Hey Guys! So so SO sorry for the long wait. I have been hanging out with my friend who has been in Mass for a while, so I haven't had time to write. I tried to make this chapter extra long for you! Keyword: Tried. Anyways, I would still like more OC's and a description of the new character. Already got one request so send 'em in or don't get them in the story! Enough shenanigans, on with the story! Also, another OC!

From: THEDALEKOFNIGHTHAWK

Name: Regis

Species: German Sheppard Animatronic

Desc: Ah, fuck it, you''ll learn more about him later O3o.

Jean was found by Regis, his second in command. Regis was a German Sheppard animatronic with golden eyes, long camo pants, an AK47, a grenade belt, a belt with a knife and pistol and a bullet-proof vest. "Sir! Are you okay!? What happened?" Regis asked, lifting Jean to his feet.

"I need a medic. That bastard Vladimir stabbed me and ran off with Zimina." Jean said. Regis was a little upset about Zimina, since he had a 'thing' for her.

"You're gonna be fine, sir. I'll bring you to a medic." Regis said as he lifted Jean over his shoulder. Jean had lost a lot of blood, and was looking quite pail. Regis rushed Jean to the medic that they had at the base, who hooked Jean up to a IV and a blood bag. "He'll be fine. Hopefully." The medic said.

"Good." Regis said with a sigh of relief.

Regis went back to his room. He was upset about the guards that Foxy had killed. They had been his friends. "I swear, Foxy. I will kill you. And this time, you will stay dead." He said angrily to himself.

Meanwhile at the pizzaria, 1:59 AM

Mr. Fazbear was afraid of the email he had been sent. Somehow, the person knew him and he knew mike as well. He looked at his watch. 1:59 AM. One minute.

Mr. Fazbear had told Mike to take the night off, like he was told. He spun around in his chair, waiting for 2AM. He checked his watch again as it changed from 1:59AM to 2:00AM. It was time.

Just then, he heard someone enter the room from the left door. Mr. Fazbear took a deep breath and looked towards the person. What he saw surprised him; It was a short boy – about 4ft 9 – with black hair, who looked 11 or 12.

"Hello Mr. Fazbear." He said.

"H-hi." Mr. Fazbear said nervously. 'Is this seriously the guy?' He though to himself.

"As you probably know, I am the one who sent the email concerning Jean." The boy said. "By the way, I'm Dylan." He said, holding out his hand, which Mr. Fazbear hesitantly shook.

"You said that you could help me. How?" Mr. Fazbear asked Dylan, who was leaning against the door frame.

"According to you, Jean has a security system 'Decades ahead of it's time'. I can get you past it." Dylan said with a cocky tone. Mr. Fazbear's eyes widened in surprise.

"But how?" He asked.

"I also am decades ahead of my time. I can hack it, as I have already hacked yours. How do you think I even know about Jean?" Dylan said.

"Wait, how old are you?" Mr. Fazbear asked.

"14 years of age. Why do you ask." Dylan said.

"Maybey because you look like you're 11, yet you know how to hack high-tech security systems." Mr. Fazbear said.

"I suppose that my appearance may be deceiving, but I assure you that I am 14." Dylan said.

"What do you want in return?" Mr. Fazbear asked.

"Well, I have all of the money I need, courtesy of several hacked bank accounts. So, the only thing I request is for you to hide me." Dylan said. Mr. Fazbear was confused by this.

"Hide you? From who?" Mr. Fazbear asked.

"As I told you, I have hacked several bank accounts, which is not exactly legal. I am wanted by the police, so I need to be hidden." Dylan explained.

"That's it? Hide you?" Mr. Fazbear asked, shocked.

"Do we have a deal?" Dylan asked.

"I guess so. We have a deal." Mr. Fazbear said.

"Excellent. When would you like me to get to work?" Dylan asked.

"Soon." Mr. Fazbear said.

Meanwhile, site of the explosion

Foxy lay in the ditch, leaking oil from his nose. His eyes were no longer functional, since the blast had broken both of them.

Once he had finally woken up, the leaking had stopped, but he couldn't see and he felt like hell. He was sore all over and had a few cracked ribs.

He was able to stand, although it was hard for him to keep his balance. Once he was up, he tried to open his eyes, but he still couldn't see anything. He used his hand and felt his right eye, to discover that it was broken, as was the other one. 'Shit' He thought.

Even though he was blind, he climbed the ditch. He looked towards the car and could hear it still burning. Strangely though, in his mind's eye, he could see the outline of it as a faint blue. He took a step forward and a ripple of blue radiated from where his foot landed, allowing him to see the ground for a few seconds.

Foxy knew that there was a term for this, but couldn't care enough to remember it. He took another step and discovered that if he walked fast enough, he could see enough of the ground to not fall over.

He began walking along the side of the road. Over time, the more and more he could 'see'. He kept walking and walking for what felt like hours until he reached a fork in the road. 'Where the hell did Jean take me' He thought to himself. He decided to go right because, well, why the hell not?

As he walked up the road, the amount he could 'see' in front of him got smaller and smaller. He got on his hands and knees and hit the ground, causing another ripple to emanate from the ground. He looked down to see that the ripple went downwards. He was on a cliff. 'Great' He thought, as he got up and walked back to the main road and went down the other path.

He walked along the path which was mostly straight. After a while, he reached what appeared to be a sign. He ran his hand across it and felt that it was engraved. He hit the sign, causing a ripple to run across it. He could barely see it, but it said "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria, .3 miles." Foxy's face lit up. 'Almost home' He thought.

He kept walking, and as he did, the road got smoother. He was now on pavement. 'I hope to got that it's dark out' He thought to himself. Being spotted by a shrieking person wouldn't be the best for his escape plan.

Eventually, he could 'see' what appeared to be a wall. He hit the wall and, using the ripples, followed it. He discovered that his breathing also would cause the wall to 'light up' or whatever it did to allow Foxy to 'see'. He used this to his advantage, and was able to maneuver faster than be fore. He rounded a corner and 'saw' big double doors. He pushed them open and fell onto the ground as he tried to enter.

Inside the pizzaria

Everyone was on the main stage, talking, when they heard someone stumble into the pizzaria. "I'll go check it out" Freddy said as he jumped off the stage. He walked over to the entrance, only to see...Foxy...

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT! FOXY!" He yelled as he ran over to him. His yelling allowed Foxy to 'see' him. The rest of the gang heard Freddy and ran over to him.

"Foxy!" Everyone yelled. Except for Bonnie, who just stood there, shocked.

"Foxy! Why are you so beat up? Did Jean do this?" Freddy asked. Bonnie snapped out of her shock and ran over to the scorched fox and hugged him. He hugged back. She began crying with joy.

"Foxy!" She said through sobs.

"Bonnie!" He replied, also crying. She then pulled him into a deep and passionate kiss, in which he eagerly returned.

Foxy broke the kiss and began to say "Bonnie, I-" but was cut off by her. "Shhh. It's okay Foxy, you're home."

"No, Bonnie, I-I can't see." He said. She was confused but looked into his eyes and saw that they were broken. "It's okay Foxy, we'll get you fixed." She said. Then she remembered what Mr. Fazbear had said about her 'gift', then tried to use it. She grabbed Foxy's head gently and focused. Her hands began to glow a deep blue, and all of Foxy's wounds began to heal over, starting with his eyes. Once he could see again, the fist thing he saw was Bonnie's face. He stopped crying and just looked at her in wonder, as the rest of her began glowing as well. All of the pain started to go away and Foxy could feel the wounds healing.

Once he was fully healed, the glowing stopped and Bonnie opened her eyes to see that Foxy looked like new. Bonnie pulled him back into the kiss. After a minute, Freddy said "Are you two done yet?" in a joking voice. Bonnie just flipped him off. "Well then." Freddy said, acting offended. About thirty seconds later, Bonnie broke the kiss and asked "How did you get back here?" Foxy explained everything that had happened since Jean kidnapped him. Bonnie almost cried when he got to the part about Zimina, well, you know.

Once Foxy was done explaining, Bonnie said "It's called echolocation, seeing with sound."

"I knew there was a name for it." Foxy said with a smile. Bonnie smiled back and helped him up.

"Somehow I knew you weren't dead. We couldn't be that lucky." Freddy said. Bonnie turned to him and kicked him in the balls, still smiling. Freddy fell to his knees with a scream, holding where he had been struck. Bonnie and Chica laughed, while all of the guys winced in pain.

Unknown highway, near explosion site

Zimina and Vladimir sped along the highway, looking for any sign of Foxy. They didn't find anything until they came across the truck...well, what was left of it. They got off the bike and got closer. Zimina fell to her knees and began crying, thinking that Foxy was dead, even if he did choke her out. Vladimir let her cry, until he noticed a set of footprints with a small trail of oil on them. "Look. I think he survived." Vladimir said, pointing at the tracks. Zimina stopped crying and ran back to the bike. "If he did survive, then we need to find him!" She yelled as she got on. Vladimir lifted her up and put her on the back saying "You can't drive, remember?" "Oh for the love of god, just drive!" She said.

Vladimir sped off, following the tracks. It took about 10 minutes to get to the fork in the road, but Vladimir knew that the path to the right was a dead end. They went down the left road and kept going until they got to the road sign that said "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria, .3 miles."

"Isn't that where Foxy is from?" Vladimir asked.

"Yes it is! Keep going!" She yelled.

Vladimir sped up and followed the road. It didn't take long to find the pizzaria. When they did, Vladimir parked the bike and looked through the glass doors and sure enough, there was Foxy on the main stage, playing cards with a tall orange cat animatronic. Zimina got off and followed Vladimir, and also looked through the doors at Foxy.

Meanwhile at the pizzaria

Foxy, Bonnie and Joseph were playing cards, and, as usual, Joseph was winning even though he didn't know how to play. "Bingo!" Joseph shouted, laying down a full-house. He then took all of the betting money off of the table.

"How do you keep winning?! You don't even know what we're playing!" Bonnie said.

"That cats a wizard." Foxy said.

Freddy and the others came over to join them.

"Don't platy with Joseph, he cheats!" Foxy yelled.

"We know." They all said in unison.

They were all having fun and celebrating that Foxy was back with some pizza that Chica had made. Just as Foxy was about to take his turn, he got that feeling again. It must have shown, because Bonnie asked "Foxy, whats wrong?" with a concerned tone. Foxy looked over to the doors and saw a familiar yellow fox, looking back at him...

GOTCHA AGAIN, BITCHES! Sorry for the cliff-hanger, I am really tired and I tried to make this chapter longer than the others. I hope you enjoyed! Also, what do you think about Dylan and Regis? Have any suggestions for the plot? And what do you think will happen with Zimina and Vladimir and the rest of the gang? Any predictions? Also, I need more OC's! Preferably for bad-guys, as I already have enough up my sleeve for good-guys. PM me or leave them in the reviews! ~Capt'n Foxy, returning to his quarters.