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Chapter 12: Final Act

As En kicked the double doors open, he was surprised to see Max Schmidt tied to a chair in front of a desk while behind it stood a thin figure who's outline was visible against the wall of television screens that were covered in static.

"Welcome home, my son," the figure said in whispery yet distinctly British accent. "I've been expecting you."

"The Lost Children told me everything, Mister Afton, and they demanded your life for their revolution," En responded, aiming his gun at the figure's head. "But...that's not why I'm here."

"Oh?" Afton mocked. "Would you care to elaborate?"

"I just want to know something: why did you keep me alive?"

Instead of answering, Afton moved his hand beneath the desk. In a split-second, the space beneath En's feet vanished causing him to fall into the trapdoor that opened up. Fortunately, he tossed his gun under Max's chair before Afton released his hand causing the trapdoor to close.

"Congratulations, Mister Schmidt," Afton complemented. "You were the perfect bait. Here is your reward."

Then Afton disappeared just as a hidden door opened to Max's right. He looked in shock as a woman stepped through with blonde hair tied up, wearing a yellow business suit top and skirt with orange heels.

"Chichi," Max realized as the woman who looked just like her proceeded to untie his ropes. "Is that…really you?"

"Not exactly," replied the woman nonchalantly. "I'm merely a replicant of her."

"What did Afton use to program you?" Max asked.

"Some blueprints from the Fazbear records Afton accumulated after Bernstein's death."

"Well, if Afton programmed you then you must know where he is."

"I'm not sure what you're talking about. Afton was here just a moment ago."

"The Afton that was here was just a hologram." As soon as he could move Max got down on his knees, grabbed En's gun, and aimed it at the Chichi replicant. "Now I figure he's where that kid ended up after falling in that trapdoor. Do you know where it leads?"

"I…do not know."

"Don't lie to me, Chichi!" But as Max stared at the Chichi replicant long enough, he noticed something. "Your eyes…they should be blue, not green."

Sighing, the Chichi replicant kicked the gun out of Max's hands and used her brute strength to shove him into the bookcase across the room from her.

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In a dark room, En tried to move but was caught in something that bound his hands and feet. As he tried to free himself, the sound of footsteps caused him to freeze.

"If you're wondering why I kept you alive, Michael, it's because I need your body," said the voice of Afton, though it sounded much older than before.

"Are you going to transfer your mind into my AI, just like Bernstein tried to do with the Spring Bonnie Animatronic?"

Afton chuckled. "I am going to make you the ultimate killing machine."

"How? I'm just a walking corpse with a mechanical skeleton."

"And that's why you're almost perfect. No one would ever suspect the dead to come back to life through the power of mechanical devices such as Animatronics. However, you lack the obedience that an Animatronic has which I plan to fix."

"With the Obedience Test?"

"That childish thing was merely a prelude to the real one, and that's what you're getting."

A button was pressed, and En felt electricity pulsing through his body.

"Now if I told you to eliminate the Lost Children, would you do it?" Afton demanded.

Weakly, En said, "No."

The electricity came back, only this time it was a little stronger.

"These controlled shocks…aren't going to make me obedient," En warned. "If it didn't work on the Funtime Prototypes, why do you think it'll work on me?"

A third electrical shock followed, causing his skin to burn.

"Did I say you could speak? For that, you'll get twice the voltage!"

This time, En cried out as he felt his skin tearing all over.

"There's only so much that you Animatronics can do to imitate humans," Afton muttered out loud. "But by the end of the day, you're just machines for us to use."

"That…may be true," En said, expecting another shock but when none came he stated, "But it doesn't take away how we think or feel, even if it is artificial!"

Just as Afton was about to press the button again, the lights suddenly turned on blinding En for a moment. Then he heard a gunshot and looked to see Max standing to his left pointing his gun at a control panel above them where the body of a thin man lay at its base. It was then that En noticed his hands and feet were bound by mechanical claws that looked similar to the one in Afton's basement, causing him to instinctively struggle against them. When Max noticed, he shot the bolts between the actual claws and the mechanical arms causing the claws to come loose allowing En to free himself.

"Thanks," En acknowledged, seeing the girl hovering over Afton's body. "How did you know where to find me?"

"I didn't," Max replied. "I just came here by chance after fighting a replicant version of Chichi."

"Did you kill her?"

Reluctantly, Max nodded.

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"So where are we going?" Max asked En as they drove away from Afton Robotics in Afton's car.

"To see your daughter," En answered, flinching as the singed bandages beneath his clothes rubbed against his burning flesh.

Max's eyes widened. "My what?"

"Don't play ignorant with me now," En continued. "I looked at Chichi's original blueprints while I was looking through the records Afton acquired from Fazbear Entertainment out of curiosity, and it seems she was designed to produce children. Then in that town you lived near, some of the folks mentioned a woman who had to have a C-section for her baby to be delivered but gave it up for adoption shortly afterward. This woman's description matched Chichi's pretty well. Now, do I need to go further?"

"Don't bother," Max grumbled. "I had no idea Chichi could have kids, but by the time I realized it…there was nothing we could do but wait for the baby to be born. She didn't tell me at first because Bernstein programmed this initiative into her subconscious, which she didn't become aware of until the first signs of pregnancy showed."

"Any idea why Bernstein wanted to create an Animatronic that could become pregnant?"

"Chichi claimed it was for the sake of repopulating the world should some kind of disaster occur, like a nuclear war or something."

"That seems a bit far-fetched."

"Coming from the same guy who decided to make the Fazbear Animatronics more human? Seems like the next logical step to me."

Not able to find a counterargument, En changed the subject. "So when was your daughter born?"

"Six years ago," Max answered.

"Why did you abandon her?"

"We were being hunted!" Max snapped. "Not only was Bernstein looking for us, but so were the Hook Runners. Chichi didn't want our daughter to be discovered and possibly subjected to experimentation, so we had to let her go. But how did you find her?"

"It was by accident," replied En. "When I talked to Charlie to go over the memories she created, I noticed a little girl watching. Her face looked familiar, so I called Charlie while heading over to the town. When I told her where I was going, she told me about adopting a child from there as a favor for a client. That was you, wasn't it?"

Max shook his head. "Chichi was the one who arranged the adoption, not me. She figured it was better if I didn't know who took our daughter, in case I ended up getting captured and tortured for information."

"But what if the same thing happened to Chichi?"

"For that purpose she erased her memories of the whole thing artificially, forgetting about the pregnancy, the child, and the adoption."

"I see."

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Several hours later, En pulled the car up to the driveway of a large mansion-sized house that stood in the middle of nowhere.

"Pretty nice place," Max observed.

"Sure is," En replied, holding back the pain he was still feeling.

As the front door opened slightly, Charlie's head peeked out whom En recognized with her sandy blonde hair and denim jacket.

"She probably thinks we're Afton," Max guessed, noticing the worried look on her face. "I'll set things straight."

While Max got out of the car and walked over to Charlie, En leaned back in his seat by moving it backward. Starring up at the roof of the car, En's vision started to darken as he closed his eyes.

"Excuse me, sir," Charlie said politely as Max approached her. "Are you a representative of Mister Afton's."

"No, I'm…Max Schmidt," Max shrugged.

Charlie's eyes widened. "So you're…"

"Is my daughter here?" Max asked.

Charlie nodded. "She's inside."

Following her through the front door, Max was led through a series of rooms by Charlie till they came to a glass room where a little girl was playing with some dolls. Charlie knocked on the glass, causing the little girl to stop and walk over. She was very small and thin, with pale skin, curly light-blonde hair, and shining blue eyes.

"What is it, Mommy?" The little girl asked.

Clearing her throat, Charlie waved her hand to Max. "This is—

"Mister Schmidt," Max interrupted, kneeling down to the girl's level. "I'm an acquaintance of your mother's."

The girl gave him a doubtful look. "How come I've never heard of you before?"

"I…haven't kept in touch with her for a long time. Now enough about me; why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

"Well…" the girl paused and then said, "My name is Cherri, and..."

The End