Words cannot express how happy I am that you guys are enjoying this story so much. For my first shot at writing a fanfic, I'm absolutely staggered at how popular this has become in such a short time! You are all awesome, thank you so much. Knowing that there are people actually enjoying this story really does make me happy.

Now, a brief moment of bad news: I just started another semester at college, so I'm going to be busy as all blazes. I'll try to keep doing a chapter every day or so, but if I don't manage it then it's probably because I got a pile of homework... Taking calculus, chemistry, and physics in the same semester suuuuuucks ;-;

Aaaanyway, enough of my moping. On with the show!

I kept one eye on the door, having pushed Bonnie's 'body' to the side and away from it, settling in to wait for Foxy to come start knocking. I lounged in my office chair, the left door sealed, occasionally glancing at the tablet to monitor both her and Freddy. With a smirk, I notice she's gone from Pirate Cover, flipping the camera to the hallway and chuckling darkly as I see her sprinting my way. I set the tablet aside just in time to hear her banging on my door. Once… Twice… On the third bang, I hear her slowly padding away, before rising and opening the door, stepping into the hall.

She's there, back turned to me as she makes her way back, but upon hearing the door open she turns to face me, black eyes glinting in the darkness as they meet mine. I crouch down, prepared for whatever she may do.

"Come get some."

With a deranged howl, she charges me and I crouch, barreling forward and ramming my helmet against her middle and catching her off-guard. I can almost feel it as she's knocked down, before grinning and starting to make my way down the hall towards Pirate Cove. "Catch some wind in your sails, matey… This be a mutiny." With that, I climb onto the stage and look around. Having never seen Pirate Cove, I have to admit; I'm taken aback by what's within!

A mock-up sea village that looks like it's straight from a pirate's movie, complete with docks and rough-looking buildings, as well as a larger 'building' that seems to be made from the hull of a ship. Where I'm standing is actually a 'dock' next to a boat that I can only assume is meant to be Foxy's pirate ship, considering the Jolly Roger flag's skull has been replaced with that of a fox. As I walk around a bit more, I realize that this place is surprisingly large; the main boat-building is a two-story kid's playhouse, complete with wooden chests filled with toys, plastic gold, and assorted other 'treasures', as well as a rather well-made deck above, complete with a mast and canvas sail. I whistle slightly, looking over the Cove. "Man, they really spared no expense on this one…" With that, I look over and grin as Foxy makes a bee-line towards the ship, running up the 'dock'.

I smirk, crouching on the railing and waiting for Foxy to get a bit closer, before leaping down from my vantage point and landing almost directly atop her, coming down with both batons, landing a hit on each of her shoulders and forcing her into a roll, smashing into the side of the 'ship'. Having learned my lesson from Chica, I charge in after her, knowing that a blow that simple wouldn't have stopped these animatronics.

Sure enough, as I re-enter the playhouse, Foxy is back on her feet and snarling at me in her clipped, mechanical way. I drop into a defensive stance just in time to absorb her charge, grunting as I feel her hook digging into my armor. I set my feet and push back, managing to force her back a few steps, and come up with a baton to her midsection, another to her head and forcing her to back off.

She snarls, before seeing a few pirate props, including a few knives. My eyes widen as I see the glint of real steel; they used actual blades on a child's play area? I don't have much time to ponder this, as she's already begun throwing them at me, forcing me to dive behind one of the treasure chests, flinching as they dig into the solid wood, one nearly slicing at my arm. I hear the attacks stop; sounds like she's out of knives. Taking this as my chance, I turn around and grab the knife-filled chest, before hurling it at Foxy, who seemed rather shocked at the sudden attack.

It hits her like a ton of bricks, knocking her off her feet and into a small child's slide next to a 'cannon'. I don't let up, taking this as my chance to charge in and lay a healthy smash to her jaw, feeling it cracking slightly under the blow. She screeches at me and hurls the chest free, knocking the wind out of me for a moment. I recover just in time to dodge towards the stairs up; Foxy's got a pirate's cutlass, and judging by how it's shining in the light I don't want to be hit by it. I move to try and smash it out of her hand but to no avail; her hook digs into my forearm and forces me to drop it. I fall back, heading up to the upper docks and look at my arm; it's got a few new cuts and scratches on it from the fight, although the worst is from her hook; it's bleeding, but thankfully not bad. I look up just in time for her to follow me, and present her blade in an en guard; apparently she wants a duel. Well, if that's what she wants… My baton meets her sword, and we begin.

She opens up by jabbing forward; I block it and move in for a punch at her midsection, forcing her to roll to the side. She snarls before coming back towards me, swinging wide in an attempt to take my head off. I duck, rolling forward and bringing the baton down on her 'knee', causing her to yelp and stumble slightly. I attempt to follow it up and swing for her head, but she recovers with an upwards slice of her blade, forcing me to step to the side and out of range of my own blow. We circle each other a bit, snarling and occasionally making a few quick attacks in an attempt to throw the other off balance before she charges me again, this time coming in with three quick slashes. I block two of them, but the third grazes off of my Kevlar kneepad and I wince; even though I'm not cut, it's still a powerful blow. I need to finish this, and quickly. With a roar, I charge in, swinging the baton again and again, forcing Foxy around to the defensive. She blocked many of my blows, but it's clear the fight is taking its toll on both of us; she's twitching uncontrollably, and my chest heaves as I try to catch my breath.

She snarls again, attempting to charge me and finish the fight with one fast, powerful lunge – just the chance I was looking for. Summing up all of my strength, I shoulder ram her, the blade grazing off of my armor once more as she's knocked to her knees. I follow it up with a rising knee kick, sending her sprawling onto her back. She's struggling to stand at this point, so I finish the fight with one well-placed blow to the back of her neck, causing her to fall and go limp.

I grin, breathing heavily before yelling in triumph! "And the pirate sinks to Davy Jones' Locker!" With a chuckle, I catch my breath for a bit before inspecting the hook wound; it's still bleeding steadily, so I take Foxy's sword and cut a piece of the canvas to tie up the wound for the time being.

As I'm working on doctoring my injury, I hear a faint, mechanical grown. Expecting to see Freddy, I whirl around –

And see Foxy slowly staggering to her feet, groaning. "My head… Feels like I've had a hard system reset… Oh!" She blinks and looks up to me. I drop the sword and kick it away, readying my baton in case she tries anything else… Which causes me an utter shock when she looks at me, looks at the baton, and… Smiles?

"Now I remember! You're the guy… You freed me from the control!" She grins, and for the first time I notice her eyes; no longer are they the black with only twin white spots, but instead back to their normal hue. She doesn't seem to notice my hesitation, instead settling for running and simply tackling me to the ground in a hug, nuzzling against my chest. "You saved me from a waking nightmare, Mr. Guard… Thank you."

At this point, I thought I'd seen everything, but her words are making me think twice… Control? And her eyes are back to normal… And what's all this about a waking dream?

I don't have much time to think about it as I hear a deep, dark groan echoing from the show stage. Only one thing that could be… I slowly stand, looking down at her. "Listen, Foxy… I've got a lot of questions right now, but not much time to ask them. There's still one more out there, and I need to take care of him before things get much worse. Go to the security office and fix yourself up as best you can, then lock the doors. And for God's sake, don't open them unless it's me!"

She hesitates, looking confused for a moment, but complies and we go back out of Pirate's Cove. I turn, preparing to head for the dining room, before she stops me.

"Be careful… Freddy's the most dangerous of them all. Please… End this curse. And come back alive… Okay?"

I look confused, but my comments die in my throat as I see her eyes. She genuinely looks concerned for me… I shake off my thoughts; time for that when it's finished. Instead, I give her one last hug. "Wait for me in the office. Either I'll be back or 6 AM will hit first." With that, she nods and starts heading back down the hall.

I turn, preparing to start moving towards the show stage, before I finally notice my cheeks beginning to heat up… Was I… Blushing?

I shake it off; whatever it is, it doesn't matter now. It's time for the main event. I start stalking down the halls, a grin forming on my face.

Time to end this, Fazbear.

I feel like I tipped my hand a bit with the Foxy thing, however I felt that it'd be good to show there's a bit more going on than just the usual 'animatronics run amok/possessed robots' thing.

So I might as well spoil this as well: the fighting's not gonna end with Freddy. If anything, Alex's experience at Freddy Fazbear's is only just beginning...

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