To those who may concern, I'm sorry that this took so long. I hope you enjoy this chapter (or not).
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If I don't the chance, have a nice day. And a nice life.
I put away the memo I was writing into my tablet as I continued walking behind the Marionette as he led me down the labyrinth that is the halls.
So far, he's just been silent and so have I. He's always been the quiet, secluded one of the bunch but when he's around the kids, his personality is entirely different. If anything, I was thinking that he was hiding something from me.
As we progressed down the halls, the darkness started to blacken my vision. If it weren't for my flashlight, I would have easily lost him. Even as we advanced further into the darkness, I could still hear the moaning of Mike and Foxy as they got in on in the guard office.
Poor Kid. Wish I could stop what's happening. But I have to stick to the plan. No matter what!
Unfortunately, we came to a stop at a dead-end. I looked around with the flashlight, expecting a secret entrance to pop out or something. The Marionette just stood there, unmoving. I shined my flashlight on him.
"Uh...Any reason why we're here?" I asked him.
He simply held up a hand. He started to slowly wave his hand in front of the wall, back and forth while a black haze poured out from his sleeve. I felt a small rumble coming from the wall in front of us. The tiles on the wall parted in half to reveal a small entrance.
I was amazed. I had never seen this passageway before. The Marionette stood back and gestured me towards the hall. I kept looking back between him and the hall, unsure of whether it was safe or not. He seemed to pick up on my distress and nodded towards the entrance.
I gulped. I walked forward to come across some stairs leading downwards. The floorboards creaked as I ventured down into the caverns of the Pizzeria. A light bulb shined above a metal door with a faint light coming from underneath. I opened the door only to be blasted with cold air, cold enough for me to see my own breath.
"Anyone in here? Hello?" I called out. I walked inside the pipe-filled room. I could feel little droplets fall on my shoulders as I looked around for Denny's kid.
"Why didn't know there was a basement? Two months since I worked here and this place still is a mystery..."
There were two doors in the room, one chained up and another that wasn't.
Of course Foxy would lock her up.
I grabbed a nearby pipe and swung it at the lock. After a couple hits, the lock loosened up and cracked. I threw off the chains and opened up the first door.
"Hey you're safe n- What the?"
It wasn't Denny's daughter. It was a golden metal suit. It was slumped over and it sort of looked Freddy and Toy Freddy. I gasped as the suit's head started to twitch. The whole suit instantly stood up, causing me to back out of fear. It teleported in front of me and stared at me with its hollow, dead eyes. My body froze up and I felt as cold as ice.
It spoke, "I'm freeEeeEee"
In a blink of an eye, he was gone. I had no clue what had just happened but I still had a job to do. I shook my head and ran over to the next door before anything frightening happened. I opened it up to see a small girl unconscious but still breathing on the floor. Her head was slightly bleeding and had visible scratch marks on her face.
"Oh god, kid!" I ran over to her and checked to see if she had any more wounds. Other than the marks and bruising, she was alright. I was relieved to finally find her. I picked her up and exited out of the dank basement. The Marionette was still standing at the entrance to the basement and I walked up to him.
"Marionette, we have to get her to a hospital. She's not looking so good." I told him.
I could see his eyes look over Denny's kid. It didn't take much to see that he was concerned about the state of her. He stretched out his arms, motioning for me to place the child in his arms, which I did.
"You have to keep her safe. Put her in the Prize Room and protect her from Foxy until Denny calls the cops in..." I checked my time on the tablet, "three hours... Shit."
At the moment, we heard Mike yell from his office. My heart dropped as I knew something went wrong in the plan.
"Go! Now!" I waved off the Marionette. He proceeded over to the Prize Room while I ran into the main room where Toy Freddy was already waiting.
What the hell did that idiot do?
"What's going on!?" He asked me. But I shifted my attention to rapid footsteps coming from the nearby hallway. We heard Mike's screaming getting louder and louder until he burst out from the darkness. He ran over to us and we looked on as sparks came from the scraping of Foxy's metal hook against the wall and her heavy footsteps. I could see her red eyes glowing from the darkness.
"Mike, what did you do!?" I screamed at him.
"She was vulnerable so I tried to get her right then and there but she saw! I had to run away!"
Jeremy slapped him across the face. Besides his imminent doom looming over him, Mike looked surprised and held his cheek over the red spot.
"YOU FRICKIN' IDIOT! I TOLD YOU TO STICK TO THE PLAN!" He yelled at him.
Foxy's giggle rung throughout the pizzeria, sending a shiver up the three's spines. She was visibly huffing and puffing as she stood just thirty feet away from them.
"Oh...shit." Mike said. He gulped as Foxy licked her ruby lips as she stared him dead on, almost looking like she wanted to devour him alive.
"Fuck, I needed more time..." Jeremy said.
"Heh, heheheh. Nice to see you again...Jeremy..." Foxy growled as she spoke his name.
They didn't say anything to her. Toy Freddy just took a fighting stance as he knew what she was going to do.
"Foxy..."
"Do I take your breath away? No need to say anything. I know I'm beautiful." Foxy giggled. I could see Jeremy clench his fist and grind his teeth.
"Two months. It's been two months since I've been here. Ever since I quit, I've been looking for a way to kill you. Every day…I hear the cries of the KIDS you killed." He was choking up.
"I want to know something Foxy."
"Hmm?"
"Why? Why did you do this? Why did you kill those children? They were innocent."
"Simple, I hated kids."
Her answer visibly shocked me. The three of us went silent. Toy Freddy and I backed away when we saw Jeremy's face turn red with anger. A ghastly roar rose from the pits of his stomach as he yelled out at Foxy. And yet she had a smug grin plastered on her face. I could hear him breathing hard.
"You hated kids!…THAT'S WHY YOU KILLED THEM!?"
"Yep."
"Then why…why attack Mike!? Why did you attack me, Denny, his family, and all those innocent people!? I swear to god if you give a wrong answer, I'll rip your head off from where you STAND!"
Out of all the expressions Foxy makes, she takes on a calm demeanor. She doesn't grin or bare her teeth at us or growl but instead she just looks at Mike.
"Because…" She falters, "because…I-I love him."
"Love him?" Jeremy said. Now he was more confused than furious.
Wait, so we wasn't just looking for a toy to play with? Mike thought.
"I don't understand. You abuse my body because you love me? That's not love, that's torture you psychopathic killer!" Mike screamed at her.
"You have to be lying!" Jeremy said.
"No! When I first met him, he was the only one who cared about me! He didn't run away in fear or yell at me or throw pizza at me! He didn't try to hurt me or scrap me like everyone else. He was there for me…the times he played with me were the times I loved and cherished. He promised that he would always return. And he did. But then he met that awful girl. She tried to steal Mike away from me! No one is going to stop our love, especially not a bucket of bolts and a fool." Foxy snarled at Jeremy and Toy Freddy as they prepared to attack.
"I don't know much about what happened in the past but Mike isn't yours to begin with. I'm going to get you back for all the deaths, for all those who ever had to deal with a monster like you. Your reign of terror is over Foxy! I'm putting you where you belong! In the scrap heap." Jeremy wielded his baton while Toy Freddy put up his fists and prepared himself to run at Foxy.
As for Mike, as he was charging up his taser, he could only think,
What the hell was Foxy talking about? I've never been here before I signed up for the night guard position.
Foxy bared her razor sharp teeth before dashing towards the group. She was beyond fast as though she was as light as the wind. When she got close, Jeremy brought his baton down only to hit nothing.
She was gone.
They all looked around but she wasn't anywhere to be found. Then…they looked up at the ceiling. The three jumped out of the way to avoid Foxy's aerial drop, ending with her crashing into the ground. Dust and debris filled the air, forcing Mike to squint his eyes to see. Foxy had recovered and swiped left at Jeremy only for him to block at the last second with his baton. Sparks flew as the two fenced with her hook and his baton. Foxy caught his baton as he swung down and kneed him in the stomach. Jeremy grunted in pain and kicked her away in the chest.
She stumbled back into Toy Freddy awaiting arms and he locked ahold of her. Held tightly in his grip, Toy Freddy restrained her while Jeremy tried to catch one in her chest. She lifted her legs and kicked him away. She struggled in his arms and managed to free one of arms to elbow Freddy's side, forcing him to hold his side in pain. Foxy slammed her fist into his head repeatedly before kicking Freddy square in the chest. She hit him with enough force to send him flying into the wall, knocking many of the kids drawings that were hung to the floor.
Jeremy roared and went in for the kill. He swung his baton wildly at Foxy but she kept dodging the blows. He scored a hit against her head, dazing her long enough for Jeremy to slam his foot into her knee joint and send her crashing to the floor. He brought his baton down like a sword but she rolled out of the way and stood to punch Jeremy across the face. Mike ran across the room and fired his taser at Foxy but she jumped into the ceiling with speed.
He lends his hand to Jeremy, "You don't have to face her alone."
Jeremy accepted his help and stood on his feet. Toy Freddy was currently locked hand in hand with Foxy as they try to overpower the other. Jeremy and Mike fired their tasers at her but she quickly stomped her foot, sending debris rising in the air and blocking the tasers path. She jumped backwards and leapt into the ceiling once more.
"Ugh! THIS IS GETTING ANNOYING FOXY!" Jeremy yelled at her. They could hear her rumbling through the ducts in different directions.
"She's heading to the stage." Toy Freddy pointed towards the stand where Foxy crashed down onto like a rocket. Her glowing red eyes pierced through the smoke and she roared. The roar shook the foundations of the pizzeria, sending the three to the cold floor.
As Mike stood up, a plank of wood whizzed by his head. Another plank missed him by a few inches. Jeremy propped up a table as cover and Mike and Toy Freddy ducked behind as well. Planks of wood crashed against the party table as Foxy tore apart the wooden stage for ammunition.
"What do we do!?" Mike said as planks flew above his head.
"Uhh… I got it! Push the table until we reach the stage. Then we can ambush her!" Jeremy said as he prepared to push. The others got into position as well.
"Ok! 3! 2! 1! Push!"
They pushed the table together as Foxy continued throwing parts of the stage at their table. The table scrapped along the floor with a sickening screech as the they forced themselves towards the half-torn stage.
"Now!"
Jeremy and Mike fired their tasers at Foxy but she dodged both and leapt into the ceiling. Toy Freddy followed along the sound of her moving through the ducts. She jumped down right in front of Toy Freddy and swiped her hook at him. Her hook became lodged in his right arm when he tried to block and he yelled in pain. He upper cutted with his left fist and sent her flying up into the lights; it burst into sparks that trickled down. Foxy drop kicked Freddy into the ground.
Jeremy fired his taser at her to help Toy Freddy. As Foxy tried to run, the taser caught her leg and her body lit up as the electricity flowed through her body. She yelped in pain as her systems began to fail and her eyes flew open as wide as saucers.
"YEAH! I GOT HER!" Jeremy yelled out in elation. Mike watched in excitement as Foxy slowly crumbled to the ground with smoke and electric sparks flowed from her body. The taser retracted and Mike could hear Foxy wheezing before slowly but surely collapsing to the cracked ground. She tried to lift herself with an arm but she struggled to maintain her balance.
"Heeeelllpppp…me" she whispered before finally resting her body on the pizzeria floor. Small crackles sounded in the now silent restaurant.
"*pant pant* we…we got her. It's over…it's finally over." Jeremy threw his damaged taser to the ground next to him and sat down.
Toy Freddy held his slightly damaged head and lifted himself off the floor.
"B-bye Fo-Foxy." He said while nursing his open head.
Mike bent down onto his knees and observed the lifeless body of Foxy. He was relieved to see Foxy dead and almost cried out in joy had it not been for his choked up throat.
Finally… No more nightmares. No more worries. Goodbye Foxy.
He wanted to punch Foxy even if she was gone.
He looked at Jeremy for conformation.
"Go ahead. You earned it." He agreed. Toy Freddy looked as well as Mike brought himself closer to the body.
Mike saw the black streaks in the back of Foxy's hair caused by the smoke and the small opening that burst open from the overflow of electricity. Her hand which lied beside her to was badly damaged and her limbs were smoking and cracked in many places. Mike turned Foxy over. The middle of her abdomen had a large black streak down the middle all the way to her chin. For the most part, the front of her body was mainly intact, even her supple breasts remained unscathed.
At least...it didn't matter to Mike anymore. He lifted his fist above his head and brought it down across Foxy's cheek.
WHACK
There was nothing holding back Mike anymore. The air was no longer crushing him and the darkness surrounding him appeared lighter. He was still. Mike had never had this feeling in forever. Not since before the car wreck. Not since before he lost everything in the fire that finished them off. Mike was...at peace.
It was enough to put a smile on his face. Jeremy and Toy Freddy glanced at Mike to see a actual smile on his face. He stood up and was already planning his future away from this death trap. Jeremy helped up Toy Freddy onto his feet.
"Let's go get the kid. She should be in the Prize Room." Jeremy said motioning to the Marionette's hideout.
"You actually found her?" Mike asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, the Marionette helped me find a hidden staircase to the basement."
"I didn't know we had a basement."
"I didn't either. But no matter, let's just get the hell out of here."
Jeremy and Toy Freddy started walking over to the Prize Room while Mike followed behind.
Or he would if he wasn't stopped by a forceful tug on the leg of his jeans. Mike looked down. Foxy was staring back at him with a large grin.
"Wha-" Mike blurted out before his entire body spasmed as Foxy shot an electric bolt up from her arm into his leg and gathering the attention of Jeremy and Toy Freddy. Mike seized uncontrollably as he felt a thousand volts pulse through his veins and contracting his muscles. His vision filled with the sight of sparks and his breathing nearly ceased. The building lit up in a blinding light that can be seen from miles away.
The lights above shone brighter than the sun and then shattered into millions of pieces as the electricity died down. Mike twitched for a few seconds. And he fell onto his back, unmoving and breathing heavily, almost wheezing.
"W-W-we ki-killed y-you!" Jeremy stated with fear in his eyes.
Foxy's voice now sounded distorted and cracked, making her previous voices seem angelic in comparison.
Her voice was broken as she spoke, "Yo-You thought!" She screamed before she stood tall. Her eyes were entirely black with red dots in the centers. Her fur was splayed out but now had a black mark down the chest. Her teeth gleamed with saliva and were as sharp as razor blades.
Mike looked on in a blurry sight as Foxy propelled herself at Jeremy and Toy Freddy, helpless to stop the onslaught. With extreme agility, Foxy swiped her hook at Jeremy who caught her blow in the nick of time with his baton. She punched him square in the stomach and knocking the wind out of his lungs. She bellowed a dark, wavering laugh and brought her elbow down on his head.
"FUCK! ARGHHHHH!" Jeremy screamed out in pain as Foxy grabbed his collar and threw him at Toy Freddy who was too slow to catch him, sending them tumbling to the floor.
"I-I sh-should've ki-illed you, Jeremy!" Foxy said to him. He grabbed his baton and ran at Foxy and yelling a battle cry. He brought his baton down but hit only the air. She had teleported behind him and kneed him in the back. Jeremy grunted as he was sent across the floor and crashed into some tables nearby.
"Weak f-fool!" Foxy pulled him out of the wreckage and tossed him like a ragdoll across the room into the wall. A visible crater appeared over where he landed before he slumped to the ground. He wiped away the blood dripping down his lip and his nose. He weakily pawwed at his baton on the ground next to him and held it in both hands towards Foxy who was slowly making her way over to him.
"I...I won't let you...win." Jeremy stated softly as he was out of breath. His legs were wobbling and his own vision was starting to blur. He ran at Foxy but she side stepped and brought her fist to directly impact his face. He slammed to the floor and the baton clattered to the floor. He was trying all he could to breathe but his nose was plugged with blood. His entire body was aching in agony but he still tried to stand up. Foxy merely giggled and grabbed his collar again and lifted him to her level.
"You-you know the policy about criminals, Jeremy." And then she headbutted him, sending him crashing to the tiles again. He could feel the trickle of blood coming from his forehead.
Foxy lifted her hook, ready to finish him off but Toy Freddy held her hand back. He tried to punch her in the head but she seemly teleported behind him and sent a strong volt of electricity into his back. Her arm was charged in powerful electric streams and she slammed her fist into his cheek and shocking him with another thousand volts. Her barrage of punches continued to paralyze Toy Freddy and prevented him to blocking.
Mike still was unmoving.
"Urghhhh..." Toy Freddy said weakly as his systems began to fail on him. He suffered massive damages from Foxy's electric punches. A danger sign appeared on his sight.
"Weaklings! M-Mike I-is mine!"
Toy Freddy was wobbling where he was standing. Foxy diverted her all of her electric power into her hook. She grinned ear to ear as her hook shone a bright light as her hook surged with electricity. She sprinted at Toy Freddy with her hook behind her.
Mike lied still.
She struck Toy Freddy with her electric hook, bursting through his outer shell and out his back. The electricity instantly melted his inner circuits when it entered and Toy Freddy bellowed his death rattle as the last animatronic to fall. Foxy just stood there with her hook plunged deep in his chest. She pulled it out slowly and kicked Toy Freddy to the ground. A spurt of hydraulic fluid came out his suit and pooled around his offline body.
"Toy...Freddy...no..." Jeremy called out with his face bloody and reaching towards Toy Freddy. Foxy grinned and laughed and laughed and laughed. Then she looked at Jeremy with her wicked smile on her face.
"Yo-your turn mortal."
Mike could tell Jeremy wasn't going to last long. All he could do was watch as Jeremy lifted himself onto his feet and readied his baton. Foxy charged up her hook with a fresh bolt of electricity and prepared to run at him. She pushed on the ball of her foot and accelerated towards Jeremy at an amazing speed.
Mike's hand twitched at him who was limping at Foxy. He lifted his baton and swung down at her.
Unfortunately, Foxy had spun around and swiped her hook at Jeremy's open, unprotected neck. A whip sound was heard as her hook sped through the air and lodged deep into the side of his neck. He cried out in pain until he was silenced with a quick slice across the throat. Foxy smirked.
Blood splattered on the floor as his neck tore open from the sharp metal hook. He stumbled, holding his neck as red flowed in between his fingers and down to his shirt. He took one step and then two before Mike saw his head turn pale from the loss of blood and finally crumbled to the ground. The last sound he muttered was a weak groan just as he extended his arm towards Mike, as though it looked like his final attempt to save him. He could hear him breathe out once more before the entire pizzeria went silent.
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Foxy looked down at Jeremy's body with extreme disgust as she wiped off his traces off of her coat. She wiped off her hook on Jeremy's body, as though she did it to spite Mike. After she had freshened up and shook her body clean of any blood, she observed the scene with content before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"Makes a nice paint for the floor, eh Mike?"
He was still motionless as Foxy slowly made her way over to his limp body with her hands before her back like a schoolgirl.
"Isn't it wonderful, Mike? No more annoying young lads. No more distractions. Just our love is left. And out love alone." She peered down at him with a twinkle in her eye.
His vision wavered in and out of consciousness. Unfortunately, he lost and lost vision just as he felt Foxy slump him over her cold, metal shoulder.
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"…...ughhh..." Mike slowly regained consciousness and found himself in a dark room with a light bulb above as his only source of light. His head hurt badly but as he tried to feel his wounds, his hands cluttered in something. He looked back to see his hands bonded by a pair of handcuffs and was tied up against a pipe.
He looked forward as he heard footsteps approaching from somewhere in the darkness. Foxy revealed herself in all her glory as the culprit. She was smiling innocently and intentionally puffed out her chest to present her large bust to him. Her hand on her voluptuous hips and her eyes half-lidded, she was riveting. But not to him.
Mike wasn't responding, as though he had given up. He felt so bad that he wasn't reacting to her little show.
She didn't like that.
"Mike, if we're going to make our love work then you have to tell me I'm beautiful." She whined.
He didn't respond. He just looked at the ground with a blank stare.
"I see how it is. No matter. I just have to train you then to love me unconditionally, 'matey'."
She lifted his head to look directly in her blood red eyes, "You still have a lot to make up for, laddy. All those nights I spent alone without your voice or touch. The times I wanted you but you weren't there. I'm not just going to make you love me. I'm going to break you." She stated coldly.
Foxy stood up and once again left in the darkness. Mike still wasn't responding, even when Foxy came back with an assortment of "toys" that she found when she snuck through town to keep herself "busy".
She undid his bonds and leaned him against the pipe. Mike, unresponsive, just let her put a ball gag in his mouth and undo his jeans to reach her prize. She pulled down his trousers with her mouth already drooling to see Mike's uncovered prick. Her cheeks flushed and put her muzzle against his groin and took a deep whiff. Her cheeks flushed (weirdly enough) and gave a tentative lick against the base of his shaft.
Mike wasn't responding but Foxy didn't care. She slowly took him in her mouth and bobbed her head back and forth. Soon enough, he was at full mast and she made an audible pop as she released him.
She giggled to feel the tip of his dick touch the tip of her snout and her hot breath made his dick twitch from the sensation. She grabbed his prick with a hand and suckled on the tip. She licked around his urethra until a drop of precum came out, which she licked up with a moan. Her tongue was soft and wet and the tip of teeth nibbled slightly on his shaft. Since he wasn't holding back anymore, it didn't take long for him to breathe out as he climaxed in Foxy's mouth.
"Hmmmmm...Salty like the open sea. How you liking my pirate lingo, Mike? A bit of roleplay to spice up our love, laddie."
She took a blindfold and a pair of rope and made Mike into a blind, bonded worm under her control. The only thing he felt was the cold floor underneath him. That was until he bucked his hips as he felt his dick being pressed in between two plush and heavenly mounds. Mike heavily breathed through his nose as a wet smack sounded in the room, indicating that Foxy had taken him once again in her velvety insides.
He couldn't control his orgasm and he seized up as he painted the inside of her mouth with his cum. Two shots in just few minutes and the sex before had completely drained him and he panted heavily into his mouth gag. He could feel small tears well up in his eyes before Foxy took off the blindfold and his gag. This time she looked hungry for more.
"I- I love you Mike. I want more of you." She said before forcing her tongue in his mouth. She moaned as she held Mike close so he wouldn't escape from her soft lips. She overpowered his tongue and tasted every inch of his mouth. He moaned in displeasure as she parted her lips from his. He could see hearts in her eyes before she put the blindfold back on and lifted herself off of him. She grabbed a vibrator and lied down on floor in between Mike's legs. She turned it on and placed the device on the back of Mike's shaft.
"mmmmMMMMMMM" Mike shouted into his gag as the vibration touched his sensitive phallus. It felt like absolute euphoria. Foxy giggled to see Mike finally reacting and him lifting his hips in the air. She tortured him continuously with the vibrator, increasing its setting until Mike bucked his hips to feel more. His breathing hitched again and again as he senses were overloaded with pleasure. The whole time Foxy was making little quips as she rubbed her quivering pussy lightly with her hook.
"Can't...hold...BACK!" Foxy moaned as she reached climax and doused her hand in her juices just as Mike bucked his hips again onto the vibrator. She rode the waves of orgasm with a smile on her face and dropped the vibrator to hold her right breast. Her brown nipple was perked up and flicked it.
Mike felt a pressure on his knees and a hand caress his phallus. A heat radiated over his prick and felt the tip of his dick touch a soft, velvety opening. He moaned as his prick became enveloped in a tight pressure. His indifference faltered and he moaned as the walls of Foxy wrapped around and pressed against all around his dick. The insides of her were moist and overloaded his senses to the point where he couldn't hold back his orgasm. He yelled into his gag as a stream of cum pumped into Foxy. She panted and held her stomach as she felt his essence flowed into her and painted her insides white.
"It's...so warm. Give me more, Mike!" Foxy began to thrust downward on Mike's crotch. Mike moaned as his hips pushed against her thrusts and forcing himself further into her. She yelped in ecstasy as he hit a deep spot inside her.
"RIGHT THERE MIKE!" She yelled and pushed her hand on his chest to place more strength in her thrusts. Her juices acted as lubricant and allowed her to slam faster and harder down onto Mike. Her plentiful breasts bobbed up and down. Her tongue lolled out as she was overcome with pleasure. She focused on her thrusts and played with her large, round breasts. She wanted to feel more and suckled on one of her breasts, making popping noises as she released her hardened nipple from her suction. Her hot, sticky juices pooled out onto the floor around Mike's legs. Squeech sounds echoed in the basement as she milked Mike for all his cum.
The constant hits against her g-spot weakened her and she fell on top his chest while continuing to slam her hips against his. Her breasts smooshed against Mike's chest, her nipples brushing against his. Her groin was firing up, wanting to reduce the itch in her loins. As Mike's prick entered her tight insides, the walls of her pussy squeezed against his member, never wanting to let him go and molding to his shape. She took off Mike's gag and leaned in to kiss him with unsatisfied passion. Her tongue fought with his over dominance, ending with hers winning over his. Their saliva swapped and she savored every inch of his mouth. She released her lips from his and half-lidded her eyes,
"Feel me Mike. Taste me." She lifted her bouncing breast and brought it close to Mike's mouth. Like a hungry infant, he sucked on her hard, perky nipple with fervor. His teeth bit down on her nipple, eliciting a deep moan from her. He licked her soft, smooth skin on her breast, almost wanting to taste the whole breast. He went back to sucking hard on her nipple until she pulled it from his mouth.
"Let's...try something...different Mike." She said, completely without breath. She placed the gag back on him.
She shuddered in delight as she slowly lifted her pussy out from Mike's prick and turned around into a reverse cowgirl position. She poised her entrance against his member and slammed down to envelope Mike's member once again.
"Right...there!" Her hips moved sporadically as his member continued to bat against her sweet spot with better precision. Her entire body felt like it was on fire as she fucked Mike into submission. Her tail brushed wildly onto Mike's chiseled chest as she slammed harder onto his prick.
Mike's breathing hitched as he was tortured from the intense sensation. He couldn't hold on for much longer. Her frequent thrusts onto his member let him feel every single part of Foxy's tight pussy. Her juices were hot and sticky to say the least. A pressure built up in his testes until he screamed out into his ball gag.
His prick pumped gushes of semen into her pink, pearly insides until he felt like he was shooting blanks. Foxy on the other hand, moaned as she climaxed in unison with Mike. Her juices pushed against the rushes of Mike's cum. His dick plopped out of place, allowing Foxy to fall to the ground exhausted and full.
She tried to catch her breath and watched as globs of Mike's batter pooled out of her. She put a hand on her used pussy and picked up a strand of his cum. She licked her digit tentatively to properly take in Mike's rich semen and moaned softly as her tongue tasted the white heaven she was given.
As for Mike, his nostrils flared as he breathed in and out. He was overcome with fatigue and wished for this to be over with. It was until Foxy ripped off the blindfold and threw off his gag to the side. She looked down at him, with a cold, hard stare. He wouldn't dare take a look at her. She began to speak to him, her voice deep and demanding,
"Listen here," She forced him to look at her, "I will never leave your side Mike. And you'll never leave mine ever again. I will rape you until you learn that deep down you love me. The entire world can recoil in disgust if they want to. I don't care. You want this. You know you do. And what more, I OWN you. And I will have you until I'm satisfied."
She ended her rant with, "Forever."
Again, his vision began to blur. Knowing that efforts were in vain, he'll never have the chance to avenge all those who fell to her hook. As the darkness started to creep into his sight, he could see their bloody faces. Jeremy, BB, Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, and even…
Mangle.
…I…I'm sorry…I'm so sorry everybody…I failed you all…I failed…and everyone I know…knew…is dead.
It didn't matter anymore. He had failed. He was gone. He was…
Lost.
Mike closed his eyes and slipped into a heavy sleep, almost wishing that all this was a bad dream and that he would wake up in his bed. But...he knew better than that. He fell further into the dark crevices of his mind, picturing his fate as not a man, but a toy to be abused and tossed aside like a ragdoll. He would spend the rest of his natural life as a slave to Foxy's desires.
*/ Aftermath /*
It was 5:55 am. Not like it mattered anymore.
Foxy stared at the clock she placed on the wall of the basement. It was almost time for her to rest. But she heard banging.
Bang Bang Bang
It got louder and louder. Foxy was sure that everyone was gone or dead. The only one alive was Mike but he was still tied up to the pipe in the corner. She brushed it off as possibly the rotting floorboards but she jumped as a loud crash sounded, almost as if someone had ripped the wall off.
"What is that!?" She stated, startled from the sudden noises all around her.
Then it clicked in her head.
There was only one who she had left alive. And that was the Marionette.
"Oh no! I completely forgot about him!" There was no mistaking the booming footsteps as the creature approached closer and closer.
She was remembering the pact she made with the Marionette the day Mike arrived unexpectedly. She, being the vixen that she is, had tricked him into believing that she wouldn't hurt a fly as long as she could visit Mike and show her "love" for him. Luckily for her, he trusted her (the poor fool). Whenever she had picked off one of the animatronics, she convinced him that they were only away for repairs and they would return soon enough.
The animatronic was always confined in his Prize Room and never came out for anything unless the boss asked him to or for repairs himself. But she got caught up with Mike that she forgot to clean up the bloody mess upstairs.
Everyone, the band, the staff, even herself, was a bit afraid of what powers the Marionette has. She never faced off against the Marionette and relied on the fact that he would never leave his room. Foxy was shocked to see that he actually investigated what was going on. She tried to think up a plan before he arrived.
Too late. He simply teleported into the room and punched her square in the maw, sending her skidding back into the wall with a loud crash. Her vision recovered from the daze and she could tell that he was PISSED. His eyes were producing a black haze as though he was the true essence of the darkness of night.
She stood up and dashed at him to swipe with her hook but he teleported before it connected. HE teleported behind her, forcing Foxy to spin on a dime and swipe again. Everytime she slashed at him, he spawned somewhere else in the room. She growled, impatient and irritated, and charged her hook with another thousand volts of electricity, showering the room in patterns of sparks in the sky. With her speed increased, she successfully invaded the area around the Marionette and swiped at him. Much to her surprise, the Marionette grabbed her hook without flinching. She attempted to punch him with her right hand but he caught it as well.
They were locked in a test of strength as they pushed each other back. The tide turned and the Marionette pushed her onto her knees as he pushed down with such strength. She didn't know he could be this strong. Black, smoky tentacles shot out from the Marionette's back and surrounded her and constricting Foxy in the air.
The grip grew tighter, Foxy yelping in pain as her insides were compressed and her exo-suit started to crack underneath the pressure. She struggled and tore through the vices with her hook. Again she attacked him only for him to teleport away. She looked around in confusion until she noticed him behind her but she was too slow to react. He grabbed her by the throat and lifted her into the air without any effort.
She clawed and swiped at his arm to release her but he brushed it off, as if the gashes in his arm weren't there. He wouldn't budge or flinch, no matter how painful.
His eyes glowed red in its sockets and he brought a frightened fox close to him.
"You said you wouldn't hurt anyone!"
"ACKKK! I...I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" She lied through her plastic teeth.
"There is a dead man and Freddy upstairs. What more, the child told me you caused her wounds and TOOK her away from our BOSS! You lied to me!"
"Please! Don't! Kill! Me!" Foxy said as the grip on her throat became tighter.
"The man, no, the BOY you were after. You told me he was old enough. I find in his records that he's only 17. I have held my tongue for TOO long Foxy but now I see him TIED UP AND NAKED! I thought you were loving him, not torturing him!"
"HE'S MY ONE TRUE LOVE! I ONLY WANT HIM! HE JUST DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO LOVE! SO I TAUGHT HIM!"
"By forcing yourself on him under the threat of death!? YOU DISGUST ME FOXY! You will die for your sins in this kid's pizzeria! I hope you end up in the scrap heap!"
The Marionette slammed Foxy to the wall and she fell to the ground rolling in pain. She spotted her "lover" out the corner of her eye as the Marionette's tentacles appeared from his back. She started to crawl over to him as the Marionette's eyes blackened once again from anger. One of the tentacles had a sharp, pointed tip at the end of it.
"Mike...I love you. I love you. I'll never leave your side!" She cried out to him.
The tentacle whipped around in the air until it gathered enough speed and was sent crashing down like a rocket directly through Foxy's back. She yelled out in agony as the tentacle crushed her circuits. The tentacle retracted and flew back into the Marionette's back.
Foxy lied, withering away in pain and oozing hydraulic fluid from the gaping hole in her back. Her systems were shutting down on her and a danger sign appeared in her eyes. Despite her failing condition, she pushed herself closer to Mike's body. Just as she lost all her strength, she reached over her hand and placed it into Mike's. Her digits squeezed around his as black, shiny tears began to fall down her crimson cheeks.
She wheezed as her breathing systems failed but before she powered off, she whispered in her last words,
"Miiiiiikkkkkkkkkkkkeeeeeeeeeeeeee...I...I love...you."
The pain overtook her and the audible hum of her shutting off resonated in the basement and all in the pizzeria. Hand in hand with Mike, she was dead.
/ Aftermath /
Ding Dong Ding Dong
Dong Dong Ding Dong
The 6 am bell rang, signaling the end of Mike's shift. The Marionette stared at the lifeless body of Foxy, holding hands with Mike. He walked over and untied Mike from the pipe. He picked him up, his hand slipping out of Foxy's grasp. He slung him over his shoulder and slipped out of the dark basement. He still needed to check on the little girl.
Before he did, he heard the distant wailing of sirens from far away outside. He knew those sirens well. The police, just as Denny promised, were coming and fast. The Marionette had to act fast.
He teleported in the Prize Room, slightly startling the small girl tucked in the corner. She was awake and well since he tended to her wounds. She ran over to him and squeezed his leg for protection.
The cops outside prepared to breach the pizzeria. They received a call saying that they was a killer in the pizzeria. They burst in through the doors and shouted, "THIS IS THE POLICE! SURRENDER NOW OR WE WILL SHOOT!"
The police saw no killer but came in across in the main room a tall puppet holding an unconscious man and a small kid wrapped around his leg, peering from behind as if he was her guardian.
/ 30 minutes later /
The ambulance was here and the cops continued to search the rest of the pizzeria. They found the corpse of Jeremy and a broken animatronic bear on the floor and several animatronics disposed of in a they reached the basement, they came across the fox, broken beyond repair. The group hauled the destroyed animatronics into the main room including the Old Band out into the main room.
Just outside, a familiar car pulled up to the pizzeria, the parking lot filled with flashing police cars and concerned passersby. Some of the staff had arrived but became worried about the cops being here again. The cops were pushing back reporters who had also been called to the scene by the passersby. Denny pops out from the car and immediately rushes over to his daughter who was having her wounds tended to by a EMT.
She looked over and jumped with elation to see her father, "DADDY!"
She ran over and was caught in a tight hug by Denny, some people aww-ing from the mini crowd.
"I'm so glad you're alive my beautiful girl! I'll never let you go again!" Denny had visible tears rolling down his face as he was relieved to finally be reunited with his little girl.
Denny carried her in his arms and swept through the crowd, only to stop at the police line which he told them he was the owner. He looked at the small pile of broken animatronics, a clutter of scrapped pieces and damaged circuits.
And then they brought up Foxy's body with a large hole in the middle of the chest. Denny flinched for a second before realizing that she had powered down and died. Even though she was dead, he could feel a hint of sorrow for her as he observed Foxy's visage which she had a lifeless look. The cops placed her down alongside the others and the police chief walked over to talk to him.
"I believe our job here is done. However, I want to take you down to the station and ask you a few questions regarding the murder of..." He took out from his pocket a ID tag, "Jeremy Fitzgerald."
"That seems fine officer. But if you just allow me a few minutes to do something quick, I'll go with you."
"I don't think I can grant you that."
"This is my pizzeria. I have to check the state of my property."
The officer was reluctant as it was against standard policy but he approved his request nonetheless.
"You have an hour. Since I'm sure this was tragic for you, sir."
He left along with the rest of the police force into the parking spaces where a wave of reporters were swarming the lot.
There was nothing he could do to save the animatronics. However, since the Old Band was unharmed, he could probably make use of them. But he noticed that the Mangle, except for a few crashed pieces from Foxy's bite, didn't look so damaged. He could probably use some of Foxy's body to repair her.
A light bulb appeared above his head as he came up with a brilliant idea. Then it shattered when it fell on his head. His daughter was giggling.
He figured if he could repair Mangle using Foxy's body then he could use parts from the newer animatronics to repair the Old Band. However, he didn't want to continue this job anymore. He would probably sell his place for an extremely low price and hope that some sucker would buy it. Although he doubts it since the news will be all over this place nonstop. The EMTs were having trouble navigating through the crowd with the dead Jeremy in a body bag.
As for Mike, he was still unconscious but in a stretcher. The EMTs were still busy hauling away Jeremy's body.
"Daddy, I don't want to be here anymore." His daughter said to him.
"I know. That's why Daddy is selling this place so we never have to deal with this again. Oh! What did the puppet do to you? The police told me you were hugging him."
"He was nice! He helped me when I had a cut on my head. It hurt really bad."
Wow, that was...nice of him. Always figured him to not get involved. Too bad this place will have to close down again. He might have to be shut down too. Jeez...
Denny decided to take his daughter to the hospital to check for any more injuries. He was met with the bright flashes of the reporters outside as they tried to get a word out of him. He sped away in his car while the reporters continued to badger the police for more juicy details. All for a paycheck...
While the EMTs were hauling away Jeremy's dead body, the Marionette walked over to Mike in the stretcher, breathing peacefully in his long sleep.
He stared at his bruised face and arms as he slept,
"I'm sorry Mike. I should've known she was doing this to you. If I had known...especially back then...I would've stopped her. I'm sorry. You don't deserve such a fate at this age."
He thought about it for a moment. Then he came up with an idea. He could use his powers just this time. Before he gets sent to the scrap yard.
He lifted his hand and waved it slowly, to and fro, above Mike's head. A black haze poured out from his sleeves and down onto Mike's head. An aura of darkness encapsulated the two as suffocating, black haze seeped into Mike's pores. The Marionette's voice bellowed,
"With this last light you burn, you will forget the streams of time here. Such as your burden as a child. No spark of memory shall ignite again from this horror you lived in. Not the snow fox. Not the ranger. Not the one with the tablet. Not your aggressor in crimson fur. All shall be stripped away from the limbo of remembrance in your skull."
With that last sentence, the black haze departed. The ritual was complete.
Now Mike will wake up the next day with no recollection of what occurred the past week.
He was now free from the pain and suffering. He was free.
The EMTs returned and began to roll Mike to the ambulance. Again they were blasted with bright lights as they sped away from the pizzeria. Mike was never to return again. The Marionette watched as the sirens of the ambulance disappeared in the horizon.
Thirty minutes had passed; After Denny took her daughter to the hospital, he put her in the care of his sister. Him, the programmer, the mechanic, and the faithful janitor were at the pizzeria. The mechanic lit a cigarette (because you know, 1987) as he took in the damages of the all the animatronics.
The four men kept looking at the small pile.
"What do you suppose we do now, boss?" The janitor asked as he kicked the arm of Balloon Boy.
"Three things. One, this place will close until I find another buyer to run this joint, which I highly doubt anyone will after the news on this place today." Denny stated with a hint of annoyance.
"Hell, even if you sell this place for pennies, no one would want this death trap. Too many lost." The janitor said while stepping on a bug.
"I'll figure it out. Two, we're going to spiff up the Old Band, bring 'em out of order and back on."
"How? We don't have any money." The mechanic asked.
"We're going to use the parts of the new Band and use them on the Old ones."
"And three?" The programmer asked nervously.
"And three," Denny walked over to Foxy's dead body and opened up the hatch on the back of her head. He reached inside and pulled hard on the memory chip lodged in her crushed central circuits. It came off and revealed the small chip that held all the functions Foxy had.
"Three, we're going to put this in Mangle's body to preserve at least one memory of the past. Since Mike won't be here anymore."
"I still don't get why we can't call her Toy Foxy or Foxy 2.0."
"Get over it. Now, what happened today, never happened. The cops will be here soon to investigate the place so let's do as much work as we can today. You will all lose contact with me. Got it? No calls or anything. I just want to be rid of this place for good."
The other three men nodded their heads and got to work. Denny sighed and scratched his head. He was tired of it all. Maybe he would take his daughter up to New York to live in Manhattan. He was sure he made enough money to find a nice place. He had the money to fix up the animatronics but he didn't want to tell them that.
Meanwhile, as Mike was nearing the hospital, still unconscious, the EMTs were listening to the radio about what happened at the pizzeria they left. Everyone's radio was tuned in and everyone was leaning forward on their seats. Word spread around town about the incident and everyone knew in minutes. All before 7 am.
The whole city was abuzz with rumors and chatters as everyone, from the inner city to the ghetto where Jeremy lived, speculated about what really happening this Sunday morning. News stations were plastered on tv screens all around the city with morning citizens never took their eyes off for a second.
"What happened?" "Someone's dead." "The pizzeria? I never heard of that place."
"Who done it?" "When did this happen?" "My children play there!" "How could they allow this to happen?"
"I knew that place was no good!" "Evil!" "Murderers!" "Foul!" "Hi."
No one knew. But now, no one will.
Mike breathed lightly as he slept, the occasional twitch here and there. He slumbered, unknowing of the events that occurred to him in the past week. As far as he knew, he never took a job at all. He was only committed to his studies.
He will never remember the tantalizing touch of Mangle's lips. Never remember the fatal day when he went on a date with Mangle. Or remember the softness of her fur as he caressed her. At least, he won't remember the times when he was abused, mistreated, and used as a simple sex toy. The pains in his heart were gone. Maybe none of it was worth it. None of it.
Mike mumbled in his sleep. Something along the line of a snow fox.
The ambulance drove on down the finite road, it's quiet lights flashing on the roof, to the city hospital as the bright Summer Sun rose from beneath the horizon and ridding the changed town of the darkness of the night.
The End.
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It's been a wild ride for Mike, hasn't it? He has faced enough for one week. Maybe it didn't turn out the way he expected but that's just life I guess. I'm sure many were hoping that Foxy would survive but honestly, she was supposed to die from the beginning.
I just want to end this note by saying how glad you guys supported and took the time out of your busy lives to read my story. I loved reading your reviews (as well as the amazing stats for the total views *cough* 55,532 *cough* ).
Thank you all. I hope this was enjoyable for you as it was for me.
Before I sign off, I just want to give a shout out for some good people who stuck out with my story,
Mikat2 (for your persistence, thank you, it helped), KillerWoW and Aiden Pierce (for your funny words), TheAlphaVulpine (for great suggestions), Godzilla King of Monsters (thank you), RedCaptain5 (thank you), and other great readers!
(I just saw you guys the most on my reviews)
Many weren't expecting Foxy to die but understand that it was the plot I stuck with for all these months. (Even if your responses were a bit, lovey towards a killer Foxy...)
Anyways, thank you for your time, thank you for being here to read my first ever story (Which turned out greater than I expected!), and most of all,
Have a nice day.