Summer June 24th 2035 – Saturday Night –
7:50 PM – Fazbear Spare Parts Warehouse – St. George
"Look, whoever you are, this isn't a fight you want. Go, leave, get of out here. You still have a chance. And your friends can still be repaired, take them with you and run far away." Elizabeth said.
"Tell that Ken or his wife, you shot him in the neck, he bled to death. I saw the footage on my HUD, his blood is on your hands." Rock said.
"I'm sorry for your friends and I'm sorry for that guardsman, I didn't have a choice…I'm not here because I want to be…" Elizabeth said.
"You had a damn choice. You walked in here like you owned the place clearly expecting a fight. Your after the endoskeletons aren't you? Well, you are a threat, Troop B is coming for you any minute now. You hurt my friends and you took the life of an innocent family man. You're a cold heartless killer, and I'm not letting you get away with this." Rock said as he slowly approached her taking off his vest and rolling up his sleeves.
"Then I'm afraid you don't leave me with a choice gator." Elizabeth said drawing her sword once again.
As she was still drawing her sword Rock managed to grab her in a bear hug and squeeze her with the great crush strength of his endoskeleton.
"I'm not a combat unit like my friends, I was supposed to evacuate with everyone else, but I'll do anything to protect those I care about. I'm going to squeeze you until you pop like a balloon. I won't let you hurt anymore innocent people." Rock said tears coming down his face.
"I don't think you really want to go down this road." Elizabeth said.
"Just shut up monster! I'll never let you go!" Rock said tightening his grip. Elizabeth remained calm while most normal people would already be begging to be let do, or to just end it.
"Your going to regret those words in a few seconds…Think you can really hang on?" Elizabeth said staring to use her superhuman strength to fix back against his hydraulic strength.
"Watch me! It's going to be your funeral." Rock said.
Rock could feel like hes trying to crush a solid thick steel beam now, he couldn't hug her any tighter.
"What the hell!?" Rock said.
"Aww whats the matter, the big brawny gator can't take on a skinny young lady?" Elizabeth said taunting him.
She managed to loosen her hands and grab on to his arms.
"Hey what are ya doing!? Stop!" Rock shouted.
"You didn't want to stop, why should I? I tried to be nice and give you a chance to let me go. Now I'm gonna show you how strong I am." Elizabeth said with a hint of anger in her voice.
He continued to hold her. She now put her feet up against his chest, pushing herself off him. He fought to keep his grip on her.
"Your…human….you can't be stronger then me!" Rock shouted.
"Oh…but I am. Watch this." Elizabeth then grunted and yelled out increasing her strength output pushing herself more and more off his chest, all that force being diverted to his arms she was tightly holding on to.
Rock was impressed and terrified at the same time. She was about to pull his arms out of their sockets.
Rock had a choice, he could let her go and save his arms, or continue to hold on forcing his servos and hydraulics to their absolute limit before he breaks. He choose option two because he hated losing, especially to a human that shouldn't be as strong as him.
"I'm not giving up!" Rock said.
"You just signed your own death warrant robot." Elizabeth said pulling with all her might screaming.
"No..no….noooooooo!" Rock screamed as Elizabeth tore his large arms off with incredible force. His silicone layers tearing away at the arm joints, hydraulic lines tearing, oil spewing out and electrical wires sparking.
He fell back on the floor looking at the stubs on the sides of his body. His HUD now showing error messages in red text.
She dropped his arms on the floor.
He in a rare moment, felt true fear.
"Please stop, just get away from me. You want the endos, just take them!" Rock begged.
"You were about to crush me to death. Your lucky I'm feeling generous today." Elizabeth said tossing his severed arms to the floor in front of him. She walked over to him, as he cowered. She took one of the arms and clicked it back into it's socket, the silicone still torn, leaving a big gash at the shoulder.
"You get to leave with your life. Go to your friends, they need you. Now…as my father would say to me when I was a little girl, get the fuck out of my sight." Elizabeth said.
"Thank….thank….y…you." Rock said nervously.
"I SAID GO!" Elizabeth said raising her sword.
Rock ran with his only one arm re-attached, semi-working without the hydraulics attached. It would be strong enough to take his wolf pals to safety.
That woman….she's something else…she's not human, but she's not an animatronic ether…she could have killed me….but…she spared me…
Doesn't matter, I need to go get Jet and Jenny to the Parts and Services bus's arriving out back, I can still save them…
"Elizabeth! Why didn't you destroy that robot!?" Vanny said on her radio sounding annoyed.
"Because he wasn't the main focus of the mission. Just an obstacle to be dealt with. I felt now no need to destroy him, just giving him a sample of what I can do was more then enough to end the threat." Elizabeth said.
"But isn't that part of the fun? Killing? Like you already killed that guardsman or blew up those guards?" Vanny said.
"It's not fun. Death is not fun. I hate killing people. But I don't have a choice right now if I want to see my family again!" Elizabeth said not realizing her inner feelings were coming out.
"Hmph, I would think someone who is William's daughter, would share the same interests as him." Vanny said.
"I am nothing like my father…he used to abuse me and beat me. He locked me in a basement for days." Elizabeth said in anger.
"But Bill seemed like such a nice guy, I mean at least when I met him…" Vanny said.
Elizabeth ignored her, checking to verify this truck was the one she needed to take out of the base. She had to hurry, Troop B would be closing in on her, her diversion outside wouldn't last too long.
Elizabeth found it. 5 endoskeletons were inside, and the Glamrock's old shells. Now she just needed to drive it out of there.
"Vanny, as much as I want to spend the next radio chatter telling you to go fuck yourself, you can tell the boss all the endos we need our here. I'm taking the truck now." Elizabeth said.
"Somebody should know their place…anyway I'll pass on the good word…" Vanny said.
"To think my father's copy saw something in her…" Elizabeth said.
She closed up the trailer container and then hopped in the driver cab of the big rig. Luckily she was taught via the Silver Parasol operative training program how to operate a commercial tractor trailer.
She fired up the truck, just as Troop B guards stormed inside the warehouse, their guns aimed at her.
She punched it driving through the open bay door, as a hail of gunfire rained upon the driver cab. She kept going ramming Fazbear Tactical SUV vehicles parked in front the building trying to block her. The vehicles were pushed away with ease. She managed to get through another gate ending up on the public roads, trying to make it to the nearby rendezvous point before she gets heat on her tail soon.
"Good job Elizabeth. Tonya is up ahead in a Silver Parasol truck. To the public, it's just another one of our trucks, they will have no idea what we are about to load inside." Jason said on her comms unit.
Elizabeth managed to pull the tractor trailer behind an abandoned house on the house that the team talked about using as a brief hiding place and meeting point to transfer the load when they cased the area weeks ago. This shielded it from anyone looking for now. There was no one following her, but police would be looking for her in the next 20 minutes. Tonya met her behind the house with her truck.
They loaded on the endos into the Silver Parasol truck along with the shells, with her mostly carrying them with ease due to her strength abilities.
"Elizabeth you hop in the passenger seat, keep her head low and hoodie up. I'll take care of the truck." Tonya said. Elizabeth hopped in the passenger seat of the Silver Parasol truck.
Tonya poured kerosine inside the old truck's trailer and cab. She set the contents inside on fire, burning all the plushies of the Glamrocks, arcade cabinets, computers and supplies that would have been destined for the new Springfield, MA location.
The stolen Fazbear truck emanated flames like a candle in the night. Tonya and Elizabeth took off in their branded truck like nothing happened as police sirens could be heard in the distance. She watched the flames as Tonya pulled away from the scene.
Is it really all worth this? Am I becoming like my father?
