Chapter 9- Gold


Demons. They come from the deep reaches of the abyss, their only purpose to cause and wreak havoc upon the living. Some are old, some are young. Golden might not have been a demon, but she had a purpose, and while it wasn't to wreak havoc on the living, it was a what consumed her life. She hated adults, but she also hated one in particular, always causing trouble.

She was in the pizzeria, standing in the shadows, teleporting away from everyone's view as she did so. She sensed something. She opened the present in the prize corner, releasing the Marionette that was inside. He was the most loyal puppet.

"They are in distress… after their old master left them, I should at least fix them." She told him, a smile breaking across her face.

"At once mistress! I shall trick them into giving up their memories!" He said.

"I can't remove the memories unless they're willing." The demon said, her voice thundering in the Marionette's ears.

"Can you not just block them out again?" The Marionette wondered.

"No, that didn't work last time, I'll have to get rid of them for good. Well, I can never totally get rid of them, I don't have the power, but they should be as good as gone." She said, laughing to herself.

"Of course mistress! I shall do it at once!" The Marionette said, hopping out of the box, floating out of the hallway on invisible wires. Once he knew she was out of earshot, he sighed, hiding in the shadows so he wouldn't get caught.


"Goldie sure never gives me a break. All this hiding in a box and playing a game with the security guard is hard work…" He complained, gently hugging the wall has he shimmied down to the parts and services room. "I have to do what she says... " he grumbled.

In truth, he didn't. But a long time ago, he too was alive like the other four. Goldie had blocked out his memories as well, but they slowly had begun to come back to him, fuzzy and hard to understand. He was an orphan, no parents, no siblings. It was just him, only wanting a friend.

The best place to get a friend was at the little restaurant, "Fred Bear's family dinner…" he said, reading the sign above a small, two room dinner. The building was in dire need of repair, the outside wall's paint was chipped and the front door had very cracked glass. He had no money, his clothes were in rags, eyes the sunk deep into his young face. He was only 8 at the time.

Looking through glass, he saw the many children playing with what looked like a golden bear animatronic, giving out cake on a shiny platter. He put his hand on the glass, knowing he would just be kicked out if he opened it. He began to cry, the golden bear noted this, as she handed out the cake to the endless hands that reached up to her. He sobbed greatly, not even noticing the purple vehicle pull up behind him.

The bear did, however, making her stop handing out cake, looking through the cracked glass with her bright blue eyes. It slowed to a stop behind the child, a man with a purple shirt and purple eyes stepping out. He had something shiny in his hand, and the small child was unable to hear the man walk up to him, his tears and sobs muting everything around him.

That was the first murder that goldie had witnessed, filling her with many feelings. Mostly of hatred for adults, but also a strange realisation that the world was cruel place. This was the first time goldie had cried. And the last.

Something from the abyss might have taken pity on the gold bear, or it saw potential in the anger the steel had. Either way, the power it granted the bear was so immense, it was able to put the soul of the poor child into the puppet that hung from the ceiling as decoration. This was the day that the animatronic became more than just hunk of metal.


Teddy pushed the door open, looking into the room with a bright smile on his face. The animatronics looked at him, Teddy's eye lights brighten the room enough to see them. They just stared at him, quickly losing interest.

"Um, hello there.. I-I just came in here to apologize to you guys." Teddy said, feeling a bit nervous. They just looked at each other.

"*critz* *tud* g-g-g u-u-u-u y *critz*-y-y-y s-s-s-s? *critz*" Bonnie muffled out his nearly inoperational voice box. With a quick motion, Freddy stood up, walking over to Teddy. Teddy was quite intimidated, while Teddy was much larger than Freddy, Freddy had about a one foot on him, so he had to look at him to see his face.

"What nerve you have to come to OUR closet and say you're sorry for everything, what nerve!" Freddy said, grabbing Teddy by the chest. Teddy's eyes grew large, trying to pull away from him.

"He broke my jaw!" Chica said, grabbing Teddy's jaw, pulling it off and throwing it to the bear looked at her with wide eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"He broke me ear!" Foxy said, grabbing the Bear's ears and ripping them off, making him yelp in pain.

"You broke Bonnie's arm!" Freddy said, ripping of the other bears arm, loud metallic scraping sounding from the toy bear.

Quickly pushing the other animatronics away, Bonnie grabbed Teddy and quickly ran out of the room. "What the?! Are they cr-cr-cr-crazy?!" Teddy gasped, still processing everything. From behind them, Green stood in the doorway, his mouth gaping open. He helped Bonnie pull Teddy out of the room, the older animatronics just staring at the large purple bunny.

"Please don't leave us Bonnie… you're our friend, not theirs…"

"Come back Bonnie…"

"Bonnie, me matey, come back to us…"

Bonnie slammed the door.


Authors notes-

Wow! Sorry this one took so long, I was a bit busy lately, but its done!

Sure takes me a long time to get interesting, sorry!

Anyway, Oh! And if you want to read this on wattpad, ill post a link

A link to the… future? - story/33449776-the-end-is-the-beginning-2-behind-the-mask

Also heard it might snow, so yay snow! (Actually snow is wet and gross, so no plz)


Song of the day-

"The puppet"- Gatopaint. I think this is appropriate! Hope you like it!