FNAF: Imagination
Hey to all of my Descendants out there, I'm back with another chapter! This chapter will be some sort of filler chapter, while still long, will be just a explanation of William Afton's story.
Now with the rating of this story that some people have made reviews on. The reason I said it could be M rating is because of this chapter. This is where it really comes into play, abuse, blood, and a little bit of gore will be introduced into this chapter, and if you don't like that kind of stuff, please for the good of your souls, don't read this and go to a different story, please.
But, if you can tolerate violence like this, then by all means read until the end because it will make sense for the rest of the story of why the souls of Cassidy and Charlie forgive William for his deeds.
I didn't write his story in the second chapter because of how gruesome it is, so please bare with me because this is not something I will enjoy writing at all.
I do not own FNAF or anything related, it all belongs to Scott Cawthon. I only own my OC.
"Lily was a little girl. Afraid of the big, wide world
She grew up within her castle walls
Now and then she tried to run
And then on the night with the setting sun
She went in the woods away
So afraid, all alone..."
(Just replace Lily with Willy, girl with boy, and she with he, it will make sense)
Lily by Alan Walker, K-391 & Emelie Hollow
The Story of William Afton
The loud snoring of William Afton could be heard even from outside of his bedroom. Currently, the Afton Family plus Henry, the original four animatronics with Cassidy and Charlie, and myself were standing outside the bedroom of the house that was built in conjunction with the establishment. It was built with 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, 1 kitchen, 1 giant library, 1 large basement, and two living rooms, money was provided by Henry and Michael as they kept the Fazbear funding for their needs.
I silently closed the door that was occupied by the sleeping Afton, making sure to be very quiet while doing it. I sighed in relief as I didn't hear him waking up. I turned around to see the Aftons and Henry had their eyes casted downward, Chris and Elizabeth were slightly crying, probably from the tension of the situation.
I kneeled down in front of them and gestured for a hug, both of them didn't even hesitate and rushed towards me, balling their eyes out along the way. I closed my eyes and whispered into their ears, "It's gonna be okay you two, your father will be alright."
Elizabeth sniffled, "Please make sure he's gonna be okay. I don't like seeing Daddy like this."
"I know you don't, just be strong for him, he will want you to be." I answered back. I let go of the two kids and looked at Henry and asked, "May I have a little privacy with those four?"
Henry understood my question and nodded his head, he gestured for the Aftons to leave, with them understanding why they shouldn't be here right now, likely knowing what I was doing. Both Cassidy and Charlie understood as well and kindly let themselves out of the conversation.
The red fox animatronic looked confused, "Ahoy, why are they leavin'? Do they perhaps know Aftons tale by any chance?"
I frowned, "Unfortunately they do, and it is not a happy one, in fact, it's very heartbreaking and gruesome."
Chica had a sad expression on her face, "That doesn't sound happy."
Freddy still had that stoic expression, "We are willing to listen to his story."
I sighed, "Alright, let me tell you the tale of William Afton..."
The story starts off in an average sized city, containing the loud rustling of cars and people. There was a home situated on top of an nearby hill, secluded from the rest of the houses and apartments. This was the home of the younger William Afton, living with his younger sister, Ava Afton, two older brothers, Vincent Afton and Joseph Afton, his father, Oliver Afton and his mother, Heather Afton.
Young William had a pretty normal childhood when he first met Henry and his future wife, Clara Schmidt, good grades in school, had a crush on Clara, and best friend to Henry. However, what he didn't explain to them, is that when he was just 3 years old with Ava and Joe being the oldest at 5 and 6 respectively, Vincent being exactly 1 minute older than William, essentially twins, his biggest nightmare and biggest secret would come to reality.
His so-called "father," not only did he physically and mentally abused William so badly to point of overdose, along with his siblings, he experimented on him. This is how he became purple, Oliver injected William with some type of 'virus,' which caused him to violently go berserk or insane when overwhelmed with sadness or anger. So much in fact, that he couldn't contain the unbridled rage he had for his father, and ultimately killed Oliver, with nothing but a smile on his face.
While under the infection, he will lose all sense of morality and will not hesitate to kill anyone, even children, but he held back the infection with the help of his siblings and mother, who might I add, was murdered by Oliver after she yelled at him for a divorce. This 'virus' or called Remnant in the future, would be something that William will research through his years of isolation, when he ran away from home after learning the consequences of his uncontrolled actions.
The Remnant that was infecting William became another entity of itself, becoming a blackened heart version of William, trying to take control of the real William. Over the years, William tried his hardest to stay happy and nice, but all good things won't last forever. After marrying Clara and having three kids, his rage and sadness was kept locked up in his shattered psyche, until the lock broke when his family started dying one by one. He couldn't contain it and with a sharpened knife and sinister smile on his face, he murdered 6 children in Freddy's Fazbear Pizza, without remorse.
He learned of this tragedy through the newspaper and from the pizzeria rumours. He committed these acts of cruelty not because he wanted to, but because he couldn't contain the monster inside of him. So he made a promise, that he would free the souls of the dead children and saying sorry to his oldest son, Michael Afton, because he wouldn't be coming back home, he would die for his crimes and fade away from the history books.
I finished narrating William Aftons story with closed eyes, and soon opened them to see the expressions on the four animatronics standing in front of me. The one who was most affected was Chica, as I could see her crying real tears out of her robotic eyes, Bonnie went over to her and hugged her, letting her cry into his mechanical shoulder. Foxy had his arms crossed with his one eye closed, glancing down in anger, defined by his quiet but angry growls.
Freddy was simply shocked and dropped his microphone onto the tiled floor, with a resounding thud. He quickly composed himself and grabbed his hat with his right hand and looked at me, "I...I couldn't begin to fathom the amount of pain and misery Mr. Afton has gone through. Th-that is wrong on so many levels."
"While it may be a tragic backstory, it was all true. Every single bit was true." I replied.
Foxy screamed, "If Oliver didn' die, I would rush at 'im 'n gut 'im 'til he was dead 'n then promptly slash his head open 'n crush his brain into mush!"
"Let me be the first to tell you that I would of done the same." I agreed with the fox. "However, I'm sure he has his hands full in Hell."
The fox animatronic calmed down and replied, "I wish we could help 'im when we be alive, we could o' prevented this."
I mentally agreed with Foxy, "Even if you were, I doubt you could get through to him as he was no longer in control himself. Not even the sight of seeing his family once again could make him snap out of his rage."
Chica stopped crying to speak, "I-Is he going to b-be okay?"
I frowned, "That's the worst part Chica, I don't know. I really don't know."
That's it, yeah I told ya it was gonna be gruesome and heartbreaking. so what next adventure will me and the Fazbears get caught into?
Who knows? Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy my reasoning behind Afton's crimes and my take on his backstory.
See ya next time!
