Now we've got the aftermath of the 'night 4 phone call'. Mike comes in pretty much as soon as six a.m. rolls around with a surprise for the spirits. What that surprise is...well, you'll just have to see.

Oh, and to my lovely guest reviewers...I don't do this often, but I don't want you to go without answers to your questions. This work is a sequel to the original Soul. The Toys, sad to say, have all been scrapped. This includes Mangle as well, I know a few of you want her to be in here, but she like the others was scrapped (except for the Marionette). BB was...well...um, you might want to check chapter 7 of Soul...

I own absolutely nothing except for the few OCs in here (the parents).

"Bold" is the Animatronic's speech

"Normal" is human speech (when the child's spirit is in control)

"Italic" is memory/thought/phone call

Chapter 13

Mike held the multiple items in her arms, cradling them carefully. It wouldn't be good if she dropped them…her mother didn't even know she had them. But she took them for a good cause. Oh they'd be so happy! And Mike would be too.

She put a hand to the front doors, expecting it to be locked, but she liked to check…only to find they were unlocked. Mike frowned, walking into the building and setting the box of stuff on one of the tables. She looked around, not seeing anyone.

"Hey, guys! I'm back!" she called, trying to find the four spirits.

The animatronics were in their spots, just like the spirits strove to do every night…that is…those she could see. Mike walked towards Pirate Cove, just to hear a faint growl come from the inside.

"Guys?" she asked, pushing aside the curtain…only nearly to get rammed into by Amanda.

"Mike! Oh thank God you're here!" the spirit gasped, grabbing Mike's shirt and pulling her into the Cove.

Mike looked around, seeing Sam and Matt holding down Robby…who still was in animatronic form. The eldest spirit yelled, thrashing as Matt yanked on something.

"Hold still!" Matt ordered, "And don't you dare get out of there until I'm finished, you hear me?"

Mike got closer, just to see the long, wooden handle of a knife sticking out of Robby's chest. The girl gave a scream and dashed to her brother's side.

"What…happened?!" Mike sputtered.

Robby's ears flicked towards her and the spirit tried to rise, only to get shoved down by Matt and Sam once more.

"Stay. Down," Matt ordered, eyes flicking black for an instant before fading back to blue, "I mean it Robby, if you move, I can accidently damage something,"

Robby gave a low growl that transformed into a whine as Matt tried to undo the damage done to the older spirit.

"What happened?" Mike repeated.

"Last night, there was an incident," Amanda said softly as Robby gave a pained yelp, "Our…our killer was here,"

"Wait, what?!" Mike demanded, her voice pitching upwards in fear, "The Purple Man…He's…here!?"

"Not anymore," Sam grunted as Robby cried out, his jaws clamping down on Sam's arm, "YEOW!"

Robby's eyes flashed and immediately he released Sam's arm. The older spirit tried to apologize, but Sam dismissed him, wiping off the blood and wincing as the deep, jagged wounds started to close up.

"That's…kinda cool and kinda creepy at the same time, Sam," Mike admitted.

"You should have seen Robby a few nights ago," Sam told her, "That night the power went out? Robby says Freddy and the others attacked him…when we woke up, we heard him scream. He was cut up really badly, bruised all over, his arm was dislocated and he had a really big chunk taken out of his shoulder. He healed within five-ten minutes, but with this…If Robby came out like we are right now with that knife in his chest…I dunno what it'll do, but I doubt it'll be good,"

"We went after the killer," Amanda told her, "Robby nearly had him…he ripped a nice gash from the guy's shoulder to his forearm…but he turned around and stabbed Robby,"

"…Ag-ag-again," Robby groaned, eyes flickering dimly between gold and black.

Matt gently took hold of the knife, but his hands kept slipping. The spirit gave a frustrated growl, running a hand through his hair.

"My hands are too big," he told the others, "We need someone smaller…"

"Let me," Mike told him, "He's my brother…he won't hurt me,"

She came close to her brother's side, wincing at how much oil had pooled around the boy's frame. Robby's glowing gaze locked onto her.

"Hurry," he rasped, "I c-c-can't hold on much l-longer,"

"What's that mean?" Mike asked.

"We have a certain amount of time we can spend in there until we're trapped in there for the day and night," Sam explained, "It's also why we have to be in our spot by six a.m.,"

"Sam, grab his arm," Matt ordered, "I'll do the same here. Mandy, grab his legs…and Mike…carefully pull that knife out. Once we get that out, Robby will heal normally,"

Mike nodded, grabbing the hilt of the knife as her friends each strapped Robby's limbs to the ground.

"Just relax," she told her brother, who closed his eyes.

Mike started to take the knife out, but the blade kept catching on the inner workings of the animatronic. Robby gave an ear-splitting screech, something that made Mike's very core turn to ice. The spirit thrashed, oily tears streaming from his eyes as Mike finally yanked the knife from his chest.

"Let him go!" Matt yelled, releasing Robby's arm while Sam and Amanda did the same.

The scream continued, but this time, smoke streamed from the animatronic, solidifying into Robby's pale, trembling form. The boy's gaze was more haunted than anything, slowly fading from black to gold.

Mike put a hand on her brother's shoulder, he lifted his only hand and put it on top of hers. Even though it was gentle and light…Mike could feel the power that he had. He was so much stronger than he looked…all of them were.

"Are you ok?" she asked gently.

Robby gave a weak nod, attempting to stand. The three other spirits watched carefully as Mike slipped under Robby's arm, holding him upright and leading him out of the Cove.

"C'mon!" she called, facing the others, "There's something I was going to show you before I came back here,"

The four spirits stood in front of Mike, looking at the big cardboard box on the table like children who were eagerly awaiting the time to open presents on Christmas. Mike smiled, thinking it was amusing to see four adults…near adults…looking at a simple box in that way. Then again…they all were more or less children, just in adult form.

"Yesterday, my mom and I got a surprise visit," Mike started, "By your mom, Matt, Amanda,"

The two siblings froze, Amanda's eyes misted over with tears as Matt held her close.

"How…how is she?" he asked, "And Dad…and Sara?"

"They're all fine," Mike reassured them, "You two are even aunt and uncle. Sara had two kids and according to your mom…she named them after you two,"

Both siblings bowed their heads, smiling faintly, but tears gleamed in their eyes. Sam gently reached out and tapped Mike's shoulder, pushing his glasses up on his nose as she turned to him.

"Do you…know how Dad is?" he asked softly.

"He could be better," Mike admitted, "He had a nasty fall a few months ago, he's still healing and basically on house arrest on Mrs. Harper's and a Mr. Fitzgerald's order,"

All four spirits flinched at the sound of that name…Mike noticed, but right at the moment, she was occupied with something else.

"Mom's got in in her mind that you four are still alive…that you just passed out from blood loss," she continued, rubbing her arm, "We know the truth…you didn't pass out, you died that day. But she managed to convince your parents to let her see something of yours to help her figure out what happened…"

She turned towards the box, taking out three items wrapped in cloth and setting them on the table.

"I took them," Mike explained, "Because I knew you'd want them,"

She grabbed Sam's arm and led him to the biggest of the items. Sam looked at her, slightly confused. Mike nodded and Sam gently removed the cloth covering. The boy gave a small cry as he revealed something glossy and red. His shaking hands removed the rest of the cloth and he picked up a fiery red guitar. Sam put the strap over his head, his hands automatically finding their spots as he tuned the strings…and played a single, warm chord, letting the music pulse from the instrument as tears streamed from his eyes.

Mike smiled and picked up one of the smaller packages, handing it to Matt.

"Your Mom said that she was going to give this to you on your birthday," Mike told him, "But she never had the chance…"

Matt gave a nod, closing his electric blue eyes as tears streamed. He opened the parcel, revealing a Walkman…just like the one he had asked for.

"Thank you," he whispered, holding the device close.

"I took the liberty and got some tapes for you too, Matt," she continued, "If your taste in music is the same as it was ten years ago…you listened to just about everything,"

She turned to Amanda and handed the last gift to her.

"I remember when you brought this over to my house," Mike told her as Amanda opened the present, revealing a little lamb toy, "You and I used to play with our stuffed animals,"

The spirit started sobbing as she held it close, her thin shoulders shaking as her tears soaked into the toy's fleece. The lamb had been her mother's, who passed it down to Sara, who passed it to Amanda when she was younger. It was something to remember them by and Amanda was happy for that.

Mike turned to Robby, coming closer and hugging him.

"I would have brought you something too," she admitted, "But Mama has all your stuff under lock and key. I couldn't get to anything but your fox,"

"I don't need anything," Robby told her, "I've got you,"

Mike gave a smile and pulled on a golden chain around her neck.

"Mama was going to give this to you on your birthday," she told him, revealing the golden version of the locket that hung around Robby's neck, "It's identical to mine…but when you died…Mom gave it to me, she hoped that it would help me remember you,"

"I see it's done its job though," he smiled, "And besides, gold suits you better than silver,"

She gave a light laugh before turning towards the others.

"Thank you, Mike," Sam told her, still holding his beloved instrument, "For giving these back to us,"

"That's not all I came here early to do," Mike told them, grinning, "I've got a few more things to give you…"

She got back into the cardboard box, digging out three coats and three hats.

"I'm taking you outside," she told them, handing them each a coat and a hat.

The spirits stared at her incredulously.

"What?" Mike asked, "You're all looking at me like I'm the ghost,"

"We've…never been outside the building before," Amanda admitted quietly.

"Unless you count the time they moved from the old location to here," Matt finished.

"We don't even know if we can," Robby murmured.

"Well," Mike smiled, "No better time to see than now, right?"

The four spirits put on the hats and coats, hiding their animal parts. Robby's tail was being problematic, not wanting to stay hidden…until the spirit decided to do what he had done many years before and wrapped it around his torso, zipping up the coat and hiding the bulge with the coat.

Mike walked outside, holding open the door and waiting for the four spirits to cautiously approach the door. The three spirits then proceeded to push Robby forwards.

"'Fraidy ghosts," Robby growled.

"We're not scared," Sam retorted, "It's just…she's your sister and you're the oldest…"

"Scaredy Bunny," Robby muttered.

"I heard that!"

"You were meant to!" he growled back.

The kids all looked at Robby, who then looked at Mike, his golden eyes slightly fearful as she held out her hand, the sunlight painting the edges of her frame a radiant gold.

The former boy reached out, hand shaking as he took Mike's, closing his eyes tightly…and he stepped out of the pizzeria for the first time since they were moved there.

He gingerly opened his eyes, looking down at himself and then back at the door.

"I'm ok?" he breathed, blinking before bursting into a wide grin, "I'm ok!"

Mike laughed, embracing her brother and releasing him right as the other three children tried to force their way through, all three of them getting stuck as all three tried to exit the same time.

Robby gave a laugh and walked back to his friends, getting them unstuck and gently pulling them out of the building.

"Well, let's go explore!" he grinned.

I am taking ideas of things those five could do on their day out. They weren't sure if they would actually be able to leave the place...hence why they didn't do it earlier. They weren't sure of the consequences leaving the pizzeria would have on them. A lot of you guys want Ashe and Kayle to meet these guys...who knows, maybe this coming chapter they will. But I need ideas of activities they could do. After all, the world has changed since 1987...

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

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Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.