Chapter 3
Talk.
A/N
This chapter is going to be as it says.. Talks with springy the 6 children… most of them anyways. 3 of these are going to be especially connected to springy by the end of the story.. Likely.
Gabriel
Gabriel had been the only one still awake and aware. The others had been exploring more of the building they were going to be stuck in.
He was silently following Springtrap as he shuffled through the rooms. What was the murderer doing? He shuffled through storage boxes and props without any real goal.
"Seriously… what are you looking for?" Gabriel asked with a interrogating voice. If Springtrap was surprised… he didn't show it.
"...not much… looking for… stuff…"
"Knives to kill children with?" Gabriel asked teasingly. He did not mean to hurt the man… he would not expect a child killer to actually feel bad.
But when he looked down gabriel forgot his teasing for a moment.
"Look…. I don't know why you did it… so i can't trust you… not that easily…" Gabriel said with a weak sigh.
"It's just…. I miss my family… i don't know about the others now.. But when this first happened… even charlie was not very strong willed then…. It had been up to me at the beginning to keep their hopes up… i was the leader of our small crowd."
Springy got up and turned to the ghost.
"I understand… and i wish it had never happened… but… i just… it's in the past… and i want to give up the past…" Springtrap said with a mental sigh. Maybe he could convince them.
"The others… they wanted me to speak with you…well… susie and jeremy…. They said they want to go home…"
"So do i.." Gabriel tilted his head in confusion.
"Even murderers love you know.." even though he was technically not a murderer there was no point doubting it.
"What were they like?" Gabriel asked patiently
Springtrap thought for a moment then spoke. "There was liz… she was always so nice and caring… Michael sometimes pranked and tricked his little brother but he was there for him… As for their little brother… Chris might have been a bit of a crybaby… but he was just a little scared of the animatronics…" He smiled for the first time in a long while.
"What happened to them?" Gabriel regretted asking the question the moment he did. Springtraps smile faltered.
"...i'd rather not talk about it…" Gabriel looked away for a moment and sighed.
"Alright… i'm going to go… tell jeremy and susie what i've learned!"
Springtrap twitched at that. He had just came to gather information? Smart kid.
"So..? what is that psycho planning?" jeremy asked with a still burning anger at him… somehow…
"I… i don't think he wants to hurt us…"
"What? He's a cold blooded killer! There is no way we can trust him!"
"I agree with jeremy… i don't think we should trust him… at least not fully…"
Gabriel shrugged and nodded in defeat. "How about we see what happens?"
They decided to just agree with that…
Charlie
Springtrap had been walking around the rooms trying to figure out what was going on in this chaos…
Then he noticed something else….
"Where is charlie?" he asked Fritz who glanced around looking for the spirit he had mentioned.
"Don't know…"
Meanwhile charlie was in the past… mentally…
It was fredbears family diner… the amazing place that her father had made… with a little help of course.
Her dads good friend William had helped financially and had supported him through hard times of the restaurant…
Of course to her he was just Will… back when she was only 2 that was the only part of his name she could say… so it pretty much became his nickname… and the only name she would call him…
Even now.
Charlie had been with her father in the manager office.
"Bills… lawsuits… god… people fall off the carousel way too much.."
Charlie giggled slightly. Her father always blamed the carousel for lawsuits… she had only ever seen a person fall off once… of course that had been her… it was a small injury though… she was back on her feet in no time.
There was a click as she and her dad turned to the office door.
Will had opened it… he looked slightly different.. He seemed… almost angry… yet depressed.
"Well… to what do i owe the pleasure old friend?" Charlie swore she saw a red twinkle in his eyes as he turned to her dad.
"I have a special surprise for charlie… it is her birthday right?"
She had almost forgotten… today was her 7th Birthday…
"Indeed… Charlie why don't you go see what he has?" he definitely needed some alone time anyways… to deal with lawsuits..
Charlie nodded her innocent brown eyes full of excitement.
Will motioned for her to follow and she did so passing by a few people… there were barely any people there today… odd…
"So… where are we going will?" she asked in a cheerful voice.
"You.. you will see.." His voice was cracking… like he was also crying…
She looked around the many attractions inside the pizzeria…
Of course her eyes settled on the security puppet gift box. She had always felt a strange connection to the puppet inside. She then realized that a pile of gift boxes were on the top… sealing it shut…
"Wh-" she felt herself grabbed and pulled somewhere.
She opened her eyes to see herself in an alleyway…
William was standing a few feet away an eerie smile on his face.
"W-will?" there was a short metallic blade in his hand.
"Surprise!" he said as he walked forward holding the blade and lifted it over her.
The ethereal charlie opened her eyes screaming… she was still a ghost.
In front of her was Springtrap with a very worried look.
"What happened?" he asked nervously…
He had a feeling he knew what had happened.
Even though she was a ghost…
Charlie hugged him tightly.
He was slightly shocked at it but made sure she did not pass through.
Some spiritual connection or something?
She let out pained sobs into the animatronic fur of the suit.
"...it hurts…" she said between sobs… She was re-experiencing the painful death he had given her.
"...i know… i'm sorry…" he said trying to comfort her.
'Ouch… i made her cry :)'
He could feel her suffering as she relived the quite painful things he had done to her with that little knife.
He hugged her back. He really wanted to slap this voices non existent face.
"It's okay… it's over… it's over now.." he said in a calming and quiet whisper…
Eventually her pained sobbing slowed and finally stopped.
She looked at him with brown eyes of renewed fear.
He hated seeing that in her.
There was also a twinkle of hope.
"Why…? W-w-will… why did you do it?" she was still crying…
That's when he noticed her appearance had changed.
Instead of being a ghost wearing the clothes before her death.
The stab wounds and cut at the neck were now visible.
He had done that to her.
Maybe not truly him.
But his hands were still his own.
They disappeared as she continued crying silently.
It still hurt.
So… much…
"...please… help… it hurts…" she said in weak and shaky breaths.
As if she was dying as a ghost.
"Your having a flashback… it's not real… just close your eyes and the pain will be gone…" She listened and closed her eyes in a desperate attempt to stop the pain. It seemed to finally stop.
She sighed in relief and looked at him with only slight fear now.
"Will… i'm scared.. What if… what if we go to hell?" she asked which made Springtrap flinch.
"Why would you go to hell? I'm the one who killed you!" he said it a slightly surprised tone and a hint of anger at the thought itself.
Charlie flinched and springtrap sighed.
"Sorry… just angry to think of you going to hell because of me…"
"The thing is… we did kill…" Springtrap once again wished he had eyebrows to arch.
"When they possessed the animatronics they could not control themselves… they were blinded by rage… even i was at the beginning.. They killed anybody they saw wearing.."
"Purple?" he assumed.
"Yea… and the night guard uniform was purple… i even killed one.. I… what do i do? What if we go to hell? We killed innocent guards!"
Springtrap glanced away and decided on an answer.
"You were blinded by rage… if i can be forgiven… then of course you can… in a way i caused that too…" Charlie tilted her head for a moment as she noticed that everytime Springtrap mentioned his murders he seemed to look… regretful… yet she saw something else…
"It wasn't you.." Springtrap twitched and looked at her with solemn eyes.
"How do you know?"
"There is no way that was you Will…. The moment i saw you that day… you were… different… what happened?"
He looked into her eyes to find doubt.. Fear… anything that proved she should not know… he only saw wondering.
"...there's a voice inside my head… it tries to convince me to kill… and possessed me… i think… I could only watch as it happened… i tried to stop it.."
Charlie was not actually surprised.
Her fear dissipated.
It was still the Will she knew.
"That means you are innocent!" She tackle hugged him now.
Why is that possible… shes a ghost.
Who cares?
"...it's still my fault.. I should have tried harder…"
Charlie gave him a reassuring smile and he could not help but smile back.
Perhaps he could end this all and they could all pass on peacefully.
Fritz
Fritz had been avoiding speaking to the other ghosts for a while now.
They often talked about how they missed their families when they were together.
He flinched whenever any of them asked him about his and he would dissipate to go somewhere else.
He normally followed Springtrap.
He had to say the animatronic looked really epic. His suit tears just made him look even cooler.
Springtrap just looked at him warily.
"Stressed about something?" He said reading his expression.
Fritz jumped… mentally…
"No… just wondering about…" Springtrap motioned for him to continue.
Fritz held his own ghostly arm in a nervous manner.
"...were you nice to your children…..?"
Springtrap looked at him with confusion.
"Of course… i cared for them with everything i had…"
Then fritz asked him a question that made him twitch.
"Did they like you…?" he was shivering now.
"I loved them.. And they returned the favor.." Now he was wondering.
"...so that's what it's like… to be loved…" Fritz flinched as springtrap shuffled towards him.
"...don't your family love you?" He asked and as fritz eyes widened he knew he had accidentally struck a nerve.
"My family hated me… they would torture me… they starved me till night where i would barely eat anything… my mom had been nice… then when she passed away… my dad just was increasingly worse.
Then he finally caved in to let me have one happy day at fredbear's… not exactly what i was expecting…"
Springtraps emotions shifted from surprise to horror and eventually guilt.
"Honestly… being a ghost is a hundred times better then being abused…"
How… cruel can the world be… he may have killed but torture and abuse… is often worse…
He imagined being starved till the end of the day…
"Your father… i don't understand how anybody could do that to their son.."
Fritz was still shivering slightly.
Springtrap was comforting too many people today…
"Look… if it makes you feel better… why don't you just think of him as just another person? Think of somebody else as your father."
"How about you?" Fritz asked innocently.
"What?"
"...your the only one who can actually see us or interact with us… until this is all over… can you be my dad?"
"But… i'm the one who killed… you… why would you want me to be that?"
Fritz shrugged. "I just don't sense evil intent from you."
What was he supposed to say? The kid had been through a lot… worse then the others… Up to the point where his after life was in a twisted way… happier…
"If it makes you feel better." He said in a accepting voice.
Fritz hugged him shortly then disappeared off somewhere.
"Wow…. your actually convincing them…" He turned to Cassidy who had been watching silently.
"...how long?"
"I was there when you comforted charlie… you may have tricked them… but i'm not falling for your act… there's no demonic voice controlling you… a lazy excuse for murder won't help you get out of hell..."
She disappeared before he could say anything.
He returned to shuffling through storage boxes and found what he wanted.
Gasoline cans… no lighter though.
"...now to end this…" he said with a mental sigh.
He still needed to get the guard out of the building.. No need involving him in something not connected to him..
The ghosts eventually made their way back to springtrap.
"Find a way?"
He glanced to the side and nodded.
"But first… we gotta scare a night guard." each of them had mischievous smiles on their faces.
"Here's the plan."
A/N: yee.
I got emotions into the mix..
Sorta.
Hmmm
I need to make charlie suffer…
:3
'Wow…. your a pretty evil narrator.'
Great… first shadow… now you..?
'Stop making 4th wall breaking characters then…'
But i wanted to let them ask questions to our mysterious duo… :c
"Mysterious duo? A 10 year old with a broken spirit and a disembodied demonized voice are worth being asked?"
I'm too lazy to reveal more about you two in the main stories.
'Wait this is not going to be my only story appearance?'
Of course not… gotta make you a bit more of a bastardly character.
'...:c'
"Why am i here anyways?"
...i don't know…
Do any of them have questions of this duo?
I have the urge to answer questions
Mainly make these characters answer questions.
"As long as they don't ask about amber i could care less… i'll answer this crap."
'I don't have much to hide! Ask whatever you want! You will take that information to the grave once i make my way into the real world.'
Don't threaten my readers.
'You forgot you made me this way.'
Oh. right.