I do not own any of the characters in this book except for Olive, Moss, and Bonxy. Tangle and Beecher are owned by Koili, and everyone else is owned by Scott Cawthon. The names I just mentioned you will see in the book, some of them you will see really late in it. It's still not technically spoilers, since you don't know what they look like.


I wake up in an unfamiliar, warehouse-looking place, feeling groggy. I clearly remember dying due to a rabbit stabbing me. And my brother dying to the same rabbit. My dad getting the same fate. The newspapers saying that an entire family died. My mom bleeding to death when a golden bear tried to attack the security guard (Mike, I believe was his name), but missed and bit her frontal lobe and right arm off. Did all of that really happen, though?

"Ugh. What happened," I groan, putting a hand on my face. Good. I still have my glasses. Then I noticed what had happened to me while I was put. My hand is green. A dark shade of green. And not humanly.

"What the heck happened to me!" I shriek, looking down at the rest of my body, only to notice that it is also encased in a green animatronic-looking suit. A bunny suit. I open up my face, attempting to get myself out. Did not work as planned, because there is no human in there, only and endoskeleton face, and five bajillion different wires. I'm not human. Yet I was before. Why am I not now? I remember being a human, and I remember what happened to the rest of my family. But are they really gone? Am I really damned to stay here on Earth for god knows how long, while they have gone to somewhere better than where I am stuck now? What have I done do deserve this?

"Why am I orange!" I hear somebody screech at the top of their lungs next to me, snapping me out of my thoughts, and making me jump up. I snap my head to look at them, also instinctively glaring at them because they just screamed at the top of their lungs. Next to me is a red-orange bear, about two feet tall. Somehow I know that he is my puppet. I don't know how I know this. It might be my programming. I am a robot after all. Anything is possible.

"Hey, Mon-Mon," I say, surprised that I know his name after just meeting him. I'm not used to knowing things because of programming. I'm used to having to figure all of it out as a human. Well, it's great to know that there's a perk to being a dead child in an animatronic suit. I don't have to figure out certain things. I just know them.

"Olive," Moss whispers. "Olive!" He jumps on me and hugs my arm. It takes me a few moments to figure out who he is. But then, it hits me. He's my brother. The one whom I saw die right in front of me by that golden bunny thing.

"Moss! I think you should stay on my arm right now. You are my puppet, after all," I say, putting him on my arm. My arm goes somewhere inside of me, and Moss's legs also disappear inside him. I stare at what happened with shock.

"How did we do that?" Moss asks me, clearly surprised that his legs disappeared.

Well, I think it has something to do with the magnets in my arm and your chest, they pull the metal inside of us, where we have a little extra space than normal so we can hold it. But I'm not gonna explain that to you, 'cause it would take a long time. I'll just be a normal sister about it.

"I dunno. You're gonna have to ask somebody else about that," I say. There are other questions that I want answered. Like, why am I dead, but still thinking, and why I'm in an animatronic suit.

"But there's no one here t-" Moss starts to say, before being cut off by two bears, one gold and one brown, and a purple bunny walking into the room. We both become statues, like if we were doing the mannequin challenge. The golden bear looks like the one that bit mom. It might not be, though. I don't know. It could be anything. It could be the same guy that killed us, for all I know. Any of them could be him. I start to curl around Moss protectively, just in case, worried about what they could do to him.

"I swear I heard them!" the brown bear says. His voice is a baritone. A rich deep baritone. He sounds like a singer. I don't know why I think that.

"They did move," the golden bear says, with a deep voice, and a thick southern accent. I curl up just a bit more around Moss. The bunny jumps back.

"T-they moved! J-just now! I-I swear they did!" the purple bunny says, waving his hands everywhere in worry. I close my eyes, and somehow curl up even more around Moss.

"'Kay! Who's there! Ah' know ya're in 'ere somewhere!" the golden bear says. I squeak, scooting away a little from the others. I don't know them. Could they be like him? Have they caused the same pain he has? After this thought, I move even farther away from them.

"They're awake," the brown bear says. I look up a bit to find him staring straight into my eyes. I quickly look down.

"By golly, they are. We put tha' chip in over a month ago. Ah' don't know why in tarnation they didn' turn on when we first put th' thing 'n," the golden bear says. The chip? They must mean the AU chip. That must be giving me information. That must be why I know all of this stuff. All of this stuff that I probably shouldn't know.

"Howdy! What's ya' name!" the golden bear says to me. I scoot backwards more, and I hit a wall. I curl up more around Moss.

"My name's Mon-Mon! And this is Olive!" Moss says to the bear. I glare at him. He just shrugs.

"So the puppet talks. What about the other one?" the bunny says looking straight at me with his pink ones. I look down at my feet, trying to gather enough courage to talk. I don't know if I can trust the bunny and the golden bear. But I don't get the brown one.

"I can talk," I whisper. I keep my eyes on the floor. I still don't really any of these people. I don't know if I can trust anyone now, after what he did. Anyone could be hiding something, and you wouldn't even noticed until they did the thing they wanted to do. It's like a surprise party for a kid. Except it's for something too dangerous and hurtful for a kid to understand what's going on until later, in which there won't be one for them.

"Ya're a shy one, I see. Ol' Mangle was like this. I'm Golden Freddy, but ya' can jus' call meh Golden. Over there's Freddy, and there's Bonnie," Golden says, first pointing to the other bear, and then to the bunny. Bonnie waves, and Freddy just looks down nervous.

"Embarrassed, are you, Fred," Bonnie teases. Freddy punches him in the arm, glaring at him.

"I'm not J-Bonnie!" he growl. Bonnie immiedietly becomes nervous, and starts

backing away slowly from him, like he's a wild animal.

"Don' mind those two. They're always like this. C'mon. Ya' gotta go meet the others. Ya' wouldn't wanna keep 'em waitin' would ja'!" Golden says, gesturing towards the door. I look at Moss questioningly. He shrugs. I get up and follow Golden.

"Don't forget to watch your ears! You're a bunny, y'know!" Bonnie says before I go through the door. Oh, yeah. I forgot. I duck under the door frame, lowering my arm so Moss won't get a faceful of wall. Though, it might be good for him. I am his big sister, after all. Big sisters always seem to do stuff like that in books, movies, and video games. Through the door takes us to a back room, with an endoskeleton of an animatronic, and a bunch of exoskeleton animatronic heads on the shelves lining the tiny room.

"We closed a few minutes ago, so ya're good. Nobody 'cept us animatronics 're here, and we won' hurt cha'," Golden says, opening the doors, blasting light at Moss and me. I cover my face with my hands, and Moss does the same. I didn't realize how dark it was in those rooms. I automatically switch from night vision to normal.

"I forgot how long ya' guys were in there. Since '64, I think. 'Prolly should'a warned ya'," Golden says. Now I can actually see, and lower my arms (except my left one, since Moss is on it). The room we are in looks like the main party room, with table set up in rows, and a stage in the front of the room. We must have been in one of the side rooms. I turn to look at Golden.

"What do you mean I was in there since '64? We only got here today, after we were killed," I say. They look at me like I'm an idiot. Being the social introvert I am, I look down at the floor, face becoming hot.

"How can you be killed, and then alive?" Bonnie asks. I shrug.

"Possession, I think. That's what you guys did, wasn't it? You guys are all just dead kids, aren't you?" Moss asks. Upon hearing this, the three look at us in worry. I hear Bonnie taking a step back.

"So ya' think that we're possessed. I don' think that's possible," Golden says, looking at us. I keep looking at my feet, face still hot.

"Can't you all think because of the kids that he killed. On June 26," I whisper, barely looking up. Why did I say that. I don't even know the past of this dang place. Freddy and Golden look at each other in realization, as if the information actually meant something.

"We're not like you think. W-we won't hurt you, we promise!" Freddy says to us, with a pleading look in his eyes. Huh. Guess what I said was true.

"It's fine! We've gone through worse than you. A yellow bunny rabbit killed us. Didn't look old, though," Moss says rolling his eyes, in a younger brother-like fashion. I glare at him. Why. With people we barely know.

"GOSH DARN IT CLYDE!" a man's voice shouts from the left security hallway (also known as Bonnie and Foxy's hallways, since they only go in that one). I snap my head up, alert. Moss does the same. We hear the pattering of feet, and see a sky blue bunny holding a hat with a white stripe on it, being chased by an angry looking bear, (who's also a bit overweight), smoking a cigar. The bunny has sky blue fur, green eyes, pink cheeks, and a large red bow tie. The bear has light brown fur, blue eyes, a black bow tie, and the same pink cheeks as the bunny.

"CLYDE, GIVE ME BACK MY FREAKING HAT!" the overweight, make-up wearing bear shouts, finally cornering the bunny by a stage surrounded by purple curtains covered in white stars. The bunny jumps back, and we hear a startled yelp coming from inside the curtained area. A red fox with an eyepatch and a hook, a pink and white mime fox, and a tiny yellow bear, jump out of the curtains. The two bears start yelling obscenities and "when you're older" words at each other very loudly. I pull Moss closer to my chest. Moss is covering his ears from the profanities being yelled by the angry (and don't forget that they're both wearing make up) bears.

"Red! Tangle! The newcomers are up!" Golden yells at the bears. They look in our direction. They immediately stopp. They both flatten their ears a bit more. I see the the red, pirate-themed looking fox starting to slink back into the curtain.

"Do we really have to have another one? I think we already have enough," the tiny yellow bear says. Great. Now somebody else doesn't want me here. I notice that Moss has started glaring at the bear, like he can shoot lasers and bore a hole through him.

"They just woke up, Tangled," Freddy says, glaring the heck outta him. Tangle sticks his tongue out at him. I've really gotta remember that nickname for him.

Golden facepalms at Tangle, saying, "He's always like this. Olive 'n Mon-Mon, meet Tangle, Red, Clyde, Mangle, an' Foxy." He points to the tiny yellow bear, then theoverweight bear, then the bunny, then the pink and white fox, and finally the pirate themed fox, as he said each of their names. Foxy seems like a social introvert, because he just shrinks back into the corner of the curtained area. Tangle just glares at him.

"Welcome!" Clyde says, jumping up off of the ground, and running around Moss and me. He is really hyper. I think it's a he. It's wearing makeup. But if he's anything like Toy Bonnie, then he is a boy. It's a common misconception to think he is a girl. But honestly, I don't know anything anymore. Don't know anything, can't trust anyone.

"Will you just stop jumping all over the place Clyde?" Red says with an exasperated sigh.

"Y-yes sir," he replies, clearly scared of him. Why would he and why should he. Red's not even that scary. You can't really be scared of a bear that's basically drenched in makeup, and puts even Garfield to shame with his fatness (okay he's not that fat, but it just sounds funny).

"Clyde, the paperwork's never gonna get done on it's own," Red says, basically dragging the hyper bunny with him to the office next to the backroom. I feel like I know these people. I've never meet them, but I know them from somewhere. I barely remember seeing Red, Clyde, Mangle, and a chicken and some point. And I remember being on stage. But I was only up there twice. And I never remember doing this before I became this monster. I remember the AU chip Golden talked about when we first met him. I know it is the brain of an animatronic. It stores the memory. And I am a bunny animatronic. So, if it stores memory, and my spirit inhabiting this remembers it's human memories still, then those two memories must have mixed. That's how I know what happened through my animatronic eyes. They also seem a lot like the ones from the game. So many contradicting theories.

"I performed with them," I whisper. "I remember, through these eyes, the first day that place opened. I was scrapped immediately after. I had been used only once before, in '64. I never actually experienced it, I only know it from my AU chip."

"Ya' performed with 'em? Ah don' remember tha'. But I was kin'a gone then. Ah' was jus' a ghost," Golden says. That's why he was just a floating head jump-scare in the second game. He was just a ghost, a hallucination. Yup. This new place here is really confusing. And does not regard the laws of physics at all.

"It may all be in my head. After all we've been through, it's hard to trust anyone," I whisper. He doesn't seem to notice, as he just turns to look towards the kitchen.

"Hey Olive. Can I be off your hand right now? I'd prefer not being upside down half the time," Moss whispers to me. I mentally facepalm. I keep forgetting he's there. I'm not used to this. I'm used to being an innocent eleven-year-old kid! Not some robot entertainer possessed by restless spirits of worthless, dead children!

"You're allowed off, Moss," I whisper back to him, taking him off my arm. As soon as he's off, he runs off towards the curtained area, where the foxes were. I stare at it the place. I don't know it, yet I do. I know what and where everything is, but have never been here. After a few seconds of starting at it, my AU chip finally figures out what it is. Pirate's Cove. Which explains why Foxy was a pirate. I wonder why they chose those names. They are the exact names from the games. I wonder why they don't already have copyright issues with Scott Cawthon.

"Hey! You're a midget too!" I hear somebody yell from inside pirates cove. Seems like Moss has already made some new friends. Good for him. And little old me is stuck with nobody. As usual. I'm too pathetic for them. I'm useless, worthless, to them. Dang it, why am I so dark and negative these days. I wasn't like this a few months ago. What happened? I don't know what's real or not real. What's the truth and what's not.

I hear the padding of feet, and suddenly Freddy is next to me. Wow, he's fast.

"Hey. How are you feeling?" he asks in a gentlemanly manner. He doesn't seems fully sure of himself, though, 'cause I heard an essence of awkwardness.

"I dunno," I say, shrugging. He wouldn't understand. He doesn't know what I've gone through. If he knew, he would have figured out by now. Nobody understands.

"I know there's something your hiding," he says, placing a hand on my shoulder. Yes, there is. But you wouldn't understand.

"There's nothing wrong," I growl. I try to shake off his hand, but it doesn't move. I turn away looking down. I should tell him. I should tell him what happened, where I came from, why I am here. But he'd think I was an idiot, a mentally unstable pathetic heap of metal. He'd think nothing of me, if he doesn't already. They don't understand. I feel a tear roll down my cheek. I hide my face, and run down to the security office. I close the two doors on either side and curl myself up in the corner. I can't tell them. I can't do anything. They don't know what I've done. I caused those poor kids deaths. I could have saved them, anyone could have, but I couldn't get past them. He got in. He is still in. I can't get him out. Tears are pouring down my cheeks now. Someone bangs on the door, but I don't register it. I'm too wound up in my own world of sorrow and despair. The banging eventually stops, but I'm still stuck in a pit of sorrow and hatred that I can't seem to get out of.