Kyle awoke with a jolt as his phone blared its alarm in his ear. He immediatly regreded it as a massive headache assaulted him. He squinted his eyes and blindly reached over to the night stand, feeling for his bottle of pills. He finally found it gently open one eye, opened the cap, and took two of the pills and sat there rocking back and forth waiting for relief. After what seemed like forever, the pain subsided enough for him to open his eyes. He looked around the dark room and silently wondered what time it was. He grabbed his phone off the sheets in front of him and unlocked the screen, being momentarily blinded by its brightness. He squinted at the screen looking for the clock. 10:50 Friday.

"Ugh damn it, why did i say i was coming in..." Then the pain and memories of earlier came rushing up, " uh oh right."

He stood up slowly to avoid another wave of pain and grabbed a clean set of clothes. After gettting dressed he headed downstairs, and grabbed a quick bite to eat. He grabbed a bottle of pop, put his leftovers away, he grabbed his keys and headed outside.

-11:35 at the diner-

Claire got up from her desk after filing a few reports and looked at the clock.

"Well," she sighed loudly, "I really hope Kyle knows what hes doing."

She walked out of the office and hit the switch, covering her in darkness. She slowly went towards the front door, glancing up at the stage. She stopped and looked at the silloehutes, finding herself feeling both worried and yet oddly excited. 'Maybe, just maybe if Kyles right,...we can reopen come Monday.'

She smilled and walked through the doors, and saw a set of headlight pulling up next to her stepped out and walked towards her, with a slight smirk...and slight limp. Her smile faltered until he spoke up.

"Claire."

"Hey Kyle"

-Back inside-

Freddy could barely make out as the manager slowly walked through the room only to stop and look at the three of them, before turning away and walking out. 'Hmm she must be leaving for the night, guess we are on our own. With...whats his name probably in the hospital...we wont have a night guard tonight."

He stopped as he heard the front door reopen then shut. 'hmm that was fast, maybe that woman will stay here tonight," He watched a dark figure walked slowly from the doors towards the hallways. He sighed and turned to find Chica walked towards the kitchen, and Bonnie sat on the edge of the stage after he grabbed his guitar to strum a few tunes. So he went and sat on one of the tables, until he heard a sound.

"Dum dum da dee, oh aint it grand to be, Dum da dum dee, oh the pirates life for me."

"For a yo ho ho and a bottle of rum, Wont ya climb on me ship, to have a little fun."

"Is Foxy...singing?"

"Sounds like it Freddy." Bonnie replied not looking up from his instrument."And in her normal voice too."

He looked down at the table cloth and closed his eyes adn listened to Foxy's song.

-Meanwhile-

Kyle walked out of the office and headed slowly and quietly towards the main room. He heard Chica making something in the kitchen, Bonnie strumming chords, and a sound that sent a shiver up his spine. Foxy's voice, and the same song from his nightmare. He shuddered and went straight for the basement door, and went downstairs. He walked into a very dark room, he used the flashlight on his phone to find an area marked 'UTILITIES". He opened the doors and found the main power breakers. He found the switches for the main areas and hallways. He flipped them, and heard whirring, whining and chunking as capaciters charged and lights powered on.

Chica came walking out of the kitchen holding a pizza

"Ok guys...FOXY GET OUT HERE...given the ..." Chica paused and felt her face tighten as she about cried from thinking about the inevitable, " uh nevermind... I went all out on this pie everyone, its my best tasting yet." She said striking a pose and giving a big flourish.

"Coming Chic...DAMNIT." Foxy snarled.

"You ok Foxy?" Bonnie asked.

She opened the curtains, and walked out, her left arm from the elbow down was dangling by a few stray wires, . "Yea i accidentally got my arm caught and it busted my joint, Fuck i was i could see, would it kill them to have the lights on in he...Whats that noise.?"

They all heard high pitched whine and then clunking as the bright overhead lights suddenly came to life, blinding them all, forcing them to cover their eyes.

"Ugh Foxy what the hell?" Chica groaned.

"THis wasnt me..Freddy?"

"Not me."

"Nor me." Bonnie spat.

"Then who the hell..."

"Ahem" A fifth voice coughed out.

They all was able to open their eyes and saw the entire diner in all its glory. Freddy looked over at Foxy, who had an odd look on her face. Her golden eyes locked forward. He turned towards her line of sight to see someone standing in the hallway. He stood up and got in front of Foxy.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?...If your here to scrap Foxy..."

Kyle stepped forward and walked straight towards them, Chica gasped her purple eyes growing wide, realizing who it was.

"If i was here to do anything like that...i wouldve done it by now." Kyle said looking Freddy right in the eyes, not letting his fear show through.

Freddy's eyes narrowed at him, "Then what do you want?"

"Well," Kyle sat at a table and opened his pop, "Since i told the cops i fell down the stairs and that you guys never moved, which saved your servos, i think im owed some answers."

"You lied..for us." Foxy stepped forward.

"Yea i did." He said smiling.

Freddy sat down across from him, Bonnie stayed standing but Chica and Foxy sat on either side of Freddy. "Ok What would you like to know?"

"Why try to kill me for the past week?, i did nothing to you, and yet you were hellbent on ending me."

They all looked at each other, "Its hard to explain." Freddy sighed, "Looking back at what we did...some things might not make sense kid."

"Then start with something that should be simple...who is Carl."

Chica groaned, Foxy looked away, Freddy's eye went pitch black with white dots for a split second before switching back to bright green. "What did you say."

Kyle didnt falter, "I said start with who Carl is."

Freddy groaned, "Pay attention then, It all started back in 83 when the boss hired this...this..well, asshole named Carl Johnson. He was this drugged up, alcoholic, shitstain. Anyway this guy was sadistic, used to laugh at horror movies, saying how he would kill the victims, or what the killer was doing wrong. Well anyway, over the years, he started acting weird, asking bunch of questions about the Toys..about us..about the springlock suits. Then ...he started staying late into the morning, staying to close to the kids. Well one day, a kid named Frankie Blitz came up missing. The cops came in asks questions, saying it was a potental murder but never found the body. So they kinda let it go. Then another months later...and then another. Then in early 1987 we caught on, Carl was using the Springhare, the rabbit springlock suit, to lure children to the back entrence...where he would trap them, torture them, and kill them. We all caught him after the forth murder, saw it all, the toys and us four watched him do it through a window. All of it stored in our memory banks."

He paused and looked at the table. Kyle took the opputunity to take another drink of pop, Chica slowly ate a slice of pizza. Bonnie was staring off into to space. Foxy...was gone. Before he could ask, Freddy continued.

"Well, before we could tell the boss, Carl made it so we couldnt. He found out we had an emergency voice command system. He activated it, said he was the adminstrater, and ordered us not to tell anyone."

Freddy looked Kyle in the eye," Our programming wouldnt let us, but we fought to end it, to regain control. For months we struggled, watching that smug asshole, come in during the night and brag to us about the murders, every second we recorded. Until finally one morning during a birhtday party it happened, I got it, i disabled my voice commands. As he was watching the children looking for his next victim, we had just ended our song when he walked by. I leaned in close and told him i was free, and we was fucked. He looked scared and he quickly ran off. But before i could move, the kids wanted another song, so we had to start singing. Then in the middle of the song i noticed it. That fuck Carl, in the suit, walking around. I was getting pissed, then i watched him approached Foxy, then ...then he."

His voice faltered and he started to tear up, but muscled through, "He got close to Foxy and appeared to say something, then it happened, her eyes turned black, and she lifted a child and clamped down on her head with her jaws. I had no choice, i ran over and was yelling for her to stop, i could see it in her pupils she wanted to stop, but her coding wouldnt let her. I did what i had to, i ripped her jaw open hard. The girl fell out, i tried to help but, Carl ran up and hit Chicas and Bonnies power swithces before hitting mine. I found out later that Carl told her to run servo test...which cause her AI to be overridden. When we woke up...well lawsuits, the little girl died, more lawsuits...the toys Fred, Bonbon, Mangle, Mari, BB and Tia shut down and crushed, the pizzeria closed ...and Carl. We thought he still worked here, so we decided to do something drastic , we had to kill him. Everynight we tried and failed, for years. Until finally we thought we had him. Then Foxy noticed something, every week he acted off. Then Chica heard his voice, it was wrong, so after talking to him we found it wasnt. It was some guy named Jack, so we let him.."

"Jack?...Jack Overland?"

Bonnie, Chica and Freddy all looked at each other and back at Kyle, "How do you know that name?"

"He was my uncle, but i never met him, he died before i was born."

Freddy looked concerned, "Well then this is awkward...turns out he was the Day guard but got switched to the night shift, apparently Carl quit the week prior and they needed him last second to switch. So after doing some talking to him, we kinda liked him. He was our friend, our connection to the outside world. He come in, we'd eat pizza, talk and tell jokes, watch movies. He was the best. Then in 91 it all went to shit fast. Carl snuck in, killed him, shoved him in a suit and blamed us. He even went the extra bit to frame him for the murders of those children. Not long after, we were shut down, and locked in a storage warehouse. Then when we got turned back on, Me, Bonnie and Chica had these new bodies, but not Foxy. But that didnt matter, we had to kill Carl, we had to. We just had to. So we got back into the same routine, trying to kill the night guard Carl, up till now, we thought it was Carl so we hit hard. Every week. We ignored it everytime a guard would say there name, we thought it was Carl lying. Mike, Bill, Vincent, Jeremy. They were all Carl to us...until you came. You know the rest."

Kyle sat there taking it all in, there it was, everything. He looked at the band, they looked very sad at what happened, full of regrets. They all looked down at the ground unsure of what to do. If they felt this bad, how bad could...

Kyle stood up and walked to the only place Foxy could be, her cove. He felt the other three watch him as he walked straight towards her area. He opened the curtain, seeing the whole of her stage, a large ship cutout, complete with fabric sails. He saw her sitting on edge of the stage looking at a piece of paper she held in her right hand, her left was sitting next to her, nearly completly torn off. He walked up behind her, "Foxy..are you.."

"Why arent you running?"

"Huh"

"I killed a child, not any child," she showed him the paper, it had a simple drawing of Foxy and some little girl, "My favorite kid, always here, always wanting to hear my pirate tales. Always ..."

Kyle walked up closer to her.

"I loved that little girl, and i killed her, i ripped her away from everything." Her voice started to break, Kyle knew if she could physically cry, she would be.

"Foxy..."

She stood and spun on her heels getting right in his face, her right hand grabbed his wrist hard. He winced in pain, then got instantly afraid when he saw her face. Her new muzzle twisted into a snarl, her once pretty eyes deep black with white dots.

"How could you be near me? Im a monster, a homicidal freak, a thing of nightmares. Ive tried to kill dozens of innocent people, night guards,...i killed a child and i nearly killed you. I wanted..no, needed to kill you just because we thought you were someone else. What makes you able to stand there and not run in fear? WHY? Tell me what could possible make me worth caring for. I dont deserve it." She blinked and Her eyes changed back to that goldish hue, she let his arm go and hers dropped to her side, she looked down, her voice crackling, "Why?"

Kyle looked down. He couldnt answer, she had a point. She was in every word...a monster. But it wasnt her fault, not really. Someone was pulling the strings. He looked in her eyes, seeing just how much emotion her eyes conveyed. She looked terribly sad, like she had given up on everything. He did the only thing he could, her eyes grew wide in confusion and shock as he grabbed her and pulled her towards him in a deep hug, left hand behind her back rubbing softly, his right hand on the back of her head. He held her like that for several moments, not moving, before finally speaking softly and slowly.

"Its ok Foxy, Its not your fault, it was Carl, he did this. He made you do it. You couldnt control it." He continued to gently caress her, "If you were a monster, you wouldnt feel terrible. If you were homicidal, you wouldnt have saved me after i fixed you. Foxy listen to me, the others care about you, i care about you. And i will never be afraid of you." He pulled away from her to look her in the eye, and could see the hope in her eyes. If what he didnt say got to her, the genuine look on his face did. Her muzzle creaked into a smile and she pulled him into a tight hug,"Oh God thank you, for everything, fixing me, lieing for us."

Kyle jsut chuckled, and tried to ignore the pain as much as he could, she was crushing him. When Foxy finally let him go, they both left her cove and went back to the main area where the others were waiting still. Chica was the first to approach, face showing concern. Bonnie looked hesitant, waiting for an answer, Freddy looked very worried.

"Um Kyle...do you...are we...uh." Chica stammered out, then grabbed him in a tight hug as well, "Ohmygodwearesososososoosorrypleaseforgiveusdon'tscrapus..." She rambled on and on, begging for him to forgive them for their mistake. He managed to wriggle free, causing Bonnie to chuckle at the show.

"Its ok guys, I forgive you all, It was all a misunderstanding. You thought i was the same guy that ...well..destroyed your lives. Its not like you tried to kill me just because."

Kyle sat down and Foxy sat next to him looking uneasy. "Um ...can you..?" she motioned to her left arm. Kyle smiled and started to work.

"So now what." Bonnie asked.

"Well...since its only 1 am go do what you guys normally do."

They all look at each other uneasy, "Um well." Chica started.

"Uh right ok do what you normally would do that doesnt involve chasing me." Kyle laughed.

Kyle breathed deep as they all went their seperate ways, Foxy staying to get her arm fixed.

'Well, i guess everythings going to be alright...i cant wait to tell CLaire everything'

Alright another chapter up on time, Im getting better at this. So what does everyone think of the backstory, bit odd but its also different from other FNAF fanfics. Dont worry this story far from over, got a lot to go. Oh and after i up load this, im going to start typing my Skyrim fic so be on the look out for that come sometime next week. If i get really good at this typing thing.,, i might work on all 3 at once.

Anyway you all know the drill, PM me with any thoughts or ideas and dont forget to review... id love to know what everyone thinks. Whether a follower or not, it be nice to get some feedback to know what i should change or add.

So be looking for my next chapter sunday, my new skyrim story sometime after that.

Till then -Fyrewolf-