Chapter 10- Wounds that Can't Heal

"MURDERER! SHE'S THE ONE! SHE KILLED US ALL!" Fred said angrily. Andrea sighed, sitting down on the floor with her face hidden in her hands. Graham paced the floor diligently, looking up at the ceiling. He was counting the tiles. Freddy tried calming Fred down.

"She'll be back soon Fred… I just can't believe it… she didn't seem like that kind of person…" Freddy said, looking at the ground. "I guess you have to watch out for the quiet ones! Oh man, this just makes me angry!"

"That Fox is with her! Either that or she's using him… that "weak little girl" acting of her's was really convincing. I mean, she is so much smaller than us, and about the same age, yet she was the one that did this to us! Her, of all people…" Fred said with a quick huff. He crossed his arms, looking to the others expectantly. "What do we do?"

"Well… they have to come back here eventually, right? Where else could she go?" Chica said. Bonnie answered, his voice portraying his annoyance.

"We have no idea what this place is, nor what kind of rooms or hiding places it could have. I mean, Freddy's been complaining about that gold bear a lot, and we haven't seen hide nor tail from her since day one! So clearly, there are plenty of places for her and Foxy to hide. We need to find her, I think… Graham, what on Earth are you doing?"

"SHUT UP OR I'LL LOSE COUNT!" Graham warned. Bonnie sighed, shutting his trap.

"Um, ok. Well, Bonnie, you should stay here and deal with… him, and Me and Chica will go and look for Foxy and Claire." Freddy said. Bonnie nodded, sitting down in place, watching Graham pace and count. He found it somewhat amusing, past it's general annoying nature.

"What about me and Fred?" Andrea said. Freddy sighed, Chica answering for him.

"We want to do this for you guys, just sit back and figure some of your business out, we know you guys have a lot of issues to work out-" She motioned at Graham "-Maybe find out what really happened, and Freddy and I will work this issue out. Alright?" Chica said.

"Alright… be safe…" Andrea said. Chica and Freddy left before Fred could complain, though Freddy patted his head before shooting out.

"Later little bear!"

"Don't call me that! I already told you!"

Freddy and Chica lightly closed the door behind themselves. "Whew… glad they stayed behind, I hate it when the take over our bodies. It's so… strange. And when they get mad enough to do it, they stay in them all night… we have some work to do. Ok, let's split up, I'll check there" He pointed towards the party room "And you check this hallway and the bathrooms, ok?" Freddy said. Chica nodded, doing as he suggested. "Oh, and if there is a security guard still here, be careful. We don't know what he could do to us."

"Uh, sure Freddy." Chica said, starting down the hall with a distasteful expression. Freddy went his way, trudging as fast as he could.

"This better not take too long… I don't feel like walking around… my leg might give out again." Freddy grumbled. He looked around the corner, checking for the toys. Only the blue rabbit was missing, and the other two seemed immobile. He remembered that it was the bunny that he saw first, which was ironic, considering the animal he was built to imitate. Incidentally, an interesting musical rhythm caught his attention. It was a sweet tone, brightening up his mood exceptionally. However, it was immensely creepy, mainly because he was unsure of the reason why there was such a sweet melody playing in the middle of the night. It was off putting.

"Where is your child… bear" Someone whispered in his ear. Freddy jumped, turning quickly, only to find empty, quiet space. His endoskeleton shook, and his ears and tiny tail stood on end. He shuffled towards the noise, it's melody slowly getting louder.

Thum Thum Thum

His gears twisted faster, his head darting around for anyone that may sneak up on him. The music got even louder, now at more of a quiet whisper than a near silent murmur.

Thum Thum Thum Thum

He approached a corner, a large gift box standing alone next to a shelf, a counter, and many plush mascots. He saw himself, somewhat lifted by it's cute appearance. It was clear to him that the music box was around there. And it was mostly unsettling. The air had a very dark feeling, and his fur crawled and bunched up.

Thum Thum Thum

"Where is your child bear! Where is he?" The voice said again. This time, Freddy heard it from the box. He walked over to it slowly, unsure of it's contents. Finally next to it, he pulled the top off slowly, peering inside. From within the box, a black and white figure jumped out at him, pinning him to the ground. "Where is your child?"

"W-what? You! Y-you're that thing! That thing that I saw the day I woke up!" Freddy said. He narrowed his eyes. He wore a mask, purple streaks running his rosy cheeked, permanently smiling face. "G-Get off me! You have a lot of explaining to do!"

"Fine… if you won't bring the child, then I'll make him come." He said. Just as he did, Fred stuck his head out from behind Freddy. His head swayed a bit, like he was disoriented. "Good, ok" The puppet-like creature said. Freddy fell over, surprising Fred. "I don't need him right now anyway… I just needed him to bring you to me." The puppet said. Fred stood back, looking at the Puppet with a scowl.

"Who are you? What did you do to Freddy!?" Fred said angrily. The puppet walked over to the boy, putting his arm on his shoulder.

"I want to tell you a secret, ok? I mean no harm…" He said. Fred seemed unconvinced.

"What are you going to do to me?" Fred asked.

"Shh… I'm not going to do anything bad, I'm helping you… honestly… Please just-"

"No! I don't trust you! Freddy was my friend… and you just…"

"Calm down! Look, he's fine, he's just… sleeping. Now. I need to tell you something. I already told your friend, Claire…"

"She's no friend of mine…" Fred grumbled. The puppet made no evidence that he acknowledged this in his face.

"She knows… and soon you will. As you know, you were once alive; however, you were murdered by… a man. He left you in the back, five of you-"

"Five?" Fred said. His eyes widened "Anna?"

The puppet ignored his comment "I was the one that put you in those suits, I was the one that made you posses the suits, now, since you are technically not under my control, since you soul is only attached to the suit, I will make you possess the suit. I know you did it before, but that was only a temporary. This will be permanent. And this way, I can better use the suits to get revenge… for me and for you…"

"Um… do I get a say in this?! You're going to put my soul in him!? Please don't… I want to be free…" Fred said. The puppet, shifted, taking his arm off his shoulder.

"I can't… sorry… but I have to do this... " He said. Tightly wrapping his arms around Fred.

"Let go of me! Le'go!" Fred cried out. The puppet slammed his body into Freddy, the puppet's body flaring up like a blue flame. Tears flowed from Fred's face, his cries of pain followed by pure silence.

"Sorry… but I need you." The puppet said. Standing up from Freddy, he walked over to the counter, pulling Foxy out from behind it. "Claire… you and Fred are going to wake up a bit different that before… you may be confused… you probably hate me too… but this is something I need to do… it's for you guys. I know this sounds funny, and I know you can't hear me, but I'm protecting you… I'll get the man that did this to you… and I'll keep you guys as happy as I can." The puppet sighed, looking at the other end of the room. "I've run out of energy for now… I need to rest… then I'll help those siblings…. then… then I'll help you sister Fred… or Freddy… maybe for good measure… I'll wipe your memory…? I mean… what if you tell the others? I don't want them to panic... " The puppet touched Foxy and Freddy's heads, his hands glowing blue again. "Sorry… but this is for your safety… Man, I need to rest…" The puppet said, crawling back into his box.

About an hour afterwards, Bonnie and Chica sat in the parts and service room, looking at each other from across the room. Both of them sighed. Bonnie looked over at Graham. He had finished counting the tiles on the ceiling, but directly afterward he started to organize the shelf behind them. Andrea was asleep, lying on Chica silently dreaming. Both Chica and Bonnie struggled to keep their cool as they waited for Freddy to return, hopefully with Claire.

Do… do you think he found her yet? You think she left?" Chica asked.

"I sure hope so… but… I have this weird feeling. Do you think we should look for them? Like, to see if Freddy is ok…" Bonnie said. Chica nodded slowly, gently lying Andrea on the ground and leaving quietly so Graham wouldn't notice them leaving.

"Wait, you are not going to leave me and Andrea behind!" Graham said. Bonnie grumbled while Graham woke up Andrea quickly. "Come on… we have to find- hey!" Graham said. He saw the empty doorway, grumbling silently. "Fine, come on Andrea, let's go catch up!"

"Yeah…" Andrea muttered, rubbing her eyes.

"Hey! Guys!" Graham said, holding Andrea's hand. He ran up to Bonnie and Chica, both of which sighed, continuing down the hallway that Freddy went down.

"Om my gosh! Freddy!" Chica said, her voice shaky. Freddy limped down the hallway. He held up a hand to his head, and his face appeared pained.

"Freddy! Are you ok?" Bonnie asked, touching his shoulder. Freddy's eyes flew open, and he shoved his arm away.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" He screamed. Bonnie pulled his arm back, looking curiously at him.

"F-Freddy?" He said curiously. "Are you alright?"

"MAKE IT STOP!" Freddy cried, falling in his arms. Bonnie caught him, looking at him with a worried expression. "I CAN'T TAKE IT!"

"What?! What are you talking about!" Bonnie asked, trying to calm down the large bear.

"He's crying… and screaming… he's crying… he's so loud… MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE OH GOD PLEASE HELP ME!" Freddy cried loudly. Bonnie and Chica looked at each other with a surprised expression.

"umm… what are you talking about Freddy?" Bonnie said curiously. Freddy shoved him away, holding himself with violent tugs on his fur.

"Oh… god… stop… crying… oh god oh my… why is he sad? W-W-Why are you sa-sa-sa sad?" Freddy said. His voice box sounded like it was straining, which gave Bonnie a sharp chill up his spine. Freddy looked directly at Bonnie, and Bonnie saw his eyes, glassy from the tears reflecting the light " Do you know why he's crying? He's dead… they're all dead… all of them… they're all DEAD!" He cried. Bonnie looked over at Chica again.

"Um… are you… are you even… what happened to Freddy!?" Bonnie said.

Freddy laughed a bit, looking at Chica next "I don't know! I don't - Don't know! G-get away from me!" He said. Bonnie sighed.

"What happened? Why are you so… unstable? This is so unlike you… did you find Foxy and Claire?" Bonnie asked. Upon hearing Bonnie say Foxy, Freddy looked at him with an angled brow.

"Yeah! I did! Do you want to know what happened? I hit him. I kicked him. I ripped his jaw off. I broke his leg." Freddy said, a sheepish grin appearing on his face. Chica gasped, Andrea pushing her face against her leg. "It was fun… but… I'm still angry. I needed to vent… I still need to… if I don't, then He'll keep crying and screaming... " Freddy said, walking past the group, headed into the parts and service room. Bonnie looked over at Chica with horror.

"I'll go in there with him… go find Foxy! And quick! If he really did do that to him… quick! Go find him!" Bonnie said. Chica looked at him with worry.

"But… he's so angry! What is he gonna do to you?" Chica said. Bonnie shrugged, grinning.

"Who cares? Look, just go find him! Bring that crumb snatcher with you too." He motioned at Andrea "I got mine, just find that Fox. Got it?" Bonnie said. Chica rolled her eyes.

"Fine, just be careful." She said, running down the hall towards the party room. Andrea ran behind her, only stopping to see Bonnie walk into the party room, looking on worriedly as she saw Graham sigh and follow him.

"Be careful too…" She whispered, following behind Chica. In the party room, Chica and Andrea found a puddle of oil. Beyond it, she saw more, the different puddles making a path towards a door that said "Kids Cove" "Do you think…?" Andrea asked.

"Yeah… I do… let's see…" She said, following the puddles. She pushed open the door, seeing the Red fox on the ground. "Foxy!" She said. A different, white fox was sitting on the other side of him, comforting him with her broken endoskeleton arm. His jaw was on the ground, tears flowing from his eyes. Much of his fabric was ripped off, exposing bits and pieces of his inner workings.

"What? Do you want to rip him up some- Oh… you're not him... " The white Fox choked out. Her voice was mostly static, but it seemed to still work.

"Chica?" Foxy said. He looked at her and Andrea, a smile popping onto his face. "Oh… thank god… is… is Freddy with you?" He asked. Strangely, he didn't sound upset or afraid.

"No… just me and Andrea." She said. Foxy raised a brow, looking at the brown little girl beside Chica.

"Andrea? H-have I met her?" Foxy asked. Chica looked at him with a confused face.

"Yeah… she's the kid that was put in me… are you ok?" Chica asked. Foxy sighed, looking between his legs.

"No… My memory is so jumbled… I don't think I be thinking straight… Me and Freddy woke up on the ground that just be outside here. Then, he started to look at me and blame me for somethin'. Then, he ripped off me Jaw… and ripped the rest of me up too… I can't walk anymore… and then, he started crying… and saying that I made someone in his head cry… which made someone in my head start crying… then I crawled in here… oh.. sorry… I don't really know what's going on anymore!" Foxy said. Chica looked at him with a concerned look.

"It's ok…" Andrea said. She walked over to him, patting his head "I think I understand what happened. From what I gather, Claire and Fred are in them now. Like their possessing them… only… not. I don't know, from what you said, there is a child in both your heads… so… are Claire and Fred trapped in their suits?" Andrea said nervously, looking at Foxy.

Chica nodded, a determined look appearing on her face. "It's the best bet we have… it's making them unstable I guess… ok! We need to get Freddy under control. Both Freddy and Fred have bad tempers… so I guess when he got trapped in him… he totally went crazy! We need to control him… hey… Foxy… I think your Friend here can help us… I've got a plan."

Author's Note-

Omg, ok, so, here it is! Sorry it's coming out so late today, but hey! Alright, if you HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON, then I'll (Try) to explain. The puppet trapped their souls farther into the suits, which mess with their thinking, actions, and attitude. Their still a bit separate, but not much. Hope that didn't confuse you more! Freddy is flipping out though O.o

Omg you gotta see this-

watch?v=v2IqiOWbDsE :D ^_^ Ded