To see the present in your eyes, you must first hear the past.

-Randomn Philosopher

(Years Ago)

In an enlarged room, conveyed with two vents and no door, several posters and some loose hanging cords, sat a man. He wore simple attire, consisting of a grey button up shirt with a black tie. On his right breast, proudly displayed an oddly shaped toast like symbol.

The man had his legs flicked onto the desk in a nonchalant manner. His emerald eyes were glazed to a small computer. He ruffled his dark brown hair and sighed through his nose as a sharp metallic clang came from one of the vents.

He flipped up his computer and tapped a button, raising a brow when a face illuminated itself. A small boy looking animatronic. It stuck its head out and looked directly at the man.

The man shook his head and flicked on a Bear mask, counting his sharp intakes of breath as he heard the animatronic retreat. He took of the mask and sucked in air, straightening his tie with a forceful twist.

He flicked the light on again and smiled faintly, glad to see the inside of the vent. Catching a quick glance at the clock, he saw that it was just 5:47.

He groaned and held his forehead as the recording came back to him, he was supposed to stay as the day guard for some brats birthday party.

Raising his head, he flicked through the cameras and touched a small circle, frowning as it took its sweet time winding up. When full, he flicked his flashlight down the hallway, illuminating a fox like animatronic, torn down from misuse.

He grinned and created an imaginary beat in his head as the light danced on and off. It blinded the fox, and made it scurry away in fear of being flashed again.

As the Man was laughing of his triumph, he saw the clock in the corner of his desk flash and spout confetti as it read Six o'clock.

Stretching, he stood up and cracked his neck, sighing as he made his way to the front door. He passed by several party rooms and the Management room. He then entered the main room, immediately he saw the boy that was in the vents, standing obscenely still with a smile forever plastered on his face.

He held different colored ballons and a sign. The man shook his head and kicked the boy in the shin, smirking as he saw the pudgy shape collapse. But as he did so, he could've sworn…

The eyes of three shapes glared at him as he unlocked the doors. And as if on cue, a man in his early thirties greeted,

"Hey Jeremy!"

The man before Jeremy wore a striped suit with a green tie. His black hair was neatly combed back and his name card stated,

"Hi my name is James."

James's cheeks puffed out as he breathed, and his eyes gasted over the whole room to make sure nothing was broken. But alas, the poor pudgy boy was toppled over and James began to flurry,

"Ah crap… again?"

James sighed as he hefted the blue and red striped thing up,

"I swear, its as if you want it to get you Jeremy…"

Jeremy, awoken from his stupor, shrugged his sleepiness off and smiled,

"Sorry bud, I didn't see him like that."

Jeremy thought he saw a slight twinge reach the edge of James's mouth. But it was gone in an instant,

"Yeah, whatever."

James said with a flick of his wrist,

"Just… help me heave some of this stuff so that it ACTUALLY looks like a birthday party."

Unable to argue anymore, Jeremy simply nodded and helped set up different colored lights. Both him and James moved room to room, setting up different objects.

James instructed that the birthday party was to be held in a special room, the kid apparently loved the animatronic Mangle. Jeremy cringed in horror on the inside but remained calm on the outside as James handed a huge box to him.

Exiting, Jeremy slowly walked to the room, once in view, he took in a few breaths then opened the door. It was like he was a little child as he frantically searched for the light. Jeremy finally breathed once he felt the black knob, flicking it upwards, he saw that Mangle was collapsed and Deactivated in a corner.

So, with a watchful eye, he set up the room, placed tables on order and placed chairs around. Jeremy then set the lighting to a vibrant red and light blue. When finished, he turned and smiled, grateful to be done.

But when he first came into the room, Mangle was in the corner. But now, it was closer to one of the tables. Jeremy scratched his head and shuffled over to limp animatronic. Carefully bending down, he stared at the pink and white fox.

Different parts of its body were either missing or rearranged. Jeremy brought a hand under his chin and remembered his few nights fending this off.

It would either hang menacingly in the hallway or stare at him through the vent. Before he even realized it, he saw that one of the eyes was pointing at him.

A wave of nausea rushed through Jeremy as thoughts came to, was it past 6? Not darin to move, he saw that Mangle slowly shifted and with a flick of its leg, it had toppled a chair over. However, the chair wasn't to be worried about.

It was rather what mangle was saying that chilled Jeremy to the core. It was a mixture of garble and static,

"OH SoRry MaN, I dIDN't sEe iT therE."

Mangle suddenly went limp as the door swung open a James burst in with a scared expression,

"Jeremy?!"

Jeremy still sat there, hand on his chin, looking at the demon before him. With a voice shaken of fear he replied,

"Yeah?"

James held his head and pointed outside,

"Dude! The kids are already pouring in!"

Jeremy nodded and shuffled his tie, knowing that it was already straight,

"Okay."

His voice was hoarse as he stood, James ran from the room and Jeremy heard the animatronics in the other room start singing. Glancing back at Mangle he saw that it wore a smile, and very dimly one of the eyes gazed at Jeremy.

Jeremy picked the chair up and didn't look back as he shut the door to that room.

Outside was a bit more cheerful and friendly as Parents and kids alike smiled and laughed. The ballon kid handed out balloons and waved, some kids sat on the carousel in the middle, giggling as the horses neighed in an animated voice.

Jeremy sighed and scratched his head,

It was going to be a long day.

Within a few hours, Jeremy was assigned to watch the cameras and observe the kids and make sure nothing went wrong.

But as Jeremy watched, literally everything to him was wrong. The animatronics he knew were killers, but now they did a routine with the kids, as if they enjoyed it.

He even saw the Puppet doing so as well. However, he did not remain watching the puppet for long. Because he saw the puppet look 'into' the camera as it handed presents to kids.

Jeremy had to hold himself still and not press a panic button as seconds turned even slower. All that kept him sane was the steady tapping of his foot and the clock ticking away.

A few hours later, at almost exactly 2 o'clock a shrill voice made Jeremy jerk his head up as he saw a shadow running towards him with its arms outstretched. He had no time to react as a bear hug came from the shadow.

Jeremy had all the strength in him not to laugh as he realized who it was.

The head which was buried in his shoulder came free as a loud voice called,

"Mike!"

The boy in Jeremy's arms called out,

"Found em!"

Jeremy held Mike on his hip and growled playfully. Mike wore a red foxy plush lover shirt with a fake hook in one hand. The boy jokingly recited a pirate like phrase causing Jeremy to laugfh and pretend to be one as well.

"There you are Young Captain."

Mike giggled even more as he was lifted up into the arms of a mid thirty man, one he missed who'd came from the hallway as well. Jeremy chuckled and crossed his arms,

"Hey Vinnie."

The man before him smiled and bowed lightly. He had a light purple hue to his hair and his eyes were unnaturally a light blue, which made it seem like the whites of his eyes where in total control. He wore a pink polo shirt and tan cargo shorts. Vincent looked around and shuffled Mike onto another hip,

"I see you've find Uncle Jeremy's little cove young pirate."

Jeremy watched as Mike chimed in with another,

"Arr!"

Of which to they all laughed. But hearing the laughter in the other rooms, Mike looked up at Vincent and said innocently,

"Can I go play Uncle Vinne?"

Vincent poked Mike's belly and nodded. Mike playfully bounced from Vincents arms and ran off, leaving the two alone.

Jeremy scratched his chin and said with sport,

"How ya doin Vinnie?"

Vincent sighed and smiled evenly,

"Peachy. That kid is a spark of energy I tell ya."

Jeremy simply smirked and nodded in agreement, crossing his arms,

"So, they call you in for maintenance?"

Vincent sighed and looked behind him,

"Yeah. Unfortunately… You a day guard now?"

Vincent said glancing at the clock. Jeremy leaned on the desk and said with a harumph,

"Yes, and some poor sod is taking Night guard position."

Both Vincent and Jeremy said in unision,

"Poor Bastard…"

Both let out a brief chuckle, then Jeremy tapped the desk awkwardly,

"Well I got to work."

Vincent coughed and looked around dazed,

"Yeah.. O. Of course."

He turned to leave but stopped,

"Hey Jere…"

Jeremy raised a brow,

"Yes?"

Vincent smirked and said quickly,

"Watch out for Mike please."

Jeremy smiled and nodded, watching as Vincent turned to go into Maintenance. So, now with nothing to do, Jeremy turned on the computer and switched the camera to the main room, watching as the kids enjoyed the monsters sing.

He turned the camera and his expression softened as he saw Mike sitting alone. Before he could care for the boy, Jeremy's telephone came to life, on the Dial read James, so Jeremy picked it up and breathed,

"Yeah?"

James was obviously flustered, again,

"Jeremy! I need you to do something!"

Jeremy held his temple and sighed,

"Obviously, you wouldn't have called me to hear my voice."

James snickered and said quickly,

"Yeah, true. Anyway, I'm busy, a fat kid decided to barf up some of toy chicas pizza, and I need you to check the room with the Birthday girl, because I cant, okay?"

Jeremy coughed,

"Do I have a choice?"

James said suddenly,

"No. Now stop complaining and go do it."

Jeremy set the phone down as James hung up. Heaving himself up, Jeremy quickly walked to the Birthday room. On his way, he saw a group of teens pass by. He caught a quick conversation,

"Did you hear bout the party?"

"Yeah… its supposed to be awesome!"

Jeremy shook his head and continued, he looked in the main room and saw Mike still sitting alone, watching the Puppet.

Shaking his head, Jeremy made his way into the room, he saw at first hand that everything was all well. A young blonde haired girl was sitting on the end of the table smiling as different children ate her pink and white 7 cake.

A few adults sat another table chatting about their kids and their birthdays. But as Jeremy's gaze drifted he saw some bigger kids near Mangle. He watched as they tore it apart, piece by piece.

The girl watched as well, and looked at Jeremy with grief. It wasn't until he saw her lips move that he realized she was talking to him. Jeremy blinked and cupped his ear. The girl said quietly with her hands at her chest,

"Can you tell them to stop?"

Jeremy looked back at Mangle and saw that the kids weren't even putting it back together. Jeremy sighed and nodded to the girl, giving her a reassuring smile.

Slowly he made his way over to the kids and knelt down as a piece of Mangles eyes came loose. Clearing his throat he saw the kids stop and look at him,

"Can you put Mangle back together? The birthday girl says so."

One of the bigger boys sneered and looked over Jeremy's shoulder,

"Oh her. Little miss princess…"

Another boy jeered,

"yeah, fancy pants told my mom to come.."

A girl said sourly as she ripped a nose piece off of Mangle,

"My dad makes me come to her birthday every year."

Jeremy sighed and looked back at the girl, seeing her eyes full of hope that the kids could stop. Jeremy coughed and pointed at the lifeless animatronic,

"Come on now, stop it. You're hurting her."

A small tremor went through Mangle, unnoticeable by the children and Jeremy.

The biggest boy kicked the robot and leered at Jeremy,

"Her? Its not alive stupid."

Jeremy felt his eye twitch,

'Oh if only you knew ya little shit…'

The boy kicked the robot again, causing Jeremys head to snap down as Mangle jerked to life.

It started a little skit with an Erie voice, making all noise in the room to cease. Mangle unevenly gleamed at the Boy spitting out her skit,

"So you're the lucky Boy for today!"

Jeremy slowly stood up as the kids either whimpered or stared as Mangle continued,

"And for being such a luc….luck..lucky boy.. You…you…you get a surprise!"

The boy backed away, but Mangle slinked behind him in an unnatural speed,

"Oh do…don't be sc..scared!"

Jeremy saw the boys brown eyes widen in fear as Mangle opened her mouth, revealing rows of sharp teeth. The other head let out a static like laugh,

"Now close your eyes boy!"

Jeremy saw the next few moments go in slow motion. Kids buried their heads in their parents bosums and look away in horror. The birthday girl was just letting out a scream as Mangles head darted forward.

Jeremy had already leapt forward reaching out for the kid and pushing him aside as Mangles teeth came scraping against bones and tearing flesh.

A bright red jet of crimson jetted out of the wound as Mangle thrashed the figure in her jaws, savoring her moment as revenge. When she had her fill of knawing on the brat, she let her jaws unhinge.

But as she saw the body slump to the floor, it wasn't the boy she had mauled. A flash of regret crossed the broken foxes eye as it was rather the night guard.

Jeremy caught a few glimpses of screaming kids and parents, and the girl who wanted the birthday so bad watched Jeremy smile faintly ,

"H…appy…. Birth…d…ay.."

As Jeremy lost consciousness a shrill wail pierced his ears,

"MIKE!"

{Later}

Jeremy felt himself wake up slowly, he felt himself blink open his eyes….

It was funny. One side of his eye was burning with pain and pitch black while the other saw everything as a pure white.

Jeremy groaned as he tried to sit up but when another fierce pain shot through his spine, he quickly stopped and breathed heavily.

He slowly remebered the moments at the Pizzeria and remembered the thrashing he got from Mangle. Jeremy groaned painfully again at the fact that his ass itched and he was afraid to move.

But he felt himself levitate into a sitting position slowly to see a withered face of a doctor. He had gray hair and a lengthy beard of white. His eyes were shruken in behind glasses.

He wore a doctors robe and his tag said,

"Doctor Amerson."

The doctor hummed slowly and scribbled some things on his pad. Jeremy waited a few moments to where he could talk,

"E.."

Amerson held his hand up as he wrote a few more things down,

" , I would advise you not to speak. We don't know how damaged you are."

A wave of panic flashed through Jeremy, Damaged? What exactly happened?!

As if reading his mind, Amerson sighed without looking up from his notepad,

"You have frontal lobe cortex damage, partial paralysis and your spine was nearly cracked in half."

Amerson took off his glasses and pinched his nose,

"Lets just say you're lucky to be alive."

Jeremy felt as if a ten ton weigh was dropped on him. Amerson looked at Jeremy and smiled warmly,

"Don't worry about the fees either, thanks to you, a boy gets to see his family."

Amersons smile faded and was replaced by concern as he showed Jeremy a recent newspaper,

"This made the frontpage."

Jeremy did his best to read the newspaper,

Animatronic of Freddy Fazbears nearly bites off another Brain!

Mr. Fitzgerald, age 27, save young Brian Drone from death, but receives near fatal wounds! Family of Brian are greatful for their sons life and thank Fitzgerald….

"It just bit that mans head!"

"I was afraid for my children at that moment."

However, as if Brain Biting Robots were enough, 5 children are now missing. Blood and smears of gore are found near a sixth child and adult in a room across from the party.

Jeremy nearly choked on his spit when the next part came to view.

Michael Schmidt was found near his father lying in a murder scene. Shaken to the core, young Schmidt couldn't respond to questions of the authorities. His father however was pressed with the crimes of the missing/possible murder of these children:

Jeremy was tearing as the faces of the missing children were posted.

Vincent McGrier pleads innocent, but court rules him guilty based off of past crimes and evidence found at the scene of the crime. He now faces Jail time and possibly death row.

More will be posted on page 7

Amerson grunted,

"Poor boy. Bet he wishes he was dead…"

Jeremy, who thought he was tougher than bricks, started to cry. Not for the condition he was in, but for the trembling words,

"Watch over mike for me."

As he felt his eyes become puffy and hot, he realized he couldn't even do that…

{Now}

Jeremy now stood before two of his worst nightmares. A crimson fox and a Brown husky. But in a dream, can he feel emotions as the Fox called,

"Jeremy?"

Jeremy steeped back and widened his eyes as the gaze of the fox was all to real,

"M….Mike?"

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Need to work on my evil laugh?

Bah. I'm back after a month with a sizeable chapter hopefully. Sorry for not posting or reading any of your stories. It was by chance that things happened in my life that were inevitable.

*Sigh*

This chapter was off and on, giving you a basic background of Jeremy (Whom is now like 49)

Jeremy: Yep.. 50 in a few days.

And because of that, it may have been better in some areas than others. But if you didn't like it

Meh.

Explain in a review! But all in all I enjoyed this chapter. :) it was fun to make and maybe, it was fun to read.

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