Now we have a few more counterparts meeting each other...as well as the others not getting along...again. We get some lost tempers, some memories, some moments where the child's spirit comes out in the middle of the sentence...just a whole bunch of trouble and it's not gonna end in this one! This whole chapter takes on from a comic I saw on Deviant Art, I have permission from the artist to use it and I will have the link to their artwork on my profile.

I own absolutely nothing except for the few OCs in here (the parents).

"Bold" is the Animatronics speech

"Normal" is human speech

"Italic" is memory/thought

"Underline" is the child spirit in the memory as they try to break through.

Animatronic Names

Chichi-Toy Chica

Bon-Bon/Bon-Toy Bonnie

Vixen-Mangle (She'll get called that later on...)

Fred-Toy Freddy

*The others are as they should be i.e Bonnie=Old Bonnie*

Chapter 6

I sat next to a red-headed boy in front of a room labeled 'Principal's Office'. I turned towards the boy, meeting his golden gaze.

"Thanks for helping me out there," I told him, "That jerk needed to stop picking on my little sister,"

"I saw someone in trouble, I tend to help them when that happens. Besides…that kid looked better with a bloody nose," he shrugged, sticking out his hand, "Robby Schmidt,"

I shook his hand right as another image superimposed itself on his fair skin. The pale skin seemed to flicker and fade, forming something silver and sharp…

Freddy shook his head as he stopped in front of the stage. A memory? Foxy said that he'd been getting them…and Chica too…

Did it have something to do with when he was alive?

He shook his head, he'd deal with it later. Right now…he had the 'Boss' to deal with, and he wasn't sure he exactly liked that idea.

"You must be Freddy,"

The bear's ears perked up and he turned his electric blue gaze up onto the stage where a much shinier version of himself stood. Freddy nodded slowly, not taking his eyes off the newcomer just in case he tried something.

"And you're the one who ripped off Bonnie's arm and threatened Chica," he deadpanned, still watching him.

"Ah, yes, that," the other bear hummed, "Believe me, Freddy, if I hadn't stepped in, Vixen would have had…fun…with your Chica. She has a bit of a hot head…"

"So I've noticed, other me," Freddy growled.

"You can call me Fred, I've already told your Chica that,"

"Sorry I didn't get the memo, I was knocked out," he snarked.

"Good gracious, I think Bonnie and Foxy are rubbing off on me," he thought.

The other bear gave a short laugh before coming off the stage and putting a paw on Freddy's shoulder.

"It seems that I'm not the only one who takes after their family," Fred said with a faint laugh.

Freddy looked at his counterpart, his blue eyes turning a deeper shade for an instant before lightening back to electric blue.

"My family is all I have," he finally said, "They were only protecting me and I will do the same for them,"

"Don't I know it," Fred chuckled, "I'm sorry your reactivation started off on the wrong foot. You see…until today, we didn't know any of you were still activated. Foxy was allowed outside in the Cove every once in a while…but after the incident with those poor kids…well…"

Freddy blinked incredulously. Foxy was right…and those kids…he was one of them! But something nagged at his processor, ordering him not to tell Fred about this…about the four of them.

So, he decided to play innocent.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Fred gave a sad smile and gestured outwards.

"Why don't we take a walk…and I'll tell you a story?"

"T'is foolhardy an' downright stupid Easter Bunny," Foxy growled, crossing his arms as he glared at Bonnie.

"Do you want to be stuck here for the rest of your run-time?" Bonnie hissed, "No? Well guess what, I don't want to either! Look what they did to us! To me, to you!"

He jabbed a finger at the silver metal of Foxy's endoskeleton on the side of the pirate's head where Vixen had bit him.

"Not to mention, that dumb Fatbear ripped off my arm!"

"I think you should listen to Foxy," Chica suggested softly.

"Tha lass speaks tha truth, lad!" Foxy nodded, his golden eye glowing with smugness, "An' who has tha memories again, lad?"

"I don't give two bits about that," Bonnie growled, "Something is so wrong here and I don't like it! We need to go now or we're not gonna get out of here at all!"

"But what about Freddy?" Chica asked, "We can't just leave him,"

"So we go find him!"

"Oh, aye," Foxy growled, looking down at Bonnie as the two stood toe to toe, "An' wha makes ye think ye'll be tha one t' lead us t' tha Capt'n? Eh?"

"Um…boys?" Chica asked, her voice soft and quiet.

"Like you'd be the one to do it!" Bonnie snapped.

"Boys…"

"Unlike yerself, I can lead meself out o' a paper bag!"

"Oho! You did not just go there…"

"GUYS!" Chica screeched, her feather's puffing out comically as she stood on her tiptoes.

"WHAT!?" both boys snapped back.

She fixed them both with a cool violet glare.

"We've got bigger things to worry about…" she explained.

"Like wha', lass?" Foxy asked.

"Like…them?" Chica suggested as a blur of white slammed into Foxy and a blur of yellow slammed into Bonnie.

"…and after that incident, all we're waiting for is the place to shut down," Fred finished, "Parents are afraid that their kids will be taken like those five and murdered someplace in here. They still haven't found the bodies…just a hand,"

"A hand huh?" Freddy thought as they walked, "Foxy's only got one…maybe that kid is him?"

"Must have been frightening," Freddy finally said, "What are they going to do with you all? And us?"

"You four I believe are getting repackaged soon…taken to the new location while the rest of us…well, I don't know," Fred shrugged, "I will warn you, something strange has been going on…just in general. I noticed someone sneaking around at night lately, other than the night guard,"

"Night guard?" Freddy asked, "Shouldn't we be enough to deter thieves?"

"You'd think so, right?" Fred chuckled, "No, Jeremy's only been here a few nights. He's alright…but I'm worried about your family meeting him,"

"Why?"

"I did notice you moved whenever an employee came into Parts and Services…your family nearly took out a poor janitor. Which leads me to believe that you might attack Jeremy when you see him,"

"I'd like to say no…but I can't remember the last time I've seen any human," Freddy admitted, "Day or Night shift,"

"…We might have to introduce you one at a time and with me or one of the others there before we let you see him by yourselves. He doesn't seem to care much for us though, always hides when we stop in,"

"Luckily for you, I'm not Bonnie or Foxy, because either of them would have made a jibe about that,"

"Vixen and Bon would have too," Fred nodded, "It seems that our families are a lot more alike than we know…"

CRASH!

Immediately the two bears whipped around towards the hallway, hearing yelps and snarls from that direction.

"A little too much…" Freddy growled, racing forwards.

"GET OFF ME YE GIRLY, FLUFFY UPSTART!" Foxy roared as he and Vixen tumbled on the floor, biting and scratching yet again, "I'LL PUT ME HOOK THROUGH YER OTHER EYE!"

"THEY BE TRYIN' T' ESCAPE!" Vixen shrieked before biting Foxy's shoulder.

Foxy clamped his jaws on her ear, tearing her fur right as a massive brown paw grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall. Foxy let out a gagging sound, bringing his hooked hand up to the arm holding him, scrabbling weakly at Fred while the bear's eyes narrowed.

"I'm getting very tired of you," Fred growled, his blue eyes darkening to black before addressing a horror-struck Freddy, "Go find your other friends…before I lose my temper…"

Freddy ran off, oily tears streaming as Foxy let out a shrill, human cry of pain. He had to find the others before they got hurt too. And find them he did…much in the same position he had found Foxy. That is to say…fighting.

"Where do you think you're going, Cottontail?" Chichi smirked, tackling Bonnie.

"Remember, Chichi, catch not punish," Bon-Bon reminded her, but not before painfully grabbing Chica's wing, making her cry out.

Bonnie snarled, trying to get Chichi off of his chest, repeatedly kicking her as Chica slammed her foot into Bon-Bon, then launched herself upwards, slamming her head into his chin and making him let her go...at the price of tearing the front part of her wings, her hands if you will, off. Chica dashed forwards, wrapped her wings around her counterpart's neck and tried to yank her off. Chichi knocked her away, sending Chica into a wall.

"GET OFF DUCK!" Bonnie snarled, reaching up and grabbing at Chichi's face, trying to scratch at her eyes.

She ignored him, lifting her head higher.

"See, Bon-Bon? It's as easy as one, two…"

SNAP!

Bonnie's hands didn't find her eyes…they found her beak instead…and he had accidently snapped it clean off.

No one moved. Bon-Bon's green eyes flashed uncertainly, Chica blinked rapidly…and Bonnie's crimson eyes were wide as he stared dumbfounded at the beak in his hand.

"You…broke…my…" Chichi stammered, her eyes going dark with fury, "BEAK!"

Bonnie gave a very human whimper as she slammed his head against the floor.

"It was an accident!" Bonnie pleaded, "I didn't mean…!"

She cut him off grabbing the top portion of his mouth. Bonnie's eyes flashed in terror as she started to apply pressure.

"How would you like it…" she snarled, starting to pull.

"Chichi…don't do it!" Bon-Bon yelled.

"If I ripped off…" she continued.

Chica got to her feet and started forwards.

"DON'T HURT HIM!" she squealed as Chichi pulled harder.

"Your…"

Bonnie gave a circuit-freezing shriek as his endoskeleton groaned in protest under the power the other animatronic was exerting.

"FACE!" Chichi roared, jerking her wing upwards, ripping Bonnie's face off with it…

But not before he gave a chilling cry.

"DADDY!" Sam howled, right as the vocal unit gave out and he crashed to the ground, wires sparking from his entire facial region.

"YOU MONSTER!" Chica screamed, oily tears streaming as she tackled Chichi, pummeling her with her wings, "HE DIDN'T MEAN IT! YOU HURT HIM! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! HE DIDN'T MEAN IT!"

Bon-Bon tackled her off of Chichi, being careful of the sparking wires that jutted from each of Chica's 'wrists'. The older model began to sob uncontrollably while her friend lay catatonic next to her. Loud footsteps came from the hallway and both Toys looked up to see Freddy standing there. The bear stared at the scene before him, blue eyes wide.

"No…" he whispered, "Chica…Bonnie…"

His eyes flickered, dimming from electric blue to a darker blue.

"Sam…Amanda…" he breathed, starting forwards, "You…You hurt them!"

The spirit's eyes turned pitch black and he started forwards, slowly…but it was more frightening than Fred when he was ticked off…this wasn't anything the two Toys had ever seen.

This was human, not machine…this was a brother's anger.

The spirit grabbed both Toys by the throat and lifted them high, teeth bared and snarling angrily. It would have possibly been the end of them…if not for a lighter brown blur slamming into the back of the spirit's head.

The former boy's eyes flickered back to electric blue and he toppled to the ground, unconscious as Fred stood upright.

"Are you two alright?" he asked.

Both Toys nodded, staring at the sprawled figure before them.

"That was scary…" Bon-Bon admitted, "Worse than you on a bad day, Fred,"

The Toy bear closed a blue eye, looking at the wounded and unconscious animatronics.

"Take these three to the Parts and Services room," he ordered, "Lock them in,"

"What about the fox?" Chichi asked, her voice unusually nasal due to the lack of a beak.

"I'm putting him in Kids Cove for now…" Fred growled, starting off, "Balloon Boy will watch over him…until I figure out what else to do to keep him from ripping us to pieces. Out of all of them…my counterpart and the fox worry me the most,"

And enter the animatronic that pretty much the whole fandom hates! Trust me...Foxy doesn't like BB either...as we'll see. So now we know why Bonnie's face is missing, why Chica's arms are messed up...and not to mess with the others because Matt comes out and decides to go all 'brother' bear on the one who hurt his little sister (see what I did there? ;) ). Let's just say, they're lucky Robby wasn't there...that would have been bad.

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

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Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.