Project 87

A FNAF Fanfic

By: Midnighter1203

AN: So, I was originally going to finish L&S Chapter 3, but I am still uninspired. So, here. Have another Project 87 chapter. Also, thanks for the review, luiginaryworker553! You are awesome!

Yes Queen! You go Girl! I'm Cheering you on!

Please ignore Sugar, she's nuts.

You're crazy! Fuck you, Midnight!

Yeah, yeah. So, enjoy this very rushed chapter. Also, don't expect a chapter next week, as both of us have midterms. Anyways, favorite and REVIEW, especially if you want to see more of Sugar! Thank you.

Disclaimer: Scot Cawthon owns everything. If we did own FNAF, then we wouldn't be poor as shit! Love You!

*This line break is brought to you by Midnight stressing out over L&S.*

Goldie walked down the long, cold hallway, a guard at each side. His arms were handcuffed behind his back. Oh, please don't be the needle test today, his subconscious screamed, and Goldie involuntarily shuddered. The needle test, or acupuncture, was extremely painful. It involved sticking needles into pressure points to redirect electricity. To humans, the sensation was quite pleasant. But, to sentient AIs, who essentially ran on electricity, the tests were pure torture. Although, none of the tests were pleasant. Some involved dissection, others had electric drainers, and all of them caused pain to the animatronics being tested upon. It wasn't known what or why the tests were conducted.

As Goldie approached the testing room, he could see long rows of needles being laid out in front of him. Oh no, it is the needle test! Run away! He mentally screamed. As he climbed onto the table, he checked the nameplate of the guard. Oh, thank god, it's only Jeremy, he sighed. Jeremy Fitzgerald was probably the least scary guard, and one of the "nice ones." And by nice, he just wouldn't do a lot against the animatronics.

The other guards unhandcuffed Goldie and strapped him down to the table. He grimaced as they rolled up his sleeves to the previous welds and dents that littered his metal body. Despite being a creature of bolts and screws, he still felt every blow they gave him.

As Jeremy prepared the first needle, and as Goldie gritted his teeth for the very unpleasant sensations, he wondered, Why do we have to suffer for being alive?

*This line break is brought to you by Sugar forgetting the lyrics to "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch." *

After the day of torture had ended, Mike Schmidt was preparing to serve the night shift. He walked the halls, checking in on every animatronic. Some, like Bonnie, barely acknowledged him. Freddy, on the other hand, stared pointily at him. Mike hurried away from his room real quick.

As Mike settled into the swivel chair in the security office, he noticed the flickering static on one of the monitors. Frowning, he quickly checked what area the camera was stationed on; The Roof.

"Huh, the rain must've gotten into the camera's circuits." He stated. He quickly opened the maintenance panel and rebooted the specific camera. As he watched the static disappear, he heard something in the distance make a dull thud. Looking around for a second, he quickly refocused on the screen. The static was gone, but there was a faint shadow appearing on the left side of the screen.

Mike nearly gasped, and zoomed in. The shadow was very indistinct, but it was clearly humanoid. Suddenly, it began to move. Mike watched with bated breath as the shadow grew.

Suddenly, a figure popped up right in front of the camera, lunging and screeching furiously! Mike screamed, stumbled backwards, and hit his head on a file cabinet, passing out. If he had still been awake, he would have seen 5 more figures appear, chatting for a bit, before one hit the camera and caused it to crash.

*This line break is brought to you by the movie Elf. Midnight: I hate that movie.*

Goldie awoke in the middle of the night to an alarm. The damned thing was flashing red lights and screeching. Goldie groaned, and tried to cover his head with a pillow. But then, he heard the metal door unlock. He sat up quickly, and ran to the doorway. No guards were anywhere close to his cell! He cautiously stepped out, afraid that at any minute, someone would jump him and drag him back within the cell. What are you doing, idiot?! Run! His inner self screamed. Only, instead of ignoring it like usual, this time, Goldie actually listened and began to run down the halls. He had no idea where he was going, but, damn, it felt so good to run free. He turned the corner and began to sprint faster. If he was going to escape, he better do it quick.

Wait! What about Freddy and the others? Shouldn't we save them? Goldie slid to a stop. Of course, he needed to save his friends! He began to run again, this time trying to remember where exactly the guards had led him to his friends. As he turned this corner, however he was knocked back by someone else running in the opposite direction. Sparks flew, and Goldie landed hard on his back.

"WTF?" The other person said. Goldie opened his eyes to see a black and silver-haired girl with blue eyes staring at him from across the floor. She had on an army jacket covering her grey t-shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots. On her back, she had a sheath holding 2 silver katanas. But, the strangest things about her were the 2 grey ears on top of her head, and the fluffy tail wrapped around her waist.

She evidently noticed Goldie staring at her ears and tail, for she somehow made them disappear. She stood up, and offered a hand to Goldie. He took it, and she helped him stand up. Then, she started to run off.

Goldie caught her hand before she could get far. "Wait, so you're just going to run off? Without apologizing or introducing yourself?" The girl turned around and yanked her hand out of his grasp.

"Yes, I am. I didn't come here to rescue someone. I just came to find something, and judging by the fact that no guards have shown up, my friends probably haven't found it. If you want to leave, the exit's right around the corner, be my guest. But, don't follow me, and hope to God you never see me again. You got that, bear boy?"

Goldie blinked a couple of times, trying to comprehend what the girl just said, especially with the sirens blaring in his ears. The girl rolled her eyes, and started running in the direction Goldie just came from. However, when she was about 50 feet away, something happened. Goldie felt a tug in his stomach, and suddenly he and the girl were once again face to face.

"What just happened?" The girl said, stunned. She tried running the same way again, only to somehow get pulled straight back to Goldie. She then began to rant at the ceiling "Oh no, nonononono! I am not ending up being bonded to this, this..." She trailed off, unsure of what to call Goldie. Meanwhile, our golden-haired bot boy was now thoroughly confused.

"Bonding? What are you talking about?" He asked her. She turned her attention to him. However, instead of answering his question, she lunged at him, grabbed his wrist and turned it over. On the back of his arm, a gray mark looking like the profile of a wolf had appeared. The girl licked her thumb and began to try and rub it off, muttering under her breath. The mark would not budge. However, Goldie felt something beginning to stir somewhere deep inside him.

"Shit," the girl cussed, giving up. Goldie felt the feeling disappear. The girl flipped over her own arm to find the profile of a gold bear now marked on her skin. In the distance, faint footsteps were heard.

"What does this mean?" Goldie asked the girl.

She sighed, but responded, "It means three different things. One, you're magical. Two, you and I are now stuck with each other. Three, that means..." They both heard the running footsteps growing louder. "I'll explain everything later. Right now, we have to go!" She then grabbed Goldie's hand, and started running towards the exit. Goldie, completely lost, let her drag him along into the unknown.

AN: I have no idea where this chapter went, but I promise that I will explain in the next chapter, in two weeks. I really hoped you enjoyed my rushed Chap. 2. Please favorite and REVIEW if you did, criticism always helps. See you later! Midnight, out.