I'm FINALLY BACK!

(For a while :3)

Anywho, I figure I'd begin the next and final fnaf story!

Now to clarify, there will be a few new characters in this, a few of your OC's and lets not forget the Nightmare animatronics :D God I love those.

Anywho, lets do some catching up.

1, I am back on steam!

2, I now have facebook! My name is Connor Smith (Not my real name but for security reasons)

3, Watchover has 2 new characters, Torcher-713 and Prototype, I think you'll like those two.

4, I am currently playing Fnaf 4, so as I go on, I'll do more with the Nightmare animatronics.

5, To all of you who wanted more like the endings of the last one, I have managed to get Seth, Ryan and Emiral to help with writing again.

6, A LOT of the ToD watchover characters make a cameo in the beginning, sorry for the confusion.

Now to clear the confusion, Connor is currently inside Dimension 2, there are 3 dimensions. We live in dimension 2. You'll catch on in this chapter!

Enjoy the delayed chapter! :D

Five Nights at Freddy's: Final Preparations

Chapter 1

Retribution

Ghost's POV

It had been three weeks since dad disappeared. Marionette tried to keep mom calm but she would just blow up if dad's name was even mentioned. Rose was depressed after the incident, meh, I don't blame her. I never really thought much of it. Heartless, no, I know that he couldn't have died, he just vanished. The Shadow were gone, finished off after their leaders were killed. Ha, good riddance, now we just had to deal with the stragglers.

Every once in a while a band of ex-shadow would show up, wave their guns around, get killed, that was the norm now. Tracker was really odd now. Whenever we would ask him what exactly happened to dad, he would stop talking and be silent for the rest of the conversation. Hunter was silent too, even though he didn't know as much as Tracker. Ryan and Mangle were constantly inside their house, Ryan was devastated at the loss of his best friend. It was known by nearly everyone now that Tracker wasn't from this dimension, he had jumped over during an experiment. Golden Freddy had disappeared too, but every once in a while, we would see him near the old Fredbear's diner, standing outside the boarded doors. I decided that I was tired of the sadness and anger, I was going to pay Tracker a visit, I was going to get him to talk, one way or another…

Connor's POV

Walking with Operator down the halls was a daily routine now. It was nearly a month since I woke up here. He told me much about the experiment that Tracker was in, how Tracker was a brain-mapped Watcher and how 1287, me from this dimension, was the deadliest watcher and one of the founders of the Federation. He showed me a hologram of a Sceptarian, my god I was relieved to not have those in our dimension. The Shadow were not just in our dimension, but in this one too, yet the Terror-Bots were never a concept. I decided to ask him a question about the dimensions.

"How many did you say there were again?" I asked, causing him to respond with "Three, there are three dimensions" I was curious, so I asked "How do the three tie in with the others?" He chuckled and said "Well, we're still finding out but if our theories are correct, the other two dimensions are normally only visible to an individual through the dreamscape. For instance, If you have a good dream here, you get a glimpse of your dimension through the eyes of that dimension's you. Its confusing, but say that 1287 has a good dream at night, he would be looking out of your eyes in your dimension. If you had a good dream, you'd be looking out of his eyes"

I was confused and asked "Um…So, if I'm not there, what happens if he has a good dream?" Operator shook his head and said "He can't, until you are back, he can only have nightmares." I was still confused and asked "What happens with nightmares?" Operator stared forward and said "Dimension 3…NOTHING good comes from there. Every nightmare you ever had comes from there. As a child, you can see some things that come from there. The fear of the darkness and monsters in your closet isn't just imagination. The version of you from that dimension cannot die. If you've ever had a dream where you fall to your death or die in any way, you don't die, but you slowly heal and are kept alive by the dimension itself. Like torture you are forced to live through. Death in there would be mercy, there is no mercy in that place."

My face went white, this was disturbing, so I asked "What about dreams there?" Operator said quickly "There ARE no dreams, no sleep" We were quiet until we reached the lab.

Upon entering, I saw a face none other than Hunter. "Hunter!" I said, running over and hugging him, only for him to pull back saying "You are not 1287 and yet you talk like you have seen me before, how?" I quickly said "Tracker built you in my dimension! How'd you get here?" Hunter stared at me and said "Tracker did not build me. Dr. Graham built me here when Tracker's android body was constructed."

I quickly said "But Tracker had the blueprints and everything!" but Hunter just responded with "Tracker took those blueprints with him. Did he ever tell you why he had them?" I nodded and said "To protect the growing families." Hunter shook his head and said "The experiment was to go to the other dimensions and build an android watcher to defend the people living there, then the watcher would return here and leave the android to defend the people. He must've used my design."

It all made sense now, Tracker was never there by coincidence, he was there on a mission and he couldn't get back yet. I was then told by the Dr. Graham from this dimension that the dimension-hopper was fixed and I could go home. I was about to leave when two watchers came up beside me, one in blue and black, a female. The other was tall, gray, red and blue, an android. "These two will help you if something goes wrong" Graham said as we stepped into the machine.

With the pull of a lever, we were suddenly in a dark room. The android, Prototype, activated his flashlight and brightened the room. Blood covered the walls, it was the lab, but not the one we were supposed to be at. Stepping forward, Torcher felt something squish under her foot and shined her light on it. It was the body of a scientist, the face was mauled and bone was exposed. Maggots were eating away at the little flesh that remained. "Fuck…" Torcher quietly said, kicking the corpse aside. Prototype heard something fall in the hallway, so he led us to the noise. He pressed something on his staff and it collapsed down, he put it into a slot on his arm. Turning the corner, he shot a rod of rebar at the source, only to see it was a large rat, now impaled on the wall. "Shit" He said, pulling the rod out of the wall.

Looking up, I noticed something glowing red. High above Prototype, two purple eyes became visible, staring at us. Torcher shined her light on it, causing me to see the figure easily. "Bonnie? Is that you?" I asked the large decaying bunny animatronic. He leaned forward and smiled, showing very sharp teeth and said "You would wish it was…" Prototype, Torcher and I backed up and noticed three other eyes looking at us. Shining their lights, I saw what looked to be hellish versions of *Chica and Foxy. I looked up and saw a large black bear standing on the broken roof above us. He chuckled and said "Welcome to our realm…" before laughing as the three closed in on us…

THIS NEEDED TO BE LONG AFTER HOW LONG IT HAS BEEN!

Anywho, what better way to introduce the nightmare animatronics than this!

Thanks for support and I can guarantee that this will not disappoint you all!

Thanks for sticking with me and reading, see you all next chapter!

-1287