Hey there everyone! Here's another chapter for you all. It's a bit shorter than I intended but if I continue it'll go on too long. So I'll give you this section now. Also, look for the A/N at the bottom. I have a request of all of you, my lovely readers.
Thank you, and let's get going.
"Luka?" Chica asked, "we're lost aren't we."
"We aren't lost," the boy stated, "I'm all too aware of where we are."
"I believe the lass means we're lost on what to do next," Foxy stated. Luka sighed. Currently they were seated on a bench in a park, taking a break from randomly wandering about town.
"Maybe we aren't looking at the situation correctly," Freddy suggested.
"There's almost nowhere to hide in this town," Luka commented before realizing his own words. 'Wait...there is one place but why would he go there? I need to look into this more.' He stood, ready to let the others in on his thoughts when a call tore through the air.
"Luka!" He froze, eyes wide.
'What in the world,' he thought, turning to look over his shoulder, 'No one should recognize me except Nina and Uncle Jason.'
"Mika please, calm yourself down. You're seeing things again."
"I am not! I know my own child!"
'Oh no,' He thought, hurriedly grabbing Chica and Bonnie's hands and pulling them to their feet. "We're going," he said sharply, "now."
"Luka! It's you isn't it Luka! Please, answer me!"
'No no no. I can't be caught like this.' He forced himself to not look back, half-dragging Chica and Bonnie as he quickly walked away. Foxy and Freddy bounded to catch up to him.
"What be going on lad?" Foxy asked, gold eyes staring up at him.
"That woman is calling your name," Bonnie said softly, looking back at the sound.
"Ignore it," he ordered. They fell silent, following obediently. The voice behind them did not, growing steadily louder.
"Why won't you answer me? Don't run away from me Luka!"
"Auntie Mika, Luka's gone. You know that."
"Please, sister. Let it go."
"I am not delusional! Yet I won't deny what I just saw!"
'Just let me leave,' he thought, head hanging, 'don't let her do this to herself. It'll be the death of her.'
"Luka!" A hand grabbed his shoulder, shocking him. He stumbled, falling to his knees as he let go of the hands he was holding. He went to stand but someone was before him, emerald eyes staring into his own. "My darling boy," the woman murmured. Hands gently touched his face and his heart pounded.
"I'm sorry," he said, turning his head away and standing, "you must have me mistaken for someone else." A strong grip grabbed his arm.
"No," she said, a soft smile on her face despite the tears in her eyes, "you are my son. I knew you weren't dead."
"Mika, you can't grab people like that." Jason ran up, Nina in tow. Nina gasped a bit at the sight of Luka, eyes wide.
"Jason," Mika said slowly, "you knew didn't you."
"I don't know what you mean," Jason said monotonously.
"Luka..." Arms wrapped around him and he felt tears spill from his eyes despite his will. He gently held her back, face stretched into a look of mournful agony.
"Who is this lady?" Chica asked softly. Luka stayed silent for a moment, simply allowing the tears to fall before shutting his eyes and tipping his head back.
"This is my mother," he choked out. He opened his eyes again when his mother stepped back, holding him at arms length to look him over.
"How..." she breathed before shaking her head, "Never mind. You can explain it all later. For now come back home." His breath hitched and he stepped away.
"Mom," he said softly, "I can't stay with you...I can't." Gentle fingers raised his chin, forcing him to look into his mother's eyes.
"I know," she breathed, "but now I know for certain. You're not mine anymore. You died...and you passed on. But you're safe, and that's all that matters." She stepped back, turning to Jason. "We'll be talking later," she said to him. He sighed.
"I guess the secret's out," Jason murmured. Luka only nodded.
"Come on then," Mika said, "all five of you. We can talk back at home."
"Home?" Bonnie questioned, tone longing.
"We don't know the meaning," Freddy whispered, barely audible. Despite that, they followed Luka's family from the park, off to his home.
"Now then," Mika said, setting down several sandwiches in front of the hungry children. Luka watched them, amused, before his mother placed one before him. "Eat up and we'll talk." Luka shook his head, pushing the plate away.
"I'm not hungry," he said simply, "I just want to get this conversation over with." Mika sat down, watching her son closely. It was then that Luka noticed the streaks of gray beginning to form in her hair. It reminded him how old she was getting, how much time had already passed.
"Alright then," she said softly, "what happened Luka? What happened to you after you left me?" He winced, his death suddenly playing before his eyes.
"I died," he said softly. Chica looked at him with a worried expression. He ignored it, eyes shutting. "I was killed. Yet instead of dying...I woke up again."
"You didn't die," Mika said in wonder.
"No, that's not right," he said, "I did die. But I was reborn again."
"Reborn? As what?"
"The new animatronic at the pizzeria," he said, "the one named after me. These four children...they're not kids. They're the other animatronics." Mika raised a brow and shook her head.
"I don't know what game you're playing Luka," she said, "but I expect the truth later." She turned and went upstairs, humming as she went. Luka slumped in his chair.
'I knew it,' he thought, 'She can't understand.' Jason set a hand on his nephew's shoulder.
"Sorry Luka," he said, "not everyone can believe such a tale. I only did because I saw it first hand." Luka nodded, silent. "You should all get some rest. Luka, you're room is in the same condition is was before you died so you can sleep there. There are two guest rooms as well. Chica, you'll sleep with Nina. You boys will share the other guest room."
"Come on you four," Nina said, leading the others upstairs.
"Night Luka!" Chica chirped. Luka smiled back at her and stood.
"Get some sleep," Jason said. Luka shrugged.
"I can only try," he murmured. His uncle nodded and left him to climb the stairs. He found his room, still in the exact state it had been as Jason said. He shut the door and opened the window before flopping onto his bed fully clothed. Within moments he was out, sleep thankfully dreamless.
Vincent looked up at the second story window, open and inviting him in. He grinned, running a hand through his hair. 'How nice of you to let me in,' he thought. He tucked his knife away into his belt, searching for a way in. Eventually he found a tall oak tree that allowed him access to the roof. He hopped down, silent as he landed on the tiles. He crept his way back towards the window, shrouded in shadows. 'In we go.'
He lowered himself down and through the window with only a small bit of difficulty, standing and surveying the room. He spotted Luka lying on his stomach, sleeping soundly. 'How lovely. Our fun can begin.' He looked around for something heavy, eventually deciding on the baseball bat located in the closet, and grinned at the boy sleeping before him "Light's out Luka." Green eyes slid open drowsily at the sound but before the boy could utter a noise he swung with all his strength. The bat connected soundly, knocking the boy out once more. He set the slightly bloody bat aside and grabbed his knife, kneeling beside Luka on the bed. "Don't worry," he murmured, smirk in place, "I won't kill you here. No...I'd rather have more time to play with you first."
Ten minutes later Vincent stepped back, cocking his head and surveying his masterpiece. 'Perfect. They won't be able to miss that come morning.' Content with his message he slid the knife away again, scooping up the unconscious teen and moving to the window.
Getting down from the room proved a more difficult task, hindered by Luka's added weight. Yet he managed, grumbling slightly at the exertion. 'Time to go home my dear little pet. I wonder...how far will the Marionette's power go? What else am I capable of now?' Filing it away for a later time he shifted Luka's body and headed off towards his hideout. 'Things just got more interesting.'
Freddy woke to a startled scream. He, Foxy, and Bonnie jumped out of bed, running down the hallway towards the sound. Chica slammed into them, sobbing uncontrollably.
"What be the matter lass?" Foxy asked.
"Luka," she whimpered before louder, "Luka!" Foxy motioned for them to go ahead, hushing the crying girl in his grip. Freddy nodded to show he understood and ran towards Luka's room. As soon as he entered his breath fled him. On the floor lay a bloodied bat, discarded after its use. The bed covrs were ruffled, half on the floor. Yet the most disturbing thing was the message carved into the wall with sharp, jagged lines.
I'VE FOUND YOU
CAN YOU FIND ME?
There we go. Hope that gave you something to chew on for now. Now for my request.
I'm trying to do an animation for The Golden Curse that will be going on YouTube. However, I need people who are willing to do voices for me. The process will be slow, mainly cause I'm in college and animation is time consuming, and for certain roles I'll need to keep coming back to you. If you want to do this, let me know and next chapter I'll put up my email that you can send Mp3 sound clips to. I will be the final decision for parts and even if you try for one character I may ask if you're willing to do a different character instead. If I cannot find people to do voices, this won't happen. So please, let me know what you think. Comment or PM a simple YES or NO on whether or not this should happen. It all depends on you guys.
Bye-bye for now. I can't wait to hear your answers.