Disclaimer: I don't own FNAF.
Did you think that Gregory's story simply ends there after he gets killed by Fredbear? No, there's still the endless loop of nightmares that he had to go through that he barely managed to scrape through at all before he finally rests in peace... maybe.
Warning: This chapter is a little more graphic, especially during the murder scene.
With that, enjoy the story!
1st Night: 12:00 AM
The words seemingly flashed in his mind. Gregory awoke with a start and sat up on a patterned bed. He was in an unfamiliar room, with two doors at his side and a closet in front of him.
"Wha... Where am I? What's this place?"
Gregory touched his forehead, only to realise that there was a bandage there. Indeed, he was probably at the hospital.
Turning to his side, he shrieked in fear as he noticed the Freddy Fazbear plush on his bed and scooted off the bed. Who decided that leaving a symbol of one of the things he feared the most was a great idea?!
Gregory clambered over slowly and pressed Freddy's nose, resulting in a loud honk which terrified Gregory to reel back.
No, he did not want to see any of those plush toys ever again, not even his little Psychic Friend Fredbear anymore. In fact, Fredbear was the one thing he probably did not want to see the most.
That was when he saw IV drips, flowers and pills at the side of the bed and realised where he was.
"I'm in the hospital?"
Suddenly, he heard a deep laughter echoing across the hallway outside the left door.
"Wh... What?!"
Gregory rummaged through the drawers and found a useful flashlight. Creeping towards the left door with it, Gregory pushed the wooden blue door open and flashed the light down the hallway.
Nothing, there were just pictures on the wall and a grandfather's clock at the other end of the hallway.
"... What the...?"
Gregory went back to sit in front of his bed, his heart racing furiously. What was with that deep laughter which sounded like his brother's?
"I'm scared..."
Suddenly hearing something behind him, Gregory turned around with eyes widened and flashed his flashlight quickly, quick enough to hear a whirring sound and see something hide back under the bed.
"What was that?!" Gregory gasped in horror.
That was when he heard footsteps again, and ran towards the right door, flicking his light down the hallway. There was nothing, as usual. Just a lamp sitting on an end table in the hallway and a window showing the darkness of the world outside.
The brunette gulped as he started to sweat. He could not comprehend what was going on, and was frightened of what things were down the hallway.
He turned back, and continued to sit in front of the bed, trying to huddle himself up, frightened of his current situation.
He stayed there till the clock struck 4:00 AM, switching his light around in place. Suddenly, the light seemed to flicker madly.
"Wh... What? It's not coming from my flashlight..." Gregory commented worriedly, checking his flashlight.
A low grumble was heard from behind, and Gregory turned around.
Suddenly, the creepiest, most vicious version of Freddy Fazbear he had ever seen with glowing eyes and sharp teeth shrieked into his face, causing Gregory to scream loudly and his vision to go blood red, with the words 'GAME OVER' flashing in front of him.
Wait, what?
The words '1st Night: 12:00 AM' flashed across his eyes again, as if he was playing a game. Gregory felt himself flip out of bed again, and checked his surroundings. He was still in the same place.
"The... The heck?"
Gregory went over to each door, and tried to feel for a light switch somewhere to brighten the area. There was none, just as he had expected.
"Am... Am I stuck in my own nightmare...?"
A ball of dread started to fill in his stomach again.
Scared of seeing those torn-up, nightmarish animatronics again, Gregory used his flashlight to check in all places, fearing the unknown.
Suddenly, he saw a figure with glowing eyes step back into the walls. Gasping in horror, Gregory stood there and flashed again just to check one more time...
"KYAAAAAAAAA-!"
Gregory himself screamed and reeled back in horror when Bonnie's face with giant sharp teeth popped up in front of him with a loud screech. Once again, his sight turned blood red with the words 'GAME OVER' in front of him before switching over to the words '1st Night: 12:00 AM'.
Gregory held the flashlight close to his chest with his legs shaking madly. Was he going to be stuck in this horrendous lucid nightmare of a horror game forever?
2nd Night: 12:00 AM
Finally being able to survive the first night, Gregory felt his gut wretch when he realised that he was immediately thrown into the second night of his nightmare mind games.
Flickering his flashlight behind him, Gregory drove the nightmarish little Freddy Fazbear miniatures away, which he had nicknamed 'The Freddles'.
"I hate it... I hate it here... Must I be tortured this much just before I die?"
He watched as the clock continued ticking towards six as he prevented the nightmarish versions of the characters from attacking him. He was starting to get the hang of surviving this dreamscape that his mind had created.
Gregory closed his eyes for a while as he recalled what had happened. Death had loomed over to doom his life so fast, even he himself had no idea what it was really like.
"I wish this night would be over soon..." he sighed in resignation.
As he lifted up his head, he suddenly saw the door of the closet move, as if something had entered it. Gregory gasped and tensed up in fear as he scooted back a little from the closet.
Every child's worse nightmare, the monster in the closet, was becoming true in Gregory's broken mind. A nightmarish Foxy screamed into his face before slamming the closet door back in place.
"No... Not this again...!"
After all, he feared Foxy the most, because he resembled the brother who kept scaring him every single day.
Gregory sat there, resigned as Foxy loomed over him and screamed into his face again before the screen turned blood red again.
"Just let me die..."
5th Night: 12:00 AM
For the rest of the few nights, it was just trying to evade the nightmare versions of the main four animatronics, but tonight, something felt a little different and a little more sinister...
Gregory heard a deep, throaty laugh echo down the hallway and tensed up. Which hallway was it coming from? It seemed like it was from the left... or was it the right?
He quickly flashed the light down the left hallway. There was nothing.
"Oh no...!" Gregory started to freak out as he ran towards the right, only for a different face to pop up in front of him with the sharpest teeth ever and disgusting gums exposed.
Nightmare Fredbear shrieked into his face, causing Gregory to scream and fall down to his knees, his visions becoming red as usual.
"NO! GO AWAY!"
He couldn't even cry anymore - he had no more tears to cry since he was already broken. He was just moving on with this mind game with a broken mind of his own in order to finally be free from this nightmare. Now only moving on his own instincts, Gregory was tired, really tired of everything that was happening to him.
But seeing Nightmare Fredbear caused everything to come back to him, and Gregory soon found himself huddling in a corner again, sobbing as he remembered how his bullies have tortured him till he became like this.
"No... I need to get up. I need to free myself in order to finally move on!"
Gregory soon got up, eyes starting to fill with determination as he gripped the flashlight in his hand like a sword of justice, and moved towards the door, spending the rest of his night to keep the horrendous Fredbear away.
6th Night: 12:00 AM
"How long do I have to keep going through these nights of hell...?"
Gregory sat on the bed, not sure of what to do anymore. His previous night was utter hell, with Nightmare Fredbear always killing him every second.
He was lucky that he was able to finally survive his fifth night of this torment, but he was feeling truly tired of all of this.
He wanted to give up.
Gregory continued with his usual routine, turning to the back to shoo the Freddles away before heading to check every door...
Wait, what? Why are the Freddles here? Shouldn't it be only Nightmare Fredbear who was around?
No... It can't be.
Gregory flipped off his bed and headed down the left corridor, flashing his flashlight down just in time to see Nightmare Bonnie hide back in the darkness. His heart nearly popped out of his throat.
They were all active tonight.
"You've got to be kidding me right now..."
Gregory immediately headed to the other door and heard strange sounds. His eyes widened and he immediately shut the door until the sounds were gone.
It was 4 AM. Gregory had been evading all the animatronics for the past four hours and there was no signs of Fredbear.
Could it be that Fredbear had finally decided not to be a part of this madness? Gregory wanted to sigh in relief since he was used to the mechanics of the main four, but he knew something was going to happen.
And he was right.
As he turned back to scare the Freddles away, he came face-to-face with a golden Fredbear head instead, with red eyes, gums and sharp teeth all in its petrifying glory.
"They switched places. They switched places!" Gregory's heart started to race, knowing that the night was getting more difficult to move through.
Fredbear soon disappeared, and Gregory immediately focused more on his hearing instead of just chances. Hearing a strange noise on front, he shifted over to the closet and flashed his light at Fredbear which had hidden itself in the closet.
"Get out, please..."
As Gregory continued to shake the demon away, he slowly crept over to the left doorway and flashed his light down the hall.
If there was one thing that Gregory knew about this, it was that...
"KYAAAAAAAA-"
"ARRRGH!"
... This mind game was starting to become a rage game that he was sick and tired of instead of a horror game that made him cry for the first few nights.
Gregory clutched his head and screamed in anger as his tears started to flow and his insanity started to slip. Was he doomed to never move on peacefully?
However, he didn't see the same red screen anymore, but heard the beeping of his alarm, signalling the arrival of 6:00 AM instead.
"Wha...?"
And then there was darkness.
"... Can you hear me?"
Suddenly, Gregory heard a familiar voice which didn't sound like it's usual tone - Felix. But instead of his mocking tone, his voice sounded as if it was cracking, as if he was about to cry.
"I'm not sure if you can hear me."
Then he heard a sniffle before the sounds of him ultimately breaking down in regret was obvious.
"... I'm sorry..."
Suddenly, the same teenage male with the white hair and mask with purple tear streaks and red cheeks that Gregory had seen that day beside Damno appeared in front of him. The brunette stared at him.
"You're broken. We are still your friends. Do you still believe that? I'm still here."
Gregory could only look up at the guy in silence. The male sighed before he placed a hand on Gregory's head and smiled softly as he vanished.
"I will put you back together."
Gregory felt more tears streak down his face as his vision blurred into darkness and there was peaceful silence, with only a flatline sounding in the background, finally allowing him to peacefully move on.
... Or maybe it was a trip to another nightmare, only this time, more vicious than before.
1985, 26 June
Sitting at the sides of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza while watching the people without anyone noticing him, Gregory looked on wistfully. Looking at the people, how he wished he could just lead a normal life...
But by some sick twist of fate, Gregory soon realised that he couldn't leave for the other world yet, and he had found himself in the form of what he had feared the very most - Fredbear.
However, he didn't mind anymore. Fredbear's Family Diner was closed for what had caused his death, and, according to what he had heard, the death of another employee in the Spring Bonnie suit. Fredbear and Spring Bonnie had been decommissioned. He felt a little sorry for Fredbear even though he was scared of him. After all, it wasn't really Fredbear's fault that caused that to happen.
As usual, his Uncle Damno was going on with doing his job, but Gregory, who was now called Goldie, soon realised something suspicious was going on when Damno suddenly headed into another room - a safe room, where the decommissioned Spring Bonnie animatronic laid. Fredbear had been turned into scrap metal.
"What's he doing?"
He watched as Damno used a hand crank to push the animatronic parts to the sides and started to climb inside.
"Uncle... Uncle, what are you doing?!"
However, Damno did not respond and proceeded to head towards two children whom Goldie found really familiar.
A slightly more preteen-looking Bryan and Fredrick.
It was then when the realisation hit Goldie, and he panicked. As much as he hated them, he couldn't let more lives be lost!
"No, Uncle! Stop it! I know you can hear me! Don't kill them, please!"
Yet Damno didn't react, and started talking to the two kids, luring them into the same back room where he had put on the springlock suit, and pulled out an ornamental knife with a golden vine snaking around it from a hidden area.
"Hang on... what is he about to do with that knife?! That's our family's spiritual heirloom! No... he can't use that knife or...!"
Goldie, with his spiritual powers not mastered yet, could only watch helplessly as Damno drove a knife into Fredrick's chest and pulled in upwards, resulting in a deep and wide vertical cut in his chest up to his neck. Fredrick's eyes widened in sudden pain as blood flowed from his huge wound like an endless river stream dyed red and out of his mouth while tears started to leak from the corner of his eyes.
Before he fell, Fredrick could only spit out a few words. "What... why...?"
Bryan could only watch in horror as his friend tumbled to the ground face-down, his own blood starting to dye his clothes red and pool around him. Then he turned to Damno with huge, scared eyes.
Damno chuckled deeply, "Scared now, aren't you? Well, you should have thought about that before you shoved Gregory into his grave!"
"N-NO!"
With a maniacal laugh, Damno plunged the knife deep into Bryan's heart before pulling back, causing the raven-haired boy to totter back, unable to take the pain as tears spilled from his eyes. Damno continuously stabbed into the nearly-lifeless body and listened to Bryan's screams till he was satisfied and retreated, his entire Spring Bonnie suit caked a blood red.
"It hurts…"
Bryan collapsed beside a wall, crying softly in pain as blood spurted out in time to his heartbeat like a waterfall before it stopped altogether.
Goldie stared in horror. If that knife Damno had was used to murder someone, they will never be able to leave this world ever again until their mission has been completed, whether or not they like it...
"Bryan! Fredrick! Where are you?!"
Upon hearing a familiar girl's voice, Goldie could only feel his stomach flip as he watched Damno start to grin sinisterly and hide in a dark corner of the room.
"No... Cecilia. Don't come inside the room!" Goldie screamed as he fled outside to warn the girl but to no avail. Both Cecilia and Felix had already entered the room, and didn't notice what was wrong until the doors closed behind them and they smelt blood before they saw the corpses of their two friends.
Cecilia, on instinct, immediately turned behind only to scream in horror and pain as a knife was rammed into the side of her abdomen before being dragged along to form a deep, vertical cut across her gut.
As she started to cry and fall, Felix screamed in fright and shock, "CECILIA!"
Without even giving the oldest boy any time to react, Damno drove Felix up into a corner before he repeatedly stabbed him in the head, driving a long, deep horizontal cut through his forehead. With eyes still widened in shock, Felix's lifeless body slid down the walls and onto the ground, blood dripping down the cut on his forehead.
Damno stared at his artwork from a side, with blood spilling everywhere in the room.
"This is what you get for destroying my nephew's life," he retorted monotonously before he removed the Spring Bonnie suit and left, not a blood splatter on him at all thanks to the suit taking all of the damage.
Goldie stared at the crime scene in front of him, saddened by the fact that he couldn't have done anything to save them. His eyes started to water as he blamed himself for causing their deaths.
"I'm sorry for causing all of this..."
"It's okay, I have a plan."
Goldie turned to the white-haired male whom he had seen in the time of his death, who was now holding a Freddy Fazbear head.
"Marionette?"
"You can just call me Mari, Golden Freddy. But on the condition you allow me to call you 'Goldie'."
"Then... Mari, what are we about to do?"
Mari turned to Goldie and told him, "You can stay out of this if you want to, but I'm going to bring them back to life..."
Goldie's eyes widened. "Y... You mean... you're going to turn them into...?"
Mari nodded solemnly as he placed the Freddy head over Fredrick's own head. "As much as I know they do not want this, their mission right now... is to kill their killer... and this is the only way they can do it now."
"Wh... what?!"
"This is the only way they can them be freed. As much as he is your uncle, Gregory, he still is a serial killer, and justice must be served. The truth hurts."
Goldie could only watch helplessly as Mari placed a Bonnie head on Bryan, a Chica head on Cecilia and a Foxy head on Felix.
In a while, they will finally be awakened, and will become angry killing machines with vengeance against his uncle, their killer, Damno Spyros.
And Goldie did not like where that was going. Not one bit. But he still had to go on with the plan.
After all, what's he got to do, since Goldie himself is a trapped little child stuck in this damned pizzeria, with no other place to go till he completes his mission that he doesn't know about either?