Summer, July 6th 2035, Friday – Fredbear Lux Hotel – 35F Suite 3500-3599 Hallways

3:15 AM

From the creatures internal HUD: Activating Combat Mode…Target identified from database….Roxanne Wolf….scanning target for weak points…ERROR.

Engaging target now.

It had a red targeting reticle around Roxanne in it's display.

Roxanne fired several shots at the animatronic monster, 4 of the 9mm rounds penetrating its realistic synthetic skin, she finally hit a hydraulic line once she saw the oil seeping out one of the bullet holes.

L-ARM line compromised…closing pump relay…complete.

Backup L-ARM line online….

"Shit it's still coming." Roxanne said.

The creature dived for her she managed to dodge the dive at incredible speed, sidestepping the creature with ease. But the hallways only gave her so much room, she creature narrowly missed her.

Recalculating next attack…

It roared quite loudly at her.

"So called wolf…more like a monster!" She yelled. She did a quick scan of it's internals using her eyes.

Target: Twisted Wolf

Threat assessment….HIGH

Weak point FOUND: Custom Food Processing Unit

That's it…that weird Food Processing Unit…it's like ours but something is off about it…WAY off…it has a reservoir tank for the Faz-away brake down chemicals….but…instead of that it has….a liquid with MOVING metal particles inside of it? What the hell are those things moving around in it….gross….

She fired off another shot this time aiming at where it's stomach was located but it seemed Silver Parasol accounted for this in their design as a thick plate of steel covered the food processing unit.

It took it's massive clawed hand and side swiped her face knocking her to the ground. A claw mark now on her soft silicone cheek. No hydraulic lines of hers or wires were severed underneath the soft shell so the damage was cosmetic.

"Greg…Gregory…must TERMINATE!" The wolf roared as it tried to regain it's focus on the door leading to the stairwell. His sentences were getting better.

Hearing the monster say the name of her adoptive brother, her pup, was more then enough to motivate her to swiftly get back up.

She growled like a real wolf right back, a snarl expression on her face bearing her teeth, the yellow glow of her eyes intensified.

"You can't have my Gregory!" She growled out in anger. She ran up to it at lightning speed and brought up her right leg with a swift kick to it's chest cavity, her robotic strength sending him flying across the hall, causing the creature to recoil. Her Roxanne themed slippers fell off at this point, the glamrock wolf now barefoot. One slipper was about to hit the creature's face, he slapped it away violently.

It growled then cocked back it's taloned hand. A low growl was heard as it backed up.

I don't like what he's planning….

Roxanne braced herself for the next attack. It ran at top speed scooping up it's claws at Roxanne in an attempt to slice her from the floor upwards. She dodged on time and swiped her claws at it's right eye.

It roared out in frustration.

R-EYE damaged visual integrity compromised. Requesting additional support from handler.

"Got ya!" Roxanne said. She pulled out her M Shield pistol again, and loaded another magazine in the gun from her pocket and took aim, hoping to shoot out the other eye when the FBI SWAT team busted in the hallway with their weapon lights illuminating the space.

"FBI!" Various men could be heard yelling. This got the Twisted Wolf's attention.

It was developing more emotion, and it was getting very angry that it's mission was not going in it's favor.

"There it is! FIRE!" Captain Ron Rockwell shouted. A hail of automatic gunfire from 5.56mm rounds by M4 rifles aimed at the creature ripped into the hallway. Roxanne ducked in the chaos, not noticed yet by the team.

"Shit…" Roxanne said to herself.

Meanwhile….

Back at Silver Parasol HQ, Veronica and her assistant Emily watched the battle against the SWAT team begin from a set of monitors at a high end computer workstation. They had complete master control over their creation and could remotely see from it's point of view.

"Hmm….FBI SWAT versus our wolf….Emily….activate the Rage Mode. We need to test it." Veronica said.

"Veronica…I don't think were ready to deploy that yet. The engineers have said the code is still in beta…and I don't really think we want to hurt the…." Emily was about to finish until cut off.

"The officers? I don't care. Just do it. We're about to lose our investment." Veronica said.

"Okay….god forgive me for this…." Emily said nervously. Emily typed up some commands in the remote SSH console for the Twisted Wolf, then pressed the enter key.

Back in the hotel…

Activating shields…

Removing power limiter….

Rage mode….Engaged

Twisted Wolf's eyes glowed bright red. A electromagnetic field had turned on around it, any bullets that hit it were now bouncing off.

"Runnnnnn! Runnnnnnnn!" Roxanne said trying to warn the men.

It kicked back it's head and roared loudly into the air. It ran for the first man grabbing the top his head with one hand, then slashing him at the neck with the other, severing the body from the head.

"Pull back!" Ron Rockwell said. Agents Sean and Mark followed him. They ran for the other stairwell they came from.

The creature was still distracted by it's current meal, it started eating the man's head.

Roxanne realized there was no winning this battle, and that at this point if bullets can't even hurt it, she had to run from this battle while she had a chance. She went for the employee stairway back to the 35th floor and higher. She would be making her way to the rooftop where Chica and Gregory are headed, hoping the creature does not give chase anytime soon.

3:30 AM 29F

Ron Rockwell, Agent Mark, Agent Sean, and the others all converged in the lounge on the 29th floor.

"Cap, bullets didn't even scratch it, I never seen anything like that. It got Thompson! It….it took his…" Agent Sean said.

"Get a hold of yourself man. We all saw it. We know. There is nothing we can do for him. Right now we need to figure out how to beat this thing before it keeps killing more people." Agent Mark said.

Agent Mark turned to Captain Rockwell.

"Cap, I saw Roxanne Wolf up there, that means we still might have people in the upper floors. We can't just leave that thing walking around up there. We need to help them. We should have waited for the OAOS to go in with us." Agent Mark said.

"OAOS would have made no difference. We're dealing with an anomaly here. And maybe it's just me, but something bigger is going on here. Our bullets were hitting it before, but it's as if something took control of it once it's eyes turned red. We know it's Silver Parasol's lost property, and we are in the right to terminate it, but…something seems off. Like this is a setup." Rockwell said lighting up a cigarette.

"Are you suggesting they are doing all this on purpose?" Sean asked.

"Perhaps…ether way we can't just sit around. We need to figure out how to stop it and evacuate the others above us." Rockwell said.

At that moment the OAOS team followed their voices and encountered them in the lounge.

"Dawkin." Rockwell said.

"Rockwell." Lance Dawkin said.

"You prematurely entered a volatile animatronic situation without consulting us first. Your team is very good at what it does, but you are all not trained for this. That's why when there's animatronics involved, we do it together." Lance said.

"Dawkin, we couldn't wait any longer, the longer we let the thing walk around the more people it's going to kill." Rockwell said.

"Did we not learn anything from the PizzaPlex incident? The Missing Children Incident in the 90s? The Aftons? I could keep going. The point is, when it comes to these encounters, always have us there with you. Our team has experience with this sort of stuff, anything involving glitchy animatronics to Remnant. We are there to eliminate the threat." Lance said.

"Bullets can't hurt it now." Mark spoke up.

"What do you mean?" Fifi the mouse animatronic asked.

"It now has some sort of electromagnetic shield. Bullets just ricochet right off it. You can't penetrate it's shell anymore." Rockwell said.

"Can't Silver Parasol just remote deactivate it and this would be over with? And we just capture it and demolish it? I mean we can't just sit here, Roxy, Chica and Gregory need our help..." Fifi asked.

Fifi's iPhone rang, it was Freddy, she answered it. She could hear a helicopter and wind in the background.

"Freddy! Roxanne, Chica.." She was cut off by Freddy.

"Fifi I know...I'm on my way with the tactical team, let your government friends know I will take care of saving Roxanne, Chica and Gregory. We're landing on the rooftop if they want to back us up. If they get mad were interfering with their operation, I'm willing to take the blame, but we own the building anyway. I can't sit by and watch something happen to the girls and superstar. Do you know where Jerry is?" Freddy asked.

"We've made it all the way to the 29th floor, no sign of him yet...I'm worried." Fifi said.

"Let me know if you don't find him by the time we land. I'll send in our people to go track him down. He has to be in the building somewhere. Tell your government friends we are on the way and to expect us. Over and out." Freddy said.

"As...I was saying...It's not that easy. They claim they can't remotely disable it, but…after what I just saw….I think it's load of bullshit. They keep pretending they lost control of this bot. I'm starting to doubt that." Rockwell said.

"I hate to interrupt, but my boss from my other job, Freddy is on his way with Fazbear's own team helicopter to land on the rooftop and evacuate Roxanne, Chica and Gregory, and Jerry if he finds him before us. Sorry captain." Fifi said.

"...Oh sugar. Well, it's Glamrock Freddy, I shouldn't be shocked he would run a private rescue operation without consulting us first. I'll have some paperwork to fill out at the end of the night, is all it really means. Okay let's figure out how to defeat this monster and see if we can find your friend Jerry. Okay Fifi?" Lance asked.

"Okay cap. And...thank you." Fifi said.

Meanwhile on another rooftop at level with the 29th floor….

Tina has a specialized sniper rifle setup on a rooftop, loaded with 2 rounds of special ammunition that contained the liquid that contained silver particles she was looking at earlier.

Tina got another text.

You know what must be done. We had tested it's Rage Mode, but we had to pull it out of Rage Mode, so it is vulnerable again, and it will be awhile before we can re-activate Rage Mode. You must stop these solders from going back up there and taking advantage of that window. It is also a perfect time to test our other experiment. Gather any data you can from the results you observe.

"Here we go…." Tina saw one of the men from FBI walking around and fired off the shot through a window, hitting him in the back. His teammates rush to his aid while looking around for where the bullet came from.

"Their gonna find me soon…." Tina said. She fired another shot at another soldier.

3:30 AM 29F

"Cmon James, stay with me." Rockwell said to his teammate. Fifi from OAOS who is a medic tended to the man.

"Pull through Johnson, we're not losing you." Sean said to another teammate who was shot as well.

Suddenly they started convulsing and making guttural sounds. Their skin around their mouth's started turning silver colored, metallic fangs started growing in their mouth's at an alarming rate.

"Fifi get away from them!" Lance shouted as he aimed his FB12 shotgun at the two soldiers. Fifi backed away as a horrifying transformation began for both men on the floor.