Chapter 10

Lock and Load Baby!

Part of the army? Well doesn't matter to me now. I'm just gonna listen to him, since he out ranks me in the law of enforcement. I look over my shoulders to DeShawn.

"Give him Mr. Miles DeShawn", I asked him to do so.

DeShawn grabbed Trick by the shoulders, and threw him to Garrett. Trick stumbled towards Garrett, and then Trick dusted himself, and walked behind Garrett.

"Thank you Officer Knights...Now can you please come with me. You too DeShawn", Garrett said gesturing to come with him.

DeShawn and I traded looks knowing we would have to come with him. We looked back at Garrett, and started to walk with him.

At an abandon Warehouse

Garrett opens the door to the warehouse, and walks right in following behind was Trick, DeShawn, and I.

"Make yourselves at home", he said walking over to desk, and sits in his chair. Trick jumps into a wheelie chair and slides into a desk area with 5 different computer monitors.

"Wait-Wait-Wait...Where the hell is the other FBI agents?!"

As DeShawn asked that I was looking around the warehouse. It was dusty, and worn out.

"Yeah DeShawn is right. Where is the other agents Mr. Geeamare", I glared at him.

Garrett stands up from his desk, and walk over to me.

"Mr. Knights...I...am not an FBI agent. It was THE only way for you to trust me…", he stand right in front of me at a good height of 6 foot. Only 2 inches taller than me.

"So you lied to an officer of the state", I shot at Garrett waiting for his response.

"No I didn't lie. I expanded the truth", he said back at me grinning.

"So tell me", I get up in his face, "Why did you 'expand' the truth Mr. Geeamare?"

"I might not be an FBI agent...but", he walks over to a spinnable whiteboard, "I was, and is part of a Spec Ops Team", he spins the whiteboard to where you see pictures of Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria, DeShawn, Himself, Mike Schmidt, Trick, Mr. Fazbear, Maps, strings, The Animatronics, and writing on it.

"Awww shit", DeShawn said shocked, and amazed.

"What the hell…", I asked myself.

Then it hit me...Garrett is the Spec Ops Leader to a team of Spec Op Soldiers. They called him "White Death."

"O shit...your-"

"Yes...I am Mr. Knights…", Garrett lays his hand on my shoulder as his other hand his behind his back.

"I am also a Private Detective...I was called down here from Russia to here at New York. One of the parents wanted me to do some 'snooping around', and find anything about this place", he walks over to a filing cabinet, and pulls out a file with the words "Murder Case" across it.

"Here...this is all I got so far…", he hands me over the file, "Here take a seat at the table over there", Garrett points at a table with 5 chairs, and a worn out table. I went over, and took a seat. I opened the file to see the room full of blood again a few days ago.

DeShawn looked over my shoulders to see the same picture I was looking at.

"AW SHIT", he screamed covering his mouth, and running towards an open create throwing up.

"O god not this picture again. It was bad enough me actually being there, but seeing it the second time...just no man…", I flip the picture over, so I wouldn't look at it.

"Yes...very...gruesome. Isn't it…", Garrett asked as he sat across from me.

"Yes", I hear nothing, but DeShawn throwing up loudly, "Very...So how does this involve Trick, and the whole board, map, tracing thing on your whiteboard.

"Well", Garrett points at Trick at his desk, "I needed a hacker because one...He needed money...Two...He's the best of the best...and Three...I suck with computers...So he's my helper."

Tricks leans over in his chair waving at me then he went back to work.

"Him...So why do you need me, and DeShawn?"

"You're our only way of infiltrating inside without Mr. Fazbear knowing, and figure out the true secret of that place…", Garrett said leaning over on the table.

DeShawn comes back from throwing up, and wipes his mouth as he walk over to me, and Garrett.

"SO what you're trying to say is you a Private Detective/Spec Ops Leader want our help?!...I say we do it Justin! I mean it's not everyday you get to learn from the best…", DeShawn slightly elbows me in the arm.

That is true its not everyday I get an opportunity like this, but...Mr. Fazbear said to keep it between him, and DeShawn.

I look up at Garrett, and I look at Trick doing god knows what over there.

"I don't kn-"

"Garrett?"

"Yeah Trick? What is it", Garrett got up from his seat across from me, and walks over to Trick's desk.

"Look…", Trick points at something on his monitor showing Garrett.

"Hmm...interesting…Alright said that to my PDA, and I'll bring them with. Keep me in touch. You two", he points at me and DeShawn, "Follow me", he gestures for us to come with him down stairs. DeShawn and I went with him.

"Alright I'm going to need your guys is help", he flipped a switch on the wall turning on the lights.

On the walls you see Spec Op suits against the wall with attachments, ammo, and guns across the whole wall.

"Damn…", I said with wide eyes smiling a little.

"Oh-ho-ho shit! Look at that Justin", DeShawn said hitting me in the stomach with the back of his hand still looking at the wall of goodies.

"Since I don't want you dying on my watch, or any others...I want you to use, and have these to help me out...But you can't-"

"Yo G...Thank...You…", DeShawn cuts Garrett off as he gives him a bro hug, and walked towards the wall.

I slowly made my way to the wall, but only to be stopped by Garrett.

"Okay listen", Garrett whispered in my ear, "Trick and I need you guyses help badly. We know about the animatronics coming to life. It's...AMAZING how Freddy moves quickly, and swiftly. We watched you by the cameras some many times it's not even funny anymore. You have talent kid, and since you're the one that got your ass kicked by him so many times...I feel you should be the leader of this operation. All I would like to say is...Stick together...Help out each other, and if shit hits the fan we clean it up. Do you understand?"

I nod my head in agreement.

"But one thing…", I whispered back to him.

"What?"

"DeShawn provide more of the weapons, and no more listening to my conversations. Got it?"

"Hmhm yes sir…", Garrett grins.

"Thank you...Now what do we need to do", I asked walking over the wall of Spec Op supplies.

"We need to go to a different warehouse that Mr. Fazbear just walked out of 5 minutes ago", Garrett said looking at his gold rolex watch.

"Hmm who's driving us th-"

"I will", DeShawn yelled as he was holding a Silenced AR 15 with a Scope, Flashlight, a Grip, and a Sling on it.

"How well does he drive…", Garrett leaned in asking me.

"If you seened his car, then O yeah he can", I said back to him.

"Alright you can-"

"YES! Alright lets lock", DeShawn cocks the gun, "and load baby!"

"How did he-"

"You really don't want to know how he loaded a military gun", I said to Garrett.

"Well then...Shall we", Garrett asked DeShawn and I.

We both looked at each other, and nodded in agreement.

"Let's do it", I told Garrett.

"Hmhmhm...let's suit up!"

5 minutes Later

The Spec Ops outfit was nothing, but black and white. It had black clothing with white pads, and armor on. It came with black combat gloves with hard knuckles on them. Along with that light weight boots for running and climbing. Black gun holsters, and one slinged black backpacks. We had armor pads on our knees, arms, and chests. We had black hooded ski masks with different colored skull faces on our masks. Then we had Black helmets with mouth guards going over our mouth and nose, and built in ear coms. Covering our eyes was yellow built in night vision goggles, and objective maps on the bottom of the glasses.

For our guns DeShawn and I have the AR 15's with all the attachments DeShawn had before on his gun that he picked up. Garrett has a Ashbury ASW 338LM Spring Sniper with Heat-Vision Scope, and stand for his primary weapon. For our side arms we have silenced USP 44's with a built in Flashlight in our gun holsters. I have my karambit knives, and DeShawn has his Stiletto knives.

"Holy shit...Where did you get this stuff", I asked.

"O I designed them myself. There neat aren't they", Trick said talking to me threw my ear com.

"Holy shit Hacks! You made this stuff", DeShawn said putting his head up to his ear com to listen to Trick.

"Yeah...The Helmets, lightweight boots, armor, O and your arm computers…"

"No way", DeShawn's jaw drops, but we can't see it because of his helmet, and mask.

"I'm a Hacker...Not a liar. Click the button on your arms", Trick responded.

DeShawn quickly pushed the button on his arm showing a small touch screen glowing up in blue and green showing all the stuff he can do.

I did the same as I was too amazed.

"Damn Hacks! You are officially THE best hacker I always wanted to meet", DeShawn said playing on his arm computer.

"Okay look we need to go now. DeShawn get in the van", Garrett said opening the back of a white van with tinted windows, and soundproof walls, "DeShawn...I don't want you to scratch this baby up got it", Garrett said getting in the back.

"Hell yeah! Yo Hacks?"

"Yeah", Trick responded.

"Did you put anything in this van", DeShawn asked as I got in the back with Garrett.

"Yeah...Look for yourself."

DeShawn rushed into the front seat, and closed the door behind.

"Awwww shit...Four cup holders!"

"That and a built in GPS with a touch screen on the console", Trick said leaning back in his wheely chair impressed with himself.

"Okay DeShawn enough fangirling over cup holders. Get this van started, and on the road", Garrett said opening the small window in the back to the front.

"Aight man", DeShawn starts the car and drives through the doors that opened on there own in the loading bay of the warehouse..

"So", I started to talk, "Why do we need this stuff for again?"

Garrett closes the small window to the back connecting to the front and the back.

"You'll see. Trust me...It's worth it…", Garrett sets his Sniper Rifle upwards looking at it to see if its alright, and then sets it on the side of the car walls.

"Okay...I'll take your word for it", I cock my gun setting it on safety.

Then we head to Uptown New York.

"So how far is this?"

"An hour maybe hour in a half", Garrett answered.

"Hey", Garrett touched his ear com calling Trick, "Update the new blood, Trick."

"Hahaha you keep forgetting I'm 19, and there 21. Alright…DeShawn, Justin...do you hear me?"

"Yes", I replied.

"Loud and clear Hacks! What's the 4-1-1", DeShawn answered.

"Okay if you look at your small monitors on the bottom right corner of your goggles you'll see that we are head towards warehouse 13 in Uptown New York. We seen Mr. Fazbear come out of there at least 2 times during this week. We don't know what's inside, but we do know there is something in there that is dangerous. We also seen something else, but you're not going to like it", Trick said typing on his keyboard 70 taps per minute.

"Lay it on me Hacks", DeShawn said chuckling.

"There is signs of more than one Freddy animatronic inside. Here are some pictures right now", Trick sended the pictures to our arm computers.

Once I looked at the pictures they looked like they were torn apart for scrap metal, some others are just out of design. Some in brand new shape.

"Wait! You're saying there's more of these animatronics?!"

"I'm afraid so DeShawn…", Trick said leaning back in his chair swiveling back and forth with his legs crossed.

Damn it...I knew there was going to be some kind of catch to this operation.

"So whatever is inside the Freddy Fazbear's are protecting something, but what exactly", I asked.

"That's why we're sending in you guys to do that", Trick said looking at pictures of Freddy, "Hhhuuu I always hated Freddy, but good pizza though…", takes a sip of his soda.

"So when we get there we go in, look for what they are guarding, get out without being detected", Garrett said crossing his arms.

"Well then...Let's get this over with. I'm starting to get sick of this shit", I lean back, and I closed my eyes to take a quick nap for the operation we're about to do. After 10 minutes I finally fallen asleep.

Well I can say for a fact that I. Am. Good. *Sigh* NAW I'm joking! So anyways I want to say I did a lot of thinking into this one, so I hope you really enjoy this chapter. Please leave a comment/ review for this chapter. If you want to ask me a question just ask me in the review. If you want to PM for any questions go ahead. If you want to PM me for fun...WHY NOT! I will PM you back. I welcome all friends and fans. Hope you enjoyed yourself, and more to come. Peace!