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Week 5 Night 1 Ruskev part 1
MICHEAL SCHMIDT's POV
I watched Mr. Fazbear walk away. Ruskev or Sludge, whatever his name is, he is dangerous. If he killed my grandpa, a policeman, and a women without being suspected for the crime. I was suspected for murder of those missing children. What has the world come to? Fucking shit. Was the world ever a good place? Was there ever a time when people didn't accuse people? Was their ever a time when we didn't kill?
I walked down to a place I haven't been to in a long time. Steak'n shake. I used to go there all the time when I was depressed. I entered to embrace people happily eating burgers. I walked up to the counter and dug into my wallet for ten bucks. "Can I help you?" asked a young blonde. "uhh yeah, can I have a double bacon cheeseburger with a medium Pepsi?" I asked. "Ok that will be eight fifty-seven" she said. I gave her the ten. She gave me the change. I waited and waited. I haven't had a cheeseburger in a long time. I looked over to where people were sitting down and eating. In the back corner I saw Fritz, he was smiling. Then sitting right beside him was the deceased sheriff, Jared.
I kept staring at them. They stared back at me. I turned back to the counter. The blonde girl was slowly transforming into Fredbear. "Here is your order sir" she said. I took the order and sat down at one of the open tables. A man with a cowboy hat came over and sat down with me. "Howdy stranger" he said. "Hello" I said. Who the fuck is this guy. "I like to meet strangers, it shows me how small the world really is" the man said. I looked down and opened my bag. I found a package of French fries. No burger. Fuck? What is this? I looked up to see Fritz in the place of the stranger. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Get the fuck away from me!" I said. This brought the attention of some people on a table nearby. "Whoa there stranger don't get your panties in a bunch" he chuckled. "Don't call me that, you fucker" I replied.
"Sir is there a problem?" asked the blonde women from earlier. I turned to see Fredbear standing over me. "Sir if you're going to use that kind of language please leave" she said. "Do I have a problem, DO I HAVE A PROBLEM?" I almost yelled at her. "You, you are the problem, you fucking bastard get OUT!" I yelled at the bear. "Whoa stranger that aint no way to treat a lady" said Fritz. "Sir I'm going to call the cops" said Fredbear.
My head started to spin. I could feel vomit rise up my throat. "Stranger, you're a strange one" said Fritz. I smacked him right in the face. Fritz grabbed my arm and tossed me to the floor. I twisted his arm. He yelled in pain. I rolled him onto the floor and grabbed his arm and squeezed it tightly. "HELP!" Fritz yelled. I socked him in the face once, then a second time. "Get away from me and never come BACK!" I screamed into his face. I punched him again and again. Blood was running down his face. I got p and kicked him right in the face. I looked over to Fredbear. He looked shocked. I looked back to Fritz. Fritz wasn't there, the man in a cowboy hat was laying on the floor with blood streaming down his face. I turned back to Fredbear to see the blonde woman from earlier. She held a knife and was shaking it. IT was pointed at me. "Stay…Stay BACK!" she yelled. "What?" I asked. "Stay back!" she yelled. "I didn't do that I didn't do any of this! I didn't murder those children, I DIDN'T TRY TO MURDER MY SON I FUCKING DIDN'T! GET IT STRAIGHT AND FUCKING ACCEPT IT!" I yelled. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I looked around the restaurant to see that everybody had left but the guy in a cowboy hat.
"GAHH" I yelped in pain as the woman slashed my arm with the knife. I took a step towards her and grabbed the blade of the knife. I used my other hand to grab her arm and twist it. She let go of the knife. I rammed her against the wall and put the knife against her throat. She had tears in her eyes. "Please…pl…please don't kill me, please" she begged. "I won't call the cops I swear" she said. "Please don't come back here, please" she begged. I stared at the knife. "I...I…I I i...i didn't" I tried to say an excuse to why I blew up. I released the knife and fell on my knees. "Who am i?" I asked myself. Tears started to form into my eyes. "I'm not a killer, I'm not... I'm just a person working for a horrible place with a horrible past… I… I'm not" I tried to make up an excuse. "I…I'm so sorr sorry" I croaked. Tears welled up in my eyes. I dropped the knife.
The girl ran over to the man on the ground. I ran out of the restaurant. Tears running in the wind behind me. My face was wet. I wiped tears from my face. The headache was getting worse and worse. I ran into the park. Tears kept going and going down my face like an endless waterfall. My vision darkened. A short yellow Freddy was walking towards me. Then my vision went black.
A long time ago
BOBERT SCHMIDT's POV
I readied my gun that I had stashed behind the cash register. It was about noon. The deal will take place soon. I walked into the kitchen and smiled. On the stove was five bags of cocaine. I had people that ran a secret operation at night. Each bag could hold fifty pounds, they were big bags. It was a holiday no one came to work but me and Ruskev. Ruskev came into the kitchen. "Holy shit, did they really make that much?" asked the young buck. "Yes they did Ruskev, and it's going to be our retirement money" I told him. Ding, DING. "They are here" Ruskev said.
Ruskev followed me out into the party room. There were four men with Ak47's and a man in a beard with a small magnum. Behind the bearded man was a fat man that looked about 20 or so. "Zebadiah! You got the money?" Ruskev asked. "Yeah" the fat kid replied. "I'll go get the stuff" I said. I walked back into the kitchen to hear gunshots. I tossed the cocaine out the window. Ruskev ran into the kitchen clenching his shoulder. "I think they fucked us over" he said. "No" I said. I raised my gun. "I did" I said. I pulled the trigger and watched the bullet pierce Ruskev's shirt. He yelped in pain and ran out of the kitchen.
I ran out into the kitchen to finish the job but Ruskev was ripping the bearded guy's throat out with a party hat. HE took the bearded man's gun and pointed it in my direction. I ducked and took cover. Zebadiah bailed. Ruskev soon chased Zebadiah out the door. There was a bag on the stage. I walked over and looked inside the bag. 200g's. Damn that kid. All well. At least Ruskev is either dead or out of here.
PRESENT TIME
MICHEAL SCHMIDT's POV
I opened my eyes to see darkness. I turned around to see a lamppost. My body was shaking. I was barefoot. The cold snow was burning my face. I stood up and wrapped my arms around my chest. I was in the park. I tried to remember what got me here. Then I remembered the pizzeria. Crap I'm going to be late! I started jogging towards the pizzeria.
I arrived five till midnight. My keys were in my pocket. I opened the doors and walked down the halls. The office was as hot as ever. The midnight chime came soon. AS the lights went out I remembered. Steak'n shake. The man with the cowboy hat. And..The girl…I almost killed her. MY eyes started watering up. "AHHHHHHH!" I screamed as the tears ran down my face. I banged my fist against the desk repeatedly. "GAHHHHH!" I screamed again to announce my emotional pain to the world. The tears were falling onto my pounding fists. "DAMI T DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMNTI IT DAMN IT!" I croaked as I pounded the desk. "Lad?" I heard a voice ask. I turned my head towards the left doorway. Foxy stepped into the office.
"Lad?" he asked. "Are you alright?" he asked. Tears washed down my face. I looked back down to the desk and saw a large dent in it. How do you dent wood? I realized my breathing was heavy, I tried to slow my breathing. "Lad?" Foxy asked again. "No, no I'm not" I said. "I'm a fucking killer" I said. Foxy looked a little surprised but then looked curious. "Ye aint no monster mate" Foxy said.
Foxy didn't leave my side. Tears fell down my face. I must have looked pathetic and I realized it. "I'm…I'm not a killer am I?" I asked Foxy. "I'm...I'm not a monster am i?" I asked. "Lad" Foxy replied. "I'm... I'm still lusting for blood, it's in me bones to kill" Foxy said. "Yet you haven't killed me" I said. "The people we hate, love, and don't even know, those kinds of people live in entirely different worlds than us mate" Foxy said.
Foxy left after a while Freddy didn't show up at all. Bonnie showed up once or twice, but he failed to get in. When he looked inside the window he would laugh at me. I just ignored him. He was back again. I watched him point at me and laugh. "HO HO AHAHAHAHAHH OH BOY HO-HOW PATHETIC YOYOU LOOK!" he laughed. I have had enough bullshit for one day. I grabbed the baseball bat and waited. HE laid his forehead on the window to keep himself from falling over. I swung the bat as hard as I could. SMASH! The window fell to pieces and Bonnie fell backwards with the shards of glass. The six o'clock chime went off.
1997
JIMMY's POV (IF you don't remember, Jimmy is one of Ruskev's men that got torn in half by Freddy in Week Four night 2 I think)
Zebadiah had something coming to him. For ratting out boss man to that Schmidt fella. Ruskev was sitting in front of me. We were at a large villa. We were laying in the bushes just outside the villa's windows. Ruskev got up and hopped through one of the windows. I struggled to climb into the window. I heard some grunting noises come from inside. When I made it inside I saw that Ruskev was strangling a guard with an Ak47. There was another guard on the floor with blood streaming out of his face.
Ruskev finished off the man and picked up his gun. "We got to be quiet now" Ruskev whispered. "But we have guns now" I whispered back to him. "We are still outnumbered" Ruskev said. Ruskev slipped a knife out of his pocket. I did the same. I followed Ruskev into a hallway.
There was various paintings on the walls. The paintings with faces were staring at us. "Damn this is giving me the creeps" I said. "SHHH" Ruskev whispered. "So I banged her all night"- we heard a guard say. "He is right around the corner" Ruskev whispered. "Like a dog man?" I heard another guard ask. "Like a fuckin dog man" the other guard replied. "Get your knife ready, I'll take the closest one" Ruskev said. "On three" Ruskev ordered. "One". "So I killed her after words because I kidnapped her" the guard said. "Two". "It's funner when they are young" said the other guard. "Three". "Yeah, this one time I"- the guard was cut off from Ruskev slamming the knife into his throat and I lunged onto the other guard and slit his throat. Blood spewed everywhere. "Damn it" I said. "Heh hate to get your hands dirty?" Ruskev asked. "Yeah but did you hear these guys?" I asked. "Yeah, I used to be like them" Ruskev said.
I walked into a bathroom to wash my hands. My hands were stained with a crimson red. The bathroom was huge, there was four stalls and two urinals. FLUSH! One of the toilets flushed. A man came out with a newspaper. "Hey" he said. I grabbed my knife and was about to lunge at him when he pulled a gun out. BAM! I closed my eyes. I dint feel any pain. I looked and saw the guard clench his gut then fall. I turned to my left to see Ruskev standing there with a gun. "We got to go now" Ruskev said. "So are we leaving?" I asked. Ruskev turned and looked me in the face and said "We are not leaving, not till they are all dead".
AUTHORs NOTE- So this was a little different, this was one heck of a start for week 5. But anyway FOR people that have skipped some chapters (WARNING SPOILERS FOR READERS THAT SKIPPED CHAPTERS) Michael Schmidt an average person with a girlfriend known as Angel and his son Zach. Looking for a job, he got hired for a pizzeria. He filled the role as the pizzeria's night watchmen. Then on his first few nights he learned of the animatronics Bonnie, Foxy, Freddy, and Chica. He learned that they were all haunted. Over time his fear of the robots faded. An old animatronic known as Fredbear came into play. He took over the animatronics after damaging Foxy. Fredbear then terrorizes Mike for the rest of the week. At the end of the second week, Mike retaliated with Foxy and they defeated the evil Fredbear. All the while a mysterious man is murdering children. This man is later found out to be Fritz smith. Fritz had been talking Zach. One night two policemen come to investigate Mike and the pizzeria but they found more then they knew. Fritz had kidnapped Mike's son and Fritz killed one of the policemen (Sherriff Jared). Mike was hiding from the animatronics while looking for his son throughout the whole night when he runs into a mysterious endoskeleton that saves his life. Mike later finds Zach under the protection of Chica and Mike and the rest of the Fazbear gang team up on Fritz. Fritz gets into an old yellow bonnie suit and the suit squeezed him like an iron maiden and Fritz died. Mike then formed an alliance with Foxy and Chica. Throughout Mike's forth week Angel leaves him and takes Zach with him. The pizzeria gets robbed by a guy named Ruskev. Ruskev likes to be called Sludge. The week ended with Mike standing up to Freddy, face to face and Ruskev killing Mike's grandpa and the other policeman that was there the night Fritz died. Ruskev then proceeded to try to kill the policeman's girlfriend but she committed suicide after a failed attempt to kill Ruskev.
And that was a long summary of what has happened so far. See you guys in the next chapter.
