A/N Hello everyone! Sorry for the long wait! I just have doing other things, like working around and outside my house, cleaning the yard, etc. I haven't really put any thought into this story or my other story until yesterday. I tried writing a decent length chapter, but I fell short as ideas did not come to me. Anyway, to respond to your reviews I did not respond to in the last chapter!

FoxyGuy87, yes, that chapter was meant to be dark. But it will help push the story onward!

AMangledMisfit, a person can carry a knife and a handgun in their belt. As for the ax, he, well, he had it somewhere. o_0

weetaz07, I might just drop the Fronnie ship, as I find it wierd myself now. So that is done. I am curious by what you meant by, Why would he do that? Who did you mean?

Anyway, I hope you guys will enjoy this chapter, and leave your reviews!

Na lû e-govaned vîn

Chapter Twelve

Oath

He opened his eyes to be met by a grey and dreary world. Mists hung thick in the air around him, prohibiting him to see far.

"Marianne? Where be ye?" Foxy called out.

Slowly, he got up. Looking down, he nearly screamed.

His legs were torn so his endoskeleton was exposed. The fur on his hand was missing and a massive tear ran from across his chest.

"Mary? Mary? Where are ye?" Foxy called out, worried what could have befallen to her.

Slowly, Foxy walked forward. The mist was reluctant to break before him, and closed behind him as soon as he passed.

A few yards ahead, Foxy saw a darker shadow amidst the grey mist.

Foxy got closer before stopping dead in his spot.

The blades of grass were bent and crushed, and smeared with a black substance.

Amidst the trampled circle of grass, lay a heap of what appeared to be a scrap pile.

The pile shifted slightly, revealing a red ribbon attached to an endoskeleton arm.

"Mary, be that ye?" Foxy asked the jumble of parts.

"A- aye-Fox-"Mary answered, though her voice was distorted and the words were garbled by static.

"What happened to ye, lass?" Foxy asked as he walked over to Mary.

"He-apart-me,"

"He what? I be sorry lass, but I didn't pick up what ye said,"

"H-tore-e-apart"

"He tore ye apart?"

"-es!"

Foxy lent his hand out, waiting for Mary to place her hand in his to help her up.

Slowly, Mary uncoiled and reached out an arm bare of her furry costume. He closed his grip on her hand and rose, aiding Mary.

She was halfway up when her legs gave out below her. Marianne collapsed into a heap of endoskeleton limbs.

"-orry-cap-in. I-an't-alk," Mary said through her voice distorted by static.

"Lass, can ye crawl onto me back? I can carry ye,"

Foxy knelt down to let Mary crawl onto his shoulders. After she was situated, he began to walk back towards where he thought the restaurant was.

Out of the mist, a brick building loomed up, dark and foreboding.

Foxy reached out his hand and tested the doors. The two glass doors were locked. Reaching into his pocket, he drew out a golden key and unlocked the doors.

Pushing them in, he stepped into the pizzeria.

As soon as he reached the main room, he was besieged by the Fazbear band.

"Foxy! Where were you?! What happened? Where is Marianne?" Chica questioned at a mile an hour.

"Chica, give him some room. Foxy, what is that on your back?" Freddy stepped up.

"-t's-me,-eddy,' Mary said, lifting her head above Foxy's should to look at the bear.

"Mary? What the hell happened to you?" Bonnie spoke up, regarding the white vixens state.

"Twas him again. The scum that made me bite the wee lad," Foxy growled.

"What were you doing outside?" Freddy asked as he raised an eyebrow.

"-e-ere-tar-zing," Mary said.

"What was that Mary, I didn't quite understand that," Chica said.

"She said that we were out star gazing," Foxy answered.

Freddy nodded his head. Looking back at Mary, he spoke,

"You two should head to Pirates Cove. No one will be here to fix you until Monday. I will discuss what we should do about this threat with the manager on Monday evening,"

"Aye aye, Freddy," Foxy acknowledged the bear as he began towards Pirate Cove.

Mary reached out, and handed Freddy her bow tie, just before they were out of reach.

Freddy looked down at the accessory. It was stained with oil splotches and smeared with grass.

"Whoever you are, we will find you," Freddy swore.

He would see to it that this statement was fulfilled, even if he had to leave the restaurant to find this monster.

A/N, hey guys, if you didn't understand what Mary was saying, I will write down here dialogue without the static breakup

"Aye, aye, Foxy,"

"He tore me apart,"

"Yes!"

"Sorry captain. I can't walk,"

"It's me Freddy," (Sorry if it is wrong, like she said that she was Freddy. English is hard, and it is my mother tongue. I hate grammar)

"We were star gazing,"

Anyway, there is all Mang-er, Mary's dialogue unscrambled. If you guys could read it just fine, an Oreo to you! Anyway, I hope you will leave a review on what you guys thought of this chapter!