p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"This is my first fanfiction ever! I hope you enjoy it./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""speaking"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"em"/ememthinking"/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Disclaimer: I don't own five nights at Freddy's. it belongs to Scot Cawthon. This is purely fan fiction./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"New Harmony, Monday evening 21:35, 2018/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"William Afton sat down on his blue couch to watch some TV. He was wearing a purple nightgown, a purple vest and blue pyjama pants. He sat down and reached for the remote on the wooden table next to the couch. He then turned on the TV and stated thinking about what he had done throughout his life. He switched through the channels rapidly. He wasn't paying much attention, as he was thinking about all the pain he had caused, both to others and to himself. First the crying child outside of Fredbear's. Then his youngest son, Timothy at the Fredbear reboot he himself had founded. Then his eldest and only daughter, Ellie, whom was killed by the very animatronic he had made for her. His wife, the five children, his best friend, Henry... He sighed sadly "If only I hadn't killed that child at Fredbars, if only I hadn't done any of that!" Afton quietly muttered to himself. He looked at the grandfather clock, with the Fredbear plush on top of it. It was nine thirty-six, almost an hour later than his GP said he should head to bed. He got up with a painful grunt, almost begging his 70-year-old body to get up. He was about to leave the living room when his landline phone started ringing./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"RINGGGGG RINGGGGG RINGGGGG!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Blasted modern machines" Afton muttered to himself. Afton knew how to work springlocks and build animatronics and endosckeletons, on New Year's Eve two years ago he once showed some of the local kids a springlock and told them how to use it. Of course, one of them almost got their nose chopped of. He was then told to never use springlocks near children again as the local police deemed them unsafe. He picked up the phone and noticed it was a message. He played the message, but what he heard shocked him. It was a voice that he hadn't heard in a good twenty-five years. But it was undoubtedly him. It was Michael./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"em"/ememFather. It's me, Michael."/em The message began./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"em"/ememI did it. I found it. It was right where you said it would be. They were all there. They didn't recognize me at first but then they thought I was you. And I found her. I put her back together, just like you asked me to. She's free now. But something is wrong with me. I should be dead. But I'm not. I've been living in shadows. There is only one thing left for me to do now. I'm going to come find you." /emMichael then repeated what he said, but it was in a darker and more sinister voice. em"/ememI am going to come find you!" /emAt that the message ended. It was only then that William became aware of the second presence in the room. He cautiously turned around to see what who was there. He was met by a withered looking animatronic bunny. Instead of golden fur it was green with filth and mould. It's left ear was missing and there was dried blood all over it. "Hello, father" It said with the same dark and sinister voice William had just heard from the /"Michael!? Is that you!? I thought you were dead!" William exclaimed./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""You already know how and why I am here" Springtrap said. "I am here not to take revenge for those kids, but for what you made me into!"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Do me a favour and make it quick,"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""You already know I can't do that,"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The lights in Afton's house went out as a loud scream echoed through the night./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"New Harmony, Tuesday morning, 9:20 2018/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Police were searching William's house. They found his dead body lying on the couch in his living room. They were certain that it was either a murder or a suicide, however there was no evidence supporting a break in, meaning the the first option was seemingly impossible. When they searched his basement they found an old decaying suit. There was a body trapped inside. The police then assumed that William Afton must have kidnaped the poor soul in the suit and killed him. It then made sense that William must have ended his own life as he succumbed to insanity. How wrong they were./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The two bodies were then sent to the police station for analysis. If the driver had looked behind him, he would've seen one of the body bags un-zip. He also would have seen the old animatronic hade poking out of the body bag…/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The end!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I hope you enjoyed my first fnaf fanfiction. I hope to be working on more soon. I might make some crossovers. Anyway hope you enjoyed!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Peace out!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""speaking"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"em"/ememthinking"/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Disclaimer: I don't own five nights at Freddy's. it belongs to Scot Cawthon. This is purely fan fiction./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"New Harmony, Monday evening 21:35, 2018/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"William Afton sat down on his blue couch to watch some TV. He was wearing a purple nightgown, a purple vest and blue pyjama pants. He sat down and reached for the remote on the wooden table next to the couch. He then turned on the TV and stated thinking about what he had done throughout his life. He switched through the channels rapidly. He wasn't paying much attention, as he was thinking about all the pain he had caused, both to others and to himself. First the crying child outside of Fredbear's. Then his youngest son, Timothy at the Fredbear reboot he himself had founded. Then his eldest and only daughter, Ellie, whom was killed by the very animatronic he had made for her. His wife, the five children, his best friend, Henry... He sighed sadly "If only I hadn't killed that child at Fredbars, if only I hadn't done any of that!" Afton quietly muttered to himself. He looked at the grandfather clock, with the Fredbear plush on top of it. It was nine thirty-six, almost an hour later than his GP said he should head to bed. He got up with a painful grunt, almost begging his 70-year-old body to get up. He was about to leave the living room when his landline phone started ringing./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"RINGGGGG RINGGGGG RINGGGGG!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Blasted modern machines" Afton muttered to himself. Afton knew how to work springlocks and build animatronics and endosckeletons, on New Year's Eve two years ago he once showed some of the local kids a springlock and told them how to use it. Of course, one of them almost got their nose chopped of. He was then told to never use springlocks near children again as the local police deemed them unsafe. He picked up the phone and noticed it was a message. He played the message, but what he heard shocked him. It was a voice that he hadn't heard in a good twenty-five years. But it was undoubtedly him. It was Michael./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"em"/ememFather. It's me, Michael."/em The message began./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"em"/ememI did it. I found it. It was right where you said it would be. They were all there. They didn't recognize me at first but then they thought I was you. And I found her. I put her back together, just like you asked me to. She's free now. But something is wrong with me. I should be dead. But I'm not. I've been living in shadows. There is only one thing left for me to do now. I'm going to come find you." /emMichael then repeated what he said, but it was in a darker and more sinister voice. em"/ememI am going to come find you!" /emAt that the message ended. It was only then that William became aware of the second presence in the room. He cautiously turned around to see what who was there. He was met by a withered looking animatronic bunny. Instead of golden fur it was green with filth and mould. It's left ear was missing and there was dried blood all over it. "Hello, father" It said with the same dark and sinister voice William had just heard from the /"Michael!? Is that you!? I thought you were dead!" William exclaimed./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""You already know how and why I am here" Springtrap said. "I am here not to take revenge for those kids, but for what you made me into!"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Do me a favour and make it quick,"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""You already know I can't do that,"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The lights in Afton's house went out as a loud scream echoed through the night./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"New Harmony, Tuesday morning, 9:20 2018/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Police were searching William's house. They found his dead body lying on the couch in his living room. They were certain that it was either a murder or a suicide, however there was no evidence supporting a break in, meaning the the first option was seemingly impossible. When they searched his basement they found an old decaying suit. There was a body trapped inside. The police then assumed that William Afton must have kidnaped the poor soul in the suit and killed him. It then made sense that William must have ended his own life as he succumbed to insanity. How wrong they were./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The two bodies were then sent to the police station for analysis. If the driver had looked behind him, he would've seen one of the body bags un-zip. He also would have seen the old animatronic hade poking out of the body bag…/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The end!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I hope you enjoyed my first fnaf fanfiction. I hope to be working on more soon. I might make some crossovers. Anyway hope you enjoyed!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Peace out!/p