Hello everyone! Thanks for all the reviews, it's really helped. Recently, Missing passed 40 reviews! For me, that's a major milestone. So here's a new chapter for you guys, as a reward. Hope you guys enjoy! Oh, and can we make it to 50 today? Pweese? No? Fine then…

Koasis the Alien:

"He will have no memory of his murder. He will live on in ignorant bliss."

Marionette... Seriously? I mean... It's nice to know that you weren't murdered but if you were, you should at least remember how you died or something... But on the other hand, it would be nice to know that you didn't die of unnatural causes so it's a sort of a win-lose in its way.

But other than that, great use of strong and descriptive words and yeah. Keep writing!

Marionette has a different outlook on stuff like that, it's seen it's fair share. It knows how much pain comes from it. And you think I'm descriptive? HA! I struggle with descriptive writing, really.

ScarfaceOne:

87? 1987?

*evil chuckle*

MMiladinova:

D***... Love it! Dark, wonderful, though maybe a tad bit rushed.

Thanks, and yes, I was a bit rushed. Sorry about that.

RagingTanker090:

Nice chapter!

Have you seen all the FNAF4 teasers? It's going to be SO freaky!

Thanks! Yes, I've seen all of them. The hype is real! I'm really hoping Scott redeems himself and makes this one scary as heck, FNAF 3 was a little of a letdown, jumpscare wise.

Slightly Disturbed Cookie Girl:

Wow. This is great! So this is fnaf2 then. I wonder why Jonathan can see but the others can't... hmm..

Great job, Hetzer! I hope you continue soon!

All shall become apparent soon enough. Thanks for the support!

That's it for reviews, on with the story!

It didn't make sense to any of us. So many questions ran through our heads, most of which were without answers. How did he manage to fool the others? How did he manage to stop me? Why do the evil people in life always manage to escape, when those that avenge fail? Well, at least the last one had an answer. Life can be cruel. Our lives were the perfect picture to describe that idea. We started out just like others, and grew up to be normal, innocent kids. Then, one day, a very bad man took that away from us. Now, all that's left is the metal skeletons that are our homes. Cruel, isn't it?

We tried to change that. At first we tried forgetting, but that really isn't the way you handle a problem. So, we took matters into our own hands. We knew that these guys were too dangerous to be in this world, free to keep killing. They had to be taken out, so that nobody else would have to go through what we did. We tried so hard, but it amounted to nothing. Now here we are, literally in the dark, thinking about what to do next. We're all hurting. Some of us are doing so mentally, while one of us is physically as well.

The fall I had taken didn't do much, but it still hurt me. My jaw had somewhat loosened, and some of my leg parts were dented a bit. Other than that, I was fine. The others hadn't taken any damage like me, but their morale had taken a big hit. Eric couldn't shake the fact that he was this close to getting him, only for the guy to seemingly disappear. Maybe Marionette had some answers on why that was. We would have to wait for it to come; the day had started and the kids wouldn't let the poor thing leave. I would have given so much to be like them again… To be able to have fun at Freddy's, be in the show, and maybe have some pepperoni pizza. I used to love pizza. That was all gone now.

The day went on for the kids, who got to play and sing with the new robots. They were different from us; they seemed like they were made of plastic. It was kinda strange, but I never really had a problem with it. I liked it when they brought in new things. I remember several years back, way back at Fredbear's, when they brought in something new. I was seven, I think, when a new bunny came. He was supposed to be Goldie's partner; they were even the same color. It was pretty cool, but it didn't last long. Something happened that week, and they got rid of it. They never said why they did, or even where it went. All we knew was that it was gone. I think it was called "Golden Bonnie." Seeing these new ones brought memories back.

While we sat in our dark little room, we thought long and hard about last night. What we could do differently, how everything would work, etc. We basically decided to just be sneaky about it. There really wasn't much planning necessary. It seemed like it would work, though. Maybe tonight would be the night.

Hours of laughing and singing children passed by. It was pretty late when they finally started leaving. While part of us wanted them to leave for the painful memories they brought, part wanted them to stay a little longer. They kind of reminded us how important our job was tonight.

"Mister Foxy?" I heard a soft voice, barely above the ambient sounds of our mechanical parts. I looked around for the source of the voice, and saw a little white object behind me. I turned around to get a good look at it, and realized what it was. Joshua. He looked so different, almost inhuman. Well, I guess he wasn't human anymore. He looked just like a mist, floating peacefully just above the class. The only thing that made me recognize him was his outline, perfectly shaped to that of his former self. His face had no features, other than a pair of blank eyes. All of us looked at him with some form of wonder. Was that what we looked like on the inside?

"I'm bored; can I stay here with you for a little bit?" The spirit asked, tilting his head in an innocent way. After a few more seconds of staring, I finally answered his question in the best Foxy voice I could do.

"Why laddie, ye always be welcome 'ere!" I replied. Katelyn giggled from the other side of the room at my accent. I shot her a glare, and she rolled her eyes as if to say "you're such a dork." Joshua then sat down next to me, looking around curiously at my torn fabric and terrible condition. I could already tell what question was coming next.

"What happened to you? Why are you so broken?" He asked. I tried to think of something quickly, putting my hook to my chin and thinking for a second. I had to be careful, not to say anything that would sound strange to his fantasy life.

"Aye lad, I got into a swashbucklin' cutlass fight with some privateers, but yours truly gave em' a beatin'!" I replied. It seemed to coax him enough. Joshua giggled with his childish laugh, and was about to ask something else. Right as he took a breath, the door swung open.

"Well well, I see Joshua's been having a talk with the captain." Marionette said as it walked slowly into the door. The others in the room chuckled a bit at that comment. The tall, slender figure walked up behind the white spirit, placing its hand on his small shoulder.

"Run along now Joshua, it's time for bed."

"Bed? But I don't wanna go-"Just as quickly as he had appeared, Joshua faded into nothing. Everyone in the room stood in awe at the puppet's display. Marionette then turned to me, with a slight smile.

"I noticed you are rather good at being Foxy." It said with a chuckle.

"I always stayed with Foxy back at Fredbear's. I picked it up from him." I replied.

"You mean, you picked it up from yourself." The puppet said. You could say that, I guess. Hopefully, it wouldn't be that way for much longer.

"Where'd Joshua go?" Trevor interrupted, looking from side to side.

"Soul sleep. He will reappear tomorrow morning, so that you can have the night to get undisturbed revenge." Marionette replied, walking to the middle of the room with its hands tucked behind its back.

"We have more pressing matters to attend to. I noticed what happened last night, and I believe I have the solution." The puppet said. Everyone exchanged glances, mostly of puzzlement and disappointment in themselves. Eric stepped forward slightly, to get Marionette's attention.

"What would that be?" The faceless rabbit asked. Marionette rose its hand, then turned towards the door. Gesturing for something to come, we heard footsteps from outside. They got closer, getting louder as they did so. Finally, a small group of figures appeared at the door. In the darkness, it was impossible to identify them.

"Jonathan, would you mind turning on the lights?" I nodded, turning around and flicking the switch up. I took a second to cover my eyes, letting them adjust. When I finally put my arm down, I saw what Marionette had done. In the doorway stood all five of the new animatronics.

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