Song One-Shots

by Plugnuts

Jeremy, Mike, Fritz, Sam(FNaF4 Kid) and Scott are back along with a few special guests! They all wander aimlessly awaiting their turn to survive the horrors of my mind in the form of some one-shots built with songs included! Will they all be able to make it out alive or be put through death over and over in different scenarios? Requests for songs: Yes Rated T. Updates might be slow

3. Wide Awake By Katy Perry

You know, I'm surprised that people actually took the time to look at this (Even though the summary may be bad) its really great. It's actually great motivation to get you guys something good! And thanks to this one-shot series my writing has improved so I thank you guys! Thank you!
Sam Smith: FNAF4 (Yes I've got a name for him now, now I know that he is an OC sort of. He's the reason someone is how they are~)
Scott Cawthon: Phone Guy
Okay, well this was requested by Reba G! Thanks for the compliments! :D By the way I had never heard of that song let alone hear it before you requested it. But you're right, it does fit the story. My story.
Also, expect flashbacks in almost every chapter. Give ya a bit of each of their histories alright? Try to piece it together even though not all of it may be right... or wrong :3
(Heads up! But since the song is about dealing with problems, it's Jeremy's turn. He needs help)

Story: My lore won't always be the same. It differentiates from story to story. Like for example one story has Mike almost being a victim of an incident. Then another he won't. Someone dies in one shot the person is alive in another. To keep everything interesting. (This will be put in every chapter from now on, so people don't forget..)

This may not be the best but.. Stick through to the end. Trust me! Also the animatronics are friendly in this, this MAY the only one where they are like that!

FNAF isn't mine. The song isn't either.

1987
Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria 00:00

A teenager that goes by the name of Jeremy Fitzgerald sat on his leather seat, looking intently at his tablet. This was his third night on the job, the nights getting steadily harder each night. Making his anxiety flare up whenever an animatronic made an appearance. He was never one to stay calm under pressure.. The only reason he's like this is because of fairly recent events in his life, concerning an early restaurant of Freddy Fazbears. He had witnessed something horrible in the early months of the restaurant, two months to be exact. He witnessed someone be placed inside the mouth of the Fredbear animatronic. He was going to help but he felt the fear cloud his mind, he feared people who put the child there. They were the bullied that bullied him and his best buddy. He saw the whole thing. The mouth snapping shut, leaving the child motionless and bloodied. The bullies watching withing with horrified and guilt tripped eyes. Jeremy didn't get to know what happened after that because he blacked out. To this day, that incident still hurts. That kid was his best buddy, he never got over it. He never talked to anyone else but his family, didn't try making friends with anyone else. Adults, children and teenagers alike came to him to try to make him feel better, to get him to maybe join their group. But he pushed them all away, wanted nothing but to be alone, he wallowed in his own self pity for ages. Weeks on end. Until one fifteen year old had enough. Jeremy was attacked and chased. Why? Jeremy could only guess that it was because he pushed him away countless times that he finally gave up. But the rejection turned to anger. Two people came to his aid: a boy named Mike and another boy named Fritz, although he merely helped rather than handle the whole situation, to this day those two have been his best friends, he decided that maybe he could befriend these two. That he could protect them.. Though he didn't get very far as his depression taking over his mind so Mike always fought off those who even so much as made him feel bad. As for Fritz well he always stood by Jeremy as Mike did what he could. They all became a group nobody messed with.
A tear made it's way down Jeremy's cheek, these memories bringing up bad times yet good times. In a way that was refreshing. Reassuring to some extent.
"I'm wide awake" Jeremy assured himself, he was alive, these blood thirsty animals weren't going to stuff him tonight. He wasn't going to go down just because of some petty animatronics, so what if they wanted his blood? He always had Mike and Fritz to wait for him after his shift. He wasn't going to let them down tonight.
"I'm wide awake" Another tear. Jeremy had reminded himself of his X-best friend. He couldn't get him out of his head. No matter what he tried, he could envision it so clearly..
"I'm wide awake" He tried to reassure himself again, yet that could not stop it from coming back. One could not stop memories that have been permanently glued to one's mind.

Flashback Time!

It was four years ago in the restaurant of Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria, a big party was going on. Many children invited. Jeremy being one of them, being the first to receive an invitation. He got the invite from his best bud, Sam. Sam was twelve whilst Jeremy was thirteen. Not a bad age difference, it was good enough where the two of them could get along very well. The two of them spoke about the horrors and hidden terrors hidden behind the mask of this restaurant. They spoke about this topic for a while until Jeremy needed to go to the toilet, he left ..leaving Sam alone.
Once he got back he'd found that Sam was surrounded by four bullies, he was crying rivers. Jeremy hated them, hated them so much that it left a roaring flame in his heart. They had beaten him and Sam up countless times, made fun of them for being loners and for the so called 'fake' rumors they've been spreading about the restaurant. He heard the bullies talk.
"Wow, your brother is kind of a baby isn't he?" The one in the Freddy mask said. The Brother in the Foxy mask chuckled. Jeremy felt anger swell up in his chest.
"Haha, I know right? It's hilarious! Hey, I got an idea! How ' bout we help him get a better look at his hero? I'm sure he'll love it!" Jeremy and Sam froze. They both knew that Fredbear isn't what he seems. He was the devil in disguise, both very fearful of him. 'No.. I have to do something..'
"No please! You know I don't like him! Jeremy where are you!?" The bully in the Bonnie mask laughed and covered Sam's mouth.
"Heh, your friend must already be there waiting for you. Why don't you just enjoy yourself for once! Come on lets give this little man a lift, he'll thank us later!" Sam let out a muffled screech as they lifted him up high, they headed towards the stage. Jeremy followed them silently, his fear holding him back. Sam managed to pry the Bonnie Bully's hand off of his mouth.
"Please! I don't want to go! JEREMY!" Jeremy cringed upon hearing him shout his name, he went closer to them but fell back once he saw the towering figure of Fredbear come into view.
"You heard him! He wants to get even closer!" Jeremy followed them until they got to the stage, fear making him hide behind a wall. Sam was frantically struggling to get away, he froze once spotting the giant bear in front of him.
"Please no.." Jeremy gasped as the bullies lifted him up towards Fredbears mouth. 'No.. Gotta help.. Ugh'
"Did you hear that? I think he said he wanted to give Fredbear a kiss! Come on guys! One... two..." They lifted him into Fredbear's mouth, Sam was struggling even more now, tears seeping into Fredbear's fur and gears. The next few seconds were like a blur. Jeremy felt tears streaming down his face. His friend was crushed by the animatronic he despised. Blood splashed onto the animatronic, a little bit spilling onto the Foxy masked brother. Jeremy fell to his knees, broken. 'This is all my fault.. Sam.. I'M SORRY!'
"Uhhh... Fuck" Came the brothers response to the event. Jeremy stared with blank eyes. Falling forwards seconds later, unconscious.
Please don't blame yourself Jeremy.. It was them, not you. I promise I'll watch over you..

End Flashback

"Yeah, I was in the dark" Jeremy bashed his head onto his desk, tears falling freely. The memories of a horrible time haunting him. He was only thirteen, no child that age should have gone through that. Now he's back at the latest restaurant to get over this. Even with Mike's pleas, he went. Now he finds himself facing death. 'A very horrible decision.. Why didn't I just save him..?'
"I'm falling hard" The phone rang and Jeremy looked to it, not caring about what Scott had to say that night. He pressed down on the off button, effectively turning the blasted thing off. Jeremy couldn't stop blaming himself for his mistake. He'd held back because of fear? Why couldn't he just go help? What made that animatronic so terrifying that it made Jeremy hold back? He sighed.
"I'm wide awake" Jeremy flashed his light at the hall, the light showing Freddy. 'Freddy.. Bad timing..' He flashed him several times, deciding that he wasn't that much of a bother right now. He took a look at his tablet, winding the music box to full. 'Stupid puppet, why can't you just stay put and not come out to punish me for stopping your ever so precious music?'
"With an open heart" Several more tears dripped down his face. Freddy came into he room as Jeremy placed his tablet down. Screaming he pulled the Freddy mask onto his face. 'Freddy go away, please' His breathing rate heightened, Freddy walked over to him. Gripping his shirt collar and lifting him up.
"Jeremy..." He stopped breathing altogether. Freddy knew his name, how? He dropped him and walked out of the room, chuckling. Jeremy took a deep breath, taking the mask off and placing it on the desk.
"I'm wide awake" It's a good thing that he had the mask, or he would've been dead meat. But then again, what was the point of fighting if all you could feel was guilt? He leaned back in his chair, pondering on the thought of calling his therapist. 'No, that'll just make him wonder why I'm up so late. He'll ask where I am! I can't tell him.. Oh.. No.. Oh no! Oh no!'
"How did I read the stars so wrong?" He threw his head onto his desk again. 'Why did I ever think that he'd be okay? They lifted him into his mouth for Pete's sake! ..He was calling for me..' Jeremy felt the guilt tear at his heart strings again. He picked up the fan and threw it down the hall, a metal clang was heard. He looked up, fearing the worst. Foxy came charging at him, his eyes widened and he quickly gathered his tablet, mask and flashlight before bolting out of the office.
"I'm wide awake" Without thinking, Jeremy ran into the wall. Falling down into the awaiting arms of Toy Bonnie. He looked up at the rabbit, holding in a scream. Trembling. Heart pounding. 'Oh no! Not now please!' TB looked at him, confused.
"Guard, what's wrong?" Jeremy stopped his breathing. Looking up at TB in fear. 'W-why isn't he dragging me to Parts And Service?' He asked him. The response startled Jeremy.
"Stuff you? Why?" Jeremy struggled in his grip, TB let go. He fell to the floor shuffling away into a corner.
"And now it's clear to me" Jeremy struggled with his words. A couple of minutes ago he was fearing for his life, now here he was in a corner. Panicking like crazy, but what was Freddy's deal? He had picked him up and spoke his name in an agitated way, that can't be a good thing right? But then he just walked away, what was up with that?
"That everything you see" TB walked over to Jeremy, kneeling down to look at him. Guilt was glistening in his eyes, thinking that he'd scared the guard in some way, like he scared the naked Freddy. What is he doing wrong?
"Ain't always what it seems" Jeremy smiled a genuine smile. Maybe Scott was pulling a prank like he had first thought. That the animatronics were actually trying to communicate with him. 'That just sends me on and even worse guilt trip.. But at least I was.. wrong?'
"I'm wide awake" TB held out his paw for Jeremy to take, he hesitated. Is this a trick of some sort? Or was Toy Bonnie meaning this? Shaking his head to remove the thoughts, he reached out to grab TB's paw. 'I'm tired of denial.. It kills me inside'
"Yeah, I was dreaming for so long" He took Toy Bonnie's paw. TB helped him up, giving him a toothy smile. Rapid footsteps was heading their way. Jeremy flinched with fear. He forgot about Foxy.

Foxy sped into Jeremy, pinning him into the wall. His breathing sped up. What was he thinking? 'Trusting them'? 'Damnit..'
"What are ya doin'?! Throwin' a fan at me!?" Jeremy gave him a look that read: 'Really?'
"What? Ye threw a fan at me! Why wouldn' I be mad!?" Jeremy explained to him that it was just an accident that it wasn't meant to be directed at him. Foxy nodded, let him go and ran off towards kids cove, growling as he went. Jeremy slid down the wall holding his head. This was all getting to him. Or was it just the guilt and sadness in his head?
"I wish I knew then" Toy Bonnie looked down at him sympathetically, Foxy really didn't need to go to such lengths to get some information out of the guard. He is supposed to be protecting them after all.
"What I know now" TB helped him back up, Jeremy thanked him and went back to the office, TB watching him all the way. Concerned for his protector. He has to think of a way to make it up to him, but how? Get Toy Chica to make him a pizza? A cake? Maybe get them to all meet him at once? 'Yeah! That's a great idea! Get all the gang together for a little party!' TB thought as he raced off towards the dining area.
"Wouldn't dive in" In the office Jeremy was playing with his tablet, not bothering to wind the box anymore. If the animatronics were good then what was the point? He sighed and placed the items he ran off with on the desk, then laid his head down. He tried to get some kip but couldn't.
"Wouldn't bow down" He lifted his head up, boredom setting in. 'What is there to do if you aren't fearing for your life anymore? ...I retract that statement' Jeremy felt like quitting. Why should he guard these things if they could guard themselves? Heck! Look what one of them did to Sam! 'But they're different ..right?'
"Gravity hurts" Jeremy bashed his head against the desk several more times. He had brought up the centre of his guilt. 'Damn, damn, damn! ..Ugh' He looked to his tablet, checking each and every camera. Finding nobody anywhere. 'Huh?'
"You made it so sweet" A sweet scent made it's way into the office, Jeremy caught it. He fought the urge to go after it, thought that staying in his office was the better option. He slammed his fists down onto he desk, the cupcake plush rolling off and onto the floor. He remembered going to therapy, they tried to fix his problems, sweetening his view on things. Before he got too bitter and they gave up. 'Why can't I just forget?' He held in un-shed tears, forcing them to stay where they are. But one always escapes you.
" 'Til I woke up on-" He stopped himself. But carried on anyway.
"..On the concrete" He mentally slapped himself for that as he was forcefully pulled into a flashback.

FB

"Ugh.. Wha-what happened?" Jeremy's words were slurred as he slowly got up. He looked down at the colourful plush floor. Wondering what was going on. He looked to the stage, seeing two animatronic characters, one of them being pulled off of the stage. It's face was coloured red. Memories of what had transpired before he passed out came back to him. He screamed and cried at the same time. People stopped and stared, some came to him to help. He pushed them away and ran. Ran from it all, but in reality what exactly was he running from?

FB Over

Jeremy was forced back in reality by a furry hand being placed on his shoulder. He looked up and froze. Towering in front of him was Fredbear, a demonic grin on his furry face, blood dripping from his razor teeth onto Jeremy's purple shirt.
"Falling from cloud nine..." He held back his tears of fear, fought back the urge to reach into his mouth and check if Sam was there. Maybe, just maybe he could give in to temptation and check? Just to see if his soul was there, waiting to be saved.. He reached his hand up to Fredbear's mouth. 'Maybe.. Just maybe..' Fredbear smirked and grabbed a hold of Jeremy's wrist. Pulling him closer to his mouth. Regaining his senses Jeremy fought back. It wasn't of any use though, as Fredbear was too strong for him. He screamed out help before the other paw of Fredbear covered his mouth, a metallic taste seeped in though his teeth. Just as he came in contact with the jaws of the bear, Toy Freddy came running in.
"What are ya doing!?" He yelled, a thick English accent coating his voice. Jeremy and Fredbear turned to him, Jeremy muffled a small 'Help!' and Fredbear growled darkly before disappearing into a waft of purple smoke. Jeremy collapsed to the ground. Frozen with both lasting fear and incoming relief.
"Crashing from the high..." TF went over to him, offering out his paw to help the guard up. Jeremy graciously took up his offer. TF pulled him up and patted him on the back. Jeremy went over to his desk, taking a picture of Sam out from a drawer. Smashing it then putting it in the bin. The past is the past, he can't let it drive him to death.
"Why'd you do that son?" (AN: I may be English but how do I type it out?) Jeremy sighed before answering as calmly as he could muster.
"I'm letting go tonight" He stated as he took a seat, eyes flooded with thoughts and memories. TF nodded and left the room, leaving Jeremy to his own devices and thoughts. Regretting the fact that he could've done more for him. When he was out of earshot Jeremy spoke some more. A tear fell down his face.
"Yeah, I'm falling from cloud nine"

He wiped it away, he wasn't going to let this get to him anymore. And if the Toy Freddy animatronic protected him, then what's to say he isn't going to let his fear of them get in his way of meeting them? He shivered at the thought. But knew he should, after all, he had disguised himself to protect himself. Effectively fooling them that he was one of them and not their guard/protector. He knew that he had to make it up to them, meeting them was the only way. 'I guess if I need to protect them.. I have to know them right?' He nodded and got up from his seat and sauntered down the hall. Watching his back for the satanic bear.
"I'm wide awake" He continued his casual stroll down the hall, hands fidgeting, heart pounding. Was he ready? He was saved, and comforted by them so they aren't dangerous. But yet Jeremy struggled to conquer his fear of death. He shouldn't have believed Scott. His calls were all lies, he had caused his constant attacks. Made his condition worse, heck! He even ruined his confident demeanor. He stopped and lowered his head in shame. His shadow casting a dark personality of his former happy self, forever reminding him that no matter what you do. You can't change back, or come back. He took a seat on the checkered floor, pondering what life would've been like if the whole- 'No. Just let it go, you know you can't go on like this you-you.. Shoot!' He looked up as the Marionette came into view, his eyes widened as he took in his image. Tall and lean with a striped suit that seemed to go well with the checkered floor, reminding him somewhat of a prisoner. A mask permanently stuck to his face, dark purple tears poured from his obsidian coloured sockets. A smile wide enough to look friendly but actually look frightening printed on it. Jeremy back away from it, the Marionette just came towards him, stretching out his arms. A voice protruded from the smile, it's voice calm and welcoming. It seemed to draw Jeremy in as his fear seemed to fade. 'Why does it have this effect on me?'
"You stopped my music, why? Also, whilst I'm here. Why so afraid?" The questions threw Jeremy off. 'Of course he would complain about the music, shoot. But asking why I'm afraid? Isn't that obvious?' He answered the prize giving Marionette with a couple of stutters. Stopping his music because of certain events and as for the fear, a fake warning.
"Is that all? Well if you want you may come to my box to recuperate. Get rid of your troubles and fear, please it's my pleasure to help a fellow guard" The Marionette ushered him up, with Jeremy falling victim to his kind offer. How could he refuse? If he knew of some way to help, then why not? Excluding the fact that he was afraid of him only an hour before.
"Before we go, guard. Please will you do me the favour of fetching your tablet? It's hard for me to concentrate without the pleasing notes" He nodded and took off towards the office, senses returning once he was out of range. He picked his tablet up, pondering the Marionette's aura. It was so nice, but why? And how? Curiosity tugging at his mind, he knew that in order for it to leave.. He had to find out why. He set off back towards the Marionette, the feelings returning once back in range. Senses numbing.
"Thank you, guard. Now, lets get to my box shall we? I'd like to hear why you kept pushing all of us away, especially Bon. He seemed especially upset to be pushed away" The words struck Jeremy's heart, though it confused him as to who Bon was, it hurt to hear that he had hurt him emotionally. 'Yeah.. They must have emotions right? Yes..? Eh'
As they neared the box Jeremy had a sense of nostalgia. Like he had been there before, he had.. but not in this kind of circumstance. It sent a shot of sadness throughout his body. He and Sam used to play around a box exactly the same as the one he is now walking towards. Back at the old restaurant four years ago.. He stopped, shaking his head. It couldn't be, could it? It looked like a perfect match, was it a replica or the real thing? 'Stop it!' Marionette looked around, sensing Jeremy's battle within.
"Guard, come. Consult with me your problems in here, not in there" It pointed to Jeremy's head, he looked at the Marionette. Hanging his head in shame for being discovered. The Marionette crawled into the box, almost like a snake. Jeremy gulped, but hopped in after it anyway. Blocking out his fear. The Marionette closed the box sealing it as to not be overheard. Jeremy opened his mouth to speak but the Marionette spoke out first, silencing his words.
"Now, wind the music. Then we can start" Jeremy obliged and wound the music box silently. He nodded to the Marionette once the music started to resonate around the box.
"Alright, you can now start by telling me why you kept pushing us all away. Oh, and by the way, guard, you can call me Marion" Jeremy thought about this before answering: It was Scott's fault. Marion shook it's head and Jeremy lowered his, wrong answer perhaps?
"Alright fine. How about your sleep, losing any?" Jeremy blurted out a lie, still afraid of the lean animatronic.
"Not losing any sleep" He pulled a fake smile, the bags under his eyes were enough to give him away.
"Uh-huh. Okay. How about your past, have you picked up everything. Learned from them?" Jeremy again, blurted out a lie.
"I picked up every piece" Marion shook it's head, but continued with another question, ignoring Jeremy's anxiousness.
"Gua-" Jeremy didn't give him a chance to finish, he just felt like leaving.
"And landed on my feet" Thinking about leaving he went to open the box but Marion pulled him back down, they're not done yet. Jeremy, falling back down, admitted defeat. He's not going to get out of this unless he fesses up. His head started to droop, fatigue catching up on him. His waking nightmares had butchered his thoughts on getting some decent sleep.
"Don't fall asleep on me, guard" Snapping it's fingers, Jeremy's head snapped upwards, like a blur you'd barely notice that it was down only a second ago.
"I'm wide awake!" He looked around before remembering where he was, a quiet 'Oh..' escaped his mouth.
"Right. Guard, need anything to complete yourself? Life is not complete, unless you are yourself you know" The question caused Jeremy to become befuddled. Completely threw him of balance, so he said something similar but made it into a sort of question.
"Need nothing to complete myself, no?" Marion smacked his mask with his hand, Jeremy brought his own up to his mouth. Covering up his stupidity.
"This is going to take longer than I thought" Marion thought aloud, Jeremy lowered his head in embarrassment, dark brown strands of hair fell down, covering his shame.

As they talked, Jeremy became more and more comfortable. Giving out truthful answers like his real name, answers that made sense. He played the truth or lie game for a while before breaking down altogether, spilling everything. Marion listened with full attention, didn't interrupt, didn't question and offered comfort when needed. Within thirty minutes, Jeremy felt even better than before. Though, he still didn't understand how Marion had this sort of effect on someone as simple as him.
"So, how are you doing, Jeremy?" Marion asked after Jeremy had finished with his last sentence, he answered with quiet glee.
"I'm wide awake" He gave a weak smile, looking confident.
"Alright. How do you feel? Rejuvenated perhaps?" Jeremy looked at him, took a deep breath and said:
"I am born again" He felt embarrassed, but it had to come out.
"Where did you come out of tonight?" Jeremy shook his head, Marion had told him he had come out of..
"Out of the lion's den?" Marion laughed at the fact that he made it a question, shaking his head in mock disappointment.
"Okay, now what don't you have to do?" Jeremy thought about it, coming out with an answer almost immediately.
"I don't have to pretend" Marion nodded, readying the next question. Then coming out with it.
"Alright. Now say: And it's too late. As in, it's too late to save your dear friend. But that's fine, he's watching over you and I know that for fact" Jeremy sighed then repeated.
"And it's too late..." He stopped a tear from falling, knowing that it would do him no more good.
"Tell me the story" Jeremy sent a shocked look to Marion, not expecting that question. 'No, there's no story' He turned away and answered without a second thought.
"The story's over now, the end" He looked back, one eye closed is suspicion of being wrong. He was wrong to think that.
"Yes. Now you must not doubt yourself, for even the slightest of doubts can lead to such tragedies. You can leave now if you wish, just remember to wind my music up" Jeremy nodded and sprung out of the box, feeling happy for once. That was a rare occurrence for Jeremy since the incident; that he will not let himself think about anymore. The past is the past. It's time to let go, he sighed in content. Amazed by the fact that a mere animatronic puppet could be so wise and understanding to those near. Marion poked his head out to get a last glimpse at his disappearing 'patient'.
"I just hope the others are as gentle as I" He lowered his head back into the box, sealing it tight.

"I wish I knew then" Jeremy said, sitting a top of a dining table, coated with party hats and a soft plastic cover. Toy Chica and The Mangle, though commonly preferred to as Mangle, watched the guard silently. Planning on how to lure him to the party, they spoke silently to each other. Mangle's words coming out full of radio static.
"What do you think of him Mangle, cute huh? I wonder how we'll get him there, do you think he'll like it? Hmm?" Mangle glared at him, not happy with said guard. He had that stupid head to drive them away, all it did was drive her mad. But nonetheless she answered TC's question, feigning happiness.
"H-h-he d-doe-oe-sn't s-s-see-eem t-t-th-at o-o-old" TC looked at her, noticing the unhappy tone through her static.
"Oh he isn't! I checked his papers, he's only seventeen! Besides, that wasn't what I had asked you, I said what do you think of him? Oh! Let me also help you with your box~" TC leaned close to Mangle, tightening a few screws around her voice box with the end of her plastic wing.
"Y-you d-didn't h-ave to. A-also, I-I d-don't l-like him, at all. But I-I'm he'll l-like it f-for sure C-chick" Chick was Mangle's nickname for TC. Chick squealed in delight but stopped remembering the hate quote Mangle left.
"You don't like him, why?" Chick turned to Mangle, a sad glint in her glass eyes.
"H-he b-blocked me. K-kept covering h-himself w-with a stupid F-Freddy head" Chick and Mangle started arguing after that. Not planning on luring Jeremy over to the party, also ignoring the fact that he wasn't that far away from them, hearing the whole conversation. 'Weirdos'
"What I know now" Jeremy sighed as he jumped off of the table and walked towards the two. Asking them what on Earth they were talking about and why he had a part in it.
"Oh hi guard! Me and Mangle were um, talking about a show from uh, earlier?" Mangle growled at Jeremy so he stepped back a step. Throwing his hands up in a non-threatening manner. She still growled, Chick hit her with her wing. Jeremy rolled his eyes.
"G-go a-away w-w-we're d-discussing an i-important manner. You. Aren't. Invited!" Mangle barked at him, he paled. How had he not noticed how sharp those teeth in her maw until now? When he's up close.. Too close.. He shook his head to banish those thoughts. He's fine. He said to them Sorry and that he'll leave. Little did he know what Mangle had up her mangled suit. As he walked from them he heard plastic scraping up against metal, he cringed but continued walking towards the stage, where he took a seat. The stage looked almost exactly like the one at the old establishment, only newer with more instruments installed. More colours too. He took a deep breath.
"Wouldn't dive in" He stood up from the stage and jumped down onto a table. Pretending a stage dive. He laughed at his childish antics, he was a maturing teen! Why should he not do childish things even though it's stupid? 'Pfft I can do whatever to amuse myself, besides I'd be bored otherwise'
"Wouldn't bow down" Not caring, he bowed in front of an invisible crowd. Letting out small 'thank you's and 'You the best kind of audience!' He laughed at his own stupidity, failing to notice some giggling animatronics who were previously arguing.
"Gravity hurts" Behind the scenes Mangle burst out laughing and he looked over, face going red out of embarrassment. Chick noticed him staring down at the ground and slapped Mangle on the back of her head, muttering something about a bad dog. Jeremy looked back up at them, smiling.
"You made it so sweet" Both Mangle and Chick stared at him wide eyed, he stared back confused. He didn't notice the bear looming over him, teeth bared to kill.
"GUARD! LOOK OUT!" Chick shouted to him, he froze, slowly turning his head to look at the bear.
"Till I woke up on-" The bear, Fredbear, Jeremy recognized, pounced on him sending him to the ground. Smashing his head on the checkered ground.
"On.. the.. concrete.." Jeremy's tasted the familiar taste of metal as slipped into the dark abyss called unconsciousness.

Jeremy woke about two hours later tied to a chair, blood stained his head, making it look as though he died his hair the colour red. He looked around to find himself in a dank room, the walls oozing water. Creating a damp thick layer of moss. Cold flew through the room attacking everything it touches, Jeremy shivered as it attacked him. There was a very faint light illuminating the room not so nicely, it just added to the unease Jeremy had. He tried getting his arms free but to no avail, he noticed that he was tied to a chair, tied to it very well. It was almost as though something inhuman had tied him. But whoever or whatever had done it had taken extra precaution to make sure that he'd never escape. His head throbbed violently and he groaned. A headache was breaking up his thoughts so he couldn't think properly. A creaking noise echoed around the room as a door slowly opened. Jeremy stared, terrified.
"I see that you are awake" The voice made Jeremy freeze. It was all static-y yet you could here the words perfectly. The door closed with another loud and eerie creak. He tried making out the figure but his vision had blurred up making it hard to see anything, his world spun around him. Nauseated, Jeremy closed his eyes, though even if he couldn't make out the figure. He knew for certain that it was Fredbear.
"Not talking? Shall I make you talk, you little shit?" Jeremy cringed. He had been called that many times, mostly by Sam's older brother. He pushed the memories to the depths of his mind, forcing a lock into the chest to keep them away, far away. Jeremy shook his head, big mistake on his part. It only made his urge to throw up increase. Fredbear snarled. This wasn't how he wanted it to go. It took him awhile just to get those toys off his tail. He knew that they hadn't given up searching for him even though he slipped away, he had to be quick.
"Is that a wound on your head? Let me make it worse eh?" Fredbear inched closer to Jeremy, taking steps towards him with a grotesque grin on his furry face. Mouth opening wide to reveal a set of the sharpest teeth. Sharper than knives. Jeremy kept his head low, accepting that maybe his life was going to end here. If only he ran when he had the chance, he wouldn't be in this mess. If he helped Sam. If he fought the bullies. '..Fought.. Fight.. Fight! I have to fight! That's what I was supposed to be doing this whole time! He won't suspect it if I keep acting frightened, perfect' Jeremy let out a few tears, tears of pain and falseness.
"Pathetic excuse of a human being" Fredbear gripped Jeremy's chin with his claw like hands, claws leaving scratches on his neck and face. Jeremy kept his eyes closed, pain written on his face. Jeremy let out a little 'Let go' but it went unheard as Fredbear dug his claws in deeper, blood dripped down Jeremy's face. He tore his claws away, and Jeremy screamed in agony. He smiled a toothy grin as he brought his blood soaked claws to his face, examining it. Jeremy looked to the ground, his scratches oozing the red substance, it dripped to the floor. The dim light above him flickered as the bulb was fit to burst. Jeremy held a smirk on his face, his face may be bloodied and scratched but that won't hinder his plan.
"Heh, let me continue shall I? But for this exercise you need to be free. Don't try anything unless you want to pay, dearly" He looked down at Jeremy, reaching his one of his clawed hands out to cut the rope. The other went for Jeremy's arm. Jeremy grinned, if he was being held then maybe he could kick free, run to the door, and get out. 'Just hopes it works' Fredbear slashed the ropes and quickly grasped his arms, lifting him up. He brought Jeremy to his mouth, opening it wide, Jeremy could only stare at the razor like teeth that protruded from his mouth. He shook the memories from his head, and started his plan to kick free. His shoe collided with the teeth on his stomach, causing him to yell out. The teeth clamped around his shoe, he panicked and tried to kick out. The teeth sank into it, piercing through the soft materials and into the flesh held inside. At that point Jeremy knew it was pointless so he took the time to thoroughly examine the monster that's about to kill him. He was a lot more ragged and torn now, endoskeleton exposed at almost every point. Dozens of razor teeth replaced the regular steel teeth he had before, the ones that had helped cru- 'No.. Actually.. Why should I care now? I'm about to be killed by the same monster that killed him.. It's only fair' Jeremy sighed in contempt for everything. Tears escaping his eyes as the teeth dug deeper into his foot. Blood seeped through his shoe, his face was brought closer to Fredbear's mouth. He could see various blood stains around his face, his battered face. It didn't even have a mouth, to Jeremy it was all teeth. Fredbear grabbed Jeremy's collar with one of his hands and used the other to push Jeremy's other foot into it's stomach's mouth, Jeremy cried out in pain. He was now at the bears mercy.
"That was a fruitless escape plan, I must say. But it all ends here, Jeremy" Jeremy paled, he knew his name. But how? Fredbear opened his mouth wide, then pushed Jeremy's head inside. 'This is the end.. Wait!'
"Falling from cloud nine!" He shouted, then whispered "..It was out of the blue" He head no one answer to his plea, so he gave in to his demise. Tensing when he felt his legs be pulled into it's stomach and razor sharp teeth settle around his chin and head. Beads of sweat dripped down his face, he was staring into it's mouth, a void of nothingness. 'Is that where I'm going to go?'
"I'm crashing from the high..." He muttered, feeling the teeth start to pierce his skin. Blood staining his hair and clothes too much for his liking. But what position was he in to stop it? Suddenly (much to his relief) the door opened with a loud creek. Jeremy kept staring into Fredbear's 'throat' too afraid to move for it could make the scratches already on his face worse. Jeremy closed his eyes waiting for the pain, bracing himself. But nothing came at first. Then it all started, it started with a couple of shouts.. That lead to pain. Then overwhelming darkness.
"Guard! What's going on in here!?" Jeremy recognized the voice, it was Toy Bonnie's. He wasn't alone.
"What in the blazes is going on Bon?!" Toy Freddy's voiced calmed Jeremy down a smidgen, remembering that he was still in the jaws of his worst nightmare. Who could kill him in a split second by the power of his jaws. Another voice was heard.
"Bon, Fred what's go- OH NO THE GUARD'S IN TROUBLE!" Toy Chica entered the scene, then tried to rush in before TF or Fred, as Chick called him, stopped her. Muttering something incoherent. She nodded and turned to Fredbear, they all did.
"Let. Him. Go" Fred spoke with anger overtaking his accent. Fredbear chuckled, his movements making Jeremy very anxious. Teeth piercing his skin in many different places. He wanted to cry out, but he was held in place, he couldn't even stifle a shout anymore as it could damage his face even more. Not even able to move his arms as they were held by the clawed paws of Fredbear.
"...Yeah okay. I'll let him go" The toys kept their eyes on him as he released Jeremy's arms and gently opened his mouth to let his head fall to the floor. Legs still in the stomachs mouth. Bon, as Chick called him, growled when he noticed that he didn't let all of Jeremy go.
"All of him" Bon growled out, fur sticking up on end. Chick rushed over to Jeremy, despite Fred's protests telling her to stop. She tried pulling on him, but he pleaded with her to stop, as it was hurting him too much.
"You just said to let him go.. Not give him up" Fred froze. Maybe he should have been more elaborate. Now he fears for his Guard's safety. He'd rather himself then the person Chick cares so deeply for. Considering the fact that Chick barely had any chance to like someone who isn't family.
"Fredbear. Let him go, give him up. Chick obviously cares for 'im, I don't see why you 'ave to make them both suffer so" Fred stepped towards Fredbear, and he took a step back, dragging Jeremy along with him. 'Can my life get any worse?'
"No. for I am not done with him" Before Jeremy could process what was spoken, he felt himself get pulled further in. Further into the monster that he despised. Jeremy screamed both in agony and fear, Chick, tried pulling him back but to no avail. He was beyond her reach now. Fredbear laughed maniacally, hearing Jeremy's cries gave him unbelievable amounts of pleasure. Seeing the toy's responses filled him with glee. 'My life is getting worse!'
"NOOO! GUARD!" Chick cried as she saw the last of Jeremy disappear into Fredbear's stomach. She banged on the ground for a couple seconds before her shoulders slumped in defeat. Knowing that it was futile trying to save him now. She had seen only one other go through that torment, she never saw the poor boy again. Bon noticed her pose and went to punch Fredbear.
"YOU MONSTER!" He dashed towards him, running into open claws that wrapped around his plastic throat. Fred came to his aid whilst Chick lay on the ground, eyes glazed over and blank. No happiness rushing through them of the special party that was waiting for her guard. She felt nothing.

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Jeremy could only see darkness. Could only feel pain. His only emotion fear. He thought he was dead, in purgatory. But does purgatory mean floating in a dark void curled up into a ball? Or in a bright place standing on two feet, hopelessly confused? 'No.. This isn't purgatory.. This is a prison of fear. I was caught by Fredbear. Imprisoned within his body' Jeremy uncurled and looked around, black. Nothing else. Not even heat or cold. No way out. He sighed and curled back into himself, closing his eyes and keeping them shut, how was he getting out of this? He was bound to die one way or another, he was already losing quite a lot of blood already. Jeremy knew he was losing blood at an unsteady rate but his strength did not waver at all. It was as though he was being kept alive to be tortured later on. Either mentally or physically ..or both. Jeremy eyes snapped open when he heard the chilling voice of the beast who consumed him.
"You know, this isn't the first time I've done this. It's a pleasure to be able to do this again you know.. How we replay your past first eh?" Before Jeremy could mutter a word, the area surrounding him became engulfed in a bright light, forcing him to shut his eyes as to not be blinded. Once the light faded he opened them and stiffened. 'No.. It can't be!' It was the old Freddy's place. With the same tormenting streamers hanging down from the ceiling, he lay staring up at them. Not moving. Jeremy rolled onto his side and got up into a sitting position. Off in the distance he spotted his past self hiding behind a wall, Sam being lifted by the bullies near the stage. He cursed, tears threatening to fall. '..No. I won't let this happen again!' Jeremy got up and ran towards the bullies.
"Did you hear that? I think he said that he wants to give Fredbear a kiss! Come on guys! One..." Jeremy gasped as he saw the bullies lift Sam closer to Fredbear, once he got there he pushed Sam out of their grip. Accidentally getting himself caught. 'Not good!'
"Two..." Jeremy stared up at the Nightmare-ish Fredbear that stood before him. Jaws wide open to accept him. He whimpered under his gaze. 'Is this it?' Jeremy was pushed inside his mouth. He struggled to escape, though he was held in place. 'This is the end... No. This is the past.. It's already over. It's all over, waiting to be let go'
"I'm letting go tonight!" He pulled his head out of Fredbear with no trouble, his past self ran over and hugged Sam tightly. Muttering the same word over and over, Sorry. Jeremy looked down at Sam with a sad smile and whispered "Yeah, I'm letting you go" He looked over to the bullies, they were looking at him with sorrow before fading to black. He turned back to his past self and Sam, everything going black. He felt the ground disappearing beneath his feet. The two faded away with smiling faces. The solid ground, the surrounding area faded to nothing and Jeremy felt the past fade. He let himself fall into the void.
"How!? That was supposed to be torture!" Jeremy chuckled as he saw the incoming light, waiting to swallow him up. 'Because Fredbear...'
"I'm falling from cloud nine!"

The toys watched with peaked interest as they saw Fredbear glitch and fall to his rusted knees, holding his stomach with his clawed hands. Chick looked with unblinking eyes filled with meek interest. Bon got into a fighting stance in front of Chick. He wasn't going to let her get any more hurt. 'I wonder if that's him killing our guard..' Chick thought as she looked away, oil dripping down her eyes. Fred walked over and placed a helping paw on her shoulder, what good could he do when his family member was in emotional pain? They all looked up frozen as they heard Fredbear scream, Bon and Fred covered their ears. Chick just stared, un-moving. Before she could anticipate what was going to happen, Jeremy came tumbling out. Relief flowed through her as she saw the relatively unharmed guard. But the relief was soon suppressed by fear. She saw him clutching his head in pain as blood poured down. He slowly got up, grinning. He looked to the toys who were just staring at him in shock. Fredbear growled as he tried to swipe at him, but he ducked and reached for the chair. Grabbed it and smashed it on Fredbear's head. He stepped back, stumbling over his own feet. 'This is fan-fucking-tastic! He's snapped.. I have to get rid of him. Now' Fredbear thought as he stared at Jeremy in contempt.
"I-I'm wide awake!" Jeremy picked up a part of the smashed chair, one of it's metal legs. He charged, aiming it at Fredbear's chest. Fredbear stood there, piercing red eyes glowing with anger, waiting to strike. Once Jeremy got close enough, he lashed out. Claws sprung into action catching Jeremy off guard, he skidded to a stop, but his reaction wasn't fast enough as he crashed into Fredbear. Fredbear took this opportunity to catch Jeremy again and keep him locked up until he fades away into nothingness. Jeremy called out for help, dropping the chair leg. Bon caught the message and sprang to where Jeremy and Fredbear was, swiftly snatching up the metal leg and smashing it against Fredbear's head. He dropped Jeremy. Bon handed him the leg when he picked up another one.
"Thunder rumbling" Jeremy said angrily, mad at the fact that he almost got caught by Fredbear.. AGAIN! He looked over to Fred, beckoning him over. Fred nodded and went over to him, he handed him another chair leg. Bon, Jeremy and Fred all glared at Fredbear hatefully. A deep chuckled resonated around the room, the chuckle emanating from Fredbear. He stared down at Jeremy with hate. Wanting to cause pain to he one that got away. Thrice.
"Castles crumbling!" Jeremy charged, adrenaline coursing through his veins. Fred and Bon caught on and charged as well, not missing a beat they all bashed Fredbear in three different places. Fred to the head, Bon to the neck and Jeremy to the stomach. Unfortunately for him, his got stuck. He gasped and frantically tried to pull it out. Only to be slashed across the chest and sent flying to the wall. Crashing into it he muttered
"I'm wide awake" Jeremy heard the worried shouts come from the toys but his head was far too foggy to catch a word of it. He struggled upwards and staggered over to Fredbear.
"I am trying to hold on" He grabbed a hold of the chair leg that was lodged between the teeth in his stomach. Weekly trying to pull it out, without much success. Fredbear just grinned at his fruitless action. Chick finally regained her senses, she stood up and took a hold of Jeremy's wrist. He turned to look at her, eyes furious. She stared back, worry flowing through her eyes.
"Guard.. Stop. It's no use" Jeremy shook his head in response. If he was still alive, then it was worth it. 'I need my revenge!' He turned back to Fredbear, the two stared at each other for what seemed like hours before Jeremy broke away and whispered something.
"I'm wide awake" Staring deep into the ground, his brown eyes burned with untamed rage and hate. He will finish this once and for all. Even if it takes his life. He's wide awake and can continue the fight, weakness and pain won't stop him.
"God knows that I tried.." Jeremy looked back up, not thinking straight as he ran back at Fredbear with Chick following closely. Reaching out to snatch him back, to tell him that he's losing the plot. But the words never left their prison. Instead she picked up the last chair leg, Fred and Bon noticed this and readied their weapons to charge, their feet left the ground in a flash as they tackled Fredbear. Chick held down his right arm whilst Bon took the left, Fred held down the head. Jeremy sat on top of him, keeping away from his stomach's mouth.
"Seeing the bright side" He brought the chair leg up high, his face showing nothing but contempt.
"I'm not blind anymore...!" He brought it down hard on Fredbear's head, a loud screech was heard, Jeremy was sent to the floor. Dead.

Jeremy found himself in a pure white chamber of nothing. Hopelessly confused as to where he was. 'A-am I dead?' He looked around. But nothing appeared, a cold chill swept through the air as Jeremy felt loneliness creep into his mind. He had never felt like this before. He's never felt so alone in his life, the only time he ever felt like this was when he had lost Sam. But.. He should have gotten over him the moment he killed Fredbear. So why? Jeremy shivered as the cold swam through his body. He froze when two arms grabbed his own and brought him to them, bringing him close for a gentle yet strong hug. It felt reassuring to Jeremy. He knew who this was, so he hugged back even harder.
"Sam I-I missed you..!" He wept on his shoulder, his face digging into white clothing. Sam smiled as he saw his friend act this way towards him. But the smile faded as he knew he had to break the news to him. This was the last time he would see him until he really did part with his world. Besides, he himself has been waiting for the day when he could escape his purgatory. When they all could.. But they didn't need to know about this or they'll all hurt him and Jeremy.
"I know Jer.. I know.. But you can't stay here" He shoved Jeremy off him and looked away. He couldn't bare to see the shocked and confused face of his best friend. He forced himself to turn around. Jeremy stood frozen on the spot. Unable to move. Sam move over to him, but he backed off. Shaking his head in disapproval.
"What do you mean I can't stay here? Am I not dead?" Jeremy looked away from Sam, after all this time, he thought he'd at least maybe let him stay? Or was he too mad for the fact that he left him when he needed him the most. "You don't want me here" Jeremy backed away some more, gaining distance. He was at his mercy here, he could cause him pain just like Fredbear did.
"Not true! I do want you here! It's just th-" Jeremy cut Sam off.
"That what? Send me to the pits of the unknown?! Punish me for leaving you!" Jeremy broke down. He fell to his hands and knees, bashing his fists into the ground of forever.
"No! Listen! We're both in purgatory! You died in that fight Jeremy.. But I want to bring you back, and the only way to that is for you to accept my gratitude.. Besides why would I want to punish you? You've done absolutely nothing wrong!" Jeremy stared up at him. 'I'm really dead? Is this a dream?'
"Y-you're thanking me for freeing you.. Thanking the person who could've helped you stay alive in the first place?" Sam looked at him, skeptically. Does he not know what he's done?
"I've good reasons to thank you. You've saved me from the beast that caused my death in the first place.. You've saved me from torture of my death over and over, different every time. From Foxy, from Freddy, from Bonnie, from Plushtrap, from Chica even from that damned cupcake! You've saved me from experiencing true torture.. I had almost gotten to the point where I couldn't be set free. I was just about to be killed by Nightmare before you came and saved me.. Do you think I've no reason for thanks?" Jeremy looked away, he couldn't believe that Sam was thanking him for saving him when he could've stopped all this torture from happening in the first place!
"I-I ca-" Jeremy started but couldn't finish.
"You have to accept it" Sam disappeared then reappeared behind Jeremy, wrapping his arms around him. Whispering into his ear "Or we'll both never leave" Jeremy struggled but Sam kept firm. Was he really being forceful with him? Jeremy stopped his struggles as Sam's grip tightened. He sighed. 'I'm done it's over. I-I think I'm good..'
"Okay Sam. I accept your thanks, but only if you accept my apology" Sam smiled as his face lit up with glee. He'd been waiting for that for far too long. And to hear Jeremy say it at long last lifted a rather large weight that upped his fear. It's gone.
"I humbly accept!" Jeremy smiled as his face lit up with relief. He finally got to say it. The words he had been bottling up inside for who knows how long. A weight has been lifted, finally gone. Even after what he'd gone through and what he's said in the pizzeria, it hadn't left. But now.. It really is gone. Both Jeremy and Sam sighed with content. Feeling the pressure disappear within a matter of seconds. Jeremy felt his world fade, Sam felt his soul fade. Sam let go of Jeremy and turned him to face his face.
"I guess this is goodbye then, for now. I don't know what could lie ahead for me.." Jeremy's words came out full of unwanted fear. Sam caught on and tried to make it up, he knew how.
"Not so true bro" He leaned in and placed his forehead on Jeremy's own "For I will be watching you, you know what they say: The fearful ones watch over the shy ones" Jeremy pushed Sam off of him and stifled a laugh. 'Does anyone actually say that?'
"Nobody says that! Besides I'm staying here! You're the one leaving!" Jeremy laughed.
"Actually.. You're leaving with me. I did say that I was going to bring you back didn't I?" Sam grasped Jeremy by his shoulders and brought him close. "Stay safe for the both of us Jer" He stared into Jeremy's eyes for a while then sighed. He leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek. Jeremy flushed.
"Stay safe, for both of us" Sam's soul disintegrated into dust that flew into Jeremy. 'He will be attached to my soul' Thought Sam as Jeremy's world faded to nothing. Five pairs of eyes stood watching the scene as they all faded.
"Who's to say we can't follow them?"

Jeremy awoke feeling exhausted and pained. Excruciating pain. But he forced himself up as another sense inside told him to, he didn't know what it was but felt as though he should listen to it. He looked at his surroundings. Cushions littered the floor, covering him, keeping him warm. Strings of light hung from the ceiling. Jeremy had to look away from them, insides threatening to come back out if he stared for too long. He looked to his arm, red from blood. 'What.. Wait I'm alive?! Did Sam really bring me back? But how.. Yeah I did. And I brought you back with the price of me coming with you, you can't just escape death that easily you know' Jeremy looked around. Wondering where the voice had come from. Was it his imagination? 'Don't tell me you already forgot, right?' He froze. The past coming back to him, he held his cheek where Sam had ...kissed him. He felt his cheeks warm up. 'W-why and w-what!?' Jeremy had to refrain himself from screaming. Sam was now with him. He will always be.. '..Fuck. Language!' He held his head in his hands. Sure he felt safer and more secure but.. This was too unreal. Still, he was alive. He'd set him free.. and his choice was to be with him. An honor or a downfall? 'It was my choice you know.. You're wide awake remember?'
"I'm wide awake.. You're right" Jeremy jumped when he heard a voice from come from the other side of the purple curtains, covered in grey stars.
"Guard? Are you alive? I heard ya talk" Jeremy recognized it as Fred's voice. He sighed a sigh of relief. Thanking anything and everything that it wasn't anyone else. 'Lend me your bod for a sec bro?' Jeremy sat confused for a second then gave in, feeling all control leave his grasp. Seeing through his minds eye view was oddly perplexing. Even more so when he heard Sam speak his voice.
"Yeah h- I'm in here, but why here though? Why place someone who died here?" Jeremy laughed as he noted Sam's struggle. 'Shut up, you know how hard it is. Jeez I didn't know you were in this much pain! Stop complaining.. Do you know how weird this is?' As they both argued, Fred came into the room followed by the rest of the gang: Mangle, Balloon Boy and Marion. But no old animatronics. Which relieved Sam to no end.
"Whoa. Fred you were right.. He is alive but how in the world?!" Bon, as Jeremy recognized, said. Shock evident on his face structure. Chick looked at him in awe, shock also evident on her face structure. Mangle grinned but it fell when she saw his wounds.
"Y-you r-really w-went down a-as a t-trooper eh?" Mangle admitted which surprised Jeremy but not Sam.
"Yeah, just like you to say that. Eh Mangle?" The words slipped off Jeremy's tongue as he realized what he said. He may have accidentally put some of his personality into that. Not Jeremy's. Mangle glared at him suspiciously, seeming to be the only one to have caught on. Sam sighed in relief, regretting it when a spike of pain struck Jeremy's body. Marion looked at him with a serious face, he decided to ask Sam something.
"Well. I know how happy we all are about this but, how about this. Jeremy have you gotten over your grief?" This caught him off guard. He went to Jeremy for help and he told him his answer.
"I'm wide awake at least" Marion stared at him with mock relief, he didn't answer his second question. He now knew that something was definitely wrong here. He had to get some answers. Like for example: Why was 'Jeremy' red in the face? It's only mildly warm in the room, as to not anger the spirits. So.. Why? Marion decided that he should take the guard to his box. He sensed more presences than he was around. Two of them radiating from their night guard.
"I want you to come with me" Everyone turned and stared. Shock poured off of Sam, added with a little bit of fear as well.

"What..?" Sam asked with fear. He knew that this puppet was with them. Don't ask how he knows, he just does. If he knew the kids then he'd know about him within moments of him stepping into the box. 'I'm handing your body back to you, alright!? You okay? Fine!' Sam fell to the ground as he gave up all control, forcing Jeremy to take lead. Jeremy felt all the pain return as he became aware of his surroundings once more, he slowly got up, feeling nauseous. Jeremy held his head in his hand, the other one covering his mouth. Sam giving him control out of nowhere took its toll on him. Mentally and physically. Marion went over to him and pulled him up, harshly. Bon came over and grasped his wrist.
"Dude what's wrong with you!? He just fell to the floor! Did you not see-" Bon was interrupted as Marion pushed him aside. Bon fumed. "What the heck?!"
"Do you not see? This isn't Jeremy" Bon's face fell. He stood unable to speak, he stepped back. Allowing Marion to carry on. The others stayed back as they saw Marion drag Jeremy out of the room, towards his box. Jeremy struggled to get free. 'Don't let him take us into the box!' He heard Sam shout in his mind. It rung in his ears. He forced himself to around back and trip Marion up. He fell to the floor with a loud thud, bringing Jeremy down with him. His grip loosened. Jeremy took this chance to break free, when he did, he limped away. Faster than he thought. Pain gnawed at every inch of his body, slowing him to a halt. He leaned against a table, gathering his breath. He heard a loud chant from behind, he craned his neck to take a look. Once their eyes made contact, he fell to the floor. Paralyzed. 'Not good!'
"You thought you could get away? I knew something was up when I heard the clatter of metal against metal from inside in my box. My suspicion grew once I saw the others bring to me Jeremy's lifeless body. Your reactions upon waking confirmed it. Now, are you going to tell me who you are or shall I find out myself by force?" Marion spoke with uncaring pitch black eyes. Something which placed fear into Jeremy's heart once more. This isn't the same Marion he knew before. No. The one he knew was more caring with an alluring aura. This one seems dark with a malice invoking aura, set for revenge. Jeremy tried moving his lips, to talk back, to save his other soul. But nothing would happen. He was stuck like a mouse in a mouse trap, waiting for the inevitable. Nothing came.
"I'm sorry. Apparently my paralysis took over you fully. Allow me to reverse a small fraction of it" Jeremy could only stare as he felt a wave of uncomfortable pass through his whole head. Allowing the ability to speak. The ability to speak came with the ability to speak with his mind too, as it was blocked before. '...eak to me! Please! It's okay.. Oh thank god! You know we're done for right? Yup..'
"Th-thanks.. But.. Why? I'm who I am. I just kinda rushed to go to the hospital?" He smiled innocently, a thing someone in his position should never do, as it only raises suspicion. Marion noticed this, he also noted that Jeremy made the last quote sound like a large lie. Answers shouldn't sound like questions. He just screwed himself over. 'Our one chance and you blew it. Congrats' Jeremy gulped as he saw Marion come closer to him, coming mask to face.
"You are coming with me" Jeremy couldn't do anything more as his world faded to nothing but a void of purple.

When he came to he found that he was in Marion's box, tied up. But at least he could move his limbs. ' 'Bout time you woke up. You're lucky Marion tied you and left. He went to get something to make us talk. Oh the joy. You managed to overhear him? Yeah. When you're out of commission, I get to take over your senses. I have a lot to learn..' Jeremy sighed as he tried his bounds. They wouldn't come loose anytime soon. Jeremy hissed in pain as the rope rubbed against his wounds. He felt bile build up in his throat, the nauseous feeling returning. 'Can this get any worse?' He heard the sound of the box lid slide open. 'Yes, yes it can' He saw Marion enter with what looked like some kind of arm. 'Oh no..'
"Yeah, I'm falling from cloud nine.." He saw Marion crawl in and close the box with little difficulty. Placing the arm next to him, Jeremy squinted his eyes to get a good look. The truth sent fear to his heart. It was Fredbear's arm, was Marion going to make him talk with that? Sam freaked out in his mind, giving him a raging headache. Making the one he already had ten times worse. He lowered his head, closing his eyes. Marion leaned in, cupping his face with his slender fingers, bringing his face up to his mask. He kept his eyes shut.
"Do you want me to make you open them?" Marion leaned back and grabbed the arm. 'He must have gotten that after the fight..' Jeremy shook his head, looking away from Marion. Not knowing where he was looking, he looked at the arm.
"Be that way" Marion grabbed the arm and placed it on Jeremy's knee. Pain instantly shot through Jeremy's legs, heading right for his head. A cry of pain escaped him, his voice coming out fused with another. Marion seemed to regret that action seeing the amount of pain on Jeremy's face and apparently someone else's too. But he immediately shook it off when he noticed Jeremy open his eyes a little bit. He noticed the discoloration of them. One being brown and the other a hazy blue. Like a misty ocean. Was that normal? Or was it the cause of the apparition lurking within..? He knew someone who was dead and had those kind of eyes.. Jeremy looked up, seeing that he noticed that he opened up his eyes. They widened then shut closed within a second. Marion looked at him with a satisfied grin. He was right. There was another being within, his good friend. It was just too bad that they both had to suffer.. Marion froze when he heard Jeremy whisper as though having a battle with himself.
"It was out of the blue" He repeated over and over. Jeremy shook his head back and fourth, a figure fading in beside him, hard to see if you didn't concentrate. Marion looked to the figure, it was his doing that got him to appear before his mask. He can cut the binds he has to Jeremy if he so pleases, but he won't. Not without consent. Jeremy felt the colour drain from his face once he felt the connection loosen. A grip on his shoulders forming, he felt like he was being shaken. But who was it? Marion's only had three fingers, and they were sharp at the end as well. so who? Then it hit him. The familiarity coming through, this was Sam. But how? 'Does that mean..' He opened up his eyes to find a black transparent figure shaking him. Eyes sharp and weary.
"He did this! Goddamnit! Why'd you open them?!" Jeremy looked away in shame. It was a slip, it was never meant to happen. Marion snapped his fingers and the two turned to look at him, one in sadness the other in anger.
"Can either of you tell my how this happened?" Jeremy and Sam looked at each other before Sam sighed.
"Do you know how hard it is to keep things away from you, Nathan?" Jeremy looked at Sam then Marion, pulling a confused face. "It's a long story that I can't tell you.. Anyway, Nathan this happened..."
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"Now I see. You-" Marion was cut short by Sam covering his mask with a transparent hand.
"Shh! Don't tell him that!" Jeremy looked at Sam curiously. What did he not want him to know?
"Tell me what?" Jeremy asked, looking somewhat out of it.
"Nothing! I, uh, mean nothing at all bro" Jeremy looked down at the ground, feeling left out. Was this puppet more of a friend than he was to Sam? He didn't even know the guy, let alone trust him. He sighed and suppressed a cry. He's been hiding the fact that all this time, he's been in pain.
"Crashing from the high(!)" Jeremy knew that these two were dead, is that the cause? Does he have to be dea- 'What am I thinking? Dead? No. That's not going to happen.. Not again anyway' Marion and Sam turned to look at him, as he flopped to the ground. Too many thoughts were buzzing around his head that he failed to recognize what was going on anymore. Pain clouded his vision, he's been holding it back all this time, trying not to worry the other two ..who had forgotten about him being tied up. 'I wonder if the toys are still mad..'
"I think we forgot to worry about his physical state" Marion said, stating the obvious.
"Oh really?! Help him!" Sam rushed to Jeremy's side in a blink of an eye, quickly untying the ropes that bound him. Sam shuffled back upon seeing the redness of Jeremy's clothes. "What the heck?!"
"Battle wounds. We really should've paid more attention to them, look. But he was dead, so we left him be. Tell the employees in the morning" Marion pointed at a scratch on Jeremy's hand, purple and golden coloured. Sam took a hold of it, getting a closer look.
"You know I'm letting go tonight" Jeremy turned to face Sam, pulling his hand out of Sam's. "Yeah, I'm letting you go" He stood up on shaky legs, pulling the box lid open despite Sam's and Marion's protests. He jumped out of the box and left. Sam heard him whisper before he was out. 'I'm falling from cloud nine'
"Go after him and stop him before he does anything stupid. Stay out of the animatronic's sight" Sam nodded and left the box, Marion watched him go. 'I've got a bad feeling about this..'

Jeremy walked through the dining area panting and staggering. He could barely keep his own head up, let alone try to walk. But he had to. He had to get back to his office so his boss, Katy doesn't find out that he wasn't doing his job.
"I'm wide awake and should be doing my job.." He couldn't get fired, this is all he had. Jeremy lived in a cheap apartment with little luxuries. He simply couldn't afford anything better. Jeremy stopped to lean against a wall, holding his head as images flashed into his mind. 'No..No.. No!' Images of Fredbear came to mind, along with images of him with soulless eyes huddled close to said bear. Chains keeping him in place. Jeremy shook his head back and fourth, he fell to the ground, curled up. Fredbear was holding the end of it. 'Is that what's going to happen to me?' The image soon faded, leaving Jeremy shaking on the ground. The oddly coloured scratch on his hand faded to reveal a golden scar in the shape of two letters. F and B. He slowly got up, breathing heavily.
"I'm wide awake, those weren't real.. Weren't real(!)" He slowly started moving again, dodging all the nearby tables. He heard a shout of his name from behind, he stopped and turned to the voice.
"You think you can just leave without an explanation?! Do you know how dangerous things have become for us? We're both in...danger.." Sam's sentence was slowed to a stop, his eyes widened as he saw the towering figure behind Jeremy. Confusion came onto Jeremy's face as Sam pointed to the figure behind him, Jeremy turned around to see the animatronic lurking there. The animatronic that goes by the name of Freddy Fazbear. Jeremy froze on the spot, fear of the animatronic coming back. He found out that they were friendly before, but the anger in his glassy eyes showed no kindness. He took a hold of Jeremy's wrist before he could bolt, Sam stood unable to move as his eyes locked with Freddy's.
"You think you can just escape purgatory without saying goodbye first? You do know that a security guard killed us right? He is one.. Though, if you can give us another guard we'll let him go but for now.." Jeremy stared up at Freddy in horror and fear as he started dragging him away.
"Waitwaitwait! Sam! Wait, help!" Jeremy's pleas went unheard as Sam stood still as if paralyzed. 'Why.. Why oh god why?!'
Sam stood in the same spot for about five minutes before coming back to his senses. He just saw his living best friend get dragged away before his very eyes. It reminded him of the day his life ended, the day that Jeremy wasn't there for him. 'But wait.. He wasn't there to save me but he was there for when..I really died..'

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Flashback!
Sam floated over his body which rested on a hospital bed, flowers and a get well card laying on the bedside cabinet beside his bed. IV machines hooked up to his arms, bloody bandages covered his head. A sniveling Jeremy sat on the ground with his head on his chest. His brother patted Jeremy on the back, face full of sorrow for his injured little bro.
"...I can't even express my apologies Jeremy.. I know now that-" Jeremy cut off the brother with a monotone voice. Emotion did not play apart in anything he said, but the brother's voice was filled with sadness.
"Then don't.. You can just leave. *Sniff* You don't need to do or say anything else.." Before the brother could respond Jeremy pointed to the door and looked to the brother with emotionless eyes. "Go" The brother nodded before he turned to the door and exited the room. Jeremy turned back to Sam and spoke his apology.
"I'm sorry.. My fear took my mind and I- I couldn't.. O-Okay? I'M SORRY!" Jeremy placed his head back on Sam's lap and started bashing his fist on the bed repeatedly. Mumbling the words 'I'm sorry' over and over. He stopped when he heard the heart monitor beeping start to slow. Jeremy looked up fearfully. The beeping on the heart monitor stopped and all that could be heard in the room was a 'beeeeeeee...' sound. 'No... NO!' Jeremy got up and rushed to Sam's side and started shaking him.
"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME SAM! PLEASE! SOMEONE! ANYONE! HELP!" Jeremy screamed with tears coming down his eyes, Sam would've gone down to comfort him but he was slowly floating upwards, to the void above. Before he could see no more, he saw a dark cloud envelop Jeremy. And he fell to the ground unconscious. Sam's vision turned to white.
Flashback Over!

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Sam was brought out of his flashback with the sound of a shout, though he couldn't make out what was said. All he knew was that it was Jeremy's voice. 'Why would h- Oh. Yeah that..' He turned to the direction where the shout was heard, then ran towards it. 'I will not abandon you!'
In the room where the battle between a guard and a nightmare, sat Jeremy on a new chair uncomfortably surrounded by the beaten up animatronics; Foxy, Bonnie, Freddy and Chica. His eyes kept darting from one to another. 'Not good... What are they planning to do with me.. Stuff me?! No! No please..' Jeremy fidgeted in his seat, bringing his knees up to his chest to hug them and slightly rock back and fourth. The band just gave him a confused look. Bonnie looked to Foxy and asked:
"Eyy Sean, what's he doin'?" Foxy answered with a shrug and a swish of his tail. Jeremy looked at Foxy and cocked his head. 'Sam called Marion Nathan and now Bonnie calls Foxy Sean? What is.. Oh'
"If I knew I'd tell ye.. Okay.. Now what is he doin'?" Bonnie chuckled at Jeremy's antics but laughed at Foxy's question. Foxy turned and glared at the rabbit.
"If I knew I'd tell you..." Bonnie mocked him, Foxy growled and tackled the faceless rabbit. He raised his hook and held down Bonnie's one arm. Jeremy stared wide-eyed at the scene before him, digging his head into his legs, and letting out a small whimper.
"You aren't setting a good example guys..." Spoke Golden Freddy(An: I don't see him as FB, so in my one-shots they're two different animatronics), looking at them both with hollow eyes. They stopped to look at the broken down bear, Foxy let out a sigh of static before backing off of Bonnie and turning to the frightened guard.
"I'm wide awake(!)" Golden Freddy turned to Jeremy, he got up from his spot in the bottom right-hand corner and walked over to the guard. He placed a paw on his shoulder, Jeremy froze. Jeremy slowly lifted his head and turn to the golden bear, gasping at the sight of him. Jeremy hadn't noticed him before since he had concealed himself in the darkest part of the room. But he recognized the connection. Fredbear. He screamed and fell off the chair onto his butt, scooting away to the farthest wall, breathing heavily.
"D-don't come any closer!" Golden Freddy turned away from him and walked back over to his corner muttering a few modest words. Chica turned to Jeremy and let out an annoyed huff.
"That was harsh, even for you" The others nodded and Foxy let out a growl. He stomped over to Jeremy, catching him by his collar and bringing up close to his snout. Jeremy's breathing became frantic as unwanted memories came rushing in.
"If ye ever make Aaron feel unwanted again I swear I'll gut ya!" Jeremy nodded absentmindedly as images rushed to his head. Images of a mangled Foxy biting down on someone's head. It sent multiple shivers down his spine. 'B-bite..' Jeremy squirmed in Foxy's grip and Foxy reluctantly let go.
"I'm wide awake.." Jeremy breathed. He curled up into his little ball and whimpered as more images flashed through his mind. Images he's never seen or heard of, it confused him to the point of asking a peculiar question.
"Why are you guys going after Mike?" They all sent shocked looks his way, Foxy's jaw hung open whilst Bonnie let out a sigh of static, Chica brought her handless arms to her beak, Freddy just stared and Golden Freddy turned to him in amazement. Before they got to ask anything Sam busted in through the steel door, relief hit his face in an instant but was then replaced for confusion.
"What'd I miss? Clearly you guys, uh, what happened?" Golden Freddy spoke before the others had a chance, as he got up and walked over to Sam. A glint in his hollow eyes.
"It seems that you have awoken a new power in this young guard" Everyone in the room turned to the golden bear, noticing that everyone's interest has reached its peak, he continued. "Sam, you have awoken the Future Sight power in Jeremy, which can be very useful" Everyone turned to Jeremy in awe, he just sat there mouth agape. 'I can tell the future? This can't be good..'
"Don't mean to burst you bubble, but erm.. Jeremy was it? Who is Mike?" Bonnie asked as he scratched his head. Jeremy looked away from him, afraid to answer since Sam was here. But he felt as though they should know. He sighed.
"..My new best friend.." He looked away from Sam. But Jeremy didn't get to see the smile that Sam gave, he was happy that his soulmate has gotten a new buddy. But why did that make him feel a little jealous?
"Good good, you know I'm not mad right?" Jeremy turned to Sam, shock and relief on his face.
"You're not?" Sam face-palmed.
"Why would I be? I think it's good that you've moved on, sort of" Jeremy sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, remembering his refusal to move on..
Beep beep beep beep beep beep! Jeremy checked his watch, 6AM. He survived another night, even though he feels terrible and horribly weak. He has to go meet Mike and Fritz.. Maybe he could introduce Sam to them. 'Will they like each other?' All the animatronics turned to the door, sighing as they set off towards it. Golden Freddy opened up the door but spared a glace at Jeremy.
"You asked us about why we were going after someone called Mike right? Well I sense that person entering this restaurant right now.." The others came up next to Golden Freddy. "(He's the one we need, stick to Jeremy until we get to him..)" They all nodded and they all took a glace at Jeremy, their eyes glinting as they turned from soul inhabited to soulless. They left the room in silence, Jeremy felt his breath hitch as something unwelcome entered his system, his face went extremely pale.
"Hey Jer.. You alright? I mean you're clearly not but.." Sam wanted to continue but was silenced with a flick of Jeremy's hand.
"I'm wide awake and fine.. Just.. Need to go to the hospital.." Jeremy got up and staggered over to the door, tumbling out. Sam had a bad feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Fritz led Mike into the pizzeria, laughing at Mike's latest joke. He was going to ask Mike how he thought it up but Mike asked a question before he could.
"Hey Fritz, if you were a killer, what would you call yourself?" This had thrown Fritz completely off guard and he laughed, what could possibly turn him into a killer? The question was completely random but he answered anyway, out of fun.
"The Purple Guy, haha. Because my favourite colour is purple, you know? It'd be mysterious, I'd even make myself purple haha! How about you, what's your killer name?" Mike rolled his eyes, who would want to be purple? He answered Fritz' question with a smile of glee.
"Probably.. Hmm.. Night Slasher. Why? Because.. It, sounds... cool?" Fritz shook his head, chuckling.
"You'd never make it as a criminal hahaha!" Mike punched his arm.
"Shut up! Besides it's better than being some purple guy!" He half shouted, half joked. Just then Jeremy staggered into the room leaning on the wall, covered in blood.
"H-hey guys.." He collapsed to the floor, unconscious. Mike and Fritz stood there, stunned. Who or what could have done that to him? Fritz ran over to Jeremy but Mike stood still, he felt as though he should move to his best friend, but he couldn't. He was staring into the eyes of a different being, one that wasn't of this world but of the afterlife. He was staring at a black spirit. A ghost if you will. The spirit looked just as shocked as he did, but the spirit had traces of fear on his face which Mike didn't exactly have. He looked down at Jeremy's body, a sigh escaped his lips as he knelt down next to Fritz, keeping his gaze on Mike. Mike would've screamed as five more spirits appeared, hovering over Jeremy's body. They all stared at him with grins. Grins that sent shivers down his spine. 'Why are they all staring at me like that...? Fuck. Why can't I move my limbs?!'
"Mike! Behind you!" Mike turned his head toward Fritz, surprised that he can move it. Fritz had his hand covering his mouth and his other arm pointed to something behind Mike, Mike hoped that it wasn't another spirit. His hopes rang true, it was worse. The black spirit was also pointing in that direction, a wavering smile on his face, as if wondering if he wanted this to happen or not. Mike felt slender hands grip his arms and pin them to his sides, now he was truly in danger. Fritz stared at the creature that had taken Mike captive, he stood up but knelt back down. His mind was in a frenzy, who to help? Jeremy was in critical condition whilst Mike's life could be in danger. They were both in a horrible predicament. Fritz took out his phone and quickly dialed nine-one-one. Someone picked up immediately.
"Help! I need an ambulance and fast! My best buddy is in critical condition! Send an ambulance to Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria in Edinburgh! I-I don't know the address! Uh! Uh.. It's the only restaurant here with that name! You know? Perfect! Send one! Thank you!" Fritz placed the phone back into his pocket and looked back to Mike. He looked ridden with panic but relief. 'Fritz called for an ambulance.. Jeremy's hopefully going to be fine..' Mike kept his eyes on the spirits, all of them. Keeping a close eye on the first one that appeared, he felt as though he should know this one, but why? The spirit hugged Jeremy, he hugged him and he hugged him hard. Transparent tears trailed down his face. 'Why is he crying..?' He took one least look at Mike before turning into a cloud of black, the the cloud flew into Jeremy. He glowed for a second before returning to normal. Mike stared wide-eyed. 'Wha-what?' Fritz turned to Jeremy then to Mike, also wide-eyed.
"What the heck just happened?! How did he glow like that! Ho-" Before Fritz could continue the brown spirit came up behind him, turned into a brown cloud and floated into him. Fritz fell to the floor, but rose a second later. Pupils tiny and black. His eyes glowed a deep brown, it terrified Mike.
"You're the one who's going to save us, right? The one we're after. Mike" Mike gasped as he heard 'Fritz' talk, his voiced was mixed with a younger sounding one. But that wasn't what sent Mike even more panic and fear, what did was what he said. He knew Fritz knew his name but, the spirit had possessed him.. How'd it know? It said that they were after him.. Mike gulped. Recovering from the shock, adrenaline coming through, he struggled. The creature holding him kept firm, he wasn't going to be let go anytime soon. He stopped his struggling, and dropped his head.
"They aren't going to hurt you. But they do want you.. Sorry about that" The creature spoke in his ear, he still had no idea what it was but it's voice for some odd reason calmed him down and sent his fear away for a brief moment. 'What the hell is this?!' 'Fritz' came towards him, the other spirits followed suit. 'Must be the leader..' Mike turned his head away from 'Fritz'. Refusing to meet those possessed eyes.
"We need you and it looks like you'll need us. We're trapped you know.. We need a host to free us. You see that teen over there? The one that's bloodied and looks ready to die?" Mike scowled at him but kept his gaze away form him. "Well he helped to free Sam" For some reason, that name sounded familiar to Mike, yet he couldn't place why he found it familiar. "You are going to free us. But you won't remember any of this once we take you. We'll take you like Sam did to Jeremy. But under different circumstances" Mike growled, the spirit knew his name yet he decided to say that about him. How dare he. Mike turned to them, eyes staring him down with a hard glare.
"If you knew his name, why did you say that about him!" Mike's eyes showed true rage. He lashed out at 'Fritz' but didn't get very far as 'Fritz' took a step back and the creature sent a shock through his body. Paralyzing all but his head and his means to live.
"To spite you. I needed to see how much you cared about the boy, that care will go a long way you know? Since he's now in grave danger, every thing he sees means something. He's after him, nobody but you can stop him. But you need the power of Jeremy to help you along the way, the both of you are more important than you may think. We would've taken Jeremy, but he's taken, you aren't.. Now hold still. Oh wait, you can't do anything but!" Mike tried using his limbs, to try and attack again. But nothing happened, he couldn't move a muscle. It sent fear to his heart. What did the spirit mean by all that? The spirits all advanced towards him, coming within breathing range. Mike tried looking away from them all but everywhere he looked, one of them was there. Violet, Yellow, Golden, Burgundy and then there was 'Fritz' with the tiny black pupils, glowing brown eyes. He stared at his friends eyes with no fear, as there was only anger now. He thought that these spirits had done this to his best friend. Tortured him till he was nothing more than a red rag. The creature that was holding him, laid him down onto the cold hard ground. Stepping backwards to let the spirits through. Before he did though, Mike saw his face, or mask. It was a Marionette.
"Thank you Nathan for keeping him in check.. Now though. It's time for us to do our thing" 'Fritz' said as he walked over to Mike's head and knelt down. "Sorry for using your friend, but it was necessary.." Fritz fell back as the spirit rose from his body, the brown leader. All the spirits turned into the same cloud he saw the Black spirit turn into. Fritz got up, holding his head.
"Ugh. What happened, Mi-ohhhh... What the heck happened to you!" Fritz looked up to Nathan. Anger on his face. Mike didn't know that he couldn't see any of the spirits. "You did this!" He quickly jumped up and charged Nathan, he dodged causing Fritz to run into a wall. This distraction let the spirit clouds drift into Mike's body. Mike let out a scream of pain.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Fritz spun to face him, a look of terror on his face.
"MIKE!" Fritz ran over to his friend, Mike glowed a mixture of five colours before the glow faded to nothing. Mike's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he blacked out. Fritz looked between Jeremy and Mike before coming to a conclusion that something paranormal was happening. Something beyond his mind capacity. He felt a horrible chill drift around the room once Jeremy entered but spoke nothing of it because he didn't want to worry anyone. He wished he said something about it before that happened to both Mike and Jeremy. He felt deep regret. But he knew who to blame.. He turned to the spot where Nathan was, only to find out that said Marionette had vanished and in his wake left a note. The note stated:
Your concern for the two is phenomenal. But how long will that last after a near death experience? These kinds of things scar people.. Your kind. Keep your sanity or there will be horrific consequences.. Watch out for the future..
Fritz read the note with anger filled eyes. 'Fuck this shit! What the hell does this even mean?' Fritz stuffed the note into his pocket without a second glance. He turned to Jeremy and ran over to him, picking up his limp hand and checking his pulse. Still going. Fritz sighed out of relief, he heard the ambulance sound in the distance.
'Weird.. It sounds like the Toreador March'

EXTRA SCENE! Jeremy's Apartment.

Jeremy was lying in his bed, the event had scarred him mentally but at least he had Sam to keep him sane. 'Speaking of Sam..'
"Uh.. Hey Sam?" Jeremy thought aloud.
'Yeah? What is it Jer?' Sam asked in Jeremy's mind.
"Why did you kiss me on the cheek back in purgatory?" The question caught Sam off guard as he knew he couldn't tell Jeremy the true answer.
'Uh...'

Scene over, unfortunately!

GODDAMNIT! That took so damn long! I'm so sorry for the lateness. But as I said before, I gave you the reasons. But I have other NEW reasons to go along with them..
I had two Biology Tests to revise for (Got the results yesterday, I think I passed!) and then there was this Halloween event on Terraria.. Yeah. Wait.. Halloween. Shoot! Guys I might not be able to get a Halloween special out.. But I can try (Might be late, or short). The next one is one I'm doing myself, no requests. SPOILER: It's "Mangled". And no.. There probably won't be much FNaF activity, but it will be with two YouTubers (*COUGH* Nate and *COUGH* Matthew *COUGH* Have you seen the video yet?) Remember! Its about Halloween, keep that in mind!

Oh and by the way.. The children haven't been murdered yet. They came from the future to get to Mike and to maybe(Nope) stop Fritz. Confusing I know.. I forgot what else I had to say about this... But! I also planted the Freddy Fazbears place in Scotland. Yeah, yeah, yeah I know! I see all these things placed in America, why not the UK? I'm from the UK just so you know, so yeah. Edinburgh.

See ya later listeners!