The reaper came out of the van after its kill and observed its surroundings. Apparently, there is nothing but the glorious junkyard right in front of him.

"How can I get back?" asked the reaper to itself when it suddenly remembered the instruction menu and went back into the van and grabbed it.

Luckily for the reaper, it did show directions to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. It caught sight of a road that is from the junkyard and apparently it has to walk over 5 miles to reach the pizzeria.

"This is ridiculous!" said the reaper.

It flipped the book and kept it inside its bloody coat. Grabbing its scythe, it trod down the muddy road facing north.

(Back to the pizzeria)

"Oh, wake up~" said a ghastly voice and suddenly the dark got ripped away, leaving pain behind.

"AH!" yelled Nick as the pain is far too painful for him and the light blinded him. Slowly, his eyes adjusted to the light and saw a man dressed in purple looming over him, holding a knife.

"Woah, who are you?" asked the night guard as the purple man smiled like a demon.

"Ah, I get this question a lot. Who are you? Why are you doing this? Why? Why? Why?!" the man said before cackling.

"A simple question. I. Want. Revenge!" said the purple man before sinking his knife deep inside Nick's shoulder. Nick cried out in pain and successfully kicked the man's shin.

"I'll teach you to kick!" said the man deviously as he grabbed Nick's right leg and forced his knife down onto it leaving a painful wound.

As Nick's cries got louder and louder, the man sank his knife deeper and deeper inside his flesh.

"You like that?!" yelled the purple man as he shoved his knife inside Nick's stomach and pulled it out quickly.

Nick clenched his stomach while squeezing his eyes. He's in too much pain to make a sound as the purple man stopped cutting his leg as he met the bone resting in it.

"Now, tell me. Why did you apply for this job?" asked the purple man not giving a care that Nick was in too much pain.

"M-money-y!" Nick uttered while the unbearable pain built up inside him.

"Ah. What can you do with money? Money can't buy you happiness. Co-operate with me, help me destroy Freddy Fazbear and his stupid gang! And I'll leave you alone while you work here earning your stupid money!" said the purple man as he reached for a clean towel and wrapped it around Nick's leg.

"Trust me. You can't betray me. For I am way too powerful for your robots and you, little Nickie." said the purple man as he cut the ropes around the night guard and forcefully making him stand before giving him a shove.

Nick fell face-first onto the checkered tiles for the pain has yet to be vanished.

"I don't care how you do it. Attract these robots and be the audience." said the purple man as Nick crawled away into the darkness.

Down the hallway, he met his still unconscious partner and decided to let him be and finally reached the show stage after toppling over some chairs.

"There he is. Kill him!" yelled a voice when suddenly he was raised and red blood eyes met his.

"So, you came here to die or beg for your life?" asked Fred as he glared at Nick.

"Actually, there is a surprise in my office. I came here to invite you only! After the surprise, I'll let you kill me!" lied Nick and Fred looked at him like he's joking.

"Liar, liar, pants on fire!" yelled Fred as he grabbed Nick by the throat.

"It's true!" said Nick trying to gasp for air.

"Fine. I'll prove you wrong!" roared the bear as he slammed Nick down onto the tile and stormed towards the office, not noticing that the purple man is slowly approaching him with a hatchet.

The purple man frowned when the bear looked inside another room instead of the office so he tapped the wall a few times.

Suddenly, metal footsteps were heard and Fred presented itself inside the office. The purple man immediately sprang up and forced the hatchet inside the bear's head making oil spill out.

Forcing the hatchet out, he went for another swing at the bear's leg successfully ripping through the fake fur and the rusty knee-joint, taking the entire calf away.

The purple man smiled like a psychopath as he neared the frightened bear. As the purple man aimed for the torso, the bear suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed the man before forcefully crashing the man into the checkered tile.

Unfortunately to the bear, the purple man was wearing armor. The purple man forced the hatchet deep down into the arm that was holding him down and kicked the bear very hard in the torso, so hard that it almost made a hole in it.

As the bear backed away in pain, he slipped on his own oil and fell down onto the checkered tile. The hatchet on its arm got taken away and is now aimed onto his face.

"Remember me?" asked the sinister man as he raised his sword to his shoulder while smiling at the petrified bear.

"Years ago, my father and my brother can live a long life, to see me graduate high school, to see me get married, to hold my grandson or granddaughter for me! But you ruined everything, you and your pathetic upgrades make me lose all my family who still loves me! Now, I'm just a jobless psycho and now you will experience the pain you gave me!" yelled the purple man angrily and forced the hatchet down onto the bear's cut face.

Luckily for the bear, the hatchet didn't cut his head apart as Nick finally decide to return and grabbed a hold of his arm.

"Ah, so it seems you shall be my audience!" yelled the angry purple when he suddenly flailed his arm successfully making Nick's grip loosened and slammed the hatchet deep down Nick's chest, making blood spurt everywhere.

"Ah, haha, I like the sound of blood flying everywhere! I. Want. More!" yelled the sinister man as he pulled the hatchet out.

Nick crawled away, making the purple man missing and sunk the dangerous weapon inside the tile. As the man is desperately trying to pull the hatchet out, Chic arrived while carrying something with her.

Chic kicked the side of the sinister man's torso and shoved the leggings of the Freddy Fazbear suit up the man's feet.

The man howled in pain as the sharp ends of the animatronic devices and metal pierced through many of his tissues inside his feet. She ignored the howls of pain and clamped the man's body with the suit and slammed the arms of the suit onto the sinister man's arms.

"Hold still!" said Chic as she started to clamp the finger of the suit onto the man's. Chic then reached for the head and forcefully put it onto the man's head and in an instant blood shot out everywhere from the suit. The suit then wiggled slightly before plopping down forcefully onto the checkered tile.

"Saved ya!' chirped the chicken girl as she smiled at the pile of metal and cloth.

"T-thank y-you-u." replied Fred weakly.

"Now, onto the second one!" said Chic as she grabbed the oily and bloody hatchet on the ground and pointed it towards Nick.

Nick dodged one of Chic's slashes and grabbed for the office chair.

"STAY THE FU*K BACK!" yelled Nick as he hold the chair out like a shield towards the chicken girl.

"Oh, don't be silly. That thing can-" Nick cut her off by slamming the chair to her cheek.

"No, Chic!" Fred shouted while sticking his arm out to her.

Chic was super angry that time and tried to pounce at Nick but he swifty dodged and ran into the dark hallway. Chic tried to catch up but suddenly, the backdoor burst open.

Chic's head turned around swiftly before getting kicked forcefully to the ground. After opening her eyes, she glanced upwards and met the eyes of a demon.

"Ah, I've found the right place!" said a dark tone and a hand reached out and grabbed the chicken's throat.

"Ah, what do we have here?" said the dark tone as it raised its hand and soon Chic's is on the same eye level as the figure.

"Chic?" said the figure as it immediately dropped Chic.

"YEAH, IT'S ME YOU DUMBAS*!" yelled Chic angrily and kicked the figure in the shin, hardly. The figure seemed to not be affected by the damage and slowly walked into the light.

Chic's angry face immediately turned as white as a ghost when she saw the figure's appearance. The figure now had cyan colored chest plate and ice blue arms and legs. Its head is shaped like a skull and its eyes and mouth are bleeding.

Wait.

Bleeding?

Chic stared at the mouth and eyes and then glanced at the figure.

"I am the new reaper! Your hated animatronic since I got here alongside that….thing…" said the reaper as it pointed towards the messy pile of metal sitting on a pool of oil. Chic saw this and immediately slapped the reaper's hand downwards.

"And don't you dare point at my friend!" said Chic angrily, regaining her courage. The reaper turned its head slowly and met Chic's emerald eyes.

Chic immediately backed away as the reaper's eye sockets and mouth is pouring more blood out.

"I won't do that if I were you!" said the reaper as it pulled its scythe out. Its scythe is fully upgraded like the body and the metal looks so sharp, that it can slice through a propeller grenade. The scythe is also glowing a light blue as the reaper pointed it towards Chic.

"Prepare to meet your best friend, Death!" said the reaper as he charged towards Chic and slashed at her. But, Chic managed to jump aside and the reaper sliced the fan and a cabinet behind the fan into a half.

Chic noticed that the scythe left molten lava on the cut area of the fan and the cabinet. The reaper turned its head and faced Chic.

"You can save a few minutes still breathing, Chic! But just so you know, your doom has already been sealed!" yelled the reaper as it successfully crashed its scythe inside Chic's arm and she tried to make a run for it. As the reaper withdrew its scythe, the severed arm fell onto the floor. The reaper picked the arm up and smiled satisfying at the sight of Chic crying as of the molten lava burning her circuits.

"You should've known how dangerous I am before you refer to me as a "pile of scrap"!" said the reaper angrily as it gripped Chic and threw her towards a wall. Chic crashed into the wall and fell on top of Fred.

Chic glanced at the incoming figure with watery eyes. She shut her eyes tightly as the figure raised its scythe high upwards.

"I'm sorry!" yelled Chic using her usual high pitched tone. She awaited sharp, cold metal piercing her head and crushing her endoskeleton in her head but she felt nothing. Slowly, she opened her teary eyes and looked up.

She saw the reaper's scythe located right on top of her head and she could hear struggling noises from the reaper. She titled to her head to the right and saw the reaper's left arm suddenly became red and is currently and desperately pulling its blue right arm upwards.

"Run….now…" the reaper muttered and is loud enough for Chic to hear. Chic immediately obeyed and ran out of the office, not giving a care to the sleeping night guard in the dark hallway.

The reaper's left arm soon became blue.

"Master, the other part of me has yet to be fully awaken. The other part of me is trying to take over!" muttered the reaper as it drew a circle on the tile and scrapped the tile, creating a cross. Suddenly, the circle began to expand and a dark hole replaced the circle, a hand reached out and the reaper grabbed it.

"Come with me, reaper. You have so much to learn." said a ghastly voice and the reaper obeyed.

(What happened to reaper before reaching Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria.)

"Gah!" yelled the reaper as it found a rat munching on its wire. It slightly slapped the rat with its hand with only two fingers and the rat quickly ran away with the wire still in its mouth.

The reaper slowly rose from the pile of metal. It remembered that a garbage truck ran it over twice and the driver phoned the scrap yard manager. He then came and picked it away and threw it here.

It slowly reached its legs up and stepped out of the pile of scrap metal. It looked down and saw that its clothes are gone and so is its chest plate. The red metal covering its thigh is thankfully, still there but the metal on the calf is ripped out leaving wires dangling about. Its foot is somewhat flat for some reason.

It stopped looking at its legs and glanced at its arms. Its right arm is completely torn off while the left arm still remains with a hand consisting of two fingers only.

It lowered its hands sadly and tried to look for its scythe. After hours and hours of throwing scrap metal around, it finally found a very bent metal shaped like its scythe. It cannot find the stick connected to the metal through.

The reaper sat down heavily and started scratching the concrete with the metal and it managed to draw a circle and cross in the middle. Suddenly, the entire scrapyard seemed to rumble as a black hole quickly replaced the circle and a ghastly figure rose from it.

The reaper glanced at the figure as it said its words: "Hello reaper, what makes you so sad?"

"I lost my friends and my purpose, to entertain children…" said the reaper as it lowered its head. The figure closed the black hole and slowly descended onto the concrete. It walked towards the reaper and picked its chin up.

"Since you've done me a really big favor, I might as well repay you!" said the figure as it walked towards the metal scrap and started picking out some rusty, bent metal and set it down heavily in front of the reaper.

"That's a good idea! We can play Fort!" said the reaper as the figure shook its head.

"No you imbecile, I'm gonna build new body parts for you! Now, stand back and stretch your arms out and keep a huge distance between your legs!" instructed the figure and the reaper did so.

The figure picked out a stick and murmured a few words making the stick spit out some purple sparkles. It then waved it in front of the metal and the metal soon started to fix itself and started bending into different shapes.

After a moment, the figure lowered its wand and turned towards the reaper, still holding the pose.

"Hmmm….now, hold still. This is going to hurt you a little!" said the figure as it pointed its wand towards the reaper and the wand spit out some blue sparkles.

Suddenly, the metal started flinging themselves towards the metal and the metal started connecting themselves towards the reaper like building bricks.

It looked around its body and was very impressed by its new appearance. The figure then walked towards the reaper and reached its hands out.

"You'll need these, reaper." said the figure as it handed the reaper a cyan mask and a really cool scythe.

"Wear the mask, reaper. This mask is the Mask of Power!" said the figure as the reaper put the mask on. Suddenly, blue bolts of lightning surged through the reaper as the metal changed from light grey color to light blue color and the chest plate formed a very cool carving of a skull.

"Oh, yeah, almost forgot!" said the figure as it tapped the skull on the reaper's chest plate and typed in some words and soon the chest plate slowly opened apart from left to right and the figure reached its hands in and took a chip that is glowing red.

"Hey, ummm, I kinda need that. It's very important to me!" said the reaper as it tried to take the chip away from the figure but the figure quickly burnt it into ashes.

"Nonsense, you won't need that old chip when you can have this!" said the figure as it inserted a chip which is glowing blue inside the reaper and closed the chest plate.

The reaper wanted to protest but its mind soon changed and it bowed down to the figure. The figure chuckled evily, its plan has worked.

"Now, my little minion, destroy your most hated enemies and conquer everyone!" said the evil figure and the reaper's mind suddenly showed the image of Fred and Chic.

"Destroy." mumbled the reaper angrily as the figure disappeared into thin air.

Suddenly, the door opened and the manager of the scrapyard came in. He saw the blue reaper and managed to mumble: "What the-?" before getting kicked to the ground.

"I am reaper. Your biggest nightmare!" said the reaper in a devilish voice. It raised its scythe and aimed the hook of the metal towards the frightened manager.

But, unknowingly to the figure, after the red chip was burnt, some ashes flew into the chest plate, staining the blue chip.

The reaper suddenly knew what's good and bad. It looked down at the frightened manager. Its head ached so badly, its mind is about to be torn apart from good and bad. Finally, the reaper couldn't take it anymore. It picked the man by the collar and threw him towards a wall.

Aiming the scythe onto the manager's head, the reaper raised it upwards and slammed it downwards quickly, making blood spurt everywhere.

Author's note: Hey guys, sorry for not updating for a while. I need to study for a really important exam coming less than two weeks. Anyways hope you enjoy this new chapter and so far this is the longest chapter with a whopping 3079 words!