AN: Hey guys! I'm sure you saw my Author Alert. If not, then go read it! It has some important information about this fanfic, and all my others. Anyways, as I said, this fanfiction is next in line! I won't work overtime to finish it until we're in the last few chapters, but I will have this chapter the first new chapter of anything, after the end of Springtrap. Thanks for all your support and everything that you've done.

Also, I need to address something. Haters. I know there has been none on my stories so far, luckily, but one of my fellow authors have been hit hard by a hater. Like, so hard they went on a hiatus. This is wrong. Very wrong. I don't know the name of this disgusting worthless failure of a human being. They are a horrible person for making this person go down like this. The author's name, on the other hand, I know. Their name is SushuiTemitsu. And the story is 'The Ascension Saga Book 1: Ghost'. The story is a bit questionable at first, and sometimes i'm like: O-O. But it is an overall nice story. It has a nice plot, and has an overall good many death scenes. So many. And that's fine. They did their best. That's the best I could ask for from them. Sure, suddenly adding the infinity stones is really random, but it mixes the odds up, so no one knows what might happen.

Anyway, Go read 'The Ascension Saga Book 1: Ghost' On the My Hero Academia category, on the Anime/Manga category, and read it and tell your regards to SushuiTemitsu!

Read the story!

Henry sighed as all three green lights finally clicked on. The big heavy door that Wil also insisted on having, because no thief can cut their way through that, lifted. Henry appreciated that logic, but now it was troublesome for him.

So he cut his way through the boards that always seemed to plague his path, and made his way to the-

"The Music Department!" He exclaimed, and immediately began looking around for Vanessa.

Unfortunately, she's nowhere to be found. It's like she disappeared into thin air.

Henry sees another recording, and upon examining it, sees it's by Vanessa again. He plays it.

From the voice of: Vanessa Roselle

So first, William installs this 'Ink Machine' over our heads. Then the thing begins to leak.

Three times fast last month, we couldn't even get out of our department because the ink had flooded the stairwell.

Williams' solution? An ink pump to drain it periodically.

Now I have this ugly pump switch in my office.

People in and out all day.

Thanks William. Just what I needed.

Henry laughed a little at that. 'Sarcastic ol' Vanessa,' He thought.

Then he started walking forward, going to find a light switch, and promptly tripped over a chair, and turned it on with his forehead.

'I can do that too, I guess.' He thought, about to right the chair, but then he realized it wasn't a chair.

Sitting there, on the floor, was a kind of Freddy suit. But, only, it was yellow.

And the head was missing.

Just sitting there, chilling, with no head. Not even an Endo head.

Henry just stared at it, and wondered how it got like this, and how the head went missing, when he realized it didn't have an endo.

Okay, this seems very morbid and wrong. So, so wrong.

Written on the wall behind it, he realized, were words.

'"My greatest creation, coming together with my project, will fuse me to them"-Bertram Bayview'

Henry was more confused than ever. Bertram? He had no idea who that was. Must be a new hire, but what did he mean 'fuse me to them'? Was there something deeper going on than a psychotic robo-rabbit?

He shook it off like a pitcher shaking off a bad signal from a catcher. He had to keep moving. He wasn't going to let this 'Bertram' stop him. He didn't even know the guy.

So he went and picked up his axe, then Henry turned on a switch that was so random and calling to him, that he had to at least press it. Then he saw light coming from the hall. 'Must have turned on power over there. And if I'm correct, that must be the music room...'

He walked into the music room, and was immediately confused and horrified.

Around five ink covered messes of scrap metal and wires were writhing on the floor, making noises of agony. Henry didn't know what to do. Was there a robot CPR or something?

And then one of the robots looked at him, pure pleading in his eyes, and Henry recognized those eyes. Those eyes, that had stared at him, while giving him a nod from his desk. Those eyes, that had looked intensely at his paper as he worked furiously towards their new deadline.

"Dave….?" Henry dared to whisper.

The thing looked at him once more, and Henry understood.

Someone had somehow turned awesome people into writhing, disgusting messes of robot parts, and ink.

And he would have to figure out who.

AN: Hey guys! Sorry for the short chapter. I thought this would be a good place to start. As you can tell, this will start to diverge from the cannon path. Plus, after this is over, I will write a fanfic about what would have happened if Henry did one itsy bitsy thing wrong. That fanfic would have a lot of death scenes. A loooooot. Especially when we get separated from Bo- Oops, spoiler alert. Not. You heard nothing.

Stay Salty Y'all