(Third Person P.O.V)
By the next night, everything seemed to be fixed. Everyone was surprised of how quickly it took, but of course no one knew about the animatronics having any part in it. That was one of the main reasons why everything was done way earlier than it was thought to be.
However, unlike nights before, the whole building was silent once again. No one was there except the stationary animatronics, and Vincent was just flying around the building, not making a single noise. Silver wouldn't be there for another fifteen minutes. So right now, everyone seemed to take advantage of the silence.
This complete silence proved a disadvantage to the man coming in the back door.
Vincent knew that. Yet pure panic was still present in the atmosphere, with all the animatronics out, unable to be turned on. As soon as the backstage door came to a quiet shut, the lights throughout the building immediately flickered, after a minute darkness enveloped the place.
Jeremy was immediately struck with confusion, and he instantly mentally yelled at himself for not bringing the flashlight. He was planning this for weeks, and yet he already seemed to be the one with a disadvantage. He quietly walked out from the stage and out to the Main Party Room, with his gun tightly in hand he realized he was much more prepared. He had much more resources to use this time, more than enough to deal with him. Or the possible companion he could have up that sleeve of his.
Vincent stayed transparent, and remained out of his murderer's vision. For the time being he just had to wait, he didn't want to risk anything right now. Not after his ideal plan began to unfold so quickly. Vincent peeked around a corner trying to draw the killer's attention for a split second. Jeremy looked over, without hesitation and thought, he aimed and pulled the trigger, hoping to at least wound him.
Vincent wasn't that far out, so he simply stepped back in and watched the bullet fly past him. If Jeremy was like this, Vincent knew this was going to be easy. In fact, maybe a bit too easy. He landed on the floor, and a feeling began to wash over him, and he knew this feeling was true after he heard the entrance bell quietly ring, catching Jeremy's attention.
Silver.
She had just gotten inside, probably not hearing the bullet. Vincent knew she wouldn't walk into a building when guns were fired, she wasn't that stupid.
Jeremy was now running to where he saw Vincent, and she was just walking down the hall to the office. Vincent went invisible and watched from above as the two met face to face with one another. Jeremy seemed completely in control, while Silver was stricken with pure panic in her eyes. She took a step back, causing Jeremy to take a full sprint to her. Silver ran across the office and into the other hall, with Jeremy very close behind.
She wasn't the least bit prepared for this. She wasn't prepared for his return. Silver assumed that he was gone forever after Vincent had scared him off, or that maybe Jeremy could've thought that Vincent died during the fire.
The girl was now getting worried that he had just come back for her. She continued to run around, but ideas on which way to turn, and where to go, were running very low.
Vincent idly watched above. In his mind she wasn't in any danger at the moment, she was running, Jeremy was running, and no one was getting shot. The shadow animatronics had floated up near the ceiling with him, listening to the rest of the plan for one final time.
"... this horrific scene has to be believable." Vincent kept his voice low, looking to the shadow animatronics who showed no expression besides white pupils and teeth glowing white, "We're all mad here... every day we just sit and wait for our chance of an opportunity like this to rise. To get our revenge. This victory, will help you achieve your goals." He continued, placing the apparitions more in his favor. Although they were already in his control. Pulling them further into a sense of sturdy confidence, and giving them a promise how it would help them, just made it all the better.
Now Vincent snapped out of the conversation, now he had no idea where Silver had gone. He turned back to the shadow apparitions shaped like Bonnie and Freddy, "Go to your positions, and wait for the right moment. Everything has to go to plan in order for our goals to be complete."
No more than a second passed before the two faded out of sight, returning Vincent's attention back to the chase not that far away.
Silver had run out of options and was cornered in the end of the hallway. She was about to turn around and run out, and Jeremy was right there. She had nowhere to go as he aimed the gun to her head. Silver attempted to cover herself, but just as Jeremy was about to pull the trigger, he was kicked in the knee shakily tried to regain balance again.
Vincent now became visible, still staying as a ghost, hovering a few inches above the ground in front of Silver, protecting her. Jeremy looked up and locked eyes with him before he raised his arm and shot again. The bullet passed through Vincent's transparent head, nearly hitting Silver in the process. Jeremy got up and ran off deeper in the building, needing an advantage that could possibly take his victim by surprise.
Silver, who was trembling in the corner, began to slightly calm down.
"W-w-why is he back? Why'd you d-do that? I thought you were a-afraid…" She shot many questions at him, still trying to comprehend what happened in the past five minutes. Vincent landed on the floor, making a quick switch to his physical form before looking at her.
"He's just coming back to climb further up that ladder, for years he wanted to be a higher ranking then everyone. He wants to own this place, but since he never could, he killed everyone that could possibly stop him, those being who did have a higher ranking then him. Then giving this place bad credit when the kids died." Vincent stopped, quickly looking behind him for a second before looking back at Silver.
"I'm not afraid. I'm terrified, scared to death actually... but this is why this needs to end, to save us both from being scared again."
Silver quickly stood up hugged him, and he did the same back to her for a few seconds.
"Go to the office." It seemed like a protective demand, but Silver nodded and ran off, looking around before she crossed the hall.
Vincent now vanished into thin air, swiftly making his way to the Main Party Room. As expected, the shadow animatronics were doing as they were told.
Jeremy stood in the near center, a large spotlight from the ceiling directed on him as he waited, still unsure what was going on and why there was a spotlight always on him.
Vincent eagerly smiled in a way he hadn't done in a while, a way Silver would probably get mad at him for doing. He chuckled to himself,
"Let the games… begin~..."
( IMPORTANT A/N: Whoa, I haven't done this in a while. For those of you who have stuck around since the beginning, and those who keep reading, Crystal and I really appreciate it. This will be the last chapter until July 12-13. I'm leaving for a week without Internet and I will be unable to post chapters that Crystal or I write. But as soon as I get back the updates will come rolling back in as usual :3 )
