November 21, 1994
Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, 9:00
Getting in was too easy. The key he had been given when he first got hired for the job had been taken away from him, but getting lock picks was easy. The little metal slivers that could be used to trick a lock were difficult to use at first, but he had enough manual dexterity that he gotten the hang of it extremely quickly.
He looked around the Pizzeria. The old place was falling apart. That idiot G hadn't accepted the offers to buy the old place. What a moron.
As he passed through the building, he heard the sound of motors start up. Crap, the animatronics still had power didn't they?
No matter. They wouldn't be running ever again by the time he was done with them.
He grabbed his specialized tool from his pocket. The company had wondered where the animatronic maintenance tools had gone, but they were too foolish to think that they could be modified into something more… destructive.
He walked around the place. Almost anything of value had been removed, with the exception of the animatronics themselves.
The sound of whirring gears made him look up. Looks like Freddy was coming online, better get to the safe room to make sure this bastard couldn't catch him.
He turned around to see Freddy looking around, as if it was confused. The bear animatronic then apparently spotted something. He couldn't see what it was exactly, but there was a vague outline of a tall figure.
He ripped open the safe room using his custom weapon and ducked inside. He could hear the footsteps of the brown robot coming closer. Freddy turned the corner and walked directly at him, apparently not seeing past the doorway to the safe room.
He grinned, this would be satisfying.
Freddy tried to enter the safe room, but as the man had predicted, the animatronic wasn't capable of entering the room, and wound up glitching.
Too easy.
The man ducked behind the robot and undid the neck joint, causing the bear's head to fall off. He then quickly dismantled the shoulder and hip joints, leaving the animatronic helpless and destroyed.
Almost immediately there was the sound of another animatronic powering on. Good, I wanted this to be quick. How kind of them to oblige.
Bonnie turned the corner and tried to enter the safe room, only to meet an identical fate to Freddy. Chica followed soon after, seemingly oblivious to the broken bodies of her colleagues on the floor. Foxy was last, but he put up a fight. The man had been forced to dodge several swipes before he finally got the animatronic's arms off.
The man sighed, his work complete. He went to look at the wreckage of his adversaries. All of them, as useless as paper.
Suddenly, his outlook changed.
As he watched, wisps of light began to leak out of the torso pieces of all of the animatronics. Before the man could do anything, there were four floating spirits, all of them staring at him.
"Holy crap, this is not real." The man said in disbelief. He dashed off, trying to get out of the building. As he hit the doors, he tried to open them. Locked.
They had locked the doors.
The man, beginning to panic, ran through the whole building, taking a roundabout route to get back into the safe room, where he was sure they couldn't follow.
He was wrong.
November 22, 1994
Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, 12:00
When the clock tolled midnight, the child knew that his friends had managed to get the man into the room.
The shadowy figure appeared before the child. It was a tall figure, with glowing white eyes and teeth. It looked more or less like Freddy, but it had skin, or fur, that absorbed light.
"He's all yours kid." The figure said, removing its top hat and taking a bow, before vanishing entirely.
The shadow had promised the five that they could get their revenge on their killer, so long as they followed its lead.
It hadn't lied.
The child wandered through the abandoned building. It was in shambles by now, but that was unimportant. They would have a new home soon, one where they could rest.
The child entered the safe room to be greeted by the sight of a tall, purple-clad figure. The man's grey eyes darting about the room, searching for an escape.
The fifth, and final, child began to advance on the murderer. He could do little without a physical body, but the man didn't know that. There was one thing that the child was certainly capable of. Creating fear.
The man tried to flee from the ghost, but eventually got cornered. Panicked, he looked around, finally spotting what he took to be his salvation.
The old Spring Bonnie suit.
The man dodged around the ghost and dashed towards the golden suit. He quickly opened it up and got inside. Standing up, he laughed. "You little bastards can't get me now!"
Then the man realized where he went wrong. The spring lock suits shouldn't be moved suddenly, gotten wet, or, for that matter, worn at all.
He had done all three things.
Crack!
The spring locks broke, sending the endoskeleton parts launching into the man's body. He cried out in pain, but the ghosts simply watched as he sank to the ground. Any movement hurt, and he could feel his blood leaking out of his body. As he expired, he uttered two words.
"You can't…"
He will come back. Like he always does.