The time had just reached 2 am as the purple eyed security robots continue to roam around the floors and attractions of the Pizzaplex. Because of this, Gregory and his friends were not able to return to their base in the main entrance lobby and are now taking shelter inside the closed down Children's Cove, where they reunited with Foxy. From the eyes of the security cameras strobe about the ceiling, William Afton was watching everything with the same sinister smirk on his rabbit head. And inside each of their locations, Monty, Chica and Roxy have just re-emerged from their charging stations. Each were newly motivated to continue the hunt for Gregory, their eyes still glowing purple and sinister tones in their voices…
FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S: SECURITY BREACH
- SUPERSTAR EDITION -
Hour 3.1: Afton's "Three Hour Game" Begins, Fight or Die
~ 2:02 am | Children's Cove - Play Floor ~
In their new shelter, Vanessa spent the last few minutes reading papers detailing most of Fazbear Entertainment's previous lawsuits, police investigations and more caused by their sole enemy, William Afton. In the back room, Foxy could be seen slowly bringing out his crew mate's deactivated bodies. He had set each one in an orderly fashion with each new addition. He is about on the third crewmember as Vanessa just reached the reports of "missing children" event that started Afton's criminal spree. Gregory and Freddy could not believe their ears, both letting out simultaneous gasps and Gregory almost to the point of vomiting.
"Officer Vanessa….none of that could have happened…right?" Freddy asked. But Vanessa quietly shook her head.
"Sorry, Freddy….believe me. Even I was shocked to find this stuff out. But all of this, the child murders, disappearances and the rest...they're all real." she said. Recovering from his sense of disgust, Gregory faced Vanessa once more.
"What's this guy's deal? I-I mean, what did those KIDS ever do to deserve….T-THAT?!" he asked "I'm surprised ANYONE would want to continue this place knowing "dead kids" were attached to their name!" Vanessa nodded.
"Yeah. I know." she sighed "Saddest thing is….I used to work for a previous division of Fazbear Entertainment before I was relocated to working at the Pizzaplex. And…no one, not even my old boss, ever told me about any of this. What's even more sickening…is I dug further…and found out "William Afton" is a CO-FOUNDER." Freddy and Gregory gasped, as did Foxy having just finished with his crew members' bodies.
"W-W-WHAT?! There can be NO WAY someone as BLACK HEARTED as that MONSTER helped start Fazbear Entertainment!" Foxy proclaimed, waving around his hook "All me circuits and hardware knows how to do is entertain the kiddies….not how to commit MURDER!" Vanessa attempted to calm Foxy's emotions, lightly waving her hands.
"Calm down Foxy….calm down. Remember. This guy is not in charge of the company now. Heck, he isn't even the head manager of the Mega Pizzaplex. It's clear the new owners…they want to undo the scars he left behind." Vanessa said. Freddy looked down at his chest, putting his hand against it as he thought again of the other kids he entertained before tonight. He then began to think of Afton and his older self with glowing eyes after the incident.
"Something about this doesn't add up though. If "our" rabbit faced lunatic messing around with the robots and systems IS the same guy you're talking about….just how old IS he?" Gregory asked "He doesn't sound like the kind of guy who would just found a place like Fazbear Entertainment." Vanessa shifted through the papers again, stopping on the instance about a non-associated location, Fazbear Frights, burning to the ground.
"I don't know. Even the records I found says William Afton was never arrested and brought to account for the crimes associated with him. All they say is….he just "disappeared" around the third time an old location was closed down." she said "Thirty years later, the police and fire department were called in to quench a fire that sprung up at a "haunted house" attraction known as Fazbear Frights. The place was burnt to the ground but they said they found, among the rubble, was the badly ruined remains of what was an old springlock suit…most likely brought there by whatever weirdo was running the place." Gregory attempted to try and piece things together, feeling a major strain in his mind as he did. He then thought to the "springlock suit" just mentioned moments ago.
"H-Hold up. What if that "springlock suit" WAS Afton? I mean….the previous events involved someone at Fazbear's using one of them against the knowledge of the company, right? Is there any description about the suit?" he asked. Vanessa looked back to her papers.
"Hmmmm….ah. The suit found at the scene was said to have been the remains of an original character from Fazbear Family Diner known as….Bonnie?" she said "So….a rabbit suit?" Gregory sighed.
"YEP. That definitely matches up with the amount of KILLER BUNNIES I've seen tonight." he groaned, thinking of Willie, Vanny and the raging Bonnie "But….I don't get how he's alive if…you said they found the suit beaten up at Fazbear Frights." Vanessa shrugged.
"For all the police knew, the suit had been long abandoned and Afton is supposedly still out there." she said "Maybe…he's out for some kind of revenge mission against the new owners of Fazbear Entertainment." Just then, they heard the sound of feedback coming from the speakers just outside in the main atrium of the Pizzaplex. Afton's voice was next to follow.
Thank you for surviving as long as you have, my little playmates. But now…it's time for the games to truly begin…in which victory guarantees you escape here ALIVE.
Vanessa, Freddy and Gregory narrowed their eyes as they heard his voice echoing outside.
For the next three hours, I will not do ANYTHING to hinder your progress and will reduce myself to a mere observer. However, that does not mean my "pawns" will do the same.
Freddy lightly growled, knowing he was talking about Bonnie, Chica and his other friends.
The rules are simple. You have until 5 am to try and "shut down" your pursuers. You win by being able to decomission ALL three in the alloted time. If you are unable to, then you pay with your souls…courtesy of my co-hort Vanny. However, you will ALSO lose….in the likely case one of the other animatronics KILLS the boy. HE is their sole target.
Gregory lightly gasped, looking away slightly in shame. Vanessa groaned, glimpsing at the boy's unease while listening to his speech.
"You are ONE. SICK. PUPPY." she grumbled under her breath.
That is all you have to do. Survive until 5 am…and I will greet you in the Main Atrium to award you your freedom. But ONLY if you follow the rules and reduce Montgomery Gator, Glamrock Chica AND Roxanne Wolf to scrap metal in the allotted time. You'll also receive "bonus points" should you have to take the life of that traitorous Bon-Bon. As for when the game begins….it already has. Have fun and "best of luck"….."SUPERSTAR" Gregory.
The broadcast ended with Afton letting out a villainous laugh before abruptly cutting out. Freddy clenched his fist, thinking of his friends suffering.
"I do not know who you truly are, Mr. Afton, but we WILL save my friends…we will NEVER play by your games." he said "You've taken things too far." Gregory looked back to Vanessa as she put her hand on his shoulder.
"Remember, Gregory. You're not alone." she said. The young boy nodded, saying he knew full well.
"Pardon, lassie. Could you perhaps give me a hand with me crewmates? If that vile jellyfish wants a fight, then its best to bolster our numbers. If we get me crew active again….then we have strength in numbers on our side." Foxy asked. But Freddy addressed that this would not devolve into a "death battle" with Roxy or the others, believing those to be Foxy's words. But the captain merely scoffed.
"I'm not talkin' about yer mates, Fredbear….I'm talkin' bout takin' this fight to the SCUMBAG himself." Foxy said "When we EVENTUALLY win, I'll be happy to send myself and me crew in to capture or rip that Afton fellow to pieces! He ain't no guest of MINE!" Vanessa and the others fell silent before each lightly chuckling.
"Listen to Foxy…already making victory plans. Guess nothing gets him down." Vanessa said, the others nodding "But he's right. When this is over, I've got my OWN words I'd like to say to "William Afton"." Gregory watched as she began cracking her knuckles, a big grin across her face. Thinking back to how he saw her in the security office, he easily knew not to anger her as she looked more annoyed than before.
"If it would help us, I vote we come up with a game plan onto whom we need to confront first." Freddy said, leaning his head inbetween them. Gregory nodded, putting a hand to his chin.
"So…we've got Monty, Chica and Roxy…..hmmm. Based off the idea I got of each of them, I think the gator should be our TOP priority." he said, Vanessa nodding in agreement.
"Yeah. We may Freddy when it comes to needing a little extra strength, but having Monty on our side would greatly help. He isn't on reduced power right now…meaning he can assist Freddy if needed." she continued "Besides that….I mean, come on. He's a freaking ALLIGATOR! Who wouldn't want a gator like him on their team?!" Freddy nodded, believing him to be holding up in his attraction of Monty Golf.
"You think they'd get territorial now?" Vanessa asked. The animatronic nodded, saying it was merely a hunch though.
"In any case, young Gregory, I'd like to take a trip back to Rockstar Row." he said. Gregory turned questionably to him, asking what "Rockstar Row" was. Vanessa smirked.
"It's the area where Freddy's room is…most likely where you guys first met. The others each have rooms there as well." she said "Maybe we can get some kind of clues in their rooms as to what caused them to be manipulated." The animatronic nodded.
"Sadly…I'm afraid I'll have to stay behind and help Foxy get his "crewmates" back in working order." she said, heading his direction "Oh. But…you still have the tracking device I gave you?" Gregory nodded, bringing out a plush doll of Glamrock Freddy in his bag. He unzipped the back and, shown nestled among the fluffing was the tracker blinking.
"Good. Contact me on the Fazwatch if something happens….and I'll make sure Foxy gets there lickety split." she continued. The fox gasped, dropping one of his crewmates that he just helped on its feet.
"Uhhh….excuse me, lass. I don't mean to pry…..but WHY make me the "rescue party" when its CLEAR I cannot stand up to those "wild beasts"?! I couldn't even slow down the lass, Roxanne!" he exclaimed. Vanessa groaned.
"Because YOU'RE built better for these kinda scenarios than ME!" Vanessa shouted, getting into an argument with the captain. Freddy and Gregory watched them argue but couldn't help but start snickering to themselves. The two then turned to one another and gave each other a light fist bump.
"All right, partner. Time to wrestle us up a gator." he teased.
~ 2:07 am | Gator Golf - Seventh Hole Course ~
True to Freddy's belief, Monty was indeed hold up in his attraction, Monty Golf. The animatronic could be seen getting into fights with several of the security robots that patrolled his area, using them as training partners to beat and shred. The walls of the attraction were also filled with claw marks and cracks, most likely from Monty venting frustration against them. Just as he decapitated another robot, he begun to receive a transmission from Afton.
Montgomery….it looks as if Freddy and friends will be coming YOUR way first. Make sure to greet them "properly"…won't you?
The gator menacingly chuckled, casting aside his playtoy as he veered up to a security camera watching him. He knew that it was his "new master" watching him as he lowered the star framed glasses by his eyes.
"You got it, boss. Also, just to verify….you fine with me "going all out" with the lil' runt?" he replied. The security camera moved, indicating a nod from Afton. Monty only laughed more, pounding his fists together.
"PERFECT. Kid had to step in the "swamp" sooner or later….." he chortled "While I'm at it, think l'll make Fazbear realize he ain't "top predator" 'round here. You may have your "bear claws"…but those don't stack up to a gator's TEETH!" Still laughing, Monty went further into his attraction to prepare as his tail dragged along behind him.
- END OF HOUR -
