"I-I'm sorry I couldn't save any of you, please forgive me." She said quietly, as if she was talking to a tiny child.
"How touching." Vincent said in a mocking tone, clapping his hands together slowly.
Casey fixed Vincent with a glare, but she was already crumbling from the talk about Samuel earlier, and the fact that every step closer to the figure at the end of the hallway, she felt dread and fear growing in her stomach. The Golden Freddy suit was sitting up straight, its head was removed, and its silver endoskeleton shined in the dim light. Vincent looked at the animatronics, but they stared back at him, twitching, looking almost unsure.
"Come on, you useless hunks of scrap metal, do as you're told!" he snapped, malice filling his voice.
The animatronics jumped and shuddered at Vincent's voice, like children being scolded by an angry parent. Casey felt cold plastic and synthetic furred hands grab her roughly, picking her up off the floor. The blonde felt a surge of panic rise up in her as she kicked and struggled, before she felt something beneath her feet. Casey looked down, and she fell silent. The Golden Freddy suit was below her feet, and the words "IT'S ME" felt like they had been pressed into her head. She shook her head, the room looking pale in comparison to the hollow-eyed teddy. She could see the animatronic frame that had been placed back inside, and its silver gleam set shivers down her spine. Suddenly, everything was quiet besides the small animatronic voice from the back of the crowd.
"Mom-my? W-w-where a-a-a-are you?" The blue rabbit's endoskeleton eyes were two unholy black holes, with white, gleaming pupils. The animatronic's heads turned to the distorted voice, and Casey smiled with relief, before she felt very human hands grab her and face her towards him.
"What did you do?" He barked angrily, his dull eyes narrowed at her, "Never mind, it doesn't matter, I'll just kill you myself." The purple man brandished a knife in his hand, before lunging towards her. Casey had only a second to react, and reached for her gun before remembering that she no longer had it. The man lunged again, this time making contact with Casey's left arm. The blonde let out a short-lived scream as Vincent was already preparing to attack her again. She ran in the direction of the Golden Freddy suit, holding her bleeding arm. The blonde held up the suit's heavy, golden paw to where the knife was being thrust as her. The man grunted as the knife was held fast in its place by the animatronic workings inside of the arm. He let go of the knife as Casey's right hand connected with his face. The two fought, throwing punches and kicks. All of the noises, from the twitching animatronics, to the two angry adults fighting on the ground, had awoken the lean, black figure, who had been dormant in the box that the suit had been leaning against. Casey rubbed her face as she stood up, along with Vincent. She looked at the blood that was from a cut on her cheek, and quickly wiped it off on her shirt. She then felt a velvety, hand on her shoulder, and turned around slowly to see the Marionette staring at her with its plastered smile on its face. Casey jumped back, only to feel something cold enter her body, with a sharp pang of pain along with it. The blonde fell to the ground, coughing, and seeing red liquid fall to the ground. She behind her at the face of the purple man, who had a wide, beaming grin on his face. Casey felt her eyes grow heavy as she coughed again, feeling a warm, sticky, fluid fall from her lips. Casey heard the man step over to her and grab her forehead, giving her a few smacks to the face,
"Hey, you need to be awake, or it's not fun—also, I want my knife back." The man grabbed the hilt of the knife buried in her back, and he yanked. Casey grit her teeth against the pain, tears running down her face as she sat back against the box, the music box playing from the inside of it. The man set the knife on the side of the prize-counter. He was about to begin moving Casey towards the Golden Freddy suit, and she grabbed the knife off the counter using a foot, and kicking it up, having it land on the floor with a metallic clang. The animatronics, at this moment, were beginning to feel the impulse of their programming, they were remembering the rules, and the knife on the ground was not following the rules. The tattered Freddy reached for the object but Casey suddenly let out a shriek, in order to startle the teddy. She reached for the knife as the man let go of her arms, and she pulled the silver-red blade above her head before slamming it down onto the man's foot. The man let out a howl of pain, falling backwards, and landing on the Golden Freddy's endoskeleton. The sharp endoskeleton neck buried itself in his upper back, and he let out a gurgling noise, then fell silent. Casey panted as animatronic hands picked her up, and music box was all she could hear. She could hear a bell chiming in the distance as warm blood ran down her back and legs. Casey smiled sadly, her brown eyes closing, and letting out a last breath, before the scene of the pizzeria became nothing but a bad-dream, and the officer swore she could feel something leave her as she died.
Two Weeks Later…
"12:00 AM," the clock read in green letters, and a darkened, almost transparent figure smiled. She had been waiting for a while. The figure hovered slightly above the door, looking down as the new security guard walked in, due to Jeremy being switched over to the day-shift. She clapped her hands together. The new guy was going to be a new friend. As it had been written in red ink on Jeremy's check the week before, the figure whispered gleefully,
"Welcome to the family, Scott." She took notice of the parts and services door. It was wide open, with tools and the like sitting on the floor. They were fixing the older models and getting ready for a brand new re-opening in a few weeks, and she and her friends were getting restless. The woman trailed behind the man, slowly drifting in the direction of the security office. On the way there, the woman strayed from his path, and into a darkened room, with a few party hats, and a banner inside of it. The banner was faded, but if someone looked close enough, you could see that the banner read, Happy 6th Birthday, Samuel Knight! The woman brushed the banner with a transparent hand, something in her head clouded her thoughts, but she swore she remembered a small boy for a split second. The woman turned away from the banner, looking to the large suit that sat limply in the corner. Its fur was golden and tattered, its black eyes soulless and murky, but it would do. The woman noticed dark liquid on its right paw, but she shrugged it off, the transparent woman grabbing the suit's head by its eye-sockets, and lifting it into a standing position, and moving it like a puppet. She wrote on the wall, in whatever dark substance was smeared on the teddy's paw,
"IT'S ME."
That was the bitter-sweet ending! I'm sorry it took so long, I've been busy with highschool, getting influenza, and then more school, so I haven't been able to update recently! I've also begun planning out the sequel for the happy ending that you guys wanted. If I think what I've planned out is worth-while, I will defiantly be posting it soon! And oh my goodness, the FNAF 3 trailer just came out yesterday. [internal excited screaming]-Rose