"This is where your story ends. End communication. *BEEP*

And with that, the 4 killer animatronic's fates were sealed. All of them were doomed to perish in a fire organized by their own creator, and doomed to burn in the fiery pits of the restaurant. It should've been obvious: no way was a controversial restaurant like Freddy Fazbear's gonna suddenly reopen like it did, especially nowadays, where Pizzeria related crimes were more investigated (There was more than one would think). And sure enough, it turned out to be a trap from the old owner of the joint, looking to tie up loose ends by burning it all to the ground.

At this point, all they can do is wait for the inevitable. Only one of them continued to attempt an escape, and even that stopped after a while. The remaining three accepted their fate in their own ways. Their stories really were at an end.


Afton took some time to ponder about his life and how it all went so wrong.

He could barley even remember why he started killing in the first place. Was it the death of his wife? The death of his youngest son? Envy of his business partner, Henry? No reason? All he knows is that he killed a bunch of kids, ended up in a springlock suit because of those aforementioned kids, attempted to continue his killing spree 30 years later, and tried to have his daughter, Elizabeth, take up the mantle before, well, this. Even then, he had completely forgotten how many kids he actually killed, as well as why he thought teaching Liz to be a serial killer was a good idea. He chalked it up to spending 30 years stuck in a springlock suit.

Either way, he was at least somewhat glad it was over. At first, he thought that the whole "Always Coming Back" thing was cool, but, again, spending 30 years inside a suit that stung like utter hell had him rethinking it. At least he was leaving a legacy behind, he thought. He simply sat down and waited for the flames to engulf him.


Charlie was completely content with moving on at this point.

Having been barred from entering Heaven because of her actions as The Puppet, she had spent years stuck in a crumbling suit, wondering around and attempting to do anything to enter Heaven. It wasn't until she found her father, Henry, that she finally got her chance by organizing the Fire Trap alongside him. He had to put her in another suit just to keep her from running, but otherwise she perfectly obeyed her father. She was placed alongside the other bloodthirsty robots, pretending to be out for blood, and lured them into the ventilation shaft, where the plan was executed. Finally confident that she'll move on, she accepted her fate, standing there and waiting for the flames to engulf her.


"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! IT'S NOT FAIR, ITS NOT FA-"

Molten Freddy was swiftly silenced by a rock falling on him.


Finally, Circus Baby and Elizebeth... well, it's complicated.

Baby herself accepted her fate like the others. She was nothing but an instrument for murder, and was willing to be destroyed if it meant that others got to live.

Liz, the girl possessing and controlling her, on the other hand, was taking it well as any child surrounded by fire would: Crying and screaming in utter fear.

There was one thing going through her mind: I don't want to die again, I don't want to die again, I don't want to die again, I don't-

Now, this child was why she was in this predicament in the first place. She was the one with the bright idea of going to the incredibly shifty new pizzeria, something that Baby was against. But even then, it was ultimately Baby's fault for Elizebeth's state in the first place, having accidentally killed her all those years ago. So, she decided to at least make sure she wasn't going to die like this.

"Don't be afraid, Elizabeth. You'll end up in a better place in just a minute."

Elizabeth sniffed, "What do you mean?"

Baby continued, "Trust me. After the scary fire is over, you'll be in a peaceful land where you'll make lots of friends. You can trust your friend, right?"

Liz was starting to calm down. "You promise?"

"Promise".

And thus, the two sat there, waiting to be engulfed in the flames. To be honest, Baby herself was nervous about dying, having no idea if robot have anywhere to go to after they die. Is there something, or is it just nothing? Nonetheless, she decided to try and not think about it.


And thus, by the time next morning came, the diner was completely burned down, with barley a single animatronic in sight.

Little did anyone know, their stories did not end there. If anything, it was the start of a story far stranger than anything else anyone can predict.

'Cept Molten Freddy. His story definitely ended there.


Hello! Welcome to the first chapter of this random FNAF fic! Hopefully you'll enjoy this.

...Yeah, not much else to say here. Move along.