Sorry guys for not posting earlier but college is killing me - and the entire next month consists of exams. Lucky me -.-"
Anyways, this chapter features some changes, mainly concerning the Nightmares.
I got nothing to say, except Act 3 is slowly coming to it's end. Oh, and FNaF World is coming out in February! :D Can't wait for that one. Also, The Living Tombstone is making a FNaF 4 song.
The songs are The Haunted Song (In The Nighttime) by Metajoker ft. Aviators, It's Been So Long by The Living Tombstone and Rough Shift by PoniVille Prank Calls.
Enjoy and if you have any questions or comments, just say or ask!
Night 25: In The Nighttime
There's a child deep in all of us
Who wants to run and play
But a man who wore a golden smile
He took our breaths away
And now it's your turn, and you're going to learn
Of blood in your eyes and of terror and pain
The screams of the damned down in Hell as they burn
A world where you're destined to stay
So come into Freddy's, you're welcome to join us
Just hear as the band starts to play
Just open the doors, close your weary eyes
And we'll make the pain go away
xXxXX
She was a young girl, a kid practically, not even in her tweens. A bit naive as somebody might say. She trusted people, shrugging off any stranger danger alarm. She thought she knew what dangerous people looked like. She believed they were ugly, filthy looking, offering you candy to kidnap you. That's what her parents told her.
So she didn't mind following the guy who had a uniform. People with uniforms are good and he was a security guard – that's what her mind told her – he's here to protect people from the bad guys. So she followed when he appeared in front of her in that goofy bunny suit. He smiled at her nicely, along with her friends. If they trust him, then she'd too.
So she followed him and them into the back room.
That night, nobody heard their screams.
xXx
It's been so long,
Since I last have seen my son
Lost to this monster
To the man behind the slaughter
xXx
Kyra woke up. It wasn't a nightmare, just another vision. However, instead of being scared or disgusted, she was confused and irritated.
„Now they're playing on the victim card." Kyra rolled her eyes and sighed as she saw Plushtrap's confused expression. She sighed, getting up. She stretched, noticing it was dark outside.
She looked at the reflection at the window, seeing herself with a questioning look on her face. She looked confused, surprised even, as if questioning if she was doing the right thing.
She sighed. That was the worst thing which could happen to a Messenger – sympathizing with the spirit whose message they're delivering. Kyra always tried to stay neutral. She could sympathize with somebody's tragic death, but that was it. Showing any emotion, like sadness, fear, despair or even anger could make her unstable. The spirits would sense it and then attack.
Kyra already had experience with that. It wasn't the first time and it won't work again. For once, yes, it was horrible what happened to them, but the fact they were trying to possess her when she let her guard down (not to mention tormenting her just coz they can as well as refusing to leave) made her feel less and less sympathy for them. Now, it was just another job.
However, she wondered why they suddenly decided to change tactics. They knew she didn't trust them anymore, but... then it hit her.
This was all just a game for the children. Now that Kyra altered the rules, especially by befriending the Animatronics and the former murder turned Animatronic Hybrid, as well as revealing the truth, they try to make peace with her and show themselves as innocent and get on Kyra's (who was now practically controling the situation) good side. Smart move – won't work, though. If they really want to get on her good side, they should JUST move on ALREADY. It wasn't that hard.
The rest was Kyra's quest, not their.
Although, she sometimes had doubt.
She heard a low growl and saw Plushtrap with a worried look on his expression. She winked.
„Don't worry, I'm fine." She grinned. „But we better go now and prepare the ambush."
Plushtrap blinked, but then nodded firmly.
xXx
Since you've been gone
I've been singing this stupid song
So I could ponder
The sanity of your mother
xXx
A humanoid-shaped being was staring down from the hallway at the room at the end. He looked like a small boy, except that he had red glowing eyes, sharp claws and a set of sharp teeth. And he was going to get inside that room. The others have failed, but he wouldn't.
Nightmare BB was moving through the dark hallway, the shadows covering him. He peeked inside, seeing the girl sleeping, her head being covered with the blanked. But there was no doubt she was there.
„HELLO?"
He grinned as he saw that the girl wasn't moving. Perfect, just as he was.
„HA-HA!"
He jumped on the bed, letting out a terrifying roar and slashing the blanked with his claw-like hands. A storm of feathers covered him as he stared at the pillows placed beneath the blanket.
A decoy.
„Gotcha!"
Nightmare BB turned around as Kyra and Plushtrap suddenly jumped out of Kyra's closet, shining the flashlight at him. Nightmare BB shrieked, sounding like a dying vampire exposed to sunlight and quickly ran out.
„Hey, wait a sec!" Kyra yelled, following him. „Where the hell are you going?!"
She stared at the dark, empty hallway.
„Hello?" she looked disappointed. „Guys, I just wanted to... talk."
She sighed. She thought that if talking helped her with the Animatronics, perhaps it would help with the Nightmares. But it seems like they weren't talkative as much as she wished.
„That's a downer." Kyra muttered, returning to her bedroom.
Plushtrap looked at her, feeling bad for her. He wanted to follow her, but sensed something behind him. He swiftly turned around, his eyes widening at the sight of a huge black bear with red eyes, staring at him.
The two stared at each other, Plushtrap slightly shaking. He was afraid, but he didn't show it. He wouldn't. Then, the bear slowly retreated back into the shadows, disappearing.
Plushtrap knew that Nightmare heard them.
Soon, they'll get an answer.
xXx
Deep in the Fazbear company
lies some animatronic history
A family fun place for your kids to play
Until the sun goes down for the rest of the day
The robots tend to wander around at night
They're looking for the night man to give him a fright
All of the failures have been taken apart
Except the facial recognition isn't doing its part
xXx
„Hey-yah!" Kyra greeted Freddy as he opened the door. „What's new?"
„Nothing much..." Freddy said as he let Kyra and Plushtrap in. „The same boring day, the same workers... Well, they actually put in working arcades so everyone is at the Party Area, trying them out."
„If it's so... Can I join in?" Kyra asked, grinning. Plushtrap rolled his eyes.
„Sure." Freddy shrugged.
The three went to the Party Area, where the arcades were. Lo and behold, all Animatronics were gathered around one of them. Foxy and Bonnie were playing some sort of racing game, with Puppet, Toy Bonnie, BB, Goldie, Toy Freddy, Chica, Mangle, Toy Chica, Cakey and Muffin watching them. Springtrap was in a corner, not taking part in any of it, just observing.
„Ha, I won!" Bonnie exclaimed, much to Foxy's annoyance.
„I want another round!" Foxy growled.
„Hey, I and Goldie were going next." Toy Bonnie protested.
„I doubt anyone's going next." Springtrap said. Cue to everyone turning to him, confused, with Springtrap nodding towards Freddy, Kyra and Plushtrap.
„Hi Kyra! Nice to see you!" Chica said.
„Ditto." Kyra said. „So, Freddy told me you got a few arcades."
„Yep! Wanna try them out?" Toy Freddy asked.
„Shouldn't I pay for playing them or something?" Kyra asked.
„That's what I've also been wondering." Puppet shoot a glare to the others, who gave him a confused What? expression.
„They're still in the demo. We're just testing them out." Toy Bonnie said. Puppet face-palmed. Kyra chuckled.
„Yeeeaaahh... perhaps another time. When the place actually opens." Kyra said.
„Okay..." Toy Bonnie shrugged. „I'm calling dibs on the next round!"
„NO!"
Cue arguing, mainly between Toy Bonnie, Bonnie, Goldie and Foxy.
„Unbelievable." Kyra muttered.
„They wouldn't argue if you said yes." Balloon Boy laughed.
„Aren't there like more of those types of arcades?" Mangle asked, pointing at the rest.
„Seems like they want to play this specific one." Chica said.
„Boys and their videogames... who would understand them." Toy Chica rolled her eyes.
„So, do you have any news?" Freddy turned to Kyra.
„Nothing specific. However, I actually brought a couple of newspaper articles I thought you should know about." Kyra reached for her backpack and shuffled through them. „Huh? Owwwww, I brought the wrong ones!"
She planned to show them the newspaper articles about The Missing Children Incident. Instead, she brought the ones with the Night Guard add.
„May I see it?" Freddy asked. Kyra gave him one, which he read out loud.
„HELP WANTED! Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Family pizzeria looking for security guard to work the nightshift. 12 am to 6 am. Monitor cameras, ensure the safety of equipment and animatronic characters. Not responsible for injury/dismemberment. $120 a week." Freddy rose an eye-brow, looking confused and surprised. „What?"
„Yeah, who would want to work here for 120 bucks a week?" Springtrap chuckled in a rather black comedy manner. „Didn't know they were also advertising injuries at the job."
Cue Freddy shooting him a glare.
„Well, people obviously did. The actual number is not known." Kyra said, shooting Springtrap a glare as well. The Hybrid gave her a look which pretty much said What did I do now?.
„What are you guys looking at?" Toy Bonnie approached them.
„It's an advertisment for the Night Guard job." Kyra explained.
„Whaaat? Gimme that!" Toy Bonnie snatched it from Freddy's hands. „Wooo, nice picture. But I agree with Springtrap – who would want to work here for 120 bucks?"
„Somebody desperate?" Toy Chica suggested. Toy Bonnie shrugged.
„That's from 1993. I have two more." Kyra took out the other two adds. One was taken by Toy Freddy. The other Animatronics also gathered around.
„HELP WANTED! Grand Re-opening! Vintage pizzeria given new life! Come be a part of the new face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! What could go wrong? $100.50 a week!" Goldie read it, peeking over Toy Freddy's shoulder.
„That's us!" Toy Chica exclaimed, looking at the picture.
„Awww, aren't you gorgeous?" Springtrap said in a mocking tone. Cue to the Toy Trio glaring at him with black eyes.
„$100.50. That's less than the first one." Bonnie said.
„That's from 1987." Kyra said.
Cue silence.
The Animatronics looked at each other, then at Kyra, waiting.
„So? What about that?" Toy Bonnie asked.
„Nope. Doesn't ring any bells." Toy Freddy said.
„Sorry, but I'm clueless as well." Puppet added.
Kyra gave them a confused look.
„We seriously need to work on your memory, guys." She said.
„Is that year important?" Toy Chica said.
„One by one. You'll remember. Eventually... I hope." Kyra then pointed at the third one in Springtrap's hands. „That's the most recent."
„Fazbear's Fright: The Horror Attraction! Local amusement park is getting ready to scare your socks off with a new attraction based on the unsolved mysteries of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Featuring actual relics from the decades-old pizzeria, this new attraction is guaranteed to bring back your childhood in the worst possible way!" Springtrap read. „They had no idea."
„So, that's the place where you were?" Goldie asked. Springtrap glanced at him.
„Yes." he said after a short pause. „Worst week ever. And it hasn't even opened."
„Well, I'm glad it didn't." Mangle said. „Who would anyways want to go to a horror attraction?"
Cue Kyra rising her hand, with everyone giving her a confused look.
„Err, I think that answers ye question." Foxy said.
„Okay, I get the horror attractions. But a horror attraction based on us?" Bonnie gave a confused look.
„Well, they had a good base story." Kyra replied, shrugging.
„I'm glad that it didn't work out and we're back." Chica said.
„I kinda wondered – Fazbear's Fright burned down..." Kyra eyed Springtrap.
„I have nothing to do with that." Springtrap replied.
„Of course not, HAHAHAHAH!" BB said in a mocking tone. Springtrap shoot him a glare.
„Well, what I actually wanted to know is if you guys perhaps remember any encounter with the Night Guards you had. Except for Springtrap, since he obviously does." Kyra said.
„Never got to know him. And I still don't get him what kept him away from going. I mean, there was, like an exit right next to the Office." Springtrap said. „Perhaps he just really liked to annoy me."
„Who knows..." Kyra muttered. „What about the rest?"
„I... can't really remember." Freddy said, shaking his head.
"Okay, don't worry. I can you tell what was going on." Kyra said.
"Really? How do you know?" Toy Chica asked.
"As a Messenger, I sometimes recieve visions of the past. And believe me, I've seen a lot of them..." Kyra paused. „If not ALL of them."
„So, can't you just tell us everything now?" Bonnie asked.
„Obviously, I can't." Kyra replied. „You already experienced how it is when I blurt out the entire truth."
Cue silence.
„Lass is right." Foxy said in the name of everyone.
„Besides, I believe you will eventually remember what happened." Kyra added.
„We hope so..." Chica started, but got cut off by Springtrap.
„I had amnesia at the start, but remembered afterwards what happened. I wish I didn't." he said.
The Animatronics looked a bit confused and not really comfortable with getting their memories back, especially after what Springtrap said.
„You're not the only one. Even I have memories I'd rather forget. However, I doubt that'll ever be possible. Even if I damaged my brain somehow. A small part will always... always know." Kyra said.
„Now that you're saying... I really can't say that I remember, but I do know that we had a good reason for, for hunting the Night Guards." Puppet said, rather reluctantly.
„Because it was a Night Guard who murdered the children." Kyra said. Silence filled the room as everyone thought about it.
Yes, they had been hunting the Night Guard for that reason. Every night, relentlessly and showing no mercy. But, did their thirst for justice make them heros, as they just wanted to help the children who got killed – or did it make them even bigger monsters?
„You couldn't trust any of them, anyways." Puppet concluded. „None of the adults, especially the staff."
„Okay, I can't argue with the distrust point. However, did you really have to go after every adult in the place? Did you even know who the actual murderer is? Or just decided to kill every person until you got a lucky kill?" Kyra asked in a rather blunt manner. The tension following it could be cut with scissors. „I don't expect an answer. I just want you to think about it. I do think that the excuse of being in shock and desperation holds water and that you were blinded by seeking revenge so you couldn't see what you were actually doing – the same going for the children. However, nobody ever thought that perhaps, killing somebody will turn you as well into a killer? Not to mention that killing 3 people makes you a serial killer. Pretty weak, if you ask me." Kyra glanced at Puppet, who had a look of guilty. „I have a lot of experience with spirits. Whatever they were in life, they ain't anymore in death."
„They're still children..." Puppet muttered weakly.
„Children who are turning mine, and probably the lifes of every other person they encountered into something from a horror movie – perhaps Jigsaw, as they see it now as a mind-screw game. Luckily, it got toned somewhat down and I've been ambushing the Nightmares themselves..." Kyra and Plushtrap exchanged looks (the Animatronics, even Springtrap, were dumbfounded – having no idea what she was talking about). „But it ain't over. And I have no means of forcing them to move on – they'll have to do it on their own, which I highly doubt they will. On the other hand, it IS my fault they're here..."
„What do you mean?" Goldie asked.
„I actually died in a car crash accident 5-6 months ago."
„WHAT?!"
Springtrap rolled his eyes as he saw everyone's shocked expression.
„Here we go again..." he muttered.
„And I was the one who accidentally brought them back." Kyra said, playing with her fingers and looking down, looking somewhat ashamed. „I was in some sort of limbo and saw them surrounding me. They were asking me to help them, but never said about what or even how I was supposed to help them. Then they started to talk about nosense, like I'd get some sort of guide, then that they'll show me their pain, then having a big party and how I was invited. When I told them I don't want to join, they started to tell me to leave. They even chanted Leave now! Leave now! It was creepy." Kyra shuddered, her eyes slightly widening. „I remember a boy appearing behind me, with probably the creepiest slasher smile on his face and told me that I don't belong there and pushed me into an abyss. That's when I woke up in the hospital. Few days later, I found out that all of them somewhat clung to me and re-appeared back here as spirits. After that, the tormening started. They would show me visions of the past or whatever happened, but sometimes..."
Kyra bit her lip. The Animatronics stared at her, anxiously awaiting for the next part.
„Sometimes, they'd make me a victim. They'd show you guys chasing me around and threaten me to kill you, even in the for of a little kid. Then I would hear laughter... Child laughter... I couldn't sleep for nights when it started... And it would continue every time I fell asleep. I was sleep deprived for two whole weeks at one point... Then they stopped, but started it again and this time when I'd be chased around, they'd show up and trip me or grab me so you would catch up and... all I can say is that the next thing I saw was red. And metal. A lot's of metal."
She saw the horrified expressions on the Animatronics faces. Even Puppet, who was in denial, was completely shocked.
„Not only that, but they also attempted to possess me a few times since I've been through an emotional turmoil at that time. The next thing I knew was waking up in the bathroom with a razor in my hands and my palm cut and bleeding..." Kyra took off her fingerless gloves to show them the small scar. „I should've been happy I missed the veins... And then..."
„I can't listen to it anymore!" Toy Chica finally snapped. „How could they do that?!"
„Because they weren't satisfied with my accomplishments. The deal was I would find out what happened to them as I didn't know they were the children who were killed a long time ago. I did! I did exactly what they wanted! I found out they were murdered and I found out what happened to their murderer and that was supposed to be it! But they wouldn't leave... They remained..." Kyra looked at the Animatronics with a look of desperation. „When I came to Freddy's for the first time, I was seeking a way to finally end this. Without bloodshed, if it's possible..."
„The way I see it..." Springtrap rose his voice. „We'll have to make sure your blood won't be the one shed."
„Does it even make sense that during my last dream-vision, they projected themselves as victims again, reminding me of their murder? I don't even know what I should do." Kyra said. „I'm slowly growing desperate and I need help. I know they didn't deserve to die, but that doesn't mean that everyone else has to suffer for that. And I don't want to project myself now as a selfish brat..."
„Kyra, you're here a victim as well." Freddy interupted, putting his hand on her shoulders. „We neither wanted this to happen. But you're right, it happened and it needs to be fixed. I already said I'd help you."
„Count us in as well." Toy Freddy stepped out, with the rest also nodding and agreeing. All but Puppet and Springtrap. However, the Hybrid stepped out without hesitation.
„We're kinda stuck in this situation, so I'll help." He said. He then looked at Puppet.
The Puppet was still reluctant. He couldn't believe the children would attempt to decieve them, while at the same time torturing somebody who has nothing to do with what happened. He felt like a dumbass for not believing Kyra at first. He was sure that those children were still innocent, even after death.
But at the end – they became what they hated. And they enjoyed it, turning it into a twisted game.
„It seems like nothing is what it seems, huh?" Puppet asked. „The world ain't black and white as I thought."
„That's something you'll have to learn. It is a painful lesson, but everyone has to go through that. Just, just doubt a bit more, okay?" Kyra said in a comforting tone. „Don't take everything for granted. I had to learn this very early on. Everyone has a mask and you need to make the right decision – even if it isn't the best one."
Puppet slowly nodded, agreeing with her.
„So, can I now play on the arcades?" Kyra gave the Animatronics a sheepish smile. They started at her for a bit, surprised with how fast she changed the topic. „Hey, I came here to have some fun. And in the newspaper article stood that Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria is a magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. I know it ain't open yet, but I really want to have some fun now. So?"
„Ugh, uh... you sure? Don't cry if I beat you at that racing game." Toy Bonnie said with a sly smile.
„Who says yer goin' first?" Foxy interupted.
„Guys, there are, like, arcades open for everyone." Chica got between them.
„But we want to play that one!"
Springtrap rolled his eyes when the arguing started all over again. The Animatronics were behaving like little children. It was like he was the only adult around...
Springtrap's eyes widened at that thought.
True, he was the only adult. The only adult possessing an Animatronic. Considering that some of his previous personality was transferred into the Animatronic he was now, it wasn't surprising the rest acted like little kids. Because they were possessed by kids. Some of their childish personality remained.
Just as Puppet distrust of him.
Springtrap felt the air temperature dropping several degrees. It was freezing, but it seems like only he noticed it.
He looked around, spotting the culprits in a dark corner.
6 children, glaring daggers at him.
The boy in the front mouthed something and then they disappeared. However, while not hearing it, Springtrap knew exactly what he said.
You won't get an another chance.
xXx
In the nighttime when you're all alone
The clock strikes 12, and we come home
Sing on, on, join our haunted song
'Til your life is gone