Chapter 12 (The Second Night)

It was ten o'clock, the staff was cleaning up the place, their minds whirring with what they were going to do when they got home. You on the other hand, were terrified of what you might do tonight. You knew that they got someone to work the nightshift again tonight, and you didn't want to kill another person. You were sitting next to Bonnie, when a thought crossed your mind. I can't wait to kill that stupid human. You jumped up. "No! I don't want to kill another person!" you screamed. "Calm down (Y/n). There's no use fighting it, you're going to do it regardless." Bonnie said, trying to be reassuring. You turned to him, staring him down. "I can't handle killing another person, I just can't!" you yelled in his face.

You slumped back down in the corner. "How can I prevent this…" you muttered. Bonnie looked you over. "I take it you've been having bad thoughts lately." Bonnie said, his lack of a face making it hard to see what he was thinking. "Yeah...why?" you asked. Bonnie sighed. "Then it's already started." Bonnie suddenly grabbed your shoulder. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry. Those thoughts you've been having, they're not just random bad thoughts. They're going to turn you bad, fast. You're going to be consumed by hatred, until there is nothing left but a murderous killing machine."

You couldn't move. It was hard to breathe. The news that was just delivered to you was earth shattering, like hearing you had cancer. You started to shake, tears started to roll down your cheeks. "I'm so very sorry (y/n)." Bonnie said, trying to comfort you. You responded by running out of the room. You saw that it was eleven o'clock, most of the staff had already left, the rest were in the kitchen where they could see or hear you. You ran to the Prize Corner, sitting in your usual spot under the counter.

You felt the familiar touch of felt on your shoulder, and looked up to see Marionette. He wiped the tears off your face with one hand, while placing the other on your lips. "Hush...don't cry." You looked Marionette in the eyes. "But I don't *sniff* want to kill anyone else…" Marionette sat next to you, draping a long arm across your shoulders. "I know this is horrible, but you'll have to live with it. We all do, it's something you'll have to live with." You looked at the clock, which read eleven thirty. You looked back to see Marionette had vanished.

You stood up, walking over to the Show Stage where you saw the Toy Models getting ready for the night. When the band saw you in tears, they immediately rushed over to you. "(y/n)! What's wrong?!" You offered a weak smile. "Everything." you said. You told them about what was happening inside your mind, and what Bonnie told you. For a while, the Toy Models were silent, then Toy Freddy spoke up. "Jeez...that sucks man." You frowned at him. "That's an understatement…" you grumbled. Toy Freddy sighed, pulling you aside. "Look, want to know how I prevent bad thoughts from going through my head?" You nodded yes. "Everytime I think something bad, I try to think of something good, it cancels them out I think. " You smiled a little. "Thanks Toy Freddy, I'll try to keep that in mind." Toy Freddy smiled back.

"Now, I suggest you find somewhere to buckle down. It's eleven fifty." Looking at the clock you saw that it was fast approaching twelve o'clock. "Oh, thanks TF!" you thanked the nicely dressed brunette, quickly rushing down the hall and into Parts and Services. You nodded hello to the Old animatronics, heading straight for the work table in the corner of the room. You laid yourself down on top of it, buckling yourself down onto it. "Hey Chica? Could I get your help here?" you called into the darkness. You heard the sound of rustling cloth, then Chica's form appeared from the darkness. "What do you need cutie patootie?" Chica giggled, followed by you sighing of the term she used. "Could you buckle down my right wrist?" you asked, motioning with your head to your left arm. "Hurry, it's about to be twelve." Chica looked over the restraints. Chica grabbed the right buckle, quickly fixing it to your wrist.

"There ya go! I wonder if it works." You looked down to see the restraint wasn't tied correctly. "Chica, fix it!" Chica looked down at the restraint. "Oh...that's right, isn't it?" Chica tried again, but it ended up the same way as before. "Chica, fix it NOW!" you told her through gritted teeth. "I'm trying my hardest!" You were about to explain how dire the situation was, but the clock struck twelve before you could finish. Kill. You changed into your animatronic body, your black soulless eyes seemingly sucking in any light the room had left.

Chica backed out of your way and you opened the door, stepping into the dimly lit halls of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. You turned to your left, seeing a different criminal behind the desk. Killkillkillkill. You started to walk down the hall, but got a light shined in your face for your troubles. Kill. You quickly ducked into Party Room One, where you took a position where you would be easily seen by cameras. You saw the small red light blink on, where upon you started into the camera with your mouth hanging open. You heard a small eep from the Security Office. You then crawled into the vent, making another loud racket like before. You peered out of the vent, seeing the slightly chubby man behind the desk. You were about to leave, but a light suddenly flicked on above you. The chubby man let out a fear squeak and pulled on a mask.

Suddenly there was no criminal, just an animatronic, Freddy to be specific. "Freddy? What are you doing here?" you would've asked, but all that came out was a loud screech. Where has the criminal gone? you asked yourself. You left the small room and entered into the hallway in front of the Security Office. You were about to round the corner into the Main Hall, when you felt something change. Looking behind you and into the Security Office you saw the criminal back behind the desk. KILL! You made a full one hundred and eighty degree turn and started to run towards the office, your feet making a loud clank everytime they hit the floor. The criminal barely had any time to react before you pounced on top of him.

"WHY DO I RESIST THESE THOUGHTS!?" you screamed into the man's face. "KILLING IS JUST SO FUN! PETTY HUMANS LIKE YOU DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE!" With another screech you started to punch the man, your animatronic fists making large dents in the man's skull. You punched and pounded, then with one final punch you split the man's head like a watermelon. You then started to punch the brains and bits of skull that was left over, until your entire arms and torso was coated with blood. You reared your fist back for another punch, but something stopped it. You looked up to see Bonnie holding back your arm. He shook his head, grabbing the pulverized body of the criminal. You walked back to Parts and Services, slumping down in the corner next to Freddy, listening to the squelching sound the body made and feeling content with yourself.