Quite proud of this chapter. :-)
Once again, there is a song to this chapter (Villain by Theory of a Deadman) and I think it sums up Nightmare Freddy's character quite nicely.
Dreams are unguarded sanctums...
Edit: Made some changes to the layout of the song in this chapter to ensure that it is easier to read.
Chapter 10.
A Devil This Way Comes.
"Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil."
Proverb
Villain by Theory of a Deadman.
Pink petals thrown by members of the audience covered the polished stone floor of the church, as Chica and Foxy made their way down the aisle towards the altar. Chica was happy, this was her perfect dream, marrying the man she had always loved and who loved her back. Her white dress flowed behind her as her bridesmaids, Toy Chica and Bonnie held it up. At the altar, the priest waited with Foxy's best man Freddy, while Balloon Boy stood next to him, carrying the rings on a pillow as it was due custom.
Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Mangle, the Puppet, Goldie, Springtrap, Mike and Jeremy were all spread out amongst the audience who were all formally dressed for the occasion.
When Chica and Foxy reached the altar, the audience seated themselves as the priest called an end to the clapping. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today before the sight of God, the Spirit and of the Holy Ghost to witness the joining of these two loving Christians." The priest's charismatic voice echoed off the craved stone pillars that supported the church's vaulted roof.
"If there is anyone who believes that these two should not be wed, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."
No one spoke, much to Chica's and Foxy's relief.
The priest smiled at the silence which filled the church, it was a good omen. "Very well then, do you, Foxy Fazbear, take Chica Fazbear to be your lawfully wedded wife and to fill her life with joy and happiness until death do you part?" He asked.
Foxy turned to face Chica, he smiled.
"I do," he said.
He then turned to Balloon Boy and picked up one of the two rings, slowly sliding it onto Chica's finger, her fourth finger to be accurate. "I promise to love her and to care for her until my last dying breath," he vowed. "And do you, Chica Fazbear, take Foxy Fazbear to be your lawfully wedded husband and fill his life with happiness and joy until death do you part?" The priest asked, putting the same question before Chica.
"I do," Chica replied smiling.
She then took the other ring from Balloon Boy, and slotted it carefully onto Foxy's fourth finger. "I promise to love him and to support him until my last dying breath," she vowed.
"Then it is with great pleasure that I announced you husband and wife!" The priest exclaimed, as the audience rose up, clapping and cheering.
"Of course, you may kiss the bride."
Foxy lifted the veil from Chica's head and kissed her on the lips, much to the joy and excitement of the crowd.
She wanted this moment to last forever.
Slowly the clapping and optimistic cheers died down...all except for one.
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"All day, all night, I've been thinkin why feelin' wrong feels so right."
"And I know, yeah, I try, to turn myself around but I know what I like."
"I ain't nice, no I'm quite a dick, I'm the bad guy who's makin' you sick…"
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It was a long slow clap, being drawn out for dramatic effect. Everyone turned in confusion to see a lone figure standing at the church entrance, clapping.
It was a male with dark red eyes, brown reddish hair, a tattered suit, a withered top hat and bow tie, sharp teeth and claws and last of all…a psychotic smile. He slowly raised his hands above his head, increasing the frequency of his clapping, until stopping and then withdrawing his hands by his side. He stepped forward, the impact of his foot with the polished stone floor sent out a deep foreboding echo.
"Bravo," he began, sounding, rather cheerful, yet there was a sinister undertone to it.
"My best wishes to the happy couple," he said walking forward, casting a long dark shadow over the floor. His eyes locked with Chica's, there was something very unsettling about them.
"I'm sure this day…will be remembered for a very long time." However, the figure's attention swiftly turned to the priest. "Father I need this woman, I wish to use her as a means for teaching someone a lesson, a very important lesson if I might add."
The priest who was clearly shocked by a stranger making such a demand stepped forward between Foxy and Chica. "Sir, this is a wedding, you cannot just interrupt the ceremony, you aren't on the guest list, I must ask of you to leave please," he stated, but the figure kept on walking down the aisle, taking no heed to the priest's words.
"Father, I must have her, she is central to my aims today," the figure stressed, there was a strong sense of urgency in his voice as his hands turned into fists.
"No, your aims are ridiculous, you must leave, or we'll call security to have you taken out, if you do not comply," the priest answered, his voice now stern.
The figure just shook his head.
"Father if you don't give her to me, then I'll smash your small pathetic head against the altar and then we'll see if there really is a God in this world," he replied, his tone was now one of annoyance and threats. The priest held out his small wooden cross to the figure's face, whose eyes narrowed in response at the sight of the thing. It was as if he hated the object with a passion.
"Be gone from the house of God and leave us in peace, or you'll be thrown out!" the priest stressed, his voice filled with vigour and determination. The figure just rolled his eyes and rubbed his hands, appearing to go into deep thought, all signs of anger left his face. "You know, I was hoping to make this less messy than usually, but you leave me with no choice but to..."
He then thrusted his hand out towards the priest, who for some unknown reason was suddenly sent flying backwards with tremendous speed, smacking his head against the stone altar...he died instantly.
"Kill you," the figure answered, finishing his sentence.
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"It's easy for me, I've got no shame… I'M IN IT FOR THE MONEY AND FRAMEEEEE!"
"Everybody wants to be like me."
"The villain is the one that you came to see."
"Sick of all the good guys savin' the day."
"Cause the villain always wins when the hero's away..."
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Many members of the audience screamed and started running out of the church as fast as they could. Other Fazabear family members instantly ran towards the figure hoping to restrain him. The figure merely chuckled at the scene of chaos. "Everyone, everyone, please stay in your seats." The figure locked his eyes with Chica and smiled.
"The show will begin momentarily."
He snapped his fingers and with the blink of an eye everyone froze, all sounds ceased to be.
Only Chica could move.
The figure turned to see Springtrap frozen in midair about to pounce on him, seeing the Fazbear's determined expression made him smile even more. "How heroic and yet in vain," he said amusedly. Slowly he stretched his arms out, as he did everyone faded away, starting with the ones closest to him, spreading out across the whole church, until it was just him and Chica who remained. "I hate to ruin your big day my dear, but I need you for something, an example reallynothing more," the figure muttered, approaching the bride to be.
Chica backed away, who was this Freddy lookalike? "Who are you, what did you do to them?" She asked, frantically looking around the deserted church. "Me...I'm Nightmare Freddy, destroyer of dreams and bringer of nightmares, your Chica, once a children's entertainer, now...nothing," he replied.
He walked around Chica in circles, admiring her appearance. "My my, don't you look stunning, like a ripe fruit, so adorable that I could eat you," he pointed to his sharp teeth.
"I just might."
"Where's Foxy and the others?" Chica asked, carefully watching his movements. "They weren't real Chica, you knew that already, you on the other hand are real and that's what matters," Nightmare Freddy answered. "What do you want with me?" Chica asked, stepping backwards."I wish to use you as an example Chica, Freddy has made a terrible mistake and your about to pay the full price for it," Freddy Nightmare replied, narrowing his eyes and smiling as he watched her pale faced reaction.
"What mistake and what has Freddy got to do with the likes of you?" Chica asked, her eyes narrowed, but she was clearly scared by her new visitor.
"Freddy never told you about my little visit last night, I met him, scanned his mind, it was quite painful for him as I forced my way into every part of his consciousness," Nightmare Freddy stated, replaying the scene in his head. "He thinks I'm dead, but I only made it look like that."
He pointed at himself, grinning.
"I'm still here."
"No...he didn't, Freddy didn't say anything of a sort," Chica answered, lowering her head. "But why does that matter though?" She thought.
"The reason why it matters Chica," Nightmare Freddy answered, causing Chica to jump in complete surprise.
Nightmare Freddy continued.
"Is because due to Freddy not telling 'anyone', and I will stressed that point dramatically, is that there are no barriers between me and your dreams and there's nothing to stop me for beating you senseless if I wanted to," he smiled, watching his words sink in. "You…tortured Freddy," Chica mumbled in her shock, now she was really scared of this person, it was evident in her body language. "Yes, it had to be done, part of the whole process really, I would have done the same to the Puppet, had she not escaped my grasp," Nightmare Freddy replied.
As he spoke, two Freddy heads slithered out of his sleeves and slid across the floor. They appeared to look and act like snakes with their long spinal bodies twisting and turning as they craved a path for themselves over the polished stone. Their eyes displayed the same colour as those of their master and their jagged teeth appeared to be just as deadly.
"But she didn't escape uninjured, if you haven't noticed already."
Then Chica remembered when they were all in Jeremy's van, that the Puppet rose up and started screaming about a person called Nightmare Freddy.
This was thee Nightmare Freddy, the Puppet hadn't been hallucinating at all. Then she saw the Freddy heads sliding across the floor, instantly she focused on their sharp teeth and remembered the savage bite marks on the Puppet's legs. She jumped backwards in shock as the full realisation of her current position hit her like a lighting blot.
"You did that to her, you-"
"Yes, it was me, but she had it coming," Nightmare Freddy replied, he turned to look at the painted glass windows which lined the Church's interior. "I've always underestimated the beauty of stained glass until now," he thought, admiring the colorful patterns. "You're a monster!" Chica exclaimed, backing even further away. Upon being insulted Nightmare Freddy turned round only now there was a cold, predator look in his eyes, the youthful smile was gone.
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"There's days when I wanna give in, but it's hard to be a saint when you're full of sin."
"Why would I ever think of goin' back."
"WHEN IT FEELS SO FUCKIN' GOOD TO BE BAD!"
"Everybody wants to be like me."
"The villain is the one that you came to see."
"Sick of all the good guys savin' the day."
"Cause the villain always wins when the hero's away."
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"People may call me many things Chica, the devil, the boogeyman, the term monster is just one of them."
He smiled, only now this one was cold and serious.
"May I show you why?"
"NO, YOU CAN'T!" Chica shouted, turning around and running towards the church entrance. But Nightmare Freddy merely shook his head in joyous amusement.
"Oh Chica!" He called, his voice echoing through the entire church, bouncing off its stone walls.
"There's nowhere to hide inside a bad dream."
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"I know that secretly…everybody's rootin' for me."
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But Chica kept on running, lifting her wedding dress up so she could run easier. She was near the church entrance when Nightmare Freddy clicked his fingers. The great oak doors slammed shut, before Chica could reach them and proceeded to locked themselves close.
"NO!" She shouted, grabbing the handle and trying to pull the doors open, they rattled, but they wouldn't give.
Nightmare Freddy clicked his fingers again and this time all the doors and windows in the church slammed shut one by one, locking themselves with a massive clang, which bounced off the stone walls. With no sunlight getting in through the windows, the whole church quickly descended into darkness. When Chica looked back, all she could see in the pitch blackness was the bright red glow of Nightmare Freddy's eyes. "You can't hide from me Chica, I will have you soon enough," his voice echoed around the church.
Chica pressed her back up against the door, breathing rather quickly as her fears overran her mind. "This is just a dream, this is just a dream," she whispered to herself, trying to stem the rising tide of panic that was set to explode from her chest like a fireball as large as the sun.
"You can't die in a dream."
Then the red light which emitted from Nightmare Freddy's eyes vanished. "Where is he, where is he?" She mentally screamed, searching for anything dark red. Then the church was lit up again by stands of candles which stood in the corners of the church. But they were only generating a dim light, leaving most of the church shrouded in darkness. Nightmare Freddy reappeared, except he appeared to be closer to her than previously.
Then the candles went out again, plunging the whole church into only sound Chica could hear, was that of her own breathing. The candles relit themselves again and Nightmare Freddy reappeared, only to be a little bit closer than he was before.
Then it struck Chica what he was doing, back in 1987, when she and others were hunting Jeremy, he would use his flashlight to light up the hallway. Every time he did, they would freeze in place and then once the light went out, they would move about before the next flash came on.
The candles burst into flames again and Nightmare Freddy once more reappeared, now he was halfway down the aisle.
Only now the pace quicken, the candles went out, but only to come back on again and Nightmare Freddy looked more and more demonic with every reappearance, getting steadily closer.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Chica screamed, she tried to pull the church doors open again, but still they would only rattle. Nightmare Freddy continued to reappear again and again, his smile getting wider and wider each time he rematerialized.
Then he vanished altogether.
Chica looked around, trying to make out her surroundings in the pitch darkness. A song started to play, or rather a tune which Chica instantly recognized.
"Freddy's Toreador March!" She thought.
There...only a few meters away from her was Nightmare Freddy, except his dark red eyes, were now flashing a bright white. Then the song ended, as did Nightmare Freddy's flashing eyes.
An uneasy deathly silence settled in Chica's eyes darted around in the pitch blackness, looking for him.
"Where is he?" She mentally asked.
Her question was answered when Nightmare Freddy reappeared right in front of her and screamed, except his scream sounded more demonic then it did human.
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"Everybody wants to be like me."
"The villain is the one that you came to see."
"Sick of all the good guys savin' the day."
"BECAUSE THE VILLAN IS HERE TO STAY!"
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The sudden shock caused Chica to jump back, banging her head against the wooden door frame and bruising it as she fell to the floor, gripping her chest in absolute fright. Nightmare Freddy just laughed, finding her reaction to be very amusing. "Oh, what joy, shall we begin Chica?" He asked, holding out his hand. "Fuck...you!" She shouted, amidst her gasps for breath.
"Oh dear, that's not very lady-like...but then you don't really get a choice in the matter," Nightmare Freddy replied modestly. He reached down, grabbed Chica by the throat, pulled her up and then shoved her against the door. He then leaned in, until they were inches apart. Now listen to me very careful Chica...I have a message that I would like you to pass onto Freddy and the others."
His dark red eyes glowed brightly in the dark.
Chica could feel something slitter up her leg, it hissed, paralysing her body with fear. "Don't mind my Freddy heads, they won't bite unless I tell them to," Nightmare Freddy remarked, he stroked her cheek causing her to shiver. "Tell Freddy and the others that if one, aka me can do this much damage, then just imagine what four can do, got it?" He asked firmly.
Chica slowly nodded her head. "Good girl," Nightmare Freddy replied, clearly humored.
"You know how to be behave when it is required."
Chica, then felt another Freddy head slide onto her shoulder, she could see its sharp fangs catch the reddish glow of Nightmare Freddy's eyes. She tried her best not to scream, but needless to say she was on the verge of failing to keep her nerves under control.
"Why are you so mean?" She whispered.
Nightmare Freddy grinned, somehow delighted that she had asked him such a question.
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"Everybody wants to be like me."
"The villain is the one that you came to see."
"Sick of all the good guys savin' the day."
"Cause the villain always wins when the hero's away."
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"Because it's who I am, I was born mean, or to be more correct I was based off someone mean," he answered, in a rather calm tone. "Now I know you love Foxy, Chica, that is undeniable and love is a powerful force in its own right, but Foxy cannot reach you here," he paused to laugh.
"He doesn't even know that you're in danger, even though he's sleeping right next to you," he chuckled. Still retaining an iron like grip, Nightmare Freddy lifted her up, taking her feet off the floor and turned around. Taking Chica with him, he strolled down the empty aisle which was covered in pitch blackness, passing abandoned, overturned chairs which lay about in the dark. His three Freddy Heads sustained their grip on Chica, wrapping themselves around various parts of her body and keeping themselves still.
"Why…me?" Chica asked, struggling to breathe properly as the Nightmare did not loosen his hold on her airways.
"Why not…Bonnie, she's close…to Freddy?" Nightmare Freddy with his footsteps echoing whenever they hit the floor, turned to face her with a look of amusement and curiosity.
"So…you want Bonnie to suffer instead, what does that say about you Chica, families shouldn't wish ill on each other," he replied coolly.
He then chuckled to himself, as he sensed an opportunity. "Oh, I am so telling her that you said that."
Chica now regretted her words, the feeling of shame settled on her mind as they neared the altar. "Still you asked, do you want to know why I choose you over Bonnie, despite her importance to Freddy?" he asked, staring at her with calculating eyes. Chica slowly nodded, even although everything was pitch black, Nightmare Freddy could see her response and sensed her mood.
He then held up one finger to Chica's face and wiggled it at her. "Riddle me this, why kill one bird with one stone, when I can just take out two." He smiled at her, evident by eyes which glowed in the dark, narrowing into a smug like expression of pure delight.
To any outsider looking in, it was clear that he held all the cards.
Just as they reached the altar, although in the dark, it was hard to tell, Nightmare Freddy threw Chica in its direction. The three Freddy heads sensed the outcome and immediately unwrapped themselves free, flying off Chica into all directions as she was sent flying through the air.
Her back took the full force of the impact, slamming into the stone altar with a heavy thud, pain rippled up her spine, but thankfully it wasn't broken. The result left her breathing heavily as her nerves relayed waves of immense back pain, she didn't even react to when Nightmare Freddy's feet appeared in her field of vision.
Slowly he knelt on both knees and with one hand took hold of her chin, dark red pupils bore into dark green. "You are going to be the herald of what is to come for all of you, trust me…I am a man of my word."
He then slowly rose his other arm in the air, his claw like hand appeared to be illuminated in the darkness.
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"And I'm here to stay."
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Chica's breathing quicken the instant she knew what was about to happen. Yet what disturbed her the most were the red like strings slithering out of his eyes towards her like snakes.
Just remember Chica, this is your nightmare and there is no escaping it, not while I'm here," Nightmare Freddy snarled, now sounding very demonic in his tone.
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"I'm the villain."
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"Are you ready…."
Chica closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable.
"For Nightmare Freddy..."
Nightmare Freddy's claw came down and came down hard, but only one thought passed through Chica's mind.
"Foxy…help me!"
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"And the villain always wins when the hero's away..."
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Foxy rolled about in his sleep which for him wasn't something new.
"Mmm...Chica, would you...like to be...my pirate queen, we'll sail the oceans together...and hunt down...Blackbeard and claim... his gold as our own," he mumbled in his sleep, that too wasn't something new either, but rather a habit he had developed over time.
"Or if you prefer we could just lay down look up at the stars and...you know...do-"
"HOOOOO!" An owl shrieked outside, making Foxy jump right out of his sleep.
"What, what, what's happening?" He asked, flaying his hook around in a rather dazed state.
Then he realized that it was only an owl.
"Bloodily bastard dream wrecker, I was about to score," he cursed under his breath as his recognition of his surroundings slowly returned to him.
He turned to check the digital clock which lay on his bedside table. It read 12:45am, he had only been asleep for roughly four hours.
"12:45, I didn't think time could fly by so quickly in sleep," he muttered, trying to understand how time flowed in a dream.
He remembered Balloon Boy muttering something about how one's perception of time in a dream differed from time in real life, but that was a long time ago.
He turned to see Chica, resting peaceful next to him.
"Mmm, she doesn't seem to be bothered by the noise."
To be fair Chica had earned the reputation of being a rather deep sleeper.
Deciding that there wasn't much else to do at this time of night, Foxy proceeded to try and get back to sleep.
He was about to lay back down on the covers, when Chica rolled over with her back facing Foxy. Now understandably there wasn't anything wrong with that, but then she rolled over so she was now facing Foxy, only to return to her last position and then quickly switch back, tossing and turning, getting faster and faster with each new turn.
"Chica, hey Chica wake up," Foxy whispered in her ear, tapping her lightly on the shoulders, perhaps she was suffering from a nightmare of sorts, from his own experience they could get intense very quickly.
However, despite his attempts to wake her, Chica's eyes remained closed, as she flayed her arms and kicked her legs up, hitting nothing but empty air. Her facial expression became tense, something was clearly bothering her.
"Chica wake up, you're just having a bad dream, a nightmare!" Foxy exclaimed, shaking her by the shoulders.
But Chica remained asleep, not responding to Foxy's actions.
She continued to harsh her arms out in a mad fashion, but Foxy could see that something in her nightmare was obviously attacking her and causing her great distress.
But it was when she spoke that sent alarm bells ringing off in Foxy's head.
"GET OFF ME, STOP IT, YOUR HURTING ME, AAAAAAAAAA!"
"CHICA WAKE UP, PLEASE IT'S JUST A NIGHTMARE, YOUR SAFE!" Foxy shouted, trying to shake her awake, this was getting serious.
"HELPPPP MEEEE!" Chica screamed, as scratch marks suddenly appeared on her skin, looking very deep cut and bleeding fast. Then bite marks materialized on her arms and legs, causing her to shriek out in immense pain. "HOLY FUCK!" Foxy yelled, jumping back as Chica with her eyes still closed continued to fray herself around the bed.
"HANG ON, I'll GO AND GET HELP!" he yelled, turning as he launched himself off the bed, ran to the door and threw it wide open.
He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted with all his might.
"SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH CHICA!"
But Chica screamed even louder, waking up the entire house.
"HELPPPPP MEEEEEEE SOMEONEEEE PLEASEEEEEE, HE WON'T STOPPPPP!"
"He, whose he!" Foxy thought, turning to look at Chica, just seeing her rip herself to pieces was torture for him. Soon, there was the sound of multiple footsteps, as every door in the whole house was thrown open, as everyone in their panic scrambled down to Foxy's room. "WHAT HAPPENING, I HEARD SCREAMS?" Mike asked clearly worried, running whilst throwing on his nightgown in the process.
"What's wrong with Chica?" Toy Bonnie enquired hastily, her feet pounding the wooden floor broads as she pushed her way forward, desperate to know what was wrong as soon as possible.
"She's in here, she just started acting out her dreams, but for some reason I can't wake her!" Foxy exclaimed, stepping aside to let everyone else in. While they all crowed into the small bedroom, they saw that Chica, was sitting upright, as well as thrashing about on the bed and screaming her head off.
"PLEASE YOUR HURTING ME, LET ME GO!"
"What in the name of Scott Cawthon!" Mike asked, clearly shocked by Chica's irrational behaviour. Then Chica abruptly stopped and became still, crossing her legs. Her eyes remained still closed, her cries for help ceased.
"Chica...are you ok?" Toy Chica enquired, she stepped forward and poke her in the shoulder. Chica didn't reply, remaining physically still as rivers of blood run down her skin.
"Chica...are you awake?" Goldie questioned.
Again, no response.
"Can you hear us?" Balloon Boy asked.
There was a deathly silence.
Balloon Boy walked forward and waved his hand in front of Chica's face. Then without any warning her eyes shot open, except they weren't their normal green, but a fiery darkish red. She smirked and grabbed Balloon Boy by the throat, lifting him up as his legs frayed about in the air.
"C..h..i...c...a," he chocked, trying to shake himself free.
"I'm not Chica, little boy, I am Nightmare Freddy, your beloved little Chica is gone," Chica hissed, it wasn't in her sweet soothing voice, it sounded like a male's and was somewhat demonic. She then threw Balloon Boy back towards the others, knocking Toy Freddy, Springtrap and Jeremy to the floor as Balloon Boy landed on top of them.
"CHICA IS MINE YOU FOOLS!" She shouted, her head jerked left to the right, like she had no control.
"WHO ARE YOU, WHERE'S CHICA?" Foxy shouted, grabbing Chica by the shoulders.
"WHERE IS SHE!" He yelled, shaking her.
But Chica just laughed in his face, her firey red eyes staring down his angered expression.
"Oh, how brave, yet foolish, just what I excepted from the great Foxy the Pirate," she said smugly, although clearly in a mocking tone.
She smiled.
"Just to let you know Foxy, Chica is inside a nightmare, where I am currently beating her, she's quite a fighter when backed into a corner, I mean man, can she pull punches!"
"I won't let you hurt her monster, whoever you are, you hear!" Foxy stated, glaring into Chica's fiery red eyes. She tore herself free from his grasp and proceeding to twirl around the room much to everyone's surprise.
"Too late, there's nothing you can do for her," she sang. "Who is Nightmare Freddy?" Bonnie asked, looking directly at her.
"That's your name correct?"
Chica still dancing turned to face her. "Just ask Freddy...or the Puppet?" she replied, tilting her head with a demonic smile.
"Freddy?" Mangle asked, turning to face him as did everyone else.
"Why would Freddy know?"
"Yes Freddy, do tell them...about our little chat," said Chica, slowly moving towards Freddy, whose eyes darted about, trying to find support.
"Our chat where I found out everything I needed to know...and you didn't even tell them about me..." She pulled a sad face and clutched her chest, as she continued to twirl like a ballerina.
"I'm hurt...so much, obviously, our encounter wasn't important enough to be mentioned."
"I killed you, I threw a knife into your chest and you shattered like glass," Freddy argued, not wanting to believe the scene before him.
Chica hummed to herself as she twirled towards him, her eyes were a dark red that burned like a bonfire. "Yes…your right, but I merely set up a projection, your knife never really hit me…I faked it Freddy…the whole thing."
Freddy's eyes widen with the realization of what was happening which only served to make Chica's smile even bigger. "But still you could have told them about it, a strange dream, one which felt very real, surely you didn't think that I was merely nothing."
She giggled humorously, although her laugh brought no joy.
"I mean with all that's happened to you over the years, the ghost children, possession and the hauntings, yet somehow I'm just an ordinary thing that appears in a dream occasionally."
She just loved his shocked expression.
"You fell right into my trap…I mean it was a huge gamble I was taking, but still…I never knew that you were so out of touch…tsk, tsk, tsk, you're getting old Freddy."
Then she threw her hands up and laughed.
"Oh, by the way, thanks for giving me endless access to all your friends, their safety must be really low on your list of priories."
"Are you real?" Freddy asked, as Chica came to a stop before him. "Of course, I'm real Freddy, with the exception of Toy Freddy and Goldie here, I'm your counter opposite, I met you in a nightmare, scanned your mind, explored your deepest thoughts and..."
She glanced over at Bonnie.
"Deepest desires."
"The truth is Freddy, because you failed to warn the others, I was able to enter the Puppet's mind and 'ask' her a few questions, Chica's suffering however is your punishment and the price for your inaction and I love it!" Chica exclaimed, laughing.
"Freddy, what is he or 'she' talking about?" Toy Chica inquired, sounding very confused, unable to decide the person's gender.
"Inaction?" Toy Bonnie asked sounding surpised and raising her eyebrows.
"He's put you all in danger, he's let you all down, I bring nightmares and you'll never be free of me," Chica stated, grinning, looking from one face to the next.
"Wait, Freddy knows you!" Mike exclaimed, now jumping in.
"Of course, he does Mike, he's known about me since our meeting on your airship, which is an impressive achievement, if I must say so myself," Chica replied, giving Mike a bow to which the man raised his eyebrows in confusion as to how to react to the gesture.
She then looked back at everyone else.
"Let me guess, your all properly thinking why didn't Freddy tell you about me?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips.
She then looked down at her body, shaking her hips from side to side.
"My God, I thought it would be hard to walk as a female, but these hips don't lie on their flexibility." She then looked around at the rivers of blood that ran down her arms and chest, along with all the bite marks that decorated her body.
Then she turned to face Freddy, faking distress.
"She's bleeding Freddy...she is bleeding so badly, I don't think she can live for much longer with amount of blood loss, oh she is screaming, her mind is breaking, oh I must thank you for letting me get this far, because this is heaven," she moaned, amidst the appearance of new cuts and bruises from which blood emerged.
She stared deep into his eyes, standing on her tippy toes to be at eye level.
"Can you see me?" She asked, now her tone was serious, demanding attention.
"Look closely…"
Freddy leaned in, he could see something in her pupils. It was Nightmare Freddy in all his glory staring back at him, smiling with that psychotic smile of his.
"Yes, I can see you," Freddy replied, but it was barely a whisper.
"You know, someone who you share a bad history with told me to tell you this."
Chica reached over and whispered in his ear.
"You. can't. save. her. you. couldn't. even. save. them...you know who I refer to."
Then Balloon Boy stepped forward with narrowed eyes, clearly, he'd had enough of this charade.
"Release Chica...now," he demanded, raising his fists.
"Ha, you're a brave little one, has the discovery of love made you strong all of a sudden, because if I remember what Vincent told me, your quite oblivious to things," Chica replied, patting Balloon Boy on the head. "Oh yes, and while I do remember this, Bonnie, Chica did tell me that she wished it was you I went after instead of her."
Chica turned to square eyes with Bonnie and smiled, but it wasn't her smile.
"Think about that, clearly she sees you as something below her despite having known you since the eighties."
She sighed triumphantly as she spun round to meet Foxy, their eyes locked, staring each other down.
"Besides Chica is mine now, there's nothing you can do, until I've finished with her and who knows Foxy…"
"I might just beat you to the wedding bed tonight!" she giggled insanely clearly hinting at things to come.
Her words were like the launch lever for an atomic bomb as Foxy exploded uncontrollably, by smacking Chica across the face and knocked her to the floor. "FOXY!" Mike shouted, grabbing him firmly by the shoulders.
"RESTRAIN YOURSELF MAN!"
"Yes, hurt her, you do the outside, I'll do the inside and maybe we'll meet somewhere in the middle!" Chica gloated, her eyes gleaming with delight as she steadily picked herself up off the floor.
"How do we stop this?" Bonnie asked, edger to reverse this somehow. "You can't stop it," Chica roared, her voice now sounding more demonic as she bathed in the supremacy of her position.
"If you try to kill me, then you kill her!"
Then an idea clicked in Goldie's head, it was a gamble, but what choice did they currently have.
"Quick restrain her, I have an idea."
Quickly Chica was seized upon by Toy Freddy and Mangle who forced her down onto the bed and pinned her there. "NO, RELEASE ME YOU FOOLS OR I'LL KILL HER AND IT WON'T BE QUICK!" Chica screamed, fighting back, her demonic eyes glowed evermore brightly.
Goldie reached out with his hands.
"Goldie, what's your idea?" Jeremy asked, edger to know, but also wary of whatever risks it may bring.
"And please tell me it's a good one."
"She's clearly possessed, this 'Nightmare Freddy' is controlling her body, I might be able to enter her mind and free her," he replied, putting his hands on both sides of Chica's head.
"FOOLS, YOU CAN'T SAVE HER!"
"It's worth trying, monster," Mangle hissed, tightening her grip on Chica's arm so she couldn't attempt to free herself. "If you can do that, then let me come with you?" Foxy asked, his eyes narrowed.
"I suddenly have a score to settle."
"Grab onto my shoulders tightly, you'll be in for a ride," Goldie instructed.
Foxy did so.
"Have you ever done this kind of thing before Goldie?" Springtrap asked, watching as Chica struggled with Mangle and Toy Freddy, never giving up on her effort to free herself. "A few times, not all were successful though," Goldie replied, summoning up all of his mental strength.
"I'll do the best I can, just keep her restrained and don't disturb me or Foxy, just watch," he ordered, to which the others all nodded in response.
Bonnie glared at Chica, although it was rather at the 'thing' possessing her.
"Best of luck to you both," she stated. "Give this bastard a kick up the arse," Mike cheered, to which Foxy grinned in response.
"Will do."
"3," said Goldie starting the countdown, as he tighten his grip on Chica's head.
"2," Foxy felt a sudden wave of dizziness wash over him.
"1," then they both blacked out.
Foxy could only see darkness, pitch darkness, he could still feel his hands on Goldie's shoulders.
"Expect a bright flash of white light and then we'll arrive in Chica's dream, whatever it is she's dreaming of," said Goldie, somewhere in front of him. "Right, then we'll find this bastard and kill him," Foxy replied through gritted teeth. "Hopefully yes," Goldie answered, also sounding joyful at the prospect.
Suddenly there was a flash of bright white light, which hurt their eyes, luckily it was only for a few seconds. Upon fading away, they saw a lone church surrounded by countryside for miles on round. "Down there, she and 'he' will be in the church, it's the only dominant feature in this dream," said Goldie, pointing towards it as they glided down.
No sooner had they landed, Foxy raced towards the church and slammed himself against the large oak wooden doors. Needless to say, he failed massively, as the doors rattled but remained shut.
"Let me try, he's properly locked them shut with some form of magic," Goldie stated, rushing up behind Foxy.
He placed his hands on the doors and muttered something under his breath. "Come on Goldie, she's inside," Foxy insisted, ever desperate to get in.
Goldie ignored him and continued to mutter to himself.
The doors glowed white, followed by the sound of them unlocking.
Goldie raised his head
"NOW!"
Foxy kicked the doors wide open, determined to rush inside and scoop Chica up in his arms, while Goldie aimed to deliver a punch to this Nightmare Freddy's face.
But what they both saw, shocked them to the core.
Before the high altar was Nightmare Freddy, cradling a bloodied, half dead looking Chica, who was lying on the stone floor. From what they could both see she was withering about in complete agony as Nightmare Freddy pushed his hands into her head. All the while, red streams or strings appeared to flow out of his dark red eyes into Chica's green, diluting them.
So that was how he controlled her.
His Freddy heads slithered about on the floor, circling them, forming a protective ring.
If there was anything else to notice it was that their fangs were covered in blood...Chica's blood.
Nightmare Freddy's claws were equally draped in blood as were his teeth, he appeared to be smiling, as Chica groaned in pain, her body was constantly twitching as her nerves were in overdrive. Her wedding dress had been torn to shreds, leaving her in only her underwear and bra...she looked so vulnerable.
All that Goldie could say was.
"Oh...my…God."
Foxy meanwhile said absolutely nothing, he narrowed his eyes and raised his hook.
He raced forward like a bullet, proceeding to leap over the Freddy heads and smacked right into Nightmare Freddy sending him into a stone column with the Nightmare flying into it first before Foxy impacted in from behind. He tore at him with his hook, removing all of his moral restraints as he slashed at his face and banged his head against the column with all his might.
He was pissed and rightfully so.
With Foxy having Nightmare Freddy distracted, Goldie ran forward towards Chica, using his mental strength, he raised his hand, lifting all three Freddy heads up into the air and then threw them against the far wall of the church.
The impact stunned them, knocking them out cold before they even hit the floor. "Chica?" He asked, kneeling down beside her, concern for her wellbeing dominated his mind.
"Please for the love of God, tell me that you're alive."
Slowly her eyes opened, revealing two green pupils.
"Gol...die?" She asked, trying to make out the blurred the figure leaning over her. "Shhh, it's me and Foxy, we're here now," he answered, slowly picking her up, allowing her to warp her arms around his shoulders. He had to be carefully, she had cuts, marks and scratches all over her body, so she was very fragile.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, he knew it was dumb question, considering the current circumstances, but he did it out of habit. "I've been better," she mumbled, a cute attempt at humour, Goldie couldn't help but smile.
She then looked around with her eyes darting about in all directions.
"Foxy, where's Foxy?" She asked, her voice was undeniably weak.
"Oh he's-"
Before Goldie could answer, Foxy was thrown backwards, passing Goldie and Chica on the way, before landing on the floor nearby with a and Chica's eyes flickered over to see Nightmare Freddy walk forward, dusting himself clean.
Instantly Chica tighten her grip onto Goldie's shoulders, he could read the fear in her eyes. Yet the damage delivered to Nightmare Freddy by Foxy was clear to see.
His face bore many scratches, not mention that he was bleeding in some places
His fangs looked dented as if someone had taken the time to bend them.
Slowly he felt his face with his claws and then reached inside his mouth, painfully bending a fang back into place.
His eyes widen upon seeing the newcomers.
"My...my…my...what have we got here, Golden Freddy and the Great Foxy the Pirate, I'm flattered to finally meet you both in person," he said smiling.
He approached them, his intent was obvious, a full-on attack. "Leave us, you are now outnumbered," Goldie hissed, gripping Chica, making her feel a bit more secure.
Nightmare Freddy just laughed, throwing his head back.
"Ha, you've clearly underestimated me!"
"Do you really think ordering me around is going to somehow work." Foxy meanwhile picked himself up and joined alongside Goldie. "I am very powerful, especially in dreams as my name suggests, for starters I can make it rain." He clapped his hands and suddenly thunder echoed overhead, as rain drops started falling even though they were inside a roofed stone church.
"I can take us into space."
He clicked his fingers and then the whole church just vanished to be replaced with the sun, the Earth and all other planets of the solar system floating around in the vast darkness of space. This left Goldie, Chica and Foxy drifting about in the endless vacuum, yet for some reason, they could still breathe.
"Or if you like and this is my specialty, I can take you to the depths of your terror, make your fears real and have them..."
He giggled like a child, his dark red eyes displaying a vicious inner nature.
"Kill you...and not in a nice way."
He clicked his fingers, returning everyone back to the church. Foxy and Goldie only just landed safely on their own two feet, with Goldie making dam sure that he didn't drop Chica in the process.
Quickly he handed her over to Foxy.
"Take her, I'll deal with him."
"Are you sure you can take him?" Foxy asked, eyeing up Nightmare Freddy.
"Trust me, as powerful as he is, he can't focus on both of us, I'll distract him, you take Chica and go," Goldie ordered.
Foxy smiled, it was worth a shot.
"Good luck, give him a kicking for me, and make it hurt!"
"Foxy?" Chica asked, instantly recognizing his voice. She reached out with her twisted arm, as her blood shot eyes desperately try to clear her vision. "I am here lassie, I'm here," Foxy replied, taking hold of her hand.
He smiled, she looked so fragile...like a child.
But Nightmare Freddy guessed what they were thinking.
"Leaving so soon, oh no no no, I can't have that, the wedding cake has barely been cut," he sighed sarcastically. He then threw up his arms, creating a stone wall which appeared behind the trio.
"You're going nowhere…not with her!"
"Well you aren't!" Goldie remarked with narrowed eyes. Within an instant, he leapt at Nightmare Freddy, knocking him right off his feet, and destroying his concentration, which made the stone wall collapse into a pile of rubble. As Goldie landed punch after punch on Nightmare Freddy, the latter clicked his fingers.
His two Freddy heads which had been since knocked out by Goldie and lay on the far side of the church, suddenly awoke and rushed over towards Foxy. He turned and raced towards the church entrance, with the Freddy heads snapping at his heels with their fangs.
"Foxy...look out," Chica groaned, as one Freddy head leapt up, aiming to sink its teeth into Foxy's shoulder.
"Hang on, lassie!" He cried, turning round and smacking it aside with his free hand, the other Freddy head jumped up and would have bitten Foxy's arm, but Chica, although still weak, kicked it away with her foot.
"Nice one Chica, me thinks a promotion is in order," Foxy said, smiling at Chica, who returned with a smile of her own.
The church entrance started to glow white, the exit.
"Almost there lassie, just hold on for a bit longer!" Foxy exclaimed, running toward it as fast as his legs would carry them. Goldie meanwhile grabbed Nightmare Freddy's arm and twisted it, causing his opponent to hiss in pain. "I hope that hurts you bastard!" Goldie growled as he held Nightmare Freddy upwards by the throat.
Nightmare Freddy just smiled, before delivering a solid kick to Goldie's stomach, causing him to let go. Nightmare Freddy then grabbed Goldie by the head and head-butted him, knocking him with more than enough force to knock him out cold.
As Goldie fell to the floor, Nightmare Freddy turned and saw Foxy and Chica nearing the church entrance.
"Not this time," he hissed.
He then teleported, reappearing before the couple, he timed his reappearance so when he appeared before them, he could smack Foxy right in the face. He did, resulting in Foxy falling to the floor, Chica also fell, landing nearby.
She wasn't knocked out and instantly proceeded to crawl towards Foxy. "Foxy...Foxy?" She called, reaching out with her badly mauled hands.
Then Nightmare Freddy brought his foot down on Chica's hand, crushing it and making her scream. "Well my dear, let's move onto stage two, shall we?" He smirked, towering above her. He reached down to grab her…only for Foxy crash into him, sending him to the floor.
Yet within a matter of seconds he was back on his feet.
Foxy rose, quick enough to meet the challenge, his hook blocking one of Nightmare Freddy's claws.
Foxy then kicked him hard in the gut, forcing him back and then within the blink of an eye there was a flash of his claws and...
"FOXY!"
Foxy gripped his left shoulder, there was a flesh tear on it, out of which blood spilled.
"Does that hurt?" Nightmare Freddy asked, sneering.
He smacked him hard in the ribs, making Foxy stumbled backwards.
"I can always make it worse."
Nightmare Freddy grabbed him by the throat and pushed him back up against a pillar, cutting into his airways.
Yet Foxy wasn't going to take it, as he proceeded to deliver to Nightmare Freddy a headbutt of his own. Now out of his grasp, he leapt up and kicked him in the chest with enough force to make the Nightmare fall backwards onto the floor.
Within an instant Foxy was beside Chica, aiming to protect her. "How are you doing Chica?" he asked, briefly turning over to face her. "I'm good so far," she muttered, although she was clearly still weak. Foxy then returned to Nightmare Freddy, only to find that the Nightmare wasn't there anymore.
He was about to ask the question of where he was when he felt something hit in the back of the head.
Foxy fell to his knees and then to the floor.
Chica's eyes widen once she realised what just happened. She turned over to see Nightmare Freddy, bearing over her with a piece of rubble in his hand.
He looked angry to say the least.
Chica was about to scream, when a claw came down and grabbed her by the throat, cutting her off.
Slowly she was lifted up until they were about eye level.
"Hang about we cut into your neck and see how much blood you spill," he hissed. Chica's response was using her remaining strength to smack him across the face with her free fist.
Nightmare Freddy quickly recovered, he raised his claw to his nose…he felt something wet…blood.
He started to growl like an enraged animal, slowly his mouth opened, revealing a fine row of sharp teeth, Chica struggled to break free as she knew what was coming. Then before he could even lash forward, something grabbed him by the collar of his suit as he was suddenly lifted upwards, making him let go of Chica, who fell back to the floor.
He turned to see a very angry Foxy, holding him up by his hook.
"So, you're tougher than you look," he muttered plainly.
"GET AWAY FROM HER YOU BASTARD!" Foxy shouted, before smacking his fist into Nightmare Freddy's face, blood flew in all directions.
Foxy then threw Nightmare Freddy straight into one of church's pillars, it shattered upon impact. Goldie then pulled himself upright out of the rubble, having only just recovered from being knocked out and teleported beside Chica, helping her up.
"Go now, I'll finish him," he said, glancing over to where Nightmare Freddy lay, groaning in agony. Foxy picked Chica back up and ran to the church entrance, he leapt through it with Chica in his arms, vanishing completely. "No!" Nightmare Freddy shouted, sitting upright, as Goldie approached.
He smacked Nightmare Freddy across the face, which was bleeding enough as it was and pressed his foot down on Nightmare Freddy's chest, pushing him onto the floor and pinning him in place. "Now...you talk!" Goldie hissed, his dark red eyes narrowed, locking with that of Nightmare Freddy's, who try to wiggle free.
"Just who are you?" Goldie asked, his tone and expression now all stern and serrious.
"Nightmare Freddy, I am the greatest Freddy there ever was."
"You're also clearly a sadist and a psychopath, I guess Vincent made you," Goldie replied, pressing his foot further down onto his opponent's chest. "He made...all four of us...real," Nightmare Freddy hissed, his answer made Goldie's eyes twitch. "I have wondered what secrets lie in your head, Goldie, what knowledge do you have with being so old?" Nightmare Freddy asked.
He smiled, trying to break free of Goldie grip, but to no avail.
Goldie with one arm, pinned Nightmare Freddy's arms to the floor and with the other, he placed it on Nightmare Freddy's head. Instantly blue streams flowed out of Goldie's eyes and into the eyes of Nightmare Freddy. "Let's see who you really are?" Goldie questioned, as he searched his enemy's mind.
Nightmare Freddy appeared to offer no resistance as Goldie worked his way through the mental maze. However, it was a twisted maze, mad, brutal, and animalistic, but most of all it was constantly shifting, not to mention being insane beyond recognition.
Then he scanned his memories.
He saw Vincent injecting various chemicals into an unconscious Nightmare Freddy. "So, this is how you were created," Goldie stated, watching intently.
"Well...that's half the story," Nightmare Freddy sneered.
Goldie continued filtered his way through Nightmare Freddy's messed up mind. He saw Nightmare Freddy torture Freddy, then the Puppet and finally his savage beating of Chica. Yet then he picked up something familiar, something at the back of Nightmare Freddy's memories, someone who he once knew…someone crying.
"You're a monster, you deserve no place in this world," he muttered, shocked by the level of brutality that Nightmare Freddy was inflicting on the people he loved. "Oh, but I do deserve a place in this world Goldie, and if I can do this much damage, then just imagine what four or even five can do!" Nightmare Freddy exclaimed.
"IMAGINE THE CHAOS, IMAGINE THE WHOLE WORLD BURNING!"
Then without any warning, Goldie was forced back out of Nightmare Freddy's mind and into his own. Nightmare head-butted Goldie, broke free of his grip and punch him backwards into another stone pillar. He then grabbed Goldie by the throat and started to choke him, the madness in his eyes grew, as he tighten his hold ever more.
"YES YES, STRUGGLE, FIGHT, BUT IT'LL DO YOU NO GOOD AS THE LIGHT FADES AWAY FROM YOUR EYES!" He laughed. Goldie gasped for breath, flaying his arms around, trying to grab onto anything. By a stroke of luck, he picked up a piece of stone from one of the many destroyed pillars.
He almost brought it against Nightmare Freddy's head, but he grabbed his arm and bashed it against the floor, pinning it in place. "Enough, time to see what secrets you hold," said Nightmare Freddy, grabbing Goldie's head.
Red streams poured out of his eyes and into Goldie's.
What he found...was a gold mine of secrets...dark secrets.
"Oh…my…God, you have seen so much and yet I sense guilt, lots and lots of guilt...but why one must asked, let's find out," Nightmare Freddy hissed, smiling as Goldie withered about in pain.
"NO, GET OUT!" He screamed.
"No, there's much for me to explore," Nightmare Freddy answered, increasing the pressure on Goldie's head.
He followed his streams through Goldie's mind, his guilt was a beacon and Nightmare Freddy was drawn to it.
"Wow, you really did stab Springtrap in the back, just listen to his screams, he's participially begging you and your just standing there with your back to him...oh you've done such a bad thing Goldie, that's low even by my standards," he stated, replaying scenes from Goldie's memories.
"I KNOW, BUT I'LL FIX IT!" Goldie shouted, trying to resist.
"You lied to the others about your origins, you abandoned him...all alone for more than a quarter of a century, left in the dark, you must hate yourself?" Nightmare Freddy questioned, digging deeper and deeper into Goldie's head. "PLEASE...STOP!" Goldie pleaded, the agony was quickly becoming unbearable.
"No...I'll perform my specialty instead," Nightmare Freddy replied, smirking. He clicked his fingers, when he did, the church suddenly became dark as the light outside faded away and then Goldie saw what he feared the most.
Springtrap rose out of the ground nearby and approached him.
"Why did you betray me Goldie, why?" He asked, his expression was one of sadness.
"I didn't mean to, I was just as shocked as you were, I didn't want to believe in what had just happened," Goldie answered. "But you left me, you didn't do anything as I was dragged away, you were my family...my only family and you tossed me aside," Springtrap muttered, he looked hurt and betrayed.
"No, I had my reasons, I'm sorry for all the pain I caused for you Spring, but I didn't mean to hurt you," Goldie replied, a lump was forming in his throat.
"Lair, you left me to rot for thirty seven years, you lied to everyone to protect yourself, Fredbear would be disgusted if he knew what his favorite performer did to his co-worker," Springtrap hissed, clenching his fists, as his eyes narrowed. "I didn't know what would happen, I didn't know you would break down, I'm truly sorry Spring, I'll make up for it in anyway I can," Goldie begged, his eyes on the verge of tears.
Springtrap glared at him, his expression was one of rage and emotional pain.
"But you're not Spring, your just me shouting back at me," Goldie muttered, acknowledging that the Springtrap he was seeing was a reflection of his own guilt. Nightmare Freddy chucked, he clicked his fingers, making Springtrap disappear.
"Yes, that is true, but you know what you did back in 1979, you didn't help him and I bet Springtrap has questions that need answering and you hold the answers to those questions," he leaned in, so close that their lips could touch.
"You cannot outrun the past Goldie, it's about to catch up with you, in fact it's towering over you, you know what will happen, Springtrap will hate you for it, the others will too and I'll make a guess that you never told them about it."
Goldie's eyes widen, which confirmed Nightmare Freddy's assumptions.
"I would gladly pull down the curtain and reveal to everyone what you did, who you really are, they'll be in for a shock and Springtrap will never forgive you...never," he hissed.
Then a question popped into his head.
"Do you remember the Bite of 1983, the crying child, his screams for help as you dug your teeth into his skull, into his brain?" He asked calmly. "Yes…how could I forget," Goldie answered, trying to fight unpleasant memories that were racing towards the surface.
"Did you ever tell the others?" Nightmare Freddy asked, as he continued to strangle Goldie.
But Goldie didn't answer back, making Nightmare Freddy's eyes glow with interest.
"Ohhhh, you'll soon be in for it now, when they find out what you did to that poor innocent little boy."
He leaned in and whispered in Goldie's ear.
"They'll shut you out forever, rule number one of Fazbear's, don't harm the children."
Goldie growled at Nightmare Freddy's inaccurate readings of his family. "You don't know me, you don't know Spring, you don't know shit about my family and even if you have read their minds, you still know nothing!" Goldie hissed, his eyes narrowed in a portrayal of his rage.
"Now would you kindly get off of me?" He asked.
"Mmmm...no," Nightmare Freddy answered, smiling rather smugly. "Fine, have it your way," Goldie replied, his eyes narrowed, as his muscles tensed.
Then Nightmare Freddy noticed something…rather odd.
"Wait are his hands...glowing?"
Then Goldie, appeared to unleash a massive whitish blue ball of energy.
"Oh shit!"
Everything happened so fast, Nightmare Freddy was suddenly thrown backwards, his mental concentration with Goldie's mind was broken, as he was sent flying into one of the stained glass windows of the church.
He smashed right through them, scratching himself with fragments of broken coloured glass, before landing outside on the grass with a deafening thud. He looked up to see Goldie fly through the shattered window and land nearby, he sure looked pissed as hell. Nightmare Freddy was now wary of this new power, Chica and Foxy were long gone and he had taken quite a beating as a result, and there was no longer any real reason to continue fighting.
He leapt up into the air as Goldie approached and flew off out of the dream. "He who flees today, lives to fight another day," he muttered under his breath. He looked back to see Goldie chasing him, raw anger was written all over his face.
"Oh yeah, I forget he was the most mentally capable out of the entire family."
Nightmare Freddy flew out of the house and away from Chicago, heading back to the Pizzeria. Goldie continued to follow him, determined not to let him escape, not after all the pain and misery he had caused. Nightmare Freddy turned round briefly to zap Goldie with lighting, something which he was never excepting but he managed by dodging his attempts.
In fact, he was able to redirect some of the lighting back onto Nightmare Freddy, which caused him to start plummeting towards the ground, before regaining his focus.
"I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU FEAR DEATH ITSELF!" Goldie's screamed, increasing his speed. The gap between the two was decreasing fast as Nightmare Freddy neared the Pizzeria. It was then he turned round and threw a full hell storm of lighting at Goldie…only for him to reflect it back, the full impact, struck Nightmare Freddy right in the chest, sending him flying backwards straight through the double doors of the Pizzeria.
Goldie landed and rushed inside, just as Nightmare Freddy was picking himself back up.
"You do know that if I'm here attacking you guys, then that means Vincent is somewhere else and who knows what he's got planned," Nightmare Freddy stated, smiling at Goldie's determination. "Well you aren't going anywhere that's for sure," he replied, ready to pounce.
Nightmare Freddy just chuckled somehow amused by Goldie's words.
"Of course, not…I'm not even really here, but don't worry Goldie, you'll soon catch up, oh by the way, you may want to head back now, I think all hell is about to break loose."
Goldie ignored his smug claim to immortality, narrowing his hate filled eyes and leapt forward, aiming to deliver a solid punch to his enemy's face.
"STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FAMILY!"
Expect his fist never made contact with Nightmare Freddy, as he vanished into thin air right before his very eyes.
"WHAT, NO, HE CAN'T JUST LEAVE, THAT FUCKING COWARD, SERVANT LIKE MASTER, HE AND VINCENT ARE THE SAME!"
However, he suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion pass through his body, as his vision became hazy, he knew he needed to wake up and return to the others.
"Must...protect...family," he muttered before falling into unconsciousness, as the dream world gave way to reality.
I got the inspiration for the final scene between Goldie and NF from Avengers Age of Ultron, when Stark is about to destroy Ultron's first body, but Ultron merely states that he is everywhere and that the Green Hulk is about to go on a rampage.
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