Chapter 3: The Fight

Silence fell after Jamie said those two words. "He's dead." She had said. Everyone could not believe it. Jeremy was somebody that, if he were to get into a fight, chances are, he would win. Foxy was like a brother to him, so hearing this... it broke his mechanical heart. And now this? It took every bit of his will to say the next words.

"Go lassie, we'll take care o' 'em." He said in a near whisper. Jamie looked at him with relief, while everyone else looked at Foxy with questioning glares at what he did. Jamie headed for the door, only to stop at the sight of an old looking, black car pulling into the parking lot. She mumbled curse words as she headed for the backdoor. She gave one last look at Foxy, who whispered "Goodbye, lassie." She left for the backdoor in the kitchen. Once she left, Foxy was bombarded with questions like "How are we going to take care of him?" and "Why did you say that?"

Foxy wasn't too happy with some of these questions. "ENOUGH!" Foxy yelled, though, he amazingly didn't wake Mikey. "I said what I said 'cause if what she said is true, that Jeremy be dead, and that she doesn't want to involve us at te risk of our safety, then she be in a form of danger that we be not able te help 'er with. I shall NOT have her kid in danger either. So I said that so she can go so that she can escape safely and so 'er child be safe as well." After his rant, Chica said nothing as she picked up Mikey and headed to the kitchen to feed Mikey. Freddie said nothing as well as he headed to the stage. Bonnie and Foxy went to the window and watched as they saw Jamie sneak towards her truck, while men in black suits armed with World War II Tommy Guns searched for her. She peeked over a car she was behind, only to see a man aiming right at her. She ducked immediately, narrowly missing the flying bullets, and sprinted for her truck. She reached into her pockets, looking for her keys, only to remember that they were still in the ignition in her truck. More gunshots were heard as she nearly ripped her door off and entered the truck. She put it in reverse and backed up, nearly hitting a mobster. Foxy and Bonnie watched as she pulled out of the parking lot and into the street, only for one last shot to ring out, cracking the glass right behind her head. Blood splattered across the glass as the truck swerved left into a nearby building. Bonnie said nothing as she watched the entire ordeal unfold. Next thing she knew, everything went black.

Foxy, on the other hand, was still watching in horror. He barely noticed Bonnie collapse to the ground. Foxy dragged her into the security room, where he rebooted her. Bonnie came back to life with a sound of whirring electronics. Foxy looked at the bunny, who had a sad look going on. "Lass?" He began, holding back oily tears. "Can ye remember what just happened?" He said, making sure none of her memory files got destroyed during her shutdown.

"Yeah, I remember Jamie giving Mikey to us and telling us everything. I remember her leaving out the backdoor, then... I don't remember. What happened?" Bonnie asked. Foxy didn't know what to say. He is the only one who knows about this currently. Everyone would be heartbroken to hear this, and Bonnie may shut down again if he told her.

"She... she got away." He said.

9 Years Later

The security room was filled to the brim with robotic animatronics as shouts and sounds of breaking glass filled the pizzeria. Bonnie was in the room first, checking the cameras and seeing men in black suits with guns and other weapons roaming the building.

Foxy was next, and almost had the robotic equivalent of a heart-attack from seeing the men on the cameras. They were the same men that killed Jamie. I'm gonna skin 'em alive. A most pure form of rage and anger surged throughout Foxy as he quickly left the room. He passed Chica on the way.

Chica was third, nearly shoved to the ground by a sprinting Bonnie. Freddy was with Chica, so the two made it to the camera room just in time to see Mangle come in through the other door. Not one word was said as they stared at the camera monitors, watching Foxy rush the men and Bonnie running to the toy's and Mikey's room. Once again - not saying a word - everyone in the room rushed around the pizzeria, Chica helping Bonnie while Freddy and Mangle helped Foxy.

Bonnie and Chica had only one mission: save the young ones. They didn't care what happened to themselves or the others, they just cared about saving the kids. So Chica ran about, grabbing Chi and Fred while Bonnie grabbed Bonbon and Mikey, waking them up with groans and moans of just being woken up. Bonnie and Chica dragged the kids by their hands, trying to get them all to the kitchen where they could hide in various cupboards and such. Running through the dining room, Bonnie and Chica saw Freddy, Mangle, and Foxy engaging the suits. Foxy swung his hook at a suit, hitting him in the arm. His gun went off, missing Foxy and nearly hitting the running animatronics, but hitting something else. Bonnie looked at Mikey, wondering why he got heavier, only to see an ever-growing red spot on his chest and his eyes closed. Bonnie shrieked at what happened, and drug the unresponsive Mikey behind the kitchen doors. Once behind them, she set him down on a metal table while Chica hid everyone in various cabinets.

"Mikey? Wake up!" Bonnie yelled. Mikey, once again said or do anything.

"Well, they do speak." Everyone looked towards the voice, only to see a human in a black suit looking at the animatronics, armed with a Tommy Gun. "To bad you were protecting him though." Nothing was said as he aimed his weapon at the frozen animatronics. He kept his aim up as he walked around the table Mikey was on and to the kitchen door, locking it with an audible 'click!'

Foxy and his red hook ran to the kitchen door after ensuring that Freddy and Mangle could take the rest of the suits. He pulled the handle to the door, only to find it was locked. He backed up five steps, then charged at the door with his metal shoulder held high, effectively knocking down the door. It landed on something though, along with Foxy's weight. A single scream came from it, then nothing as it was crushed. Foxy looked down, only to see it was another suit. Foxy said nothing as he ran to the table, seeing Mikey's form... then the red stain, similar to that of the red on his hook. His speed slowed to a stop as he got to the table and looked at Mikey.

He was dead.

The boy whom he had promised to protect was dead.

The last remnant of Jamie was gone. Unless...

"I... I have an idea of how te fix this." He said, nearly in tears, with the others in the room already in tears. Bonnie looked up at him, knowing what he meant. She looked unsure, but willing to do it. Foxy picked the kid up and carried him to the back room...

Mikey lay in a golden bear suit, fitted just his size. Blood gushed around him as the animatronic devices and pieces of metal stabbed his corpse. Chica handed Foxy the last piece, the frontal piece, and he placed it on there. He drilled it in place with a few screws, then stopped. Everyone left the room without a word, hoping it worked.

In the dark room, the golden bear on the table squirmed and thrusted its body upward in a fit. Suddenly, it stopped. Its eyes opened abruptly and looked at Bonnie, then, with a few creaks of metal, its jaw moved in a series of patterns.

"Mommy? What happened?"