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From: Random Reader
OC
Name-Xavier
Type-Animatronic
Animal-Raven
Side-Evil
Jean awoke in the infirmary, lying in a cot. He felt weak. He sat up. Then the door to the room opened, followed by a tall Raven in a black shirt, matching pants and a purple bow tie entering the room. He breathed out a sigh of relief when he saw Jean was okay.
"I thought you had died. I was afraid I'd have to take control." He said.
"Well, that makes me feel loved Xavier." Jean said with a smirk. He got up and tested his balance. Once he was confident that he could walk, he exited the infirmary and walked back to his office.
He opened the door and saw that someone had cleaned everything up. He walked over to his desk to find the map, but now instead of being blank, there was a large perfectly round burn mark above the words "Paris, France. The Eiffel Tower" also burned into the paper. Jean smiled at the progress and put the map in his pocket. He went to his desk and used the large microphone to send a message over the intercom.
"Attention everyone. Operation Gem Grab is a go. Please report to the briefing room immediately." He said.
Time skip. Briefing room. Five minutes later
Jean looked down at his audience. He saw 100's upon 100's of soldiers, loyal to his word. There were wolf animatronics, Foxes, cats and many other animals, along with an army of soldiers, armed with large guns that you wouldn't want pointed at you. He walked up to the large podium that was in the middle of a stage. He rested his arms on it and said into the microphone "The map has begun revealing itself. And we are going to...Wait for it...Paris!" which was followed by yips and cheers of joy. Everyone had been cooped up for so long, they were excited to get out.
Mikes apartment
Dylan sat at the large computer, bored out of his mind. He had already pirated, downloaded and beat twenty games and didn't know what to do. 'Soooo bored.' he thought 'Maybe I should hack Mikes bank account. Nah, he would cry. Hack the pentagon? Hmm...I could, but I don't really want to be locked up for the rest of my life.'. Then a little notification popped up saying "Jean's PC, Online". Dylan nearly cheered in joy. Not because this was good, because he was bored out of his fucking mind.
He connected to the computer and was greeted with a login window. The username was auto filled, but the password wasn't. He opened a program he had made for this and ran it. Another window popped up saying '8ru73 F0r(3 4774(|. Pr3ss S74r7." He clicked S74r7 and watched as the window disappeared and a series of letters and numbers flashed through the password field. It stopped one it displayed '1987'. He clicked 'Login' and was met with Jean's Hard Drive. He began to sort through everything starting with his 'Games' folder. He reset a few games and replaced the others with some...programs...of his own. He looked through Jean's videos folder, curious to what was inside. He clicked a video and waited for it to load...
Meanwhile, The Pizzaria. Date: December 25th, 1991.
Zimina was in the dining room when he heard something coming from parts and service. She walked over to the room, the daily news paper still in hand. When she got there, the door was slightly ajar. She opened it quietly and saw Vladimir standing over a radio, which was giving off nothing but static. Vladimir turned several knobs and flipped some switches. He got some static with what sounded like a foreign language in between. Vladimir said "Россия? Приходите в России! Ты слышишь меня?! Это агент Владимир! Ты меня слышишь?!
?"(A/N: I do not speak Russian. It says 'Russia? Come in Russia! Can you hear me?! This is KBG agent Vladimir! Do you copy?!' in English. I used Google Translate.)
"V-Vladimir? What are you doing?" Zimina asked. Vladimir whipped around and saw Zimina. He panicked.
"I, uh, I-I.." Was all he could manage.
"Vladimir? What are you doing with that radio?" Zimina asked.
"I-I..I'm not allowed to tell you." He said.
"Tell me what? What are you doing?" She asked again.
"*Sigh*. I-I'm trying to contact Russia." He said.
"Why would you want to contact Russia with a radio? They have phones in America too." She said. "I'm a Russian spy! I was sent here to spy on the US government! Okay?! I'm sorry I didn't tell you!" He blurted. Zimina stood there shocked. This was the last thing she expected. Then she remembered the newspaper.
"Do you hate me?" Vladimir asked.
"N-no. I don't hate you. But you need to see this..." She said handing him the newspaper. He looked it over, reading the headline:
"The USSR Falls. The Cold War is over!" It read. Vladimir blinked a few times before falling to his knees, clutching the newspaper in his fist. He began crying and muttering things under his breath in Russian. Zimina was by his side in an instant. She hugged him tightly and tried to comfort him.
"Shh. Shh, it's okay. It's okay." She said "You still have us." He continued to sob uncontrollably (A/N: For those of you who don't know, the USSR is the Soviet Union, now known as Russia. So, basically, his home country just fell.) no matter what she said. "Do you need some time alone?" She asked. Vladimir could only manage a nod. She held his hand and led him to the room like thingy. He went into it and collapsed on the couch, still crying.
Zimina returned to the Dining room. She sat at a table with Chica and Bonnie, making sure to stay away from Bonnie. She talked with Chica while Bonnie gave her a death-stare. They hung out for a while. Zimina explained what had happened with Vladimir. Chica felt bad for him as well as Bonnie.
They heard footsteps and looked towards them to see Vladimir walking towards them. He had red puffy eyes and tears still on his cheeks. "How you feeli-" Zimina was cut off by Regis walking in wearing a shirt that said in big red white and blue letters "USA"while screaming "Yeah! Whoohoo! We won! The USSR is no more! We raped those fuckers in the ass! Woo!" as well as waving an American flag. Vladimir lunged at him, ready to tear him apart, but was stopped by the three girls. He started crying again and ran off to the room. Chica and Bonnie almost cried for him themselves, while Zimina walked up to Regis and kicked him full-on in the balls, earning a cry of pain from him as he fell to his knees, clutching his junk.
Time Skip. Later that night
Foxy sat in the cove, but not sulking like before. He was cleaning the place up and decorating a bit. "There! Looking good as new!" He said with a smile, looking at his work. He turned around and saw Zimina, Bonnie and Freddy hanging out at one of the tables. He was about to join them when his eyes landed on Zimina. Suddenly, he felt a burning, indescribable rage like no other inside of him. All he could feel was rage towards the Vixen. His eyes turned a dark-ish lime green and had small amounts of flames licking out of the sides. He no longer had control of his body. He snarled and reached for the handgun on his side. He aimed it so it was pointing straight for Zimina's head. He put his finger on the trigger. He smiled wickedly. His finger started to pull back.
Just then, the rage suddenly went away as Foxy realized what he was doing. He lowered the gun with shakey hands. 'W-what was that?' He thought to himself. "That was ME" He heard someone say. He whipped around and saw no one. "Who are ye?" He asked aloud. "I'm in yer head. Me name be Yxof." Yxof said. 'W-why are ye in me head?' Foxy asked in his thoughts. 'I don't know, I just am.' Foxy felt his head turn so Bonnie was in view. 'Who is the rabbit?' Yxof asked ''Cause she is cute'. 'That is Bonnie, and she is mine, so keep away!' Foxy said.'How am I supposed to do that if I be in yer head, lady?' Yxof asked. He did have a point. 'Just...don't do that thing again while I – I mean we – are around her, ok?' Foxy asked. 'Aww, you're no fun. Okay, I'll leave her alone.' Yxof said.
Okay guys, I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry there wasn't as much story development as I had hoped, but, hey, almost 2K words! Also, what do you think about 'ol Vlad being a spy? Do you still trust him? And do you feel bad for poor Dylan, who has no idea about Jean's videos? And what about Foxy's alter, Yxof? What about him? Do you trust him?
YxofI'm right here!
I meant in the fic, Yxof!
YxofOkay, that's better.
Jeez, I don't know about him.
YxofI HEARD THAT!
That's it! I said no more interfering with my A/N's and PM's! Go to mental time out!
Yxof*Whimpers in corner of Foxy's mind*
Good boy. Anyways, if you have an OC, send 'em in! I'll try my best to include them! Damn, I have to pee! Anyways hope you enjoyed this chapter! Be sure to leave a review and follow/fav the story!