Greeting: Storm Jr. is continuing her journey to the airport. She is badly wounded and requires repairing.
Let's see if she can indeed fix herself. Enjoy!
(Storm Jr. At the gas station. Half an hour after getting out of the swamp)
The concrete was wet outside and the wind was blowing at the lonely building.
Some monsters had ripped all the posters, outside. An occasional number or a letter could be spotted in the posters but not much besides that.
The roof was still intact and the gas station worked as a shelter. Some rusting cars had been left to the tiny parking lot, beside the building.
The pumps weren't working very well and one of them was hanging outside its holster. Someone had used it not much earlier.
There was fuel left in the pumps and, with some effort, they could be used.
A beautiful motorcycle, yet one that seemed to have been through much, had been left outside.
It was leaning into the wall of the building and was full of fuel due to the fuel up earlier.
It was Storm Jr.'s and it was waiting for its driver to come out of the gas station.
Storm Jr. had barely been able to come all the way to the gas station after being broken.
She hadn't put the pump back to its holster due to her pain. She had had to lie down fast or else she'd collapse.
A few curse words echoed in the small shop that was inside the building. Storm Jr. was leaning into the cash desk and she had a needle in her hand.
She was trying to sew her tail back on. The tail was still working but it would come off if she didn't sew it properly.
Water would get into her system through the tail so she had to close the wounds.
She used a mirror to check that wires weren't showing through her tail anymore.
The shop had many accessories in it but Storm Jr. would need a professional to help her.
She had used bandages to cover her other wounds. They had been hard to apply into the wounds, they had kept sticking onto her fur.
She had dried her wounds as well as she could.
There was no time for rust right then.
Storm Jr. took a deep breath and touched her own nose. Her snout was very sensitive to touch and she had to straighten it.
Dust's attack had displaced her snout and it felt weird.
She grabbed it and twisted it back to its right place. That action was followed by a high-pitched shriek and moaning.
That pain went away quickly and she felt much better.
Storm Jr. had to keep on moving despite the wounds and the pain. It was unclear to her how much time had passed.
Electra and Dust's army would reach the pizzeria quite quickly and she had to hurry.
Her body was aching and it was hard to walk. She would need more time to suck it in.
" If only I could heal myself like mom and dad. Ouch! God damn this pain", panted Storm Jr.
She tried getting up and wagging her tail a little. A weird noise echoed through her endoskeleton as she wagged it.
She had to go back down instantly.
Not everything was alright, Storm Jr. was going to turn off.
" If so, then I will at least make it to the airport before that happens", she told herself.
The motorcycle was fuelled up and ready to go. It had sustained almost no damage when it had slid on the ground.
Storm Jr. had taken all the damage herself. She had sewed some of her wounds, which helped a lot.
Hopefully, no moist had stayed in those. They would get really painful after a while if so.
The things, Storm Jr. would have given, to have Julisa with her right then.
Storm Jr. removed some of the bandages when she was sure that they had sucked all the water off her wounds.
She sewed those wounds and crossed her fingers that they would hold.
Her shoulder was a pretty bad one, that polar bear had put their sword deep into her.
" Okay, Storm Jr. Like Delilah said, get up and go fulfill your destiny. It's just driving, how hard can it be?", she told herself.
Storm Jr. held onto the cash desk as she got up and glanced at the door.
Inside the building, it was very silent and the shelves were full of rotting food. The smell was quite bad and the place felt unsafe.
The ceiling was leaking in some places and the slight rain was filling the roof with water.
Storm Jr. stayed clear of the puddles, she didn't need more water. She could handle the rain pretty well since it wasn't raining cats and dogs.
As long as it was only drizzling out there, the animatronics would be fine.
She moved along the desk and checked if she was bleeding from anywhere. The threads were holding on pretty well.
Some oil was around the wounds but that oil had come out earlier. She was proud of herself.
She could give thanks to her previous self for making all those sweaters for the kids.
Toy bonnie was also to thank, she had taught her.
Storm Jr. chuckled, Toy bonnie was always doing something new, she was full of energy.
Storm Jr.'s nose was very black since so much oil had come out of there. She believed to have stopped the bleeding.
Everything was okay enough for her to get moving.
Her friends needed her help, whether they admitted it or not.
She had known, from the second she saw the army, that her friends wouldn't win that fight.
Their plan had already been quite bad and they had even left Jenner out of the picture. He was going to be there but not as a part of Leslie this time.
Finally, Leslie would be on their side and Jenner on the other.
Still, Storm Jr. was scared of the truth.
Jenner had been inside their pizzeria the whole time. Well, not the whole time. Storm Jr. had an idea of who Jenner might be.
Once Electra had mentioned it and Storm Jr. had realized it, it had been obvious.
It was the same as with her and the beast witch. No one had suspected her but once they had heard about the spy, it was very obvious.
That beast witch had liked Thunder a bit too much for it not to be bad.
She should have seen it from the very start. There had been something very familiar about Thunder.
Storm Jr. got outside as she thought of Jenner. Thunder would live up to his name once he rose to the skies and moved the clouds themselves.
If Electra had been able to fly, what would Jenner be able to do?
Storm Jr. didn't care to know, all she needed to know was that she had to hurry.
The old, trusty motorcycle was waiting for her and she walked to it, moaning on the way.
" Let's go save Leslie, old fella", Storm Jr. said to her motorcycle before mounting it.
Her wounds would hold for the time being and she could drive without having to worry about them.
The engine started and Storm Jr. adjusted the scarf to cover her face more.
" The journey is long, everything hurts. Fate puts a lot of obstacles in front of you. But you can get over them", she said out loud.
Storm Jr. wanted to stress that to herself.
She took off and drove to the open road again. Her vision was blurry but it was getting clearer by the second.
The wind was as bad as before but this time Storm Jr. wasn't afraid of running into monsters.
She sped up and hurried to the airport where Leslie would be waiting for her.
Once again, they would be together.
(Leslie and the other survivors. Ten minutes later)
"Hold on, folks! This might be a rough landing", Klaus shouted from the front as they descended through the clouds.
There seemed to be many layers of them. It was getting darker and darker by the minute.
The plane was shaking and bobbing like in a bouncy castle. Leslie was leaning into a crate that had been strapped to the floor.
The people were hugging their loved ones in case they wouldn't make it. The wind was throwing the plane around like it was a leaf.
The air pockets were everywhere and the wind was making them worse.
They felt as if the whole plane could come apart any second.
Leslie wasn't feeling very good. It might have been him going against the Apocalypse witch earlier or just the landing itself.
He had never been in a plane so he didn't know. Maybe that was just normal for when a plane lands.
Especially when the plane is bouncing like a superball.
" Once we get to the ground, I'm going to vomit my intestines out. And maybe my teeth and tongue as well", Leslie thought.
He was feeling very sick and Ornica's irritating voice didn't help. It was like the annoying sound of a mosquito.
Alessandro was holding on for his life, he was shivering right beside Leslie.
The clouds stepped aside as the plane dove through them.
The plane indicated it to everyone, inside, by shaking more. Needless to say, none of them were too happy about that.
One girl shrieked when that happened. It wasn't the Egyptian girl since she was beside Leslie.
Klaus was hanging onto the joystick. He was grinning harder than ever in his life.
The airport was somewhere below him and the radar was unreliable.
They altitude wasn't very high anymore but Klaus couldn't see the ground. The airport was dark and so was the runway.
The Apocalypse witch was bringing the clouds lower so that maybe it may have killed Leslie.
He was too sick to fight that witch right then. Klaus was keeping his eyes peeled for any signs of ground.
Trees, fields, buildings...he would be grateful for anything.
He turned on the front lights when he thought they were close to the ground.
The gauges hadn't been in use for a while so they couldn't be relied on.
Everyone waited for the sound of impact. They would hit the ground very soon.
Klaus was getting more and more nervous by the second. There was no sign of ground and the gauges were going crazy.
According to them, they were under the ground already.
Klaus looked around and suddenly he saw movement on his right.
In fact, it wasn't moving but something was staying still outside. It was a tower for the air-traffic control.
He dodged to the left but their right wing scratched the tower.
Everyone thought it was their end.
In panic, Klaus turned off the engines and yanked the joystick to the right.
There would hopefully be a runway in that direction. Of course, he didn't know which direction he had approached the tower from.
He noticed the road too late. They had gone to the wrong side of the airport.
The entrance was right below them. Klaus steered the plane so it would land onto the road.
They could use it as a runway since no cars were there.
They wouldn't risk landing on anyone.
Storm Jr. could see the landing from further away on the road.
Leslie's heart was pounding when they hit the road. Klaus hit the brakes and hoped to survive the crash if there was one.
He couldn't slow down any faster and one section of the building was in front of them.
The road was turning to the right but the plane couldn't do that anymore.
They would have to cross fingers and hope for the best.
At the last second, Leslie gathered enough power to surround the plane with it. He was trying to hold it in place so that it would slow down faster.
The wall was coming towards them very fast and Klaus shut his eyes in fear.
The plane hit the building and the nose of the plane broke.
Leslie had saved them, the plane didn't go any further.
He took a deep breath.
The impact had been felt by everyone and they had flown towards the front.
" Is everyone okay? Did you break any bones back there?", Klaus asked everyone.
Sounds of happiness were heard in both German and English. They were telling Klaus that no bones had been broken.
Leslie felt much better now that the bouncing had stopped.
He got up and checked on both Alessandro and the Egyptian girl. Both were alright and, to top it, Klaus came from the front happily.
" We made it! Welcome to the United States of America!", he told everyone.
They cheered and Leslie especially. He could feel his friends in his mind. He was close to Freddy Fazbear's.
He could also feel the factory where the ritual had taken place.
He was exactly where he had started.
It had taken time but he was back home.
The pilots and Klaus opened the doors and activated the emergency slides. They got out of there with their luggage.
Leslie didn't have much with him since he could get anything once he was back in the pizzeria.
He had no personal belongings with him. The others got their stuff and then slid them down the slide.
Leslie was one of the last people to get to the ground.
He had vomited into a paper bag before coming out. The taste of vomit couldn't make him any less happy.
He was finally home and ready to fight alongside his family.
Klaus watched as Leslie's eyes got bright when he took his first steps on solid ground.
" Congratulations, Leslie. You have finally come home. Back in America", Klaus switched to English.
He respected Leslie that way. The people were very exposed out there but right then it didn't come into their minds.
There were no monsters around and the crash had been pretty loud.
The airport had had a lot of windows and all of them were shattered.
Then Klaus happened to think about their own situation. Everyone was out so he could move onto the next step.
" People! I know that this is exciting and all but we need to move. It is important that we find a place to hide in.
It won't take long for the monsters to find us", he told everyone.
" It won't take long at all! Look over there!", Alessandro shouted when he noticed something.
The others looked at what he was pointing at. There was a small, fast moving, dot in the distance coming their way.
No human could have run that fast.
The children hid behind their parents and everyone got ready to fight. One man gave Klaus a shotgun and he aimed at the dot.
It was on the road and coming towards them.
First, the dot became a lump of textures. Then that lump started making sounds.
" Is that a motorbike? It sounds like one", said a British woman when it came even closer.
" Wait! Put the guns down!", Leslie screamed when he heard that.
Klaus and some other men put their guns down and looked at Leslie. Those guns were their only weapons.
The vehicle was coming closer and the colorful scarf, on its driver, was easy to spot.
" No, it can't be. How could she come here?", Leslie thought.
Everyone spotted the animatronic who was driving towards them.
Alessandro glanced at Leslie whose eyes were wide. He realized what was going on.
The animatronic slowed down and showed no signs of hostility. Klaus put his gun up.
" Stop right there, lady!", he commanded.
His German accent was very clear and made him sound hostile.
" Don't shoot! I know her. She is my friend!", Leslie told him.
Klaus put his gun down and everyone looked at Leslie. He had always been alone, most didn't think he had friends.
Storm Jr. stopped and dismounted the motorcycle.
She fell silent when she saw the details on Leslie's face. She couldn't say anything and neither could Leslie.
" Who is she?", one man asked Leslie.
He didn't answer the man's question but it came anyway.
" Storm Jr. Christ! It really is you, isn't it?", Leslie asked her.
" Hi, Leslie. Welcome back", Storm Jr. said to him and started sobbing in joy.
She took the scarf off her face.
The next reaction was the cutest moment in the world.
Storm Jr. and Leslie ran at each other and gave one another the biggest hug ever.
They hadn't been together both physically and mentally since Storm Jr. had betrayed her family.
It had been a long time ago.
Storm Jr. let her tears come and she kissed Leslie so many times. Leslie started crying too and kissed her on the lips many times.
" I thought I would never see you again", Storm Jr. was crushing him between her arms.
" Me too. It is so good to see you; you are alright", Leslie answered him.
" Umm..hello?", Alessandro interrupted them.
They stopped and glanced at him and the rest.
" I know that you have missed each other very much but we are pretty exposed here", he told them.
" He's right. We should find a safe place", Klaus told Storm Jr. and Leslie.
" We can go to Freddy's. That place is always safe", Leslie glanced at his girlfriend.
Storm Jr. remembered why she had come there.
" No! Freddy's is the only unsafe place around here. Everyone must stay right here", Storm Jr. exclaimed.
" But the monsters will find us", complained Alessandro.
" They won't. This place is safe. Every single monster is at Freddy's", Storm Jr. told him.
" Then I came just in time. Is everybody alright?", Leslie spoke seriously.
" We have had our problems but those weren't big. By now, the army might be there already. You must help us.
You are the saviour we need. Jenner is at Freddy's and he is accompanied by the Phantoms, the monsters and his sister.
We have no time to loose", Storm Jr. started pulling Leslie.
" Hey! What about us?", Alessandro shouted to them.
Leslie smiled at him.
" Just stay at the airport. The end is near. If we win, we'll come back for you. Then we can celebrate the end of the Apocalypse together", Leslie told him.
" And if you don't win?", Alessandro grinned.
" Then you all dead anyway", Storm Jr. said before Leslie could answer.
Leslie mounted the motorbike as fast as possible.
" Don't worry, we won't lose. Just wait until you can meet my friends. They are very nice", Leslie comforted him.
The Egyptian girl tried to come after Leslie but Alessandro grabbed her hand.
Leslie waved at the girl comfortingly.
They hadn't had much time to farewell each other but Leslie was sure they would see each other again.
" Good to see you, Storm Jr. I wasn't expecting you to come", Leslie shrugged them off and focused on her.
" I saw your message in a vision. You were in that plane. I came through Phantoms and monsters to get here", Storm Jr. told him.
" I see. You are wounded. What did those things do to my fluff face?", Leslie petted her shoulder.
" They hurt me but I'm fine", groaned Storm Jr.
Then Leslie got an idea.
" Wait. I'll heal you", he told her.
Storm Jr. was about to ask how but then she felt it. Leslie's eyes turned blue and he started to close Storm Jr.'s wounds.
They closed themselves up as Leslie held his hand close to them.
Storm Jr.'s tail got fixed and so did the annoying wound on her shoulder.
" Wow! How did you do that?", Storm Jr. was amazed.
Leslie finished up and smiled at her. Storm Jr. saw his face on the rear-view mirror.
" Telekinetic healing. I fused the two sides of the wounds together with telekinesis, in other words. The wounds are gone now", he told her.
It was good because Storm Jr. had only sewed the fur together. It had been like closing deep wounds by sewing together the first layer of one's skin.
Storm Jr. felt that Leslie's power had grown. Leslie rested his chin on Storm Jr.'s shoulder and kissed her.
They were together again as they drove towards the pizzeria where the final battle had already begun.
Farewell: This was the last chapter before the final battle. The pizzeria animatronics are going to need help very soon.
Will Leslie be able to help them? Will his power be strong enough?
All those questions are going to be answered. THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE IS TO WRITE.
