room and sobs. While William was outside his room, standing there. While Michael was screaming:
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!"
William sighs, then walks downstairs and heads towards his own room. In there, he stares at a photo of him, his wife, and a young Michael. The photo was low quality, and there wasn't that much color. William sat down on his chair, still looking at the old photo.
Soon, tears fall down William's eyes. When that happened, William says "What have I done? What did I create?"
In Michael's bedroom, Mike the robot stares at Michael, and when Michael goes to sleep, Mike's flashlight eyes activated on its own. As the eyes shown on Michael, a shadow rises from it. It looked at Michael, and says in a small, raspy voice:
"What happens there, effects us. Don't you see? I won't let the same happen to you. I will put you back together."
And soon Michael woke up from the sound of lightning. He looks out at his window, and saw that it was open. He stood up and shut it tight, and went back to sleep. When he does, a face peeked from outside. It was a black figure with glowing eyes. As it disappears, it said: "Tomorrow is another day."