The Missing 5th Child AU
By: Lovely girl 10
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Vixey. FNAF belongs to Scott Cawthon and the Drawkill FNAF characters belong to their original owner.
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Chapter 5- Welcome Back
Freddy looked at the dusty entryway as he carried a knocked out Vixey in his arms to the Parts/Service room. It is starting to annoy him how the speck and dust is traveling fast throughout the building right after when it got burned down and cleaned out of some of the items for the museum. He personally thought that he very much preferred the building to be the restaurant it once was and he had it in his mind for a while to work on getting the place back into shape. He hadn't told the others of what he wants to do for the building but once he has every single thing planned out on how to entertain the kids in the new age, how to expand their recipes for their pizzas, how to keep the kids safe from being in the same boat as they were in 1985 and so forth. Nothing should be overlooked. At least that is what he wants to make an example of.
However first things first, is their plan on getting the girl back on their side. Freddy knows that if Vixey says no like all of the other times she has faced them when she was the 5th Child, he would have to use force to get her to comply. He highly doubted that threatening to stuff her in the suit was going to help, she would keep fighting about not going with the suit even if they tried to force her into it. And to add the fact that the 5th Child is all grown up, she is bound to see through all of his tricks along with the others since she said that she knows everything about them from the nightmares she has. He wasn't sure if he should be afraid that she will take authority just because she is the oldest one of the five Missing Children who grew up. It was hard to imagine that the youngest of the Missing Children is now the older one of the bunch while he and Foxy were still stuck at age eight.
Arriving at the Parts/Services room, Freddy asked for Bonnie and Chica to find a table and bring it so that he can strap in Vixey. Without any hesitation, they found the perfect table to fit in the room. Chica dusted off the top the best she could before she sneezed at the flying specks getting in the air. "That will do for now Chica. Bonnie, see if you can find some straps or some kind of metal to attach on the table. The straps will make sure that Vixey won't think about escaping if she tries to fight back." Freddy ordered, placing the girl on top of the table. He and Chica positioned Vixey's arms to stretch across the opposite ends of the table and put her legs down straight.
Foxy stood back on the side while Freddy was talking over their plan of action on how to torture Vixey once she wakes up from her slumber. He didn't want to listen to the details as his gaze was fixated toward the sleeping girl. She looked peaceful while lying on that table. He stepped over to trace his metallic fingers over her forehead, making swirling designs on her. Bonnie came back into the room carrying the straps in his grip as he hands them over to Freddy and Chica. Foxy paused and looked at his friends who were busy trying to fix up the straps onto the table. A look of mischief sparked in his eyes as he figured maybe they wouldn't miss him and Vixey for a few moments while they were working in the room.
"Okay put those straps on the table nice and easy. Make sure they are attached correctly on the table. We don't want the girl to get an easy escape once we get her ready to be put into a suit." Freddy said, directing his crew on what to do. He watched in satisfaction that the straps are working in good shape. "Now the only thing we need to work on is finding the right material for a suit to fit her into. Right Foxy?" Freddy saw that Foxy was nowhere to be seen in the room with him and the others, and to add to that Vixey's body wasn't on the table. The bear Animatronic cocked his eyebrow and called out to the pirate. "Foxy?"
Freddy left the Parts/Services room to find Foxy in an abandoned part of the building where Pirate's Cove once stood back in 1991. The employers couldn't find it in their hearts to remove some of the more prized rooms that survived from the fire. The Pirate's Cove was one of them, even though the curtains were no where in sight, the stage still stood strong and proud amid the flames and the dust. It was said in their plans the employers were going to remake the cove to convert it as a place to slideshow the newspapers, the photographs and the police evidence of the Missing Children Incident so that tourists could understand the history behind Fazbear Fright's. Foxy was hanging around the empty stage, his legs crossed as he was leaning on the dusty wall, and rocking slowly in his arms he held the unconscious body of Vixey. The bear wasn't surprised at this gesture one bit. Somehow Foxy easily took Vixey from the table while Freddy and his friends weren't looking and stole her away to his hiding spot.
"Foxy, you do know that we need to keep the girl from fighting us once she wakes up. Don't you think this is a poor decision you are making?" Freddy suggested. One step toward the girl caused Foxy to move her closer to his chest as Freddy tried to make the pirate see his point on the matter. Foxy placed his huge hook in front of the unconscious girl as if to shield her from the other Animatronics.
Foxy replied bluntly. "Aye. But aren't I allowed to have a moment with her before we finish the job? I've waited too long for her and I want to enjoy it while it lasts." Taking a moment to adjust his grip on the girl, he snaked his left arm around her back and pull her head up to rest on his shoulder.
Freddy nods in understanding. "But you can't keep her here forever in your cove. She is bound to wake up at any moment and once she sees that she is here and not at the building where we had taken her, she might put up a fight to get away from us."
"But we are her real family, Freddy!" Foxy argued in a whisper. He didn't want to wake her up as he was holding her. "Why couldn't she have seen that back when this place was a restaurant?"
"Because to her, she believes that we have been corrupted by the Puppet while we thought that she was blinded by thinking that the adults are innocent of any wrongdoing." Freddy explains. "She doesn't know that we still care about her despite the tragic circumstances that left us choosing a side."
"We were forced to take that role, and I still hate being seen as the bad guy to her!" Foxy trailed his fingers up and down Vixey's shoulder and to her upper arm while he said. "All I ever wanted was to be her hero." Freddy didn't say anything to contradict it. Out of the Missing Children; the 4th Child took the 5th Child's departure from the group the hardest. While the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Child were content being with each other, the 4th Child felt incomplete without the 5th Child like she was a missing piece of the puzzle. It was even harder for him when she decided to leave the restaurant with Mike Schmidt before it closed its doors for good. Freddy could still remember that moment when he had to comfort his friends when Bonnie tried to sound intimidating in telling the 5th Child that she wasn't welcome in their home anymore if she left, Chica sobbed uncontrollably as she begged for the 5th Child to stay with them. Foxy tried to convince the ghost child to that he doesn't want to be alone if she isn't with him. She ignored all of their pleas, leaving them to rot in the prison they were in.
Foxy lamented softly. "Why did she have to go and I had to stay?" He closed his eyes and wished that things would have gone differently for all of them. "Why didn't we just tell her the truth from the start that we are still the same kids she befriended?"
"She wouldn't have believed it Foxy, even if we told her. Sometimes I wondered what it would be like if she had stayed where she was with Golden Freddy that she would have followed along the path of protecting the night guards or help us." Freddy murmurs.
She did tend to wander off. I always had to keep a watchful eye on her." Foxy said. He hugged Vixey to his chest and he moved his hand to unwrap her braid, letting her shoulder length hair flow more freely.
Just then Vixey without opening her eyes winced and took a sharp breath as if she was running from something inside of her mind. At that sudden movement, Foxy froze in place and Freddy was about ready to take her out of Foxy's grip, fearing that she is going to try to escape before the appointed time. She relaxed as she took a few shaky breathes to calm herself. Foxy and Freddy just stared at her, afraid that if they make one wrong move that she will wake up this time, but seeing that she was seeing something in her dreams Freddy spoke up in a whisper. "Perhaps to make sure she doesn't feel a thing when we get her into the suit, if we can find one, try to ease her mind in clearing out the nightmares. I know that she spoke of her nightmares to Chica when she was here last time, but I wouldn't have guessed that they are pretty bad."
"Anyone could lose their mind when they have to see the horrors we've seen." Chica spoke, making the two Animatronics turn to see her joining their conversation. "The table is ready for Vixey to be placed in."
"Any luck on finding some material for the suits?" Freddy asks. With a shake of her head, Chica told him no. He half expected that answer and he clenched his fist in frustration at the employers. Of all the things they got rid of, the employers of Fazbear Fright's must have learned from their predecessors mistakes in keeping the suits when they were used as weapons of murder. Well, at least without the suits, they can still torture the girl either way.
Freddy could hear movement from Foxy who is starting to get himself up on his feet, all the while carrying Vixey in his arms. "Maybe aye should get her back to the Parts/Services room right this minute before she wakes up. I don't want her to freak out when she sees that we brought her home."
Freddy and Chica nod in understanding before something popped into the bears mind as he asks Chica to had him some masking tape. Foxy cocked an eyebrow in confusion, wondering why Freddy wants that tape for some reason. "What are you planning with the tape Freddy?" Chica asked the question that took root in Foxy's mind. The fox was thankful that Chica was curious about it as much as he was.
Freddy took off some tape and places it on Vixey's mouth, making sure that her whole mouth is taped shut. "There are two reasons why I need to put tape on Vixey; the first one is to keep her from screaming for help. And if I was thinking like Foxy for the second reason, she is going to swear like a sailor that we will be hearing some very loud beeps in our computers to drown out the sour language." Despite how much the employers messed around in using their bodies for parts on the Toy Animatronics, the Fazbear gang were very thankful that the employers programmed them to turn off the foul language they were going to hear from the adults and sometimes the kids mistakenly say in the restaurant. Freddy wasn't going to take his chances in hearing Vixey say those inappropriate words since she was a grown up now.
They placed her on the table again, only this time her arms and legs were strapped in the positions that Freddy wanted her to be put in. "I don't like doing this to her." Foxy mentioned, feeling worried about what Vixey will think when she finds out what's going on.
Freddy shook his head, agreeing wholeheartedly. "Now its time to wake her up." He sets his Toreador March music volume up and plays it for a few seconds, making everyone in the room jolt at the sheer loud sound. Even Vixey heard the noise and struggled to open her eyes from the headache she received. But once she saw the Animatronics gathered around her, she tensed up and tried to crawl away from them, only to find the straps rendering her helpless. She tried to say something but then found out that she can't say anything because of the tape on her mouth. Her eyes widened in horror as Freddy cleared his throat, even though he didn't really need to. "Welcome home young lady."
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(Vixey)
This can't be happening! I'm not supposed to be back at Fazbear Fright's with the monsters! I am also not supposed to be tied up to a table and gagged so that the Animatronics could enjoy seeing me suffer. No matter how many times I tried to get back up and claw my way over to the edge, I was trapped on the table like a rat in a maze. I refused to cry in front of those beasts! I will not give them the satisfaction of seeing me break down. "Struggle all you want Vixey, you won't be able to get out. We are prepared for anything you will throw in our way this time." Freddy comments seeing me struggle. "Oh and just so you know, luck is on your side for the time being. We don't have any suits for you to be stuffed in. But once you do whatever we tell you,for example build us some new suits, you can have your pick in choosing which Animatronic suit you would like to go out as."
Bonnie interrupted him by laughing mischievously beside me. What he said made me feel sick to my stomach. "How about instead of a Freddy Fazbear suit, we make her feel as small as a bunny?"
"No! No! No Bonnie! She should have a Chica suit! We could be the chicken sisters! Girl's have to stick together you know?" Chica argued. That thought didn't help calm me down as I tried to press the palms of my hands against the table to push myself off. I froze when I felt Foxy's metallic hand covering up my left hand. I wanted ever so much to pull away but the table straps won't let me! I close my eyes for a moment, praying that this was a bad dream.
Foxy spoke up after Chica. "I want her to have a Foxy suit!"
Freddy laughed at the silly argument they were having as he made everyone keep the peace in the room. "Bonnie if you are trying to make Vixey feel inferior to you just because you want vengeance after she tore your face off, then you are out of luck there. Chica, while I appreciate that you want to have some girl bonding time, you can be happy to do so with any kind of suit she will have. And Foxy, I couldn't imagine why you want Vixey to have a Foxy suit. We know that she is your pirate buddy from the past, but that won't be enough to make a stake in claiming her for your suit of choice." Freddy paused as he looked at Foxy's face which said silently 'Do I need to explain more?' and crossed his arms. The bear spoke up again, "Your main reason right now is because she shares the same name as a vixen. Ah! I think I see your point now Foxy! Very well, once when we get Vixey to comply with our demands, she will be stuffed in a Foxy suit."
What came next was a barrage of arguments from Chica and Bonnie as they were fighting over which suit to put me into. In this turmoil, I wondered how I am going to get out of here. I briefly remember how I once became transparent enough to dodge getting my throat slit and I considered maybe using that as my advantage in getting out of the straps. But I became concerned over whether the Animatronics will figure out that I am planning on not sticking around the room while they are arguing. I do know I am not going to follow along with Freddy's demands, and the thought of being claimed by Foxy in one of his suits just terrifies me more than Golden Freddy coming to try to kill me, or the Puppet.
For a split second I thought I was seeing things in the Parts/Service room because I thought I saw Phantom Mangle spying on me from outside the door and it moved away from its hiding spot when I blinked my eyes. Curiosity took over my mind as I wondered why that robot is trying to gain my attention just by being there. Then again, if I go ahead with my plan of following the phantom, it could be useful in giving me some extra help in getting out of here. Fight fire with fire, only I want to rearrange a plan in using the Toy Animatronics against the Drawkills.
I decide to take a risk and think about vanishing from the room altogether. With a blink of my eyes I felt the weight of the table and the straps leave my body and I was moved outside of the door where the Animatronics are still arguing over their plans for me. Unfortunately in my vanishing act, it couldn't help me out in getting rid of the tape stuck to my mouth. I quietly walk away from the room as I carefully rip the tape off. It was a painful effort but I managed to bite back the pain and rub my mouth.
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(Animatronics)
"Freddy was getting sick of the arguments that were coming from every one of the Animatronics. He made a blast of flames come forth from his hands and he shot it on the floor to catch the rest of the gangs attention. It stopped their arguing for a moment as Freddy was about ready to apologize for the way they were acting but he stopped to see that Vixey was not on the table anymore. "Do any of you guys know where she went off to?" Freddy asks, trying to keep his anger under control. Getting no answer from the rest of the gang meant that they didn't pay attention to the girl when they were busy with getting on each others nerves. Freddy shook his head at his friends in disappointment.
He vanished from the room as he went for the cameras on the monitor to locate the girl. He eventually found her walking through the hallways, and like he feared, she was swearing like a sailor where he could hear the ringing beeps in his computer to block them out. "I'm sick of this *BEEP*! Do these robots think I don't have *BEEP* to do!? This is the last *BEEP BEEP* time! What the *BEEP* is their problem with me having a normal life away from them?"
Freddy shakes his head as he thought to himself, 'Well it looks like Vixey is miffed and she is planning on leaving the building once again, what should be done about that?' Kill her now? Or make a strategic bribe? He didn't want to go with the first plan for he didn't want to get her angrier like how Foxy did, so he went with trying to lure her in a false sense of security by giving her what she wants.
"I've kept after their *BEEP* and this is what they expect me to comprehend? Those *BEEP BEEP* barked up the wrong tree!" Vixey was heard saying on the monitor before Freddy switched the cameras to another room.
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(Vixey)
I took a few breaths to calm myself after my outburst. I needed to have a clear head on escaping from this nightmare. Getting the parts for the Toy Animatronics won't be easy to get. According to the stories I heard about them, they were disposed of after the Bite of '87. While I was walking in the hallway I spotted something hiding in the shadows and for a moment I thought that it would be Springtrap but the shape is too small to be him. Besides, Springtrap looked like he has seen better days, this shadow looks like he was still good as new.
Of course I figured that Toy Bonnie's soul would still be wandering around the building. Back in '87 when I was protecting Jeremy in the office, sometimes I would see the shadow form of Toy Bonnie and I always kept an eye on it in case it tried to attack. When it never did I later in the years figured out that the form I saw was foreshadowing what would happen to Toy Bonnie and the others. They were destroyed in order to not cause another Bite of '87 event. Not long after I spotted Shadow Bonnie, Phantom Mangle appeared above me as her head moves down to look at me properly. It made me a little uneasy, but I mask my apprehension to appear unmoved by the scary display. Out of the Toy Animatronics, I felt pity for Mangle as I remembered the days in '87 when she was severely mistreated by the children and the employers allowed them to continue turning her into a take apart put back together attraction instead of entertaining the kids with completely different activities. I hated how cruel the employers were to turn her into a mess of parts and when I was a ghost I was afraid to let Jeremy get near her. The employers should have done more to protect her like they did with Foxy! And now she was plagued with the knowledge of being the perpetrator in the Bite of '87.
Just as I was about to say hi to the phantom Animatronics, they vanished from my line of sight. Oh for crying out loud! I formed a fist with my right hand and knocked it on the wall in anger at my situation. But from the force of my hit, my hand got stuck inside of the wall. I pulled, wiggled it to try to break it free, but in my struggle, I managed to not only get my hand back out but I unintentionally opened a room that was blocked off on the horror attraction. I took a closer look and see that it was a passage into the office back in '87 that was in the works. I suppose the employers of Fazbear Fright's were planning on expanding the attraction to hold what the offices and rooms looked like in 1987 and 1991. Thinking that getting to the offices were my only option, I went inside of the broken wall to search out one of the old office rooms. Its horrible to think that the restaurant parts are left to rot for all of those years. If I ever get the chance, I should clean up everything in the place from head to toe.
I pass the cluttered room that was once the party room where Chica, Bonnie and Freddy would be spotted if I used the cameras to see where they were at back in 91'. I turned down one of the hallways and quietly walk to the office just around the corner. That room like the others suffered in isolation for far too long. It was covered in dust and cobwebs. It didn't look hospitable. I coughed lightly as I cover my mouth at the profanity. "Not if this was the last place on earth for me to hide." I was just about ready to leave this place and go somewhere else when I felt a sharp pain in my head and I started choking even when there was no one grabbing my neck. My twitching wasn't helping one bit. A memory came to me as it drew me into its madness.
I opened my eyes and look around the room. I was too afraid to get up for fear of the murderer being there. I tried to find if the Puppet managed to lead him away or not and I push myself back up from the floor. I couldn't find anyone in the room with me, but then I realized that I had to check on Todd and the others who were in the room with me. Todd, Courtney, Riley, and Fred were still lying on the ground where I last saw them. They were not moving.
Looking inside my mind I saw the truth laying before me. They were dead. I shake my head, thinking for a moment that I would be among the dead as well. I decided to get out of the room and see if I can get help for my friends. But before I went out, I ran over to Todd's body and put my hand on his chest where the stab wound made its mark on him. He was cold, no warmth coming from him. "I'll come back for you Todd. I'm going to get help." I tried to fight off the memory of Todd fighting against the murderer in order to try to give me enough time to escape our fate. I went over to Courtney's body to examine her, seeing the horrible remains of the cupcake she ate and the dried up blood and spit on her mouth. Aside from Todd's death, Courtney's was the one I wanted to cry out to the heavens on once Todd and I saw that she was poisoned. That explained why she was coughing so much while we were trying to survive against the murderer. Riley looked like he wasn't moving. Pooling outside of his head is blood and I looked up at the cracked wall where he was slammed into numerous times until he died. Fred had a trail of blood running down his forehead. His black hat was next to him.
I couldn't take the sight of their corpses as I knocked on the door. I didn't have to knock for long because I fell through the door to get outside. I was not supposed to fall through the door, but I did. That was when I noticed in the light that I am nothing more than a shadow. In my panic I looked around frantically for a mirror or a window to see what happened to me. My throat felt fine but I still feel a hint of the pain on it when my throat was slit. I found a window to look in the reflection.
I saw nothing about me that stood out in the light. Only my bang flowing in the wind where their isn't any, my teeth looked like one of those glow in the dark toys, and my eyes were unrecognizable to me. What greeted me in the reflection was a silver coloring instead of my pretty green eyes. I got scared upon seeing what I have become. I am too young to become a ghost! I want my mommy!
"Vixey..." Freddy's voice snapped me out of the memory as I blink my eyes while fighting to keep the tears at bay and turned my head. He's not happy with me as he crossed his arms and looked at me sternly.
I winced in pain from my head. "What do you want now Freddy? If this is about stuffing me in a suit, you know that you are talking to a brick wall where I am concerned."
"You are being a naughty girl Vixey. You left us hanging when you didn't agree on what kind of suit to stuff you into. And you need to keep your mouth tamed in the matter of swearing." Freddy states in a fatherly fashion like he is scolding a naughty child who broke one of his rules. "We don't allow that kind of talk in our home."
"You have got to be kidding me!" I scoff when he gave me a look that said 'do I look like I am fooling you because I am not'. "Is stuffing me into a suit all you guys care about?! You said so yourself that you don't have the suits now, and I am sure as heck NOT going to help you make any. Also it is none of your business on what I say or don't say in the building."
"Vixey, you wandered off from the Parts/Services room." Freddy wagged his finger at me slowly. "Now you have to pay the price for your insubordination." On that note, he puts on his Toreador March music and in the dark room his face glowed. I was about ready to leave him where he was and run into the office, because on second thought I'd rather be in a dusty room instead of staying in the hallway with a haunted bear robot. But I felt a stinging sensation on my arm before I got the chance to run, and then my legs became numb that I collapsed to the ground. I looked for a split second to see that Freddy used one of his fingers to inject me with a needle used only for shot treatments. I couldn't fight off the injection that's making me feel sleepy, its medication lulling me to sleep.
I struggled to say, "You... son of a.." but I couldn't finish as my vision darkens and I fell limply to the floor. I faintly hear Freddy walking over to me and kneeling on one leg to look at me.
"When you wake up, just remember... Friends are forever." He said as he reached his hand out to drag me back to my prison.
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(Animatronics)
Freddy came back to the Parts/Services room with Vixey being dragged back to the room. Freddy had a good grip on the back collar of her nightgown and used it as a means to pull the girl's unconscious body back to where it was supposed to go. Bonnie, Chica and Foxy were kind of surprised that the girl was asleep again for the time being. "I knocked her out with some anesthetic to put her to sleep for thirty minutes. This will give us some time to properly restrain her." Freddy explained.
"Are you sure that we can restrain her with just the straps? She could just vanish and slip through them again if she chose to." Chica said, not at all sure that putting her on the table will suffice for the second time.
"Perhaps we can just decapitate her arms and legs so that she can't run away." Bonnie suggested.
"If we decapitate her Bonnie then we will lose our chances of getting some new suits to stuff her into. We need her hands for that job and I will make sure that she does her job as she is told. Now allow me to put her back on the-" Freddy turned for a moment to look at the girl caught in his grip, but found that she was gone again. His eyes widened in surprise. Thinking that she was faking her slumber to sneak away, but that would be impossible for he put her to sleep with the anesthetic. Freddy surveyed his surroundings and later found in one corner of the Parts/Services room Foxy stole her from him once again.
Foxy was cradling the sleeping girl next to his chest as he used a nearby table as a chair to properly hold her in his grip. Freddy was not amused by this as he firmly told Foxy. "Put her on the table now Foxy, before she wakes up." His response was met by Foxy shaking his head at him while humming a lullaby to the sleeping girl.
"Oh Freddy, just let him be. I think its pretty cute how he lovingly embraces her." Chica said, smiling over how cute Foxy was being.
"Blah! Hugging girls is gross! They have cooties!" Bonnie said to get a rise out of Chica, which earns him a glare in his direction. Chica never quite understood his need to belittle the things that girls do to show affection on boys his age before he died. Of course she knew that he was teasing her because she knows that boys often pretend to think that hugging and kissing is gross because they haven't matured in the knowledge of romance. But out of the Animatronics, Chica is well versed in what goes on between a girl and a boy based on her endlessly researching about all the things she and her friends had missed out on since '87.
"Oh hush Bonnie! It is cute and your just jealous that you want to do it to a girl you have your eye on." Chica exclaims as Bonnie gave her a look that said he wasn't interested. Foxy looked up from staring at Vixey to give Chica and Bonnie an annoyed look like he is tired of them interrupting his alone time with the girl.
Foxy put a finger to his lips to hush them. "If ye two are done arguing, keep quiet!" Freddy tried to move quietly beside him in order to steal the girl back from Foxy, but the pirate reacted quickly, growling at his leader while holding the girl close to him. "Ye best be heading back to the stage ye landlubber! She is mine!"
"Not until she agrees to our terms Foxy!" Freddy objects, taking a moment to apply some more tape to Vixey's mouth, this time making sure that the ends are hard to find by wrapping it around the back of her head. "It's never a good idea to get ahead of yourself! We will let the girl decide for herself on which suit we will stuff her in once she wakes up!"
"Why waste the time to make a new suit when we can just go find Golden Freddy?" Bonnie asks, impatiently shrugging his shoulders.
"I don't think Golden Freddy will be allowed to get his hands on her again!" Freddy replies, putting the tape away on a nearby shelf and sets out the cellphone on the tool table. "After forty two years of neglect when the 5th Child is supposed to be in control of him, he has become unstable and thinks more like an animal instead. That cursed suit likes the thought of breaking her mind which is why she was traumatized by our murders in the first place!"
"He would have gotten to her by now if she didn't wander away from our death site. They would have been a perfect match if the Purple Guy didn't think about using the suit during the Bite of '87 while we were stuck in Parts/Services, therefore causing it to go chase him down." Chica said, crossing her arms.
"Hey Freddy! Do you guys know where to find me parrot?" Foxy asks quietly. "I think having a second pair of eyes to watch the girl will benefit us in the long run. The parrot should be hiding in one of the boxes in the stored up rooms." Freddy raised an eyebrow in surprise, but nods in agreement.
Good thinking Foxy! While Bonnie, Chica and I will go find some material for the suits, you can fix up the parrot and keep an eye on Vixey. But I am concerned whether your feelings for the 5th Child will cloud your judgement." Freddy said.
It was Foxy's turn to cock his eyebrow in confusion. "Feelings for her?"
"You know... Letting your heart run in the way of your head?" Freddy explained by waving his hand from his chest to the top of his head.
"Ah you don't have to worry about that captain! You should only worry about finding the suits." Foxy assured him. "Once ye find the parts for me to put me bird back together, he and I will watch over her and make sure she stays where she is."
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(Vixey) 30 minutes later
I am so not forgiving that bear for what he did. I struggled to open my eyes the moment I felt that the anesthetic wore off from my body. I still felt sleepy though which is not a good sign. I briefly wondered what time it was, hoping that I am close to six a.m. but I'm not sure if I want to get my hopes up. I think I am getting rusty on my skills to fend off against the Animatronics. No matter what I do right now, they seem to be one step ahead of me. They were never one step ahead of me when I was a ghost. Now the tables have turned. I glare at the ceiling as I tried to move my legs and my arms, already feeling the straps tight grip on my wrists and my ankles. My mouth felt sweaty from the tape on it. Oh great! Freddy taped my mouth shut again! I make a move to twist my hands down to the straps on my wrists in a attempt to unwrap them, but I heard a squawk from a bird in the room. "The girl's awake! The girl's awake!" The bird made a little whistle sound as I tried to locate where the bird was. I look at the ceiling again to see a small green parrot looking down on me from behind the light bulb. "Make sure she doesn't get away! *Squawk* Make sure she doesn't get away!" The bird repeated doing that little whistle at the end of his sentence.
Now the parrot betrays me as well? Just my luck! I haven't seen Freddy, Chica or Bonnie hanging around the room and I figured they must have gone some where else. I pray that they won't find any suits to get me in, and that I will leave before they even have the chance. Where was Foxy? His parrot is here watching me but is he even in the room or is he out?
I received my answer just by the mere second I thought that question. "Me bird's been keepin' an eye on ya." I hear Foxy's voice right beside me. My body tenses up when I turn to see him leaning his left hand on the table, resting his head against his left shoulder while he is watching me. I shivered in fear, but while I was doing that a slight sting from the back of my head ached and I scrunched up my face. It seemed like the fox robot could tell where exactly I was in pain and reached his hand underneath my head. I attempted to pull my head away but with the straps tight hold on me I couldn't keep my distance away from him. I believed in that moment that he would hurt me like how he had done the other times when we encountered each other. I closed my eyes, awaiting the sickening horrors of being murdered for his sick pleasure.
I feel the sensation of Foxy's hand caressing the back of my head. "I must apologize for knocking you out earlier Ella. It was either that or possessing you to get you to come back with me. I didn't want to control you again like last time." He moved his hand away from my head to wipe the tears starting to form in my eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you sweet Ella. Please, no more tears. You are home now." I shake my head. Even if I can't use my voice to speak, I can still use my body language. I hope he figured out that me shaking my head meant that this place is not my home and never has been, that it was more like a prison. I might as well thank Freddy for putting the tape back on my mouth because I would have said something unforgiving. Why won't Foxy just kill me like how he wanted to in the beginning? He is already long gone where I can't help him return back to the way he was before we were murdered in the past. He must have thought that I didn't believe him as he rested his hand right on my shoulder. I could tell his voice got softer as I refused to look at him. "The only other thing I ever wanted besides being yer hero... was to have you back by my side again." That confession was filled with longing, I am not sure whether to put it down as creepy or not.
I shake my head again. There would be no way that we could go back to the way things were. We have both changed and it would be impossible because we work on different sides. I have learned a long time ago after when my dad died that sometimes we can't always get what we want. Sometimes we have to learn to deal with things as they come. For some people like me, we look at every obstacle in our path as a test to see if we can go beyond that problem or forever remain stuck in it. I usually choose to try to go beyond the problem, Foxy and the Fazbear gang are the ones who got stuck. I chose life and they chose death. There is no cutting around the corners in life and we have to learn to accept it with grace and dignity.
"How about I take that tape off your mouth lassie? But in return, you keep your sailor mouth under a tight leash." Foxy asks playfully. I blinked suspiciously and cocked an eyebrow in confusion. Shouldn't he heed exactly what Freddy said to keep my mouth shut? But then I remember that he can do what he wants because a pirate doesn't usually follow the rules of anyone else but himself and his crew. He is a pirate, and unfortunately I am one too according to his playful attitude. Foxy could see I was apprehensive on him breaking Freddy's rules and he responded. "Freddy and the others wouldn't have lasted with you spouting yer mouth like a great white shark. As for me, I see ya like a siren." Now I think that is creepy. If my mouth wasn't taped shut I would have stuck my tongue out in disgust. But my mouth is getting sweaty from the tape that I can't take the heat.
Foxy lifted up his huge hook, taking my silent response as a yes, and inserted the sharp tip to the edge of the tape. I hoped that he wouldn't cut my face up just to get the tape off. He stretched a bit of it off from my skin, then the bit of taped broke off, giving him a small section to work on ripping the tape from my mouth. Once my mouth was free from that tape I took a big breath. I was just grateful that at least one torturing mechanism is away from me.
"Now with that tape out of the way, tell me Ella..." Foxy started as he put his hook away back at his side. "Why did you leave me for that night guard you call your father? Don't you want me to fight yer battles for you?"
"You know why I had to leave with him." I sneer softly. "Because you, Fred, Courtney, and Riley have become the monsters, making me wonder if the kids I knew are dead inside, and not just with the suits. Your evil past has always haunted me and that is the path you have chosen. You went too far to fix our bleeding scars."
The bird squawked again, repeating my words. "Too far. *Squawk* Too far."
"Who's parrot are you Patchy?! Hers or mine?" Foxy acted offended by the bird. Patchy the pirate bird waved a wing toward Foxy, signifying he is his parrot.
I shrug my shoulders. "Nevertheless, I have proven my point where even the parrot agrees."
Foxy shakes his head, whether in denial or in disbelief over what I have said. For a tiny glimpse I could faintly see the shadow spirit of Foxy, where the ghost of the 4th Child is shaking his head at me as well, refusing to believe what he had heard from my mouth while trying not to cry in front of me. While it may have made my heart guilty in hurting whatever hope he had for rekindling his relationship with me, my heart turned cold at the monstrosities he and the others attempted to do against me and the night guards I protected. I can never forget the nightmares where they attempted to drag me back to the Golden Freddy suit, goading me to watching the Phone Guy being stuffed into one of the suits, threatening potential harm to my father while he was fixing them up where only I was listening. It doesn't matter how he tried to excuse his actions in an effort to have me join him, I would rather die than be his pirate buddy in this mess he brought on himself. Let him feel the sting of my rejection.
"What does the parrot agree on between you two?" Freddy interrupted us, making Foxy stand up to attention.
"Nothing important." I lied, but after I said those words Freddy looked intimidating when he glared at me.
"I can tell when you are lying young lady. You may think that you can hide behind a mask, but you can never fool a machine." Freddy said, making me return his glare. Aw jeez! Is there nothing these ghosts can do to backfire my tricks on me?! He shook his head as Chica and Bonnie surrounded the table. Patchy the parrot flew down next to Foxy and sits in his lap. Before Freddy could continue what he wanted to say, he taped my mouth shut again, despite my protests to keeping it off. "Now, as I was saying about you getting a choice of a suit to stuff you into before I was rudely interrupted," He eyed Bonnie and Chica sternly as they looked down to the floor in embarrassment. "You have heard our opinions on which suit we want you in, but since we are all one vote each you have the job as a tiebreaker." I narrow my eyes and roll them, signifying that if he wanted to know my answer, why go through the trouble of taping my mouth shut. I can't say anything if they wanted me to choose, which I will definitely NOT do! As if Freddy could see the questioning look in my eyes, he replied. "Just point your fingers to who you have your vote with. I suggest you choose wisely on which suit will benefit you the most out of the rest." He's not making it easy for me. But I will not make it easy for them either.
I couldn't believe I was forced to do this, but I did to ignite their fury. I folded up my thumbs, pointers, pinkies and my ring fingers and leave my middle fingers exposed. Freddy couldn't see the significance of me pointing my middle fingers as he said. "You can only choose one suit Vixey. You aren't at liberty to use two suits from Bonnie and Chica."
"Um... Freddy? She is not pointing at us in the way you are thinking..." Chica warned, her eyes widening in horrific disgust.
"What do ye mean Chica? Did Ella get some boo boos on her fingers?" Foxy asked.
Bonnie shook his head with a frown. "None that I can see, but she should."
Chica had to walk over to Freddy and whisper something to him in hushed up voices. Once Chica was done explaining whats up, Freddy's eyes popped open and he turns to look at me, trying to keep his growling under control. "You are seriously asking for trouble Vixey! Very inappropriate behavior!"
"Is it too late to get Golden Freddy now?" Bonnie said, trying to lighten Freddy's dark mood. To me, Bonnie mentions, "I am sure that if we forcefully stuff the girl in his suit, she will think twice about insulting us." I shrink back on the table, shaking my head violently.
"No Bonnie! Why would you dare to think that after what Freddy explained to us?! We are giving her a choice." Chica stops the rabbit from staring at me like I was prey and made him turn to look at her.
"Well obviously she is not interested, so why waste our time making her choose when we can just cut to the chase?" Bonnie told her in a sarcastic tone.
"I'll make ye walk the plank before that happens ye mangy rabbit!" Foxy threatened with a growl, His hand touching the side of my head. I crane my neck away just to try to stay away. "Let me try to reason with her! If she won't listen to any of you, allow me to talk some sense into her!" I roll my eyes at that statement. Will he ever learn that I won't listen to any of them?
"That's a bad idea Foxy. If she didn't listen to us back in '87, what makes you think she will listen to you now?" Chica points out.
Foxy responds firmly. "I'm the only one who understands her! I wouldn't be a good captain if I didn't know anything about my crew!" I banged my head against the table hard, wincing after I just made my headache worse.
The insistent argument about getting me to chose a suit is driving my head crazy that I silently wished to go somewhere quiet where I can think clearly. I blink my eyes in remembrance of the office room. I don't know what happened over the next three seconds but one moment I was trying to drown out the arguments that Freddy and Foxy were going on about, and then the next moment it was deathly quiet where not even the crickets would chirp. I open my eyes in confusion as I look around to see that I am back in the hallway close to the office where Freddy knocked me out.
I found it odd that I wasn't bound on the table anymore and I stretch my arms and legs for a couple of seconds. Taking the tape off my mouth again, I rubbed my cheeks to soothe it after I tore it off fast. I decided I better find a way to work the doors and close off any access so that the robots can't reach me. The only problem would be if it is not in use anymore.
But I have to hurry! If I dilly-dally, it will give the robots enough time to gang up on me and then I will be dragged back to that table and held prisoner all over again. I am just getting sick of being stuck in the same routine with those robots; keeping an eye on them and making sure they don't get the night guard. I search through the drawers to locate any tools that can help me get the power started for the doors. But for crying out loud! There weren't any! Now I am beginning to resent how cautious the Fazbear's Fright employees took those tools away as well.
I was just about ready to give up until a sudden thought came to me. What about water? Water and machines don't go well together. If I can find some water in the building, I will use it against the robots to my advantage. The only place I would know to store water is the kitchen. But would the kitchen still be there or not since the burning? There was only one way to find out and I have to go through the dusty place to get to the kitchen.
But then another thought came to me in my mind. Shouldn't I think about just escaping the building at once? I shook my head in dread as I remember that the robots now know my location. They will just come back to kidnap me all over again.
My best option would be to get the water working. I make a run to the kitchen through the dusty office. I go through the east hall and the restroom area until I reach the kitchen. It was just as dark and messy as I remembered. The pots and pans haven't been cleaned up in ages! I resist the urge to cough out loud as I cover my mouth. The quickest way for me to get the water going is through the sinks. I carefully walk my way toward the sinks, accidentally bumping into some of the equipment here and there. Once I got to the nearest sink I hover my hands to find the levers. I pull on one of them but I don't hear anything coming out from the sink. I process this calmly as I figured that the kitchen was not in use for a very long time. There is a possibility that the pipes would not work if they remained unchecked or if the pipes were sensitive to the cold. I just have to figure out how to get them back into shape.
I heard Freddy's voice echoing in the east hallway, making me tense up in fear. "I've prepared a special happy fun time just for you young lady! Come on out!"
Fully panicking now, I jab my fists on the levers of the sink to try to break them apart. "Come on! Come on! Please work with me! Please work with me here! Come on water!"
"There you are Vixey! Never would I have thought you would hang out in the kitchen of all places." Chica said from behind me. I jump when I felt her presence and turn around quickly to put my hands on the levers.
Bonnie appeared right beside her, raising his fist up to aim for my head. "Hide and Seek is over girl! Time to accept your fate!" I ducked just as he swung his fist to my head. He hit the levers to the sink instead, which upon colliding the pipes burst forth from the punch, squirting water right at the bunny. It was frightening to watch him getting electrocuted as Freddy, Foxy and Chica backed away to avoid getting drenched with the water. Amid the chaos, I spotted in the flickering light my way out as I headed back to the office room. I don't stop running until I reach the doors and place myself in the center of the room. I hoped that I can summon some of that telekinesis ability to make the doors close.
'Close the doors! Close the doors!' I command in my head as I hold my hand over both sides of the doors. Nothing shows up and the doors remain open. I wanted to cry out in anger at how unfaithful my power was, but I utter a curse when I felt the pain in my head. "Confound it building! Do me a favor and close the doors!" I begged in turmoil.
"Stop running from us Vixey!" Chica said as she blocks my one exit from my right of the office. She sounded a little sad. "We just want you to be a part of our family again."
I shake my head at her. "Killing me is not apart of the 'family business' policy. And what are you guys going to do about it after you succeed? File a missing person report for amid 90 days until the premises has been thoroughly cleaned and bleached and the carpets have been replaced? Nice try, but that's not the way I roll!" I move closer to the left door, thinking that was my only option to escape, but I heard Foxy coming to block my other exit as I tense up in fear.
"I've gotcha now!" Foxy shouted, making me back away from the door.
"Close the doors!" I shout back at the building. Before Foxy could even lunge for me, the door slammed down into his face. The door slammed in front of Chica as well, but thankfully she was smart enough to not slam into the door to get to me. I could see her move to the sealed up window watching me sadly from the other side. Upon realizing that the door interrupted his moment with me, Foxy knocked four times.
He muttered in annoyance. "Blasted scurvy door! I should have torn that door a long time ago!" He continued on knocking, possibly hoping that I would open the door because he is using his manners. I wanted to laugh that he is the only one among the robots who still uses chivalry on the doors. But I don't as I worry over having to watch them watch me through the windows. Breaking down the leftover wooden boxes in the room, I luckily found some scotch tape to tape the sides of the box over the window to my left. This is so that I can feel better in not looking at Foxy through the window. I turn around to do the same to the right window, seeing that Chica has left the hallway. I look at the desk to see that the power gauge is activated, showing a perfect 100% to power up the doors and the old security system. I also take notice of the clock that is on the desk. It was midnight when the Animatronics came to kidnap me, and the clock shows that I have been here for close to three hours. 2:45 A.M. I wished that it was six already, but it isn't.
I sigh in relief now that I am safe in the office where my father survived. Far away from the Animatronics. I brace myself for when morning comes while I rest my eyes a bit.
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I really wanted to test out some of those suspenseful parts in order to stick close to how terrifying the game series actually is. Stay tuned for more chapters!
