I bided my time and waited. I didn't get another visitor until much later that weekend. John Bear came in and gave his obviously false condolences for my father's death. I would have ended him then and there, but Foxy was with him. He looked somber, but I knew he felt differently. John said that he had fixed up Foxy so that he would no longer attack anyone wearing a security badge. I wasn't certain if this was true or not, but I assumed not until I was certain. Better safe then sorry. I feigned thankfulness for the condolences and sadness, which seemed to convince them. The latter wasn't all that hard to do, seeing as how it was real.
When night rolled around John told us to go onto the Show Stage and wait out the night there. I guess he wanted the security guard to be able to keep an eye on us. He had installed small charging ports into the floor in our positions so we would still charge up overnight. He then went to the office to prepare it for the new night guard.
When 11:30 rolled around we saw a man enter through the front doors. He had a light blue security guard uniform on with tan pants and black dress shoes. He had a security guard badge pinned to his shirt. John showed him into the office, and told him about the animatronics. He said that they may wander around a bit at night, and that they are hostile to any intruders, but since he has a security guard badge pinned to his chest he should be fine. He then shook his hand and said the following.
"Welcome aboard Mr. Phineas Griffin. I hope the night goes smoothly! Also, I have an on-going project for you. You'll only be working here for two weeks, so I want you to prepare a few messages for the next guard. Let them know how to run everything and the such."
Phineas walked back towards the office as John exited the building. It was pitch black outside, so I couldn't see anything out there. Knowing Foxy, I had to act quickly. I jumped offstage and rushed down the East Hall towards the office. Phineas was just getting settled in when I skidded into his sight. He jumped back in surprise and shouted at me.
"Stop! I'm the security guard, not a trespasser!" He said shakily. I dashed into the office and closed both doors. I then turned around slowly, raising my hands in a placating fashion. Almost as if I was saying "I mean no harm,". He calmed down a little bit, but was still pretty shaken. I opened one of the drawers in the desk and pulled out a few sheets of paper and a pen. I then proceeded to write on the paper.
"My voice box has been torn out. I cannot speak, so I can only talk like this," It said. I then handed it to Phineas, who read it. He looked up, still shaken, but curious.
"By who?" He said.
I started writing on another sheet by the time he asked the question. "Not important. I don't have very much time. Keep an eye on your cameras, and if Bonnie or Chica get close to your office shut the door." I then quickly invented an excuse to try and ease the terror of the situation. "They have pretty bad eyesight. If they see you then they'll think you're an endoskeleton without it's costume on. That's against the rules here. They'll try to rectify the situation, and will stuff you inside a suit. When your shift is over, go backstage and look inside one of the spare suits. You'll have no doubt about why you don't want to be put in one."
I ran out of space, so I handed it to Phineas and started writing the next sheet. "My eyesight is fine, so you don't have to worry about me making that mistake. Now, about the doors. The manager here is cheap, and set it so that at night the building goes into a power-saving mode of sorts. We're allotted a certain amount of power during the night, and if we go over that cap it shuts off power to the building. The manager had enough for us to charge up for the night before the building shut down. Since we're now hiring a security guard here, he raised that energy cap. You still have a limited amount of power, and the doors drain power faster, so make sure to close the doors only if there is another animatronic right outside."
I then handed the paper over to a grim looking Phineas, who quickly read it. I checked my internal clock, which read 11:58. I quickly jotted down one final note.
"I need to go. Your shift starts in two minutes. Good luck." I then handed him the paper. He read it, and with grim determination, nodded. I turned to go, but was stopped by a hand which had grabbed my shoulder. I turned around.
"Thank you Freddy..." Phineas said.
I nodded, and then turned around and walked back onto the stage. When I got there, I had a nasty surprise waiting for me.
Foxy was there, talking with Bonnie and Chica. Foxy took one look at me, then stood up menacingly.
"Hello brother" Foxy said, laying heavy emphasis on the word brother. "So nice of you to join us here. We were just about to get started. I would actually like to thank you, because now that trespasser knows what's coming for him. It'll make hunting him down all the more fun. The only problem is, I don't want you getting in our way. Bonnie, Chica, hold him down."
I looked at Bonnie, who looked away shamefully. He and Chica started to walk forward. I tried to back up offstage, but Foxy had ran around without me noticing and cut me off. Knowing I couldn't overpower all three of them, I gave myself up. Bonnie and Chica pinned me to the floor, while Foxy stooped over me. He seemed to be examining my back, looking for something specific. Finally, he found it. He plunged his hook into one of the folds on my costume, grabbed something in there, and pulled out a bundle of wires. I suddenly felt extremely weak.
"Hard to be going anywhere without your power supply. Now then, let us have our fun." Foxy then turned towards the security camera. "As for you, Phineas Griffin, expect a warm welcoming to our family. We'll be at your office shortly to greet you." Chica unplugged the camera, no doubt leaving nothing but static on the other end. I tried to pick myself up off of the floor, but was so weak that I couldn't even accomplish that. My internal clock struck 12. Foxy looked at Bonnie, then said "Give 'em a bit of time to get settled in. Don't try for the office until later. Chica, I want you on stage watching Freddy until Bonnie returns. When he does you can have your fun. The animatronics bobbed their heads in unison, then took up their positions above their charging ports.
It was a long night. I heard the sound of doors closing many times, with Bonnie and Chica returning to the Show Stage empty handed many times. This lasted until 6 AM, at which point Phineas left the office. He went backstage before leaving, and came out looking very pale and slightly nauseous. He exited as a group of technicians entered. There was a bearded man with red eyes, one with brown hair and blue eyes, and then there was another.
He was much younger then the other two, who had been working here for a while. He had dark brown hair, and eyes that matched. He was roughly shaved, yet still looked quite young. He looked to be around 16. Must be an intern of some kind. The technicians eyes widened as they spotted me on the floor, and rushed over to me. They quickly figured out the problem, and had the younger boy, by the name of Fritz, go retrieve a spare. They didn't have one as large as my old one, so I did have to downgrade. "Better then nothing" I remember thinking.
Then something interesting happened. I looked up and saw something at the end of one of the hallways. It looked interesting, so I tried to get closer to it. It looks like a poster of some kind. I started to walk down the hallway towards it, when Fritz came up behind me asking what I was doing. I turned around to motion to him to be quiet. When I turned back around, the poster was gone, but had been replaced by something far stranger. At the end of the hallway sat a certain costume. One which I finally decided to give a name.
Golden Freddy.
He sat there for a few moments, at which point I felt something surge through the air. Fritz cried out in pain and fell to the floor. I checked to see if Fritz was okay, which he was, then turned back to face Golden Freddy. Although there was a slight problem with that plan.
Golden Freddy was gone.
Fritz and I returned to backstage, with him asking lots of questions about the strange costume. I wasn't able to answer, so I didn't.
The rest of the week went in a similar fashion to the first week. Phineas would keep the animatronics out at night, and Fritz would show up afterwards and learn how to keep us functioning. Things were going pretty smoothly, until the 3rd night of the second week. I had revealed to Fritz that my voice box had been torn out by Foxy. He realized just how dangerous Foxy was, and went into Pirate's Cove to shut him off. John Bear came in shortly afterwards, and asked where Fritz was. When the others responded with "Pirate's Cove" John practically sprinted back there. He quickly put a stop to Fritz' tampering, and fired him so he wouldn't have the chance to do it again. Fritz left that day upset and jobless.
Fritz wasn't the only one who had lost his job that week. Phineas Griffin had made it to the fourth night of his second week, and was recording a message when disaster struck. Foxy, Chica, and Bonnie all attacked at once. I couldn't move from my spot, but played my signature tune to try and calm him down. I was certain this would be the end, when I heard a loud animatronic screech, and the other animatronics came walking down the hall in a disappointed fashion.
"Well, If he's hiding I'm sure he'll have to come out eventually. We'll get him then."
I asked what happened back there, at which Foxy, who seemed too sad to care about the fact that I was kinda his enemy, replied.
"The guard just vanished into thin air. We heard a loud screech, and he was just gone the next moment." Foxy said somberly. "'Tis a shame, I was looking to have fun with 'em."
Everyone returned to their positions as we waited for day to come. When the technicians came we were sure he would emerge, but he never did. We still have no clue what happened to him. Although, I think I may know. Because out of the corner of my eye that same day Phineas disappeared, I saw Golden Freddy, staring at me from the office.
[End Log 3]
Author's Note:
Well, we're finally about to catch up to the start of the story from Freddy's PoV. Let me know what you thought of starting the story out in the middle of the action, and then slowly revealing the past as I reveal the future. Personally I found it fun to write, as I could explore two possible different story archs at the same time, while having both fit into one major story arch.
Also, don't worry, the story won't stop after I finish this smaller arch. A pleasant surprise awaits you all next chapter. Until then, I hope that this cliffhanger was enough for you ;3
