Author Notes:
Chapter 11! I would like to say how happy I am seeing how many views this story has gotten, I'm pretty sure it had over 1,500 views last time I checked, thank you all so much! There's not much to say here apart from the fact that this chapter is revealing more of the timeline, thanks for the support and let"s get on with the story! (also I think I should update the rating description, this story will be dealing with dark themes like suicide and murder and also violence and gore, also I'm pretty sure this story would be marked as an AU, meaning alternate universe for those who don't know. The storyline is different along with different events but some events will stay the same and some events will be tweaked as well) Anyway, on with the story!
"5:30," I thought as I looked at my phone, to be more exact it was 5:34 but 5:30 rolled off the tongue better. "Only 30 more minutes and I'll get paid my 1,750$," I thought as I leaned back on my chair.
"Hey," a soft voice said from the left, making me jump back and fall backwards off the chair.
"Oh, sorry," the voice said. I got up and looked in the direction of the voice, it was Bonnie.
"Yeah?" I asked as I put my chair back onto its legs.
"I just wanted to talk to you," she said.
"Me?" I asked.
"You" she replied.
"What's it about," I asked sitting back down on the chair.
"It's about Chica, she's been acting strange ever since she heard about Vixey," she said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"It's sort of normal for her, she's madly in love with Foxy... but I think she went a bit too far," she said trailing off.
"What? What did she do?" I asked a bit louder.
"Well, she finally confronted Foxy in the kitchen and told him about how she really feels..." she said going a bit quiet.
"Go on," I said.
"Well she sort of... w-when Foxy said no she sort of tried to... force herself onto him," she said.
"L-like rape?" I asked.
"Sort of, nothing happened because Foxy defended himself but Chica can go a bit over the top," she said l.
"Have you told Vixey?" I asked.
"I was hoping Foxy was going to do that" she starting to walk away.
"Alright, goodbye," I said as I waved to her.
"G-goodbye," she said a bit awkwardly before walking out of sight. I sighed before leaning back on my chair once again.
"What was that about?" Another voice said making me fall back on the chair again.
"Oh, sorry Cam, you okay?" The voice I now identified as Vixey's said as she ran over.
"Goddamit!" I called out as I laid on the ground.
"Need help up?" She asked.
"I'll just lay here," I said as I looked over to her.
"What do you need?" I asked.
"I was listening to you and Bonnie and just wanted to ask what it was about," she said as she sat down on the table.
"Foxy didn't tell you?" I asked.
"Foxy's asleep" she replied.
"Well, Chica tried to rape Foxy in the kitchen earlier from what I heard" I replied being straight up.
"That bitch" she muttered under her breath.
"You should keep an eye on her, Bonnie said she overreacts at times" I replied.
"Don't worry, I will... thanks for bringing it up" she smiled.
"Cameron, you here?!" A familiar voice rang out through the pizzeria.
"Please say you lived, I don't want to clean up another dead guard" he called out again. Vixey quickly bolted out of the left door as Mathew walked through the right.
"Oh my god, you survived!" He said, really surprised like it was the one thing he wasn't expecting. He helped me off the floor. "no one has ever made it 5 nights, please, come to my office and I'll get your money," he said starting to walk out of the right door, ignoring the many questions running through my head I followed him.
We came to his office where he reached into a drawer and pulled out an envelope, I opened it up and looked inside, seventeen 100$ bills followed by a 50, 20 and 5 dollar note.
"I've never actually held so much money in my hands" I smiled as I closed it and put the envelope in my pocket.
"Almost forgot," Mathew said handing me a piece of paper.
"What's this?" I asked as I looked it over.
"It's been 5 nights and you've got your paycheck, you can move on with your life, it was good being your boss" he smiled as he handed me a pen.
"Just sign down there," he said pointing to the bottom of the sheet.
"No..." I said putting the pen down.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"I'm staying" I replied pushing the paper back.
"Heh, nice one" Mathew smiled pushing the sheet back.
"I'm not joking, I want to stay here" I replied pushing the paper back once again.
"You're serious?" He asked.
"Dead serious" I replied looking him in the eyes. I could've sworn I heard him mutter something about actually being dead under his breath.
"You sure?" He asked as he folded the paper in half.
"Sure" I smiled as I handed him the pen back. I watched as a big grin grew on Mathew's face before he held his hand out to me.
"I'm astonished to see you being a permanent part of the Fazbear family" he smiled as I shook his raised hand.
"Enjoy your weekend" he smiled.
"I get the weekend off?" I asked.
"I didn't tell you that?" He asked.
"No, no you didn't" I replied with a smile. I listened as a phone run out with a muffled ring.
"Got to take this," Mathew said as he grabbed a phone out of his pocket.
"Phil! How's it going!" I heard Mathew say as I left the room.
I walked down the hall and into the main room, I walked past an employee opening the front door before walking over to my car. I looked up at the pizzeria as the lights out the front turned off. I climbed into my car before pulling out onto the main road.
Later...
I walked upstairs and into my room, as I stepped inside a felt a bit dizzy.
"Shit..." I muttered out as I fell onto the bed. My vision slowly drifted away until everything went black, I was asleep. I awoke in a bright room, I was weightless and just floated around aimlessly in the emptiness.
"Can you hear me?" A voice called out.
"Is this Golden Freddy?" I asked.
"That'll be correct" he replied.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"You're in my world... nearly" he replied. "Just give me a second, it took a lot of power to get you here" he added. I looked down at my body, I was like my normal self but just really transparent. I reached into my pocket and to my surprise I pulled out my phone. I turned it on, the time showed 00:00, probably because it can't find any time zones.
"Ok, here we go," Golden Freddy said again as I put my phone back into my pocket.
I watched as the light around me dimmed out before going black completely. My vision slowly returned to me in my hotel room, I looked down at my bed, I was laying there in the same position as when I passed out to get here.
"Can you see me?" Golden Freddy asked, I looked around and stopped my eyes on a gold blur in a human-like shape.
"Good, I can't keep you here for long or answer any questions about the future as to not break the space-time continuum," he said.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"But I brought you here for a reason," he said, totally ignoring my question.
"Come," he said as a flash of light blinded me for a second. When my vision regained I was at the pizzeria, not the same one but a different one.
"May 1st, 1987, the first location of the Pizzeria, the one lost in history," he said as he floated closer. I followed him down, we floated through the front of the pizzeria, it was smaller than the other one, the animatronics were singing up on stage but they looked newer and shinier than the other ones at the second location and looked more robotic than real.
I looked around some more before floating into Pirates Cove, Vixey was up on stage telling a story, she looked more like a robot with predetermined movements then how she does now, she didn't have messy fur or different breaks throughout her body, she looked new.
"Why am I here?" I asked looked back at Golden Freddy.
"You need confirmation about why Vixey did what she did" he replied. "Follow me," he said floating back to the main room, he pointed over to a group of two kids standing in the corner. I watched as a tall man in a staff uniform approached them.
"What's he doing?" I asked as I edged closer. I watched as the man talked to the kids, I couldn't hear what he was saying. I watched as the man took the two kids down the hall before disappearing inside a room.
"Wait, what's happening?" I said a bit more worried as I floated down the hall, I peeked into the room before jolting back, I saw one of the kids on the ground, surrounded by blood and the other kid cowering in the corner as the employee edged closer with a knife in his hand.
"What the fuck, we have to stop this!" I called out, Golden Freddy ignored me. I watched in horror as the last kid was slain and the employee left the room, hiding the knife in his sleeve as he left.
Everything seemed to move in fast forward before slowing down.
"3 days later," Golden Freddy said. I looked around the room, it was boarded up and the kid's bodies were gone, I watched as a blue and green figure appeared in the place of the bodies.
"That's their spirits" Golden Freddy pointed out. I watched as the spirits of the kids floated aimlessly around the room, once again everything went by in fast forward before stopping.
"Follow me," Golden Freddy said as he floated out of the room, I followed him to Pirates Cove where Vixey was performing, we floated up on stage and next to Vixey, somehow her movements looked more real and human like, unlike the robotic look she had before.
"May 28th, 1987," Golden Freddy said, I watched as the same green spirit from before floated towards the stage. Vixey watched it in horror as it floated closer, with a flash of green the thing disappeared and a soft green light appeared around Vixey as she shrieked out, her eyes went green and she instantly turned to the employee on stage and started attacking him.
I watched in horror as blood, guts and ripped fabric splat everywhere, mostly over the animatronic and the kids in the front rows, the room fled in terror as Vixey stumbled back and looked at the mangled human in front of her, she had a look of disbelief in her eyes.
"The spirit had enough power to only control her for a couple of seconds before she regained control, the only way for the spirit to leave her body now was if the body it was controlling dies" Golden Freddy pointed out as another flash of light appeared before my eyes.
"The second location, June 3rd, 1988" Golden Freddy said as I watched the animatronics I was so used to get moved into the building. I floated down to see Mathew in the building dragging deactivated Vixey down the hall.
I followed him as he dragged the animatronic into the storage room and put it in the corner. He said something to the deactivated animatronic before walking out of the room. As he slammed the door closed a tool box sitting above Vixey fell off the crate and hit her head, after a couple of seconds her eyes flickered on and she looked around in confusion and fear, the ominous green glow still around her. I watched as Golden Freddy flicked his hand towards her, I could somehow hear her thoughts now.
"Where am I?" She thought.
Hell. an unknown voice replied.
"Who are you?" She asked with a bit of panic in her voice.
Another person that hates you, you killed that man and now you're here, no one likes you anymore, the voice said.
"No... that's not true" she replied.
You know it's true the voice replied.
Everything seemed to move in fast forward once again before we returned to the room, Vixey was still sitting around, she had different holes and rips through her body and messy fur, pretty much how she looked today.
"Get out of my head, I don't want to listen to you anymore" Vixey whimpered.
Shut up, your nothing, you can't have any control over anything, just like how you lost control and killed that man the voice replied. Vixey whimpered slightly before laying down on her side.
You're nothing but a mess, a disgusting mess the voice said. I looked down and noticed I unintentionally had my fists drawn.
"Do you know what the voice is doing?" Golden Freddy asked.
"No, it's terrible though" I replied.
"I know it is, the voice is trying to make her kill herself so it can escape her body" he pointed out.
"And she had to cope with this alone for 29 years?" I asked.
"Afraid so" he replied. A flash of white blinded me for a second before we were back at my motel room.
"So that's been Vixey's life, the spirit making her kill the man it thought was its killer before verbally abusing her for 29 years, trying to drive her to suicide," I said as I looked down at my feet.
"So you now see? She regrets it dearly and it wasn't even her fault," Golden Freddy said.
"I do, I feel terrible for judging her now," I said holding back the tears.
"I've got to go, thank you for helping them," Golden Freddy said as he faded away.
"You're welcome" I smiled as everything went black. I awoke in my bed, a small collection of drool forming around my mouth. I sat up and checked the time, it was almost midday. I laid down in my bed thinking about Vixey, god I felt terrible for her.
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, I pulled it out and looked at the caller. "Unknown Number, a mystery" I smiled as I hit answer.
"Hey, it's Paul, how's the voice box coming along?" He asked as I picked up.
"Great, it's really helping for... parts in my project" I replied.
"I thought you were a collector?" He asked. I sat there in silence as I realized he just caught me out in a lie, I don't think he'll like it if I was repairing who everyone assumed to be a killer. "Hello?" He asked. "Hey, I don't care if you used the parts for a building project, it was only junk anyway," he said reassuringly. I let out a small sigh of relief.
"Yeah, I'll get going now," I said.
"Before you go, my name's Paul Exersly- shit, I mean... my names Paul Smith, call me if you need anything built or fixed, bye," he said hanging up.
"Paul Exersly?" I smiled to myself, I opened safari and searched in the name, a couple of pages down was a website listing... wanted criminals? Interested, I clicked it. I was introduced with a wanted page for a... "HITMAN!?" I called out as I read through the page, it had his photo and everything, I was talking to a wanted hitman! "It says here that he used to do any dirty job for the right price," I said as I read through his page.
Thinking about what this guy would do if I told the cops, I decided to keep it secret for now. I put my phone on charge before grabbing the remote and turning on the blocky TV in my room, trying to drain out my thoughts in cliche action movies.