Author's note: Just in case you forget their names and don't want to go back to the first chapter to check. Also, I am going by the theory that the new animatronics were a second batch of kids that were killed after the original by Purple Guy.

Original Bonnie: David

Original Freddy: James

Original Chica: Sally

Original Foxy: Emily

Golden Freddy: Cameron

Toy Bonnie: Sam

Toy Freddy: Michal

Toy Chica: Mary

Mangle: Olivia

Marionette: Katie

Balloon Boy

Red eyes in the middle of a faceless head turned to look at camera eight. It wasn't turned to look at them yet but it was noticeably on. He was back again; he came back every night, likely to mock them but that would change. They would catch him one day and he would pay for what he had done. He did this to them, he hurt them, hurt others, took away their lives as well as families. He wouldn't get away with it, they had all decided a long time ago that he would be dead before he got a chance to hurt anyone else and their spirits would finally be free.

Another set of eyes looked at the camera from room twelve. She laid there in a heap of parts staring at the camera with curiosity and vengeance at the same time. There had been more than one night guard at the building yesterday and they weren't even wearing the traditional purple uniform that Vincent had worn. How were they supposed to tell who their target was if all these people were getting in the way? Maybe the people that had arrived last night were working for the murderer. The thought made Olivia boil with anger inside but at the same time, there wasn't any way to be sure. One thing she thought was awfully strange though, was the three animatronics running away with them. They weren't any that she'd seen before but they were obviously not human. Either way, they left, got away. It was enough to prove they all had something to hide and where there's something to hide, there's their murderer.

The three spirits stood on stage, unmoving, aware that they were each being watched. Sam had seen the other five people in the building last night and wondered if they were coming back again tonight. Three of them were dressed rather strangely but noticeably had flesh within them. She'd wanted to call out for them, ask for help, but her robotic instincts had kicked in and she was forced to chase them out. Could have been worse though; imagine what would happen if she'd actually caught them? They'd be dead, that's what. No one would actually know how much pain they were all in if they couldn't control themselves but every person they see at night ends up looking like the enemy. For some reason though, these five seemed familiar…in a really strange way. It was almost like she knew them in her early childhood. They couldn't have known them though, anyone they might have known in their human lives are long gone. Only themselves are left to linger through the horror of their new lives.

Sam, without moving her head, turned her eyes back to the camera. It was no longer looking at them meaning the person behind the camera was now looking at another room. It was twelve in the morning; time to move. Time to hunt. The lights flickered on the stage as she stepped off into the next room, mechanical eyes falling onto the camera up top. It turned on, looking at her.

The Guardians stood waiting, rather bored. It had been a few hours and it was now midnight, they'd expected something to move by now.

Jeremy suddenly inhaled sharply, causing everyone else in the room to jump at the sudden noise and come forward to look at the camera. It was the bunny; it had moved to the same room that Bunny had caught it in last night.

"Here we go again." Jeremy said to no one in particular.

Everyone got ready with their weapons and waited, each person leaning over Jeremy's shoulder to check the camera every now and then. North noted that these creatures had a habit of waiting until midnight to start doing anything. Jeremy was visibly unsettled, constantly winding the music box every minute; Jack could've sworn the music box degraded faster when someone wasn't looking at it.

"Alright mates, me and Sandy are gonna go check things out in the other rooms." Bunny said suddenly.

The others nodded, watching them leave and turned their focus back to keeping Jamie's cousin safe from anything that may wander in.

Sandy and Bunny walked side by side, looking around them for anything they could slow down or even better, deactivate. They may not be allowed to tamper with things made in the mortal world too much by breaking the retched machines apart but that doesn't mean they can't cause them to shut down. The main thing they were wanting to go discover were the 'older animatronics' the guy on the phone had been talking about. Seemed a little unfair that they were so outnumbered; according to how many they've seen and heard about already, they're fighting six against eleven. He'd gotten a short glimpse of the room that the older models were in but didn't see too much since Jeremy flashed the light once and switched cameras like his life was already over.

They walked down the hall, taking several turns, and coming to a door that read 'Parts and Service'. It was covered in brown rust and obviously hadn't been opened in a while. Bunny pushed the door, the prolonged squeaking noise it made caused Sandy to cringe and Bunny to cover his ears. They peered inside; it was dark…really dark. Sandy extended his dream sand to see inside.

The first thing they noticed was an extremely creepy large bunny, older and more broken than the light blue one that had been on stage before. It was slouched against the wall, faceless and several wires hanging out where it's left arm should've been. Bunny felt his ears flatten back as he stared at it. The fact that two of the animatronics were bunnies, made him a little sick, for no good reason he could think of, as he looked at the one falling to pieces.

He allowed his eyes to leave the decrepit robot and look upon another. A large brown bear was laying on the floor, half covered in darkness, one of it's eyes unfocused and an old microphone sitting in it's hand. What was almost as unnerving as the fact that the bunny animatronic was it's teeth; teeth that Tooth would be more terrified than proud of. It was a wonder to them how children ever liked these…these things.

His eyes moved toward the corner of the room and his breath hitched. There was a duck, or chicken, animatronic but it had multiple rows of teeth and it's jaw was unhinged and hanging down.

Both Bunny and Sandy backed away unintentionally, focusing on the robots and all their horrific glory. It was too unnerving to stay long and immediately, they started looking for something to deactivate them with.

What they didn't know, was that they were being watched the whole time they were in there inspecting the animatronics.

Sally's POV (original Chica):

I started to come into focus before my fellow friends, ready to start the usual routine again, what I didn't expect, was to wake up to immediately see two…well, not human, people walking inside and looking at us all with horrified faces. I don't blame them; we don't even bother looking at our reflections anymore because we already know how terrifying we look. What I didn't understand though, was how I could see flesh within them, and yet, they didn't seem human at all. I didn't want to attack them, I already had a feeling this wasn't a killer, but then that made me wonder why they were here.

The, I'm going to assume from what I see, large rabbit looked at me, holding an unnerved look in his eyes. For the first time in a long time, his look made me want to turn away from him, ashamed of what I have become. There was something he reminded of, from before I was…this. It made me want to call out to him, but I knew if I did, it would probably scare him and the little golden man he was with.

They began to look around and I allowed me eyes to move to David(Bonnie) and James(Freddy). David's red robotic eye had flickered on through the darkness on his face and James's working eye was following them across the room. I wonder what they were thinking about this?

David's POV(original Bonnie):

My eyes, if you could even call them that, flickered on to see that Sally had already woken up but, she was staring at something across the room. I didn't really have any eyes to move so it wasn't until two figures walked in front of me that I saw what she had been looking at.

If I had a face right now, I probably would've blinked to see if my eyes were deceiving me. Of course, the fact that Sally, and now James, who had theoretically 'woken up' at the same time I had, was watching the figures was enough proof that the figures were indeed there but…they weren't human. Of course, they didn't appear to be animatronic either, even the tall grey rabbit with the belt. They were very…strange, to say the least.

James's only functional eye followed them up and down the room, though the figures didn't seem to notice. I'm sure if they did then they would run as fast as they could and never come back. I sighed sadly in my mind; everyone did that when they saw us.

Then, I began to wonder, just what were they doing that was so important that they'd brave coming into this room with us?

James's POV(original Freddy):

When I woke up, or activated I suppose you could call it, there were two figures standing directly in front of me…and they weren't David or Sally. Sally was watching them very closely and not seconds after I woke up, I saw David's robotic eye come on in the middle of his faceless head. His eye may not have been able to physically move but I could tell he was staring.

I didn't know who, or more specifically, what they were but what I did know was that we weren't going to be able to get to the Purple Guy with them in the way. I could already see Sally noticing my expression and she silently shook her head, begging me not to do what I was going to. Even though we're robots now, we can see each other's spirits, as can anyone who believes in who we used to be. If they don't believe we were children once, then all they see is a machine but if they did believe, they would see several children with wires hanging off of them and blood coving their cloths. Honestly, I don't know which is worse.

I ignored Sally's silent pleas to not scare the newcomers off and slowly rose, metal gears shifting and making clanking noises as they did. The bunny and the sand person, without looking at us, froze stiff upon hearing me get up. I didn't want to scare them but…they needed to leave.