Resistance is futile… Give up… join us. Be our friend. We were all alone. Now that you have come to play with us… stay. We will be the best of friends in this happy place.

"You call this a happy place?! What is wrong with you?!" I cried.

I twisted around to avoid Arrow's attack in the cage. I felt the cage shake with force of his hit. I bit back a cry of fear and scurried to the other side of the cage. As I reached the other side, I felt the lifeless eyes of the animatronics watching. Cold laughter rang loud and clear through my mind. A shiver ran down my spine. This was not a nightmare, but real life. No matter how much I wish this was Just another dumb dream that I would wake up from, this was real.

Join us… we'd love to be friends with you. Would you like to join us? We know what you've been through… If you join us, you can forget about the pain…

"How about no," I replied.

I ducked just in time to avoid Arrow's fist. As I dove under him, I noticed a black and white, lanky figure in the shadows. It came into the dim light to reveal itself as Marionette. I sighed in relief, thinking that Marionette would take down the other animatronics. But instead of doing what I hoped it would do, it slipped its narrow, claw like hands into the cage and grabbed my arms. Its long, slender fingers held me tightly against the cage. I gasped when I realized I couldn't move. I trembled in fear as a creepy smile appeared on Arrow's face. He crawled towards me like an animal.

"Please! Arrow! Marionette! Please, don't hurt me!" I cried.

It's no use! This is who they truly are! Now you can be friends with us… FOREVER!

Arrow slowly approached me. I struggled against Marionette's powerful grip. I tried to break away, but it was no use. Arrow was next to me, I looked at him. His eyes were just like the animatronics, all black except for a white pinprick in the darkness. This was the end. This is probably how my story ends. I closed my eyes, bracing for an attack when Marionette suddenly let go of me.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you," a voice whispered.

I looked up to see that Arrow was smiling gently at me. Before I could say anything, Arrow held me in his arms.

"What ever you do, don't let go," he whispered.

His breath felt like… nothing… I tensed. Wait a minute… shouldn't I feel his breath brush against my forehead? Arrow doesn't even feel warm… I pressed my ear gently against his chest, expecting to hear a heart beating, but… there was no sound, no feeling of the beating heart pulsing in his chest. The truth hit me, suddenly all of Arrow's strange behavior started to make sense. I let out a scream and struggled against Arrow.

"Stop it!" Arrow yelled.

"Let go of me, you monster!" I yelled back.

Arrow froze, momentarily stunned. Then his grip on me tightened. I heard the sound of metal bars being bended. He broke into a sprint and ran through the hole, Marionette, no, he created. I desperately tried in vain to break away from Arrow.

"Stop it Ninja!" Arrow warned.

I fell silent when I saw the look in his eyes. I rested my head against his empty chest as he try to outrun the insane animatronics. Marionette was right next to him, floating along side of him… I felt tired all of sudden, I slowly drifted off into unconsciousness…

5 years ago…

Life was… interesting with Andrew. He acted just like the father I remembered. Stranger yet… Andrew looks and acts just like him… At first I thought it was just part of my imagination. But after the first month with Andrew, I noticed… things… For instance, he seems to already know what my favourite foods are and that my hobbie is doodling and drawing. He could have noticed what I've drawn in the orphanage, but how could he have known what were my favourite foods when he clearly never lived with me before… or did he? Something is going on, and I'm going to find out what.

Present day…

I slowly woke up to the feeling of someone stroking my hair. I opened my eyes to find Arrow looking at me. I quickly sat up and pushed him away. I backed away from him. Then I noticed that we were back in the office. I heard a sound and turned around to see Marionette in the shadows.

"Are you alright?" Arrow asked.

I turned around to see him right next to me. I took a step back only to trip. I closed my eyes thinking it was going to hurt when I felt someone grab my hand and pull me back up. I felt Arrow's hands pull me into a hug.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

"Let me go," I whispered.

"Why?" Arrow asked.

His voice sounded next to my ear.

"I know who you are, you're just like them," I replied.

I felt his grip tighten for a second and relax.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Stop it," I said.

"Stop what Ninja?" Arrow whispered.

"Arrow… stop pretending you don't know. You one of them… aren't you?" I whispered.

I nuzzled against him, feeling cold. But it was no use, he was not alive. There was no warmth. Arrow was silent.

"Arrow.. answer me," I said, "who are you?"

Silence. Arrow didn't reply.

"Tell me, are you one of them…" I asked.

I shivered. The room felt colder. Arrow's grip tightened.

"Please, I need to know," I said.

"Are you implying that I'm just like those maniacs?" Arrow finally said.

His voice was cold. I shivered, the room was really getting colder.

"No Arrow, what I mea-"

"Don't lie to me," Arrow said.

I felt his grip tighten even more. Arrow's voice was hard, I shuddered at the sound of it. I hid my face against his chest, not wanting to see his face.

"Ninja… look at me," Arrow whispered.

I shook my head, unable to speak.

"Listen, look at me," Arrow said, his voice pleading.

I gathered up my courage and looked at him. I saw hurt written all over his face. I started to look away when I felt his hand hold my chin gently. I looked at him, scared.

"Do you really think I am one of them? I don't know what you're thinking, but I know I am not one of them… because… I… I love you," Arrow confessed.

Before I could say anything, he pressed his lips against mine. Suddenly I felt warm, and I closed my eyes. After a short while, Arrow pulled away. He let go of me and backed away.

"I know you're scared of me. I know you don't about me the same way I feel for you… I'm sorry. I think I should leave. I don't think I will come back. I can't stand seeing you scared like this. I guess this is good bye…" Arrow stated.

"No, wait! Arrow, please! Don't-"

It was too late. Arrow disappeared along with Marionette. Leaving me alone in the office just as the clock stuck 6am. But I didn't notice. I lost another person who was important to me. Just like many times before. I felt empty again. Why is it always me, who has to have someone important to me leave?

I thought life was unfair to me before, but now…

I feel like its against me…