Here I am again! I'm back baby!
I'm back to finish what I started, so I hope you're all ready to continue with the story about Kevin Denver!
Also another thing, I won't be setting deadlines for chapters anymore as it just stresses me out to follow it.
But anyway...
Enjoy!
It was time.
Kevin was standing outside of his local gun store. The wind was howling around him, his hair flying all over the place. A single lightning hit the sky, and afterwards a loud boom echoed through town, a storm was happening.
Kevin was staring at the gun shop. His face remaining emotionless, he started walking towards the front doors. He kicked the doors open so hard that the doors broke, falling off of the hinges.
The owner of the shop was standing at the counter. He gave Kevin a surprised look and said "Hey! What the hell are you doing?! You just smashed my doors!" Kevin didn't respond and just kept on walking toward the man with heavy footsteps, never taking his eyes off of him.
"Hey! Are you listening to me?" the man yelled at Kevin, with a nervous expression starting to spread across his face. Kevin could hear him just fine, but he didn't care. He walked up to the counter and grabbed the man by his neck, pulling him over the counter to the other side. The man was struggling to get free, but to no avail. Kevin grabbed the back of the man's head and smashed it against the counter multiple times, until he could see blood splattering from his head. He let go of him, letting his dead body fall onto the ground. He looked around the gun shop, and found the perfect weapon in a glass case. A Franchi SPAS-12, a shotgun. Kevin smashed the glass case, glass pieces spreading everywhere. He pulled the shotgun out of the case and went behind the counter to look for some ammo for it. He found an entire box filled with shells. He took it and went out of the gun shop towards his car, leaving the man behind to be found by some poor guy at some point.
He went into his car, putting the shotgun and the ammo on the passenger seat. He turned on the ignition, staring at the road ahead of him. He could hear the voices of the children in his head.
"KILL THEM ALL"
"MAKE THEM SUFFER"
He stepped down on the gas pedal and drove off, toward his first target: Simon Collins, his so called "psychologist"...
t̺͖ͅhe͎̰̺̞̥̼y̷̠̹͈ ̷̯̪̘̗̩̣̗k̼̘̞̦̺̥ȩpt ̰͘f̲͜o̜r̴͕̠̱͈̟̯̳c̲̘͚̣ͅi̹̯͉̲̳̫͔͜n̲̟͕̫̬g͚͟ ̧̮̙̮m̝͕̥̝͇̳e̳̼̱̼͓̰͚ ̭̮͕̘̰͢t͚͎͈̰ò ̻̭̻d͇͙͎̱o̞̻̭͈͔͟ t͕̦͍͕͜ͅh̤e͎͚͉̤͖͞s̩͖̰͍̰͢é̘ͅ ͈͕t̳͈̺̟̝h̩͉͔͉͝i̡̜͎͇̖̜ng҉̟̜̯͉̯ṣ̥̲ͅ
̲̗̭ͅi̫̼͙̞͕͚t̝̭ ͔͓̙͟w̹͇à͓̜ş̱̥n̪̺͘'̶͕͓͙̙t̞̫̬̺ ̯̫̝̖m̢͔y̶ ͓̼̦̮̘̮f͚̖͚̜͚̜̘a̝̺͓̮̳̲̟u͍l̖̰̥͡t̼̜̭̬̼
͔͎̙̗̩͎͠i͖ ͕̬̝̫̹s̪͕͍w͎̮͎e͚̹͕͚̞̮a̸̯̭r̫̘͍̪̳͡
He pulled up next to Simons house. He could see Simon looking out of one of the windows in the house. When Simon realized that Kevin had arrived, he pulled the curtain in front of the window, trying to hide from him. But Kevin had already seen him, and now it was time to make him suffer.
He turned off his car, and stepped outside. He looked at Simon's house, seeing all the windows covered by curtains. Kevin cracked a smile, and went to the passenger seat to get his new shotgun. He loaded it with the max amount of ammo it could take, 8 shells.
Now it was time...
Thunder struck once again, as Kevin walked towards the house.
He went to the front door. He took a deep breath. Freddy was standing next to him, whispering in Kevin's ear.
"MAKE HIM SUFFER"
"MAKE HIM PAY"
Kevin kicked down the front door, and burst inside the house. He was looking around. It was quiet, too quiet...
Kevin knew Simon was in here, he just had to find him. He looked around the living room. There was not a sound to be heard.
"You want to play hide and seek?" Kevin said in a low dark voice. "Okay then. Sounds like fun..."
Kevin looked around the living room, Simon had to be in here, and if not then he was upstairs. Kevin fired a single shot through the room, trying to startle Simon. No response. He had 7 shells left. "Better not waste them" he thought to himself.
Kevin was walking around the living room in complete silence, listening for anything to indicate Simon's position. He checked under Simon's black leather couch, but Simon was not there. He went to the kitchen which was combined with the living room, he looked behind the kitchen counter, nothing. Kevin was getting tired of this hide and seek game, he came up with a plan to draw Simon out of his hiding place. He headed upstairs while looking at the living room to see if Simon would try to run of the front door, that is if he even was downstairs. Kevin was standing upstairs scanning the living room over the glass rail. His plan didn't seem to work.
"ACHOO!"
Kevin heard a sneeze coming from the side, now he knew he was upstairs at least. He went up to the bathroom door, putting his ear against the door and listened for anything. He could hear something on the other side of the door. He tried the doorknob, it was unlocked. He opened the door, only to be met by a cat walking out of the room. It came wit a single meow, and rubbed it's head up against Kevin's leg. Kevin got an idea. He put down his shotgun in the door frame, and picked up the cat. He walked up to the glass rail and was about to throw the cat as hard as he could downstairs. He lifted his arms over his head, about to throw the cat. All of a sudden he could hear running behind him.
He turned around, to see Simon with a knife in his hand right in front of him. Kevin didn't react fast enough and got stabbed in the shoulder by Simon. Kevin groaned, letting go of the cat, who ran downstairs.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Simon screamed as he pulled the knife out of Kevin's shoulder and tried to stab him in his stomach, but Kevin hit Simon in his head, sending him flying to the ground. Kevin walked over and grabbed his shotgun, as Simon got up to run. Simon tried to run downstairs, but tripped on one of the steps and tumbled down into the living room. Kevin pointed the shotgun over the rail, and fired a shot, but missed. Just 6 shells left. Simon got up running behind the kitchen counter, crouching behind it.
Kevin ran downstairs, he had seen Simon running behind the counter. He smiled, as he walked towards the counter. Kevin saw him, and Simon saw Kevin too. Simon started to back up until he hit the fridge behind him. Kevin was slowly walking towards him, smiling. He took Simon in a chokehold and lifted him up in the air. Simon struggled to get free, trying to catch his breath. He punched Kevin in his head, which led to Kevin letting go of Simon. Simon fell on the ground, and tried to get up, before Kevin could grab him again. He got up and ran to the front door, and grabbed his car keys from his jacket, hanging on the wall. Kevin saw him Simon making a run for it, and grabbed his shotgun and quickly fired a shot at him.
"AHH" Simon screamed as he got hit in his leg, falling to the ground. Kevin dropped his shotgun, and walked over to him.
"No no- wait!" Simon pleaded for his life, but to no avail. Kevin took him in a chokehold once more
All of a sudden Kevin could hear voices around him.
"BRING HIM BACK TO US"
"WE'LL END THIS"
Kevin knew what the voices were talking about, so he punched Simon across his head, knocking him unconscious. He threw Simon over his shoulder, grabbed his shotgun, and walked out of the front door to his car. He opened the trunk, throwing Simon inside, closing it, and then getting in the drivers seat. He threw the shotgun on the passenger side, started the car, and drove off to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
Kevin waited in an alley nearby for it to be night. The lights were turned off so he was completely hidden in the darkness. Simon had banged on the trunk, begging to get out. Now it was time.
Kevin turned on his car again, and drove to the parking lot of Freddy's. He parked the car close to the entrance, and turned it off. He got out, going to the back of the car and opened the trunk. As soon as he opened it, Simon tried to get up and run for it. But Kevin grabbed him before he could move. Kevin closed the trunk, threw Simon on the ground and grabbed his legs. He dragged him towards the main entrance, he fumbled around in his pocket for the key. He got it, unlocked the door and went inside.
He was greeted by the animatronics standing around him. He looked at them all one by one.
"Welcome back" said Freddy, in his deep grumbling voice. "I see you brought him back"
Kevin nodded, holding Simon up in the to confirm that he got him. Simon screamed once he saw the animatronics.
"Oh shut up will you? You're getting very annoying" Bonnie said, punching Simon in his head, knocking him unconscious once more.
"If you'll just hand him to us, then you can leave" Freddy said, holding out his hand.
Kevin got a weird feeling all of a sudden, as if he knew that what he was doing was not him. That it was wrong to do this. He looked at Freddy.
"Give him to us" Freddy said, getting impatient.
Kevin knew deep down that he shouldn't do this. But the voices... the voices told him to.
i ̢t͞r̖͝i̸è̟̠͚͚d͚̯͍͖ ̛̱͕̟̹̝̱̹t̺̭̬̼̙͇̯o̦̤̫͔̗͜ ̫̹̱c̫͕̳͕̟ͅo̙̺̭͓͘n̥̗̝͔̮͘v͈̻̜͉̗i̭̥͔n̨͎͍̖̹̲c̨e̩̖͔̥̭̰̳ ̭̣͠m̴͖͇y̗͉̫͖͚̰s̵̥͈̦̥e͍͕̘̤̣̲̗l͔̠͔f͍
͚̪͚͟b̤͚u̸t ̷̳͕̜̹t҉̥̣͍̭̲͙h̛͇̗̫͓ę̙̳̰ ̛̙͉v҉̪o̥͉̘̦̖i̶c̴̤e͓̭͙̥͓̰s̘͕̺.̞͕̳͎̯.̜͝.̷̖̤̲̝͉
̳̲͢i̖̠̫̖̝ ̻̬̰̩̯͢ͅc̣̯̠o͖̩̭ͅu͠l̹d̲̦̱̤̦̗n'̥͖͓t͉̤̻̰͓ ̯̖t̼͍̺͘a̶̜̰ͅk̟̝̳̟̳͇e̶̳̣͙ ͖͔͚͓̗̞̯̀ị͖ṭ̡̯͔
̀t͎̺͙͉͕̦́ḥ̡͎e͉͎̳̮̙ý̻̦̠̭̰̹ ̣̲̦̗͖͠h̼a̤͢d ̼͙͓͔͇ͅa͕̼̞l̰̜̲͞r̷̼̥͔̞̟̲̰e͉̱̥̕a͈͇͔̳̣͕̤d̡̹̻̮̲͉͓̻y̞̦̳̭̙͚̟ ̤̫̹̙̰̱̹g̦͓̱o͇t̨͓̤̤͉t̖̪͖͍̥͡ͅe͏͈͓̰͔̤̹ͅn̝͎͓ ̝̥̘̝͙͙͕͢c̭̟̞o̞̱̟̠̺m͓̺ͅp̲̭͔̺̺͜l̜̼̜͍̮̤͝e͓̤̣t̵̝̤͇͇͉e҉͔̯ ̖̰͈ç̟̻̮o̥̙̞n͙̭͕̙͟t̡͇̤r͙̦̳̙o̱̲̪͜ͅl̶͙̬͎ ͎͉̼͎͖̬̹o̠̯f͉͓̙͍ ̩̝m̸͔̻e̵̪͎̜̤
Kevin handed Simon over to Freddy.
"Thank you" Freddy said. "If you want you can leave now, we'll take of dear old Simon here"
Kevin got a feeling, a feeling that told him to stop the animatronics. But he couldn't get himself to do it. He just stood there, watching as the animatronics took Simon away, dragging him into the backstage. Kevin could see Simon's eyes open right before they closed the door. He could hear screaming coming from the other side, he wanted to leave but something forbid him. He felt like he needed to stay, to hear t̵̟̝̦h͔̬̪͇͡e̘̟̰̙̩͍͉ ͓̺̱̠s̺̕w̸̝̟̤̫̺e͉͞ę̺͈t͚͎ ͓̼͙͉͘c̻̻r͜ì̫͚͇͍͈͕͉eś̠̫̪͈ ̨o̵̫̱͔f ͎̘̺̩̰̭͘P̧̦̰͔̲A̷̬͈̖̰͖͙͕I̳̼͞N̬̯̘̻͉̳!̤͈̱̥̦̙͢
He could hear a noise, resembling crunching, coming from the backstage. He loved the sound... it was like a sweet lullaby for him. Kevin looked around the pizzeria, this is where his next target would be.
The manager, Scott.
It wasn't going to easy, Kevin didn't know where he lived, so he needed to get rid of him during opening hours. It was going to be a challenge, but Kevin was sure he could manage it.
Kevin got an idea. He went to the office, in the back of the restaurant. He looked around in the drawers and found some paper, a pen and a roll of tape. He took the pen and paper and wrote something on it. He then grabbed the tape and went out of the office, over to the manager's office, and taped the paper on the door. He hoped this was going to work. If it didn't he would just have to come up with another plan. Kevin went back to the front door, he could still hear the screaming coming from the backstage. They were really going all in. Kevin didn't care what they did to him, he had finished his part of the job, and now it was time to move on to the next target.
Kevin went outside, got in his car, and drove off. He was heading home.
Kevin got home, as if this day had never happened. He went to the fridge to grab something to eat and drink. Once he was done he went to his bedroom, and collapsed onto his bed. He took his alarm clock from his night stand and set it so he could be at the pizzeria before it opened.
Kevin crawled under the blankets and closed his eyes, going to sleep...
i̲ ̟̺͖̫͡t̻͖r̩̩í͕̭͔̻e̴̱̘̥̫d͔̖͓͔̩͝ ̶̦̠̰̫t̝͖̤͘ͅo̟̜̣͎̙͎̝ co̘n̛͖̯̗̞t̛̗̩͚̱͉r͚͖̦o̪͕̰̜͈̖̱l̗̘̩̙͢ ̹̗͍̫̰̹m͏̙̙̥̣͇̰̱y͎s̘̻̲e҉̙̺̹̩̮̻ḽ̵̙͎f̨̦̯͕̤
̨b̥̝̼̺̗͙͖͜ṵt͙͕͍̪̮ ͜it͙̥̩̕ d̸̦̱͇̤͔͙i̧͈̟̤̯͇d͏̱n͡'̼ͅț͔͍ ̪w̧͇̞o̬͖̮͉͜ͅr̪k̘̞̬̳.̗͢.͖͚̮͕͓͈͇͢.̝
̛i̶͚̜̝̟ ̸̼̯͎w͓̮̭̖a̙͈̝̙̼̠s̴ ͎̼͟c̬̞̪o̶̬̼͓̝̩͇m̗̩̺̰̪͙̻pl̶̥̖̜̣͈et̹e̢͍͎̩l̰͔̺̦ͅͅy̯̬͚̼̲͎ ͙̗̣͍̠̩̜̀o̫̦͇͚ư̤t ọ̰ͅf̜̣͕̠̭ͅ ̴͖̼̻͇i̟t̛̠
Kevin woke up, sitting up in his bed and stretched. He got out to the kitchen and grabbed something to eat. Today was the day... he was going to kill the manager. He didn't know if he would even succeed, but Kevin was feeling confident that it would go as planned, and if not... he didn't even know what he would do if it didn't work.
He finished his breakfast, and got some clothes on. He went out to bathroom and looked in the mirror. Blood was running from his nose and his eyes, his mouth had a permanent smile. His pupils were completely blood red, the rest of his black blackened out, and his head would give a twitch once in a while. Freddy stood behind Kevin, and whispered in his ear.
"You're a monster Kevin..." he whispered, and then he dissapeared, Kevin looked back at the mirror. His reflection looked completely fine now.
He went out of the bathroom, and over to the front door. He grabbed his jacket, and went outside.
It was time to pay the manager a visit...
Scott was walking towards his office, like any other day. He looked around the pizzeria, kids where running around screaming with joy. It was like this everyday. The animatronics were on the stage singing, like usual. Scott noticed that Freddy had a little red spot on his belly.
"Probably just one of kids spilled something on him" Scott thought to himself.
He was standing in front of his office, and found a note hanging on the door. He read it.
"Before you go to work, I would like to speak with you in my office
-Kevin"
Scott sighed and went to the office in the back. He found Kevin sitting in the chair at his desk.
"What did you want to talk about?" Scott said.
Kevin stood up, with a smile on his lips. He took Scott by his suit collar, and dragged him into the office.
He hit the two door buttons, and the door's slammed shut.
"I just wanted to have a chat with you for a moment..." Kevin said, punching Scott in his stomach. Scott fell onto the ground wrapping his arms around his stomach.
Kevin had an evil look on his face.
"It's time for some fun..."
