Summer, July 6th 2035, Friday – Fredbear Lux Hotel – 29F – Lounge
3:30 AM
"…James, Johnson? Stop you don't want to do this." Fifi shouted backing away in fear. She raised her FP-12 Shotgun. The Fazbear designed shotgun looks much like a submachine gun such as the MP5, it is a short barreled weapon, and is shoulder aimed like one with it's VORTEX Sparc red dot sight installed on top of it's picatinny rail.
One of the creatures was in her sight.
"I don't think it's them anymore mouse girl." FBI Captain Ron Rockwell said raising his M4A1 rifle at the walking nightmares.
The two agents, James and Johnson were now half-human, half-cyborg monsters. From the waist down was still human, from the waist up was a silver tinged humanoid, still in their FBI garb, their head a bald silver humanoid head with black eyes, mouths filled with long sharp metallic teeth, sharp silvery talons on their hands. They swung their heads back and roared.
"I'm sorry mates.." Lance said raising his FP12 at former FBI agents turned monsters.
An FBI agent names Larson was frozen in fear. Former humans, agent James and agent Johnson, turned to Larson. James charged, Lance Dawkin fired his weapon twice at mutant James, blasting two holes in the chest going past the silver layer of liquid skin and into the internal organs that still appeared in-tact. Blood seeped from the wounds confirming this. James went down. Larson was saved. The liquid left James' body, leaving his dead human body behind, revealing his human form again, the puddle now crawling up the leg of Johnson and joining his mass.
"Johnson." Ron said aiming his weapon at Johnson.
Johnson stepped forward but very slowly as if he was holding himself back. He was not charging at them like James.
"Ron….kill me…I can't hold it for long." Came out of Johnson's human self, his real head revealing itself for a moment underneath the mass of the deformed silvery head.
"They keep putting voices in my head. I can feel them….everywhere inside me….make it stop. I don't want to hurt you." Johnson said his human voice turning back into it's monstrous one. His human head concealed again behind the silvery mass.
"I'll grant your request old friend. I'll make sure your family is taken care of. Farewell." Ron said somberly firing several rounds into Johnson. Lance and Fifi fired as well. It took several rounds but he finally went down.
The silvery puddle left the body going to the end of the hallway then a spider leg emerged from the puddle, becoming a metallic large spider. The group fired their weapon's upon it but then it jumped out the window and started crawling up the exterior of the building out of their view.
Meanwhile…..Back in Hurricane.
Silver Parasol lab tech Emily was in front of their workstation in the Silver Parasol lab, monitoring both the Twisted Wolf and their newest creation, Nano-Bonnies. Microscopic nanomachines based off the design of genetically modified brine shrimp, Sea Bonnies aka Artermia Lepus, designed by a secret lab within Fazbear under their former evil CEO, Jason Tyler. Vanessa made sure the creatures would never see the light of day the next day after the PizzaPlex incident, when the lab was destroyed. However the research was already shared with Silver Parasol when Jason was CEO, unbeknownst to Freddy when he took over after Jason's death and defeat. Under a microscope the nanomachines resembled the Sea Bonnies, having the same shape as the brine shrimp with rabbit ears and "fur" added on, except, it was all made of microscopic metal components with a silver color, they were robots. They also had programming instructions in their code to build more of themselves using metallic elements found in the environment and in of course blood, such as iron.
Emily considered the next evolution of Sea Bonnie research her crowning achievement. Where Jason Tyler and William Afton started, she would finish. Her ideas were taking concepts of the Sea Bonnie project and The Fazgoo project and mashing them together.
Veronica walked in. Her heels clicking with each step.
"Status report." Veronica said
"It seems our main hero the wolf is back on the hunt and has found the targets, so we may see some more progress on that. The Nano-Bonnie project for it's first deployment has been a resounding success. We were able to take over two humans and change their outer shape effortlessly. I had full control of both men. But of course, a bunch of knuckle draggers with guns tried to blow holes in our two pawns, but before you get disappointed, I was able to have our Nano-Bonnies come together from both dead bodies to form a spider. I had it crawl up the side of the building…I'm thinking we give our big bad wolf a little boost…more then what he carries around already in his stomach unit." Emily said.
"I like the way you think Emily. There is a substantial pay raise in your future if you keep this work up. Just make sure you do a good job of keeping up the charade at Fazbear." Veronica said.
"Of course miss, anything for the cause." Emily said.
"However, I'm not quite ready to have our Nano-Bonnie project meet our Twisted Wolf project. Let's keep the two separate for a little while. I want to be entertained more by the wolf's solo act…" Veronica said.
"Oh don't tease me with foreplay. Let's see what else I can make our little friends do." Emily said.
Summer, July 6th 2035, Friday – Fredbear Lux Hotel – 29F – Lounge
3:40 AM
"What. The bloody fuck. Was that?" Pop the weasel asked.
"A living nightmare….Cap, were in way over our heads. It's time we make the call." Agent Sean said to Rockwell with his Scottish accent.
"No. No. We are not calling him…not just yet anyway. You know what will happen if I make that call to Hauser now and tell him what we just saw? While were still in here?" Rockwell said.
"Seal off the building, Haz-mat trucks, de-contamination showers, interrogations, NDAs. Oh it's just a fun time." Cove said with sarcasm as she pulled her blond bangs out of her face.
"Isn't that a tad extreme?" Pop asked.
"Pop, I've been here for a few years longer then you and Kane have. They don't play around here with anything that even give them the slightest bio-terror threat vibes. We can't let that thing get away." Lance said until everyone was interrupted by the sound of a cold soda can being opened, it was Fusion.
They all looked at him with the "really?" look.
"What guys? I was thirsty." Fusion said lifting up his Foxy face mask slightly to sip the Cherry Fizzy Faz from the lounge fridge while it was still cold. The conversation continued on.
Blox shared his speculation. Adjusting his glasses first.
"I might have an idea of what it is. A long time ago there was something called Fazgoo being developed in a laboratory that was tied to Fazbear Entertainment's former CEO Jason Tyler. The goo could change shape but it relied on a human or living host to take tissue and blood from in an effort to copy their DNA and essentially clone them. This seems to be that…but crossed with something else known as Sea Bonnies, a project that took genetically modified brine shrimp and made them resemble Bonnie the bunny, one of the mascots of Fazbear under a microscope. The shrimp at first glance were your normal brine shrimp that any child would know as "Sea Monkeys", but Fazbear didn't realize their genetic tampering made them behave more like a parasitic infection should they or their eggs be swallowed by a living thing. The genetic changes, made them resistant to stomach acid, and allowed them to keep living in the host digestive system. They would infect the person, evade their immune system, eat them from the inside out slowly, eventually taking their shape after nothing was left. Truly horrific stuff man." Blox said.
"If I was human, I'd want to throw up right now." Fifi said.
"Good god man, that is disturbing." Kane said.
"Yes I am well aware of those experiments Blox. But whatever this is, it's similar except for one thing, these silver things, appear to not need a host to survive, as we just saw. And can shape shift on it's own, if it's mass is big enough. But it still may need something from a human first before it can be an independent organism….Whoever is behind this, engineered it perfectly." Lance said.
"Regardless, we can't leave this place until the wolf and this whatever it is, is put down for good. Dawkin, did your people pack, the big guns?" Rockwell asked.
"Oh…the big guns…well we might have a couple of M320 Grenade Launchers in the bus…But we typically use gas shells for riot control where a lot of personnel are disrupting an operation, the shells also have particles that disrupt animatronics navigation systems. We don't have any explosive shells we carry." Lance said
"Not necessarily…." Fusion said.
"What's that Fusion?" Lance asked.
"I might have asked some of our army friends, for a box of shells with some kick. And their on the bus outside. Surprise." Fusion said laughing. Fusion happened to be the weapons expert of the team.
"Do I even want to know how you got clearance for that?" Lance asked.
"I had to review a lot of VR army simulation games for the guys at the local base." Fusion said.
"Enough said. Fusion you go back down to the bus and get us those weapons. Make it as fast as you can, we are ending this tonight. Cove, see if you work with the personnel back downstairs and get power restored to the building ASAP, even if it's only the elevators. We need to be able to travel these floors fast. We have a lot of ground to cover in a short amount of time." Lance said.
"You got it sir." Both Fusion and Cove said together.
"Once we have those launchers, nothing is leaving here alive. This is for James and Johnson." Rockwell said.
In the dark hallways outside the lounge a bunch of objects being knocked over with someone saying "Fuuck!"
They all raised their weapons at the open doorway.
"OAOS and FBI, come out with your hands up, show yourself." Lance said.
"Look guys this rooster doesn't want any trouble. He just wants to find his 3 guests and make sure they get the fuck out of here before that fucking wolf eats them." The hotel manager, the rooster animatronic himself, Jerry Rooster said showing himself.
"Jerry!?" Fifi said.
"You know that's my name Fifi, don't wear it out." Jerry said.
"Everyone it's cool, you can put your guns down." Fifi said lowering her FP12.
"Why are you still here? Didn't you evacuate with the others, you're the hotel manager. We came here to handle this. You don't need to stay, we can take it from here." Fifi said.
"Well Fifi I'm not gonna leave our star guests behind. I gotta find Roxy, Chica and Gregory. I couldn't just leave them behind, especially after that thing found it's way in my hotel once the lights went out. I tried to reach the girls directly through our built in comms unit's but the main network went down when the lights went. And I didn't know their cell numbers, plus my phone died." Jerry said.
They heard the helicopter overhead, the building slightly shaking as well.
"Look, doesn't matter now. Freddy is here to save the girls and Gregory, he came with the Fazbear tactical team, he was going to look for you if we didn't find you ether. But your with us now. I'll let him know we found you. In the meantime, I want you to follow my friend Fusion here, and get out of the hotel. Since Freddy is busy, give Foxy a ring when you make it outside, and I'm sure he will set you up with accommodations until this situation is over. Jerry trust me on this." Fifi said with a serious look.
"Okay, just…let me know if their okay when this is over." Jerry said.
"Of course." Fifi said.
"Oh, one other thing." Jerry said.
"What's that?" Fifi asked.
"Don't burn down my hotel." Jerry said.
