A haunting silence fell over the animatronics.
"What have you done with them," Golden Freddy hissed.
"The less you know," Drago said darkly. "The better."
All the fear JJ and White Fang felt whenever Drago was close started to disappear. It was being transformed into rage. JJ curled her hands into fists as she muttered, "You are a horrible person…"
Drago chuckled mockingly. "Hallelujah, what now, do you want a reward for being so smart?"
Even if he didn't want to, Golden Freddy knew everything was going to turn into a mess. Drago had a cloud of misfortune with him all the time. Wherever he was, a problem appeared. And not just any problem, one that always drove the animatronics into an issue with a hard solution.
Sometimes, one with no solution at all.
"Where are they," JJ soughed coldly. She had never spoken that way, not that her innocent nature would ever let her.
"In here, of course. Where else would they be?" Drago continued to taunt her. Dead or alive, he would never change.
"Stop fooling around," JJ continued, her fisted hands trembling as her fury grew stronger. That same emotion full of overwhelming hatred was around White Fang as well.
And with no second thoughts or a single second to lose, White Fang's eyes flashed in red for an instant. With a growl, she lashed towards Springtrap. However, just as if it was something that could be seen every day, he easily dodged the quick attack.
"Is that everything you got?" Drago scoffed at her, looking into her enraged eyes. Giving no reply, White Fang just stared back. They were waiting for each other's attack, both prepared for any imminent strike.
Golden Freddy watched worriedly. Just like Phantom Chica, he didn't want things to be solved with a fight. But when Drago is the problem, reasoning wasn't and will never be the solution.
Make them stop.
It wasn't hard for the golden bear to recognize that voice. It was Luke, the soul within him.
"How?" Golden Freddy asked, out of answers for once in his life.
The others. You must find them. Horrible things will happen.
He didn't like the way things were taking. Something he knew perfectly was that the ghosts of the children were never mistaken. Only one of them saying that horrible things will happen made Golden Freddy feel worse about it all. But finally, taking a look of confidence, he decided to follow the animatronics' way to arrange things with Drago. "Tell me where they are."
In the room. They are locked inside.
Golden Freddy looked over to the hall the room was located. Knowing that White Fang could be perfectly fine on her own, with an extra help of an enraged JJ, he started walking towards the door when a loud, metallic crash noise caught his attention. He looked behind, that way seeing White Fang sitting against the wall with JJ next to her, worried.
When Golden Freddy looked back at front, Springtrap was blocking his way. "Where you going anywhere?" Drago asked coldly. Golden Freddy looked at Springtrap's glowing eyes with contempt and fury.
Let me take care of this.
He seemed somewhat startled at Luke's words. "Are you sure?" he asked with concern.
I know what I'm doing.
With a smile, Golden Freddy closed his eyes and let the child take control of him. When he opened his eyes again, the white glow of his irises was brighter than ever.
"Stop this. Right now." Luke hissed at Drago, who simply laughed.
"Look who's talking, the little crybaby. Do you really think I'm going to obey you? You and your friends are nothing more than a nuisance." Chuckling, he continued, "I really did everyone a favor by taking your sickening foolishness out of this world."
Luke knew how manipulative Drago was. He was just trying to make him feel useless, without a single chance of doing anything against him. He wouldn't fall for that old trick twice.
"I challenge you to think for once in your life." Luke said reliantly. "All of this loss; and for what? Didn't you have enough fun? Can't you give your insanity a rest?"
"Ah, kiddy, you don't understand anything at all. You all think you are geniuses that have an answer for anything. Just like these pathetic animatronics. They ruined my life. Now I'm yet again making them pay."
"It's you the one who doesn't understand. These animatronics, they are kind, amazing friends that can bring people together."
Drago made Springtrap smile, and then slightly open his jaw, revealing a small part of his head. "Or tear them apart."
Luke made Golden Freddy step back. Closing Springtrap's mouth, Drago continued, "See? Not everything is as you think it is. Not everything has the rainbow colors of the childhood." He made a pause. "One I never had."
"W- what-" Luke stuttered.
"If I can't have a childhood like everyone else, then no one should."
"That's stupid!" Luke shrieked.
Just as if he could hear his voice yelling over, Phantom Daisuke looked up attentively. "What's wrong?" Phantom Chica asked worriedly.
"Something's wrong. We have to get out of here. Now."
"But how? The door is looked, remember? And we can't go through anything!" Phantom BB complained.
"Well this sure is the best night ever!" Phantom Toy Bonnie yelled angrily, kicking a fallen nail on the floor. And for more surprises, he actually kicked the nail. Something didn't connect about it all.
"You actually touched it…" Phantom Chica muttered thoughtfully. "It's like… we are getting closer to reality somehow…"
"But how is that possible?" Phantom Freddy questioned. "We didn't do anything at all. This all is just… happening."
"Of course…" Phantom Daisuke realized out loud. "Sometimes, things just happen…" His eyes sparkled up with hope. "We can make it out of there. We must work together."
For the first time since they argued, Phantom Chica smiled at him.
"And why take it on everyone?" Luke asked, threateningly. "Don't you know how to solve your own problems?"
"And don't you know how to keep your mouth shut?" Drago snapped. "You talk too much. When I was a boy, I had nothing. No one to cheer me up when I was sad, no one to help me when I was troubled, no one to tell me what I needed to know. By the other hand, you had your mommy and daddy to do everything for your happiness, didn't you?!"
Golden Freddy's eyes looked down into a sorrowed expression. Luke paused for a rather long moment. "I don't have a mother…"
As this happened, White Fang got up, shaking her head. Her eyes narrowed when she saw Springtrap again, and was about to continue the fight, but JJ put her arm before her to stop her. She knew what was happening, and knew it was better to not do anything at all unless things took a sharp turn.
"Do you think you are the only one who has had problems at young age?" Luke continued, his voice cracking. "It's better to live in fear of the animatronics than living without a mother…"
For once, his words managed to silence Drago momentarily. But when everything seemed to be about to go back to normal, Drago started laughing maniacally. "You poor thing. I don't care what happened to you. You had always been taunting me, you and those other brats. Everyone needs to pay. You haunted me. Now it's my turn."
White Fang looked at Springtrap with hatred. JJ was sure nothing was going alright, but didn't want to start a fight again. No matter how accursed, insane, heartless ad cruel Drago was. Nonetheless it was still hard to retain the desire to attack.
"Leave them alone!" a voice called from the distance. Dustin was standing on the far end of the hall, carrying the same bar he attacked Springtrap with on his hand.
"You sure are a persistent boy." Drago told him.
"Don't force me to use this," Dustin menaced, tightly holding the rod in front of him.
"No, Dustin, don't do it!" White Fang yelled, knowing the danger the boy was getting into. Springtrap slowly advanced towards him, each of his footsteps thumping lowly with a metallic noise.
"Annoying fools like you make me sick." Drago said darkly. Dustin's arms started to tremble as the animatronic approached him.
"Leave him alone!" JJ yelled, trying to run towards him. White Fang stopped her, knowing that she would only get hurt by going on her own against Springtrap. Instead, it was the wolf the one who was decided to attack.
Meanwhile, Golden Freddy, still under Luke's control, watched almost desperate. He didn't know what to do. If he left or if he stayed; both options led to a bad ending.
Suddenly, out of panic, Dustin threw the metal bar at Springtrap, who caught it with a quick movement. Drago chuckled. "Pathetic." As White Fang neared him, ready to an attack, JJ suddenly burnt from behind her.
"Wait, no!" the wolf bellowed, trying to get her to stop. But it was too late. Springtrap looked at the animatronic, and smirked.
"Out of my way!" Drago yelled, slashing the bar at JJ. It hit her right in the chest, sending sparks flying.
"JJ!" White Fang screamed desperately. She caught her before she fell over, and kneeled down. "No no no, please, not you!"
Golden Freddy got to her side, looking ruefully at JJ. She was just unconscious, but both animatronics feared the worst. Turning his attention back to a shocked Dustin, Springtrap kept on advancing towards him.
"You think you are a hero. Many think that, and what happens then? Speaks for itself."
"No, get away from me!" Dustin yelled desperately. From afar, Hiro heard everything, and rushed towards the chaotic zone. He stopped short when he saw Golden Freddy and White Fang with JJ on her arms and Springtrap walking menacingly towards Dustin. White Fang glanced at him, then did a double take. Hiro was running towards Dustin, and the wolf immediately knew his intentions.
"Hiro, no!" she yelled, nut to no avail.
Right in that moment, the phantoms were still trying to open the door, but nothing seemed to work. Bonnie was behind them, with his eyes closed. He seemed to be completely concentrated on something. His eyes flew open, and he ran towards the door. By just ramming against it, it forcefully opened.
Bonnie had been the second one to discover his hidden ability.
"Bonnie, you did it!" Phantom Freddy announced happily. Bonnie looked at the door, not believing himself. "Yes, yes I did it!"
"Now let's go!" Phantom BB ran towards the others, followed by everyone else.
"No, stop!" Dustin screamed frantically, hoping that Springtrap himself would listen and get out of Drago's control. But nothing.
"Dustin!" Hiro shouted as he ran towards him.
Springtrap was ready to throw the rod at the boy. "No!" Dustin cried out. He saw Hiro running towards him, and extended his arm in a stopping way, screaming, "Hiro, don't!"
Just as Springtrap threw the bar, Hiro pushed Dustin away.
Getting into the aim.
Getting hit.
It happened the right moment the phantoms came up. With a terrified gasp, Phantom Chica stopped her rush. She ran back towards the disaster, but the other ghosts didn't. They were too shocked.
Dustin was on all fours, breathing heavily as he looked at the ground. He looked at his far side.
Someone great laid there.
Unmoving.
Blood dripping.
His breathing paused, Dustin looked back at Springtrap. Drago's sadistic laughter echoed around. Getting up, almost losing his footing, Dustin looked back at Hiro. "No…" he muttered.
He kneeled besides him as Phantom Chica did the same. "No, you-" she choked out as Dustin put his ear into Hiro's chest.
Nothing.
Only by seeing the boy's pupils dilate, Phantom Chica knew what happened. Shaking her head, she couldn't take a word out. "N-n… No…"
Satisfied, Drago finally left. Gaining back control, Springtrap shook his head and looked around with a dreary grumble. In front of him, Phantom Chica and Dustin were kneeled besides a fallen Hiro. Springtrap looked behind, seeing the rest of phantoms with broken expressions. They ran towards Hiro, Springtrap following their movements with a saddened look.
"No no… No…" Phantom Chica repeated over and over again. She didn't want to believe it. She wanted it all to be a nightmare.
Springtrap crooned softly as he tilted his head, watching the scene with confusion. Cautiously, he advanced towards the broken-hearted group. "No, get away from him!" Phantom Chica bellowed furiously, making Springtrap back away, whimpering sadly. "Go on, get out of here!" she kept yelling, a pained look full of saddness on her face. Springtrap made a sorrowed wail, but Phantom Chica made him flinch back as she cried, "Go away!" With a last whimper, Springtrap ran away, hiding in the darkness.
"It's not his fault. You know that…" Phantom Freddy said softly, putting his hand into her shoulder.
A/N: Enjoy this huge wall of text I made for you to read!
Oh my… I so sorry T_T But my stories have two things that you will always encounter: They have a heart-breaking moment. Someone always dies.
I'm sure someone must have noticed: this chapter is mostly based on a scene from How to Train Your Dragon 2. That is my inspiration fountain.
And that being said, have fun crying like I am ;-;