Foxy opened his eyes in the bedroom, hearing shouting in the other room, he saw Vixey staring at the doorway as she laid beside him. Burning flowing through him as he laid on the bed, calamity on the other side of the door beating its way inside, he knew what was happening. He sat up and slid off the bed to his feet, he started walking towards the door as Vixey began telling him not to.
"I'll be right back," He told her with a smile as he ripped the door open and walked outside with the others staring at him, he could see him through the hole in the wall.
"Foxy, don't you go out there," Freddy told him as he pushed the bear out the way and ripped the bandages off himself, stepping through the hole facing the man, now animatronic.
"Finally," He chuckled to the red vulpine as Foxy remained silent, the synthetic blood pouring down the animatronic's chest and leaking from his face.
Foxy watched the man reload the knife as he switched to his, feeling the movement and vibrations in his arms speed up and slow down each time he moved, each second passing by feeling like an hour, the animatronic looked up at Foxy with a confused face as he felt it. The former blonde man shrugged it off as he ran at Foxy hacking at his shoulder, Foxy brought his blade up and blocked the man before kicking him in the side and knocking him back. Foxy punched him in the jaw throwing his face away from looking at him, and then kicked him to the floor with a kick to the side of his head.
"You are fast," The animatronic groaned as Foxy stood still, watching him.
The animatronic stumbled to his feet and turned to Foxy slowly before running at him with the blade pulled back to stab the red vulpine. Foxy knocked the blade to the side as he punched the animatronic in the face throwing him to the floor and behind Foxy a little as he held his nose.
"You just have the body... You don't have the skill," Foxy grunted as he looked down at him. "Pathetic for a brother of mine… I didn't abandon you and Ma either, I tried to get her to leave when I stabbed him in the neck. She didn't want to leave. It's burdened me ever since and I am sorry, but you are just like our father. You don't care about your family, you don't care about other people, you just care about the money... You left your daughter fatherless where I did everything in my power to bring my daughter back… Now, we can do this two ways; either I will kill you the easy way, or we'll do this bullshit some more and I'll rip you apart."
"I'm not like him," He shouted at the red vulpine, sweeping his feet from under him and trying to stab him.
Foxy knocked his blade out the way as he stabbed him in the side and ripped out, tearing and destroying anything in its path as the blade exited the screaming animatronic that was on top of him. He kicked the animatronic off him and stumbled to his feet, hearing something drop to the floor behind him while something clicked in place, then he heard a bolt get racked as he turned around seeing the man aiming the machine from the table at him, it was a gun that had a large magazine sticking out the bottom. He heard gunshots and saw the animatronic get shot several times in the arm as he looked over, seeing Vixey aiming at him. He looked back seeing the man aim over at her, so he gripped onto the wrist-mounted firearm and put himself in front of the barrel, getting shot several times as he stared into the animatronic's eyes, the blood pouring out of his stomach. He saw him raise his left palm to his chest and then a liquid was sprayed out at him, soon igniting on fire, lighting his torso in flames as he continued gripping onto the animatronic's arm. He brought his blade back and slit his throat; letting him drop to the floor, choking to death as he continued standing with the flames singing his body as he heard Vixey screaming behind him. He felt it stop once it burned the immediate fur, scorching his body to the underlying gel that helped shape his body. The smell of burnt plastic filled the room as he looked down at his scorched and singed chest, smoke radiating from his body, he could feel the agonizing pain as he stood on his weak legs. He turned around to see the others staring at him with pained expressions as pieces of his endoskeleton was visible through the burnt gel. He dropped to one knee as he felt his right knee give out, using the left as support and leaning on it as the pain flowed through his body. He watched Vixey walk up to him and drop down beside him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he grew light-headed. He wrapped his arms around her, under her arms as he felt her rest her head on his shoulder and closed his eyes, feeling safe in her embrace.
"Are you okay," She asked him as she gripped him tightly.
"Yeah," He said softly as he felt her whimper against him, squeezing tighter around his neck.
She loosened up from around him and stared at his face for a little bit as he breathed deeply, barely able to catch his breath due to his chest being scorched. She reached for his eye patch and raised it, showing a red mist leaking out of his eye as drowsiness set in.
"Foxy," She said softly as she pulled him into a hug again, this time he closed his eyes for a little while, feeling the pain that was flowing through him turn into anger as he no longer felt Vixey hugging him.
He heard Goldy shout something as he opened his eyes in the void once again, seeing Goldy get thrown back by a tendril as he saw the Marionette fighting with Synn. The red mist turned back as he stood up, the liquid that flowed through his body feeling like lava as he stepped forward; feeling the vibrations with each step he took as seconds felt like hours once again. He felt the souls of the knights he killed in his body, helping him with every movement he made, feeling as if time was slowed down greatly. He ran towards Synn who noticed him and shot a tendril at him, he spun out the way letting it miss him. Another tendril flew towards him, this time he ducked below it as he continued running, closing the distance between him and the man. He grabbed onto the two tendrils and threw his legs through the gap between them, hopping over the one to his right and landing on the floor beside Synn, who threw the Marionette back.
"Why are you so fast," Synn shouted at Foxy as he tried to stab him with a blade, Foxy rolling to the side and getting to his feet, kicking Synn in the side as a tendril was thrown into him, knocking him back a little as Goldy ran up and tried to punch Synn, but missed and got stabbed through the gut and shoved back with a tendril.
Foxy stood up and ran at Synn who sent a tendril at his head causing him to duck, but there was another shot at him below and he jumped up and over, landing with a roll as he got to a crouching position holding his blade up, struggling to block Synn's blade as he pushed down onto the red vulpine. A tendril tried to smack him back once again and he grabbed onto it, holding it away from him as he felt himself giving out under the man's blade. He kicked Synn back and sliced the tendril with his knife, throwing it to the floor as Synn fell to his back. Foxy quickly ran over to him and tried slicing down at his head as Synn blocked him, using both hands to prevent him from breaking through. A tendril shot out at him, but the Marionette managed to block it with his own, preventing Synn from using tendrils to throw Foxy off or impale him. Foxy used his left fist like a hammer, slamming down into his wrist as he began chipping through the man's blade. Synn kicked him back and pulled himself away from the vulpine into the darkness as some of the creatures walked out of the void.
"Come at me," Foxy shouted at the creatures as they closed in on him.
One tried to slice him, but he blocked the blade, throwing it to the side and punching the creature in the gut before pulling his blade over and slicing him across the chest, sending the creature to the floor as more showed up. Two of them swung down at him and he blocked the one to his left, pulling his blade to the right, blocking the second one as he kicked the left one back and stabbed the right one in the stomach before ripping up and gutting the creature, letting it drop to the floor. Watching Goldy clearing out the rest of them as the Marionette fought with Synn in the void. He turned back towards the last one of the creatures and grabbed it's leg, pulling it towards him and stabbing it through the head before running off to help the Marionette with Synn as he was getting overwhelmed. He got up to the tendrils and started slicing through them, letting the Marionette get some breathing room as he managed to start pushing Synn back. Foxy began running through the tendrils targeting Synn as he sliced through, getting closer and closer with each step he took. He got up to Synn, but several tendrils shot through him, stopping him in his tracks as he groaned in both pain and anger. He brought his blade up and sliced through them, falling to the floor as he did, feeling the holes throughout his body, but then the mist started flowing out of them, sealing the holes, the pain disappearing as the holes healed. He grunted as he stood up staring down Synn as the Marionette began holding back his tendrils again, he heard Goldy fighting the creatures from the void, he was left alone with the man who readied his blade. He ran at the man, slicing down at him, the man managing to block him. Foxy pulled back one again and swung at him from the side, the man barely managing to hold him off as he repeatedly slashed at the man, slashing at his side, face, chest, stomach, anywhere he could manage as he saw the man growing tired from his onslaught. Foxy swung at the man's head, getting just barely getting blocked, and he swung his fist into Synn's side knocking the air out his lungs as he let the off the blade. Foxy sunk his blade into Synn's chest and gripped onto the man's shoulder, ripping out the blade to the side causing the man to shout in anguish as the tendrils dropped from around them. He pulled back once more and stabbed him in the stomach, feeling the blackened blood leak out his wounds, staining his arms. The red vulpine watched as the blackened mist drained from his body, disappearing, exposing his scarred face and grayed hair. The man gripped Foxy's upper arm tightly as he grunted with a smile.
"Thank you," The man told him as he pulled the blade out and set him on the ground, the tendrils and creatures that surrounded him had faded away into the mist leaving the void empty of anything but him, Goldy, the Marionette, and Synn. "I'm sorry for what I did," Synn added as Foxy regretfully pulled his arm back again.
"Foxy," The Marionette said walking up behind him. "Let me do it."
Foxy nodded to the Marionette as he stood up leaving the man on the floor as he backed up with Goldy who was panting but still energized after ripping apart hordes of the creatures. The Marionette used his tendrils to rip open the man's chest cavity and pull the orb out, and above the man's corpse. The tendrils crushed the orb and the pieces dropped to the ground, the mist that was coming out of Foxy's eye stopped after a few seconds signaling that the souls were gone for good, freed from an eternal torment they were unwillingly subject to. Foxy couldn't help but feel like he had lost something still, through everything he did, he couldn't gain back the life he originally had. He murdered a man who turned out to be a brother he'd never met, he had a niece who he'd most likely never actually meet, his child would never be able to experience the life he hoped for her. Though he still believed that it didn't matter, granted, he wouldn't be able to give her a perfect life, he still had her. "Was it worth it," He thought as he looked at the two people who were standing beside him, one like a father he never had, the other was a guardian that would protect him and his family to the end.
"Yeah," He chuckled to himself as he thought about Vixey and Kimber, then thinking about Bonnie, Freddy, and all the others who he'd met.
"What was that," Goldy asked him as he looked over at the gold bear.
"Nothing. I'm just thinking," He replied with a smile as he continued staring down at the body on the ground, feeling his body relax and unwind.
The original scorching that filled him was now replaced with a calm, cozy warmth, that reminded him of the cold nights when Claire would lay on him covering up with an absurd amount of blankets watching a random TV show after Kimberly had fallen asleep, or of the sunny days he experienced as he rode through the deserts of a foreign country with some random guys. He closed his eyes at the thought of the former, thinking about what Vixey was doing currently, then he passed out in the void as he kept his eyes closed.