Revamp: Prologue
Hey TSA here!
Wow its been so long since I touched this story! well anyways I'm not sure if I'll make anymore new chapters but I came here to at the very least to revamp what I had already made! since when I first wrote this story I was just 14 and now I'm nearing 20 so I feel like I could do somewhat better now, even though my writing skills are still pretty weak
Anyways I've changed some things in hopes of making the plot feel a little more natural! and I'll explain certain things in the end notes! also for any new readers, note that this is a heavy au since I wrote this before a bunch of new lore was dropped but I hope you can all still enjoy this tale on fnaf!
All the old rules apply here too! Enjoy!
Year: 1994
"Hurry up mommy, daddy, I wanna see if this place is fun!" shouted a brown eyed young boy with sun kissed skin, he was bouncing on his feet in excited anticipation.
He had a head full of curly brown hair and was wearing a blue t-shirt with black shorts and chunky white shoes with colorful smiley face decals on them, his face had a splattering of freckles on them and he was currently showing off a wide smile that revealed his gapped teeth.
"Slow down Mike, it's not like the restaurant is just going to vanish into thin air," the excited child's father told him in a soft reprimand. The man in question had dirty blond hair and piercing blue eyes with a bit of stubble sprouting on his chin, his face also held an impressive collection of freckles that popped out in contrast to his lighter skin tone. His outfit was a simple black t-shirt, blue jeans and black shoes with a dark red jacket thrown over his shoulders to complete the ensemble.
Walking next to him was a dark skinned woman with long curly hair and warm brown eyes framed with long lashes. She was wearing a soft blue turtleneck with black jeans and matching blue flats, a white purse was slung over her shoulder resting on her hip.
"Your father is right, slow down Michael before you hurt yourself by accident, you wouldn't want Jeremy hovering over you if he found out something happened to you, would you?" The boy's mother reminded him exasperatedly as she thought of the protective black haired and green eyed nine year old boy her son had grown very fond of, but she actually found Jeremy's protectiveness quite endearing. A satisfied smile spread across her face when her son calmed down.
"Sorry mommy, I'm just so excited!" Mike babbled, his voice full of childish glee. The reason Mike was so excited was because this was the first time he was going to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria, a family restaurant that is very popular amongst children. The two things that made the place well known across the country were the five animatronics that performed there and as an added plus, it supposedly has the best pizza in the state.
The animatronics themselves aren't any normal type of animatronics seen before though. They were made with advanced state of the art technology that is ahead of their time by years, which impressively gave them a high enough sentience meaning that they could feel different emotions and such. They were also built with a special type of silicone that made them feel as if they had actual muscles and skin, along with that they had a facial recognition scan program installed allowing them to remember and recognize different people who went to the eatery, but the thing that made it even better was that they were allowed to interact with the customers.
"Yay! we're here!" Mike cheered, darting towards the entrance and slipping right through the doors.
"Wow!" Mike breathed out in awe, the main room he was in had a checkered tiled floor, the scent of pizza filled the air.
There were many tables with confetti covered tablecloths and party hats, the decor was just a bunch of colorful balloons and banners spread around the room giving it a festive like ambience, and of course there were a lot of kids in the area making a lot of noise.
But what really caught Mike's attention was the stage near the back where most of the children were congregated, on top of the stage were four animatronics singing a funny song about sharing.
Seeing that his parents had trailed in behind him and sat down on one of the booths nearby, Mike took it as a sign to do whatever he wanted. So he squeezed past the crowd of children until he reached the front, getting a better view of the animatronics.
The animatronic standing in the front was a bear with brown fur and bright blue eyes. He was wearing a black top hat and bow tie around his neck giving him a formal like appearance. In his hand he held a microphone that he was currently using to sing with. Next to him in the front was another bear except his fur was a golden color and his hat and bow tie were tinted blue, but he was also holding a microphone and singing into it.
Then there was a purple furred rabbit with light red eyes and long eyelashes and ears. She was slightly smaller than the bears with a red ribbon tied around her neck, she was playing an orange v shaped guitar.
The last one on stage was a bright yellow feathered chicken that had magenta eyes with long eyes lashes. She was even smaller than the rabbit and the smallest of the bunch, on top of her head there were some feathers that were sticking out cutely. She had a white bib tied around her neck that said "Let's Eat!" on it with big yellow bubble letters, she was also holding a pink plush cupcake with a candle and eyes on it in her wings/hands.
When the song was finished all of the robotic animals bowed and waved to the crowd, once the kids settled down the bear spoke into the microphone.
"Well did you all enjoy the show?" He asked his audience with a large grin.
"YES!" Cheered all of the little ones, Mike trying his best to somehow scream the loudest.
"That's great! Now it's time to bring out someone who really wants to see you all… Foxy come on out!" He shouted into the microphone causing all of the kids to scream in excitement.
In an instant a fox as big as the bears skidded on to the stage. He had yellow eyes one being covered by an eye patch and crimson fur some of it sticking out on the top of his head and sides, he had a hook where his right paw was supposed to be. Lastly he was wearing a pair of green linen pants that were tattered at the bottom, giving him an overall pirate like appearance.
"Ahoy me mateys, me name be Captain Foxy the pirate fox! I see you have met me buckos, Freddy, Goldy, Bonnie and Chica, are you havin' a good time!" Foxy asked gruffly looking at the children with his lone eye.
"YES CAPTAIN FOXY" All of the kids cheered, which caused Mike to get hyped up enough to start bouncing on his heels faster, a giddy smile swelling up onto his face.
"Now im goin' tell a you all a story, but I need a volunteer from t' audience t' help me out, now who should I choose?" Foxy pondered putting his hook up to his chin in a thinking pose, that was all the children needed to hear to go crazy and Mike could have sworn he saw Foxy glance at him.
"ME, PICK ME!" All the kids watching started yelling while Mike grabbed on to the edge of the stage also hoping to be picked.
"Hmm I'll choose..." The pirate fox pretended to contemplate while the kids waited with baited breath and hopeful eyes.
"You," Foxy decided, pointing his hook at Mike who let out a squeal of happiness, the other children letting out disappointed whines.
Earlier that day...
It had just been another regular day at the restaurant for the animatronics.
They were performing on the stage with Foxy watching everything behind one of the stage curtains as per usual. When the front glass doors opened and a small boy with sparkling brown eyes stepped in taking everything in with awed eyes, the bots gave him a discrete glance realizing he wasn't in their database.
'A new comer then' They mused, also noting how the child pushed towards the front of the crowd with enthusiasm.
After they finished their song and Freddy did his usual routine of calling out Foxy, they noticed that Foxy had changed his routine.
Usually the pirate fox would just introduce himself and tell his wild stories, but this time he asked for a volunteer and kept on throwing glances at the curly haired boy.
He wanted an actual child from the crowd.
Something he had never done before.
The kid must be very special to cause the fox to just change his routine out of the blue, but then again they all felt some type of special connection with the boy as soon as they laid eyes on the newcomer, all except for a certain golden bear.
Foxy didn't know why the small brown eyed child left such an impact on him.
Maybe it was his eyes that held a certain spark to them or the innocence that rolled off him in waves. He just felt the sudden urge to protect him and keep him safe from any harm as long as his mechanical heart kept on going, and he was pretty sure the others felt the same way.
So when he chose the lad he couldn't help but feel extremely proud of himself when the little tyke let out an excited squeal.
The boy quickly scurried to get on to the stage, but in his rush almost tripped. Luckily Freddy had caught the boy in his arms before he fell all the way over the edge of the stage.
The boy quickly got comfortable in Freddy's grasp and allowed the brown bear to keep on holding him. Foxy noticed how Freddy also seemed content with just cradling the little lad, and he allowed a chuckle to escape him when he saw the female animatronics look on with hidden envy at not being able to carry the adorable child.
"What be your name little lad?" The pirate fox asked the brown haired boy genuinely curious, stepping closer so he could hear the lad's response.
"My name's Mike..." Mike said shyly with a smile.
"That be a great name you got thar matey" Foxy complimented Mike with a sharp toothed smile, the boy offered another small smile back.
"Now how would you feel with hepin' me tell t' sprogs a story?" Foxy asked Mike, the boy smiled wider and nodded. "That be great now lets get started...I was sailin' t' ocean durin' a heavy storm with me crew when..." Foxy wove his yarn to the children in the audience, Mike contributing to the story every once in a while.
When the story was over the children clapped and wandered off to different parts of the restaurant either to get some food or play, leaving Mike and the animatronics alone on the stage.
"Wow you're very good at making up stories, Mikey!" Chica chirped happily, fiddling with her cupcake.
"Mikey?" Mike asked in confusion tilting his head to the side curiously at the new name.
"Yeah it's your new nickname, don't you like it?" Bonnie asked worried that her future friend didn't like their nickname for him.
"I like it!" Mike reassured cheerfully, his face lighting up so bright it could rival the sun, Freddy then remembered he was still carrying the boy so he gently set him down on the ground.
"Hey I just got a great idea... Mikey, would you like to be our new friend!?" Chica asked jovially hoping Mike would accept the offer.
"That be a grand idea lass, I could use a trust worthy first mate like Mikey here" Foxy said in agreement.
"We would also like you to be our friend too" Freddy and Bonnie said in unison, while Goldy remained strangely quiet.
"You really want to be my friends?" Mikey asked in amazement, seeing as his only friend at the moment was Jeremy and maybe Jeremy's slightly unhinged 11 year old brother, William, so someone asking him to be their friend is always a surprise.
"Why wouldn't we you're a great kid Mikey" Foxy said honestly.
"Yeah!" The others readily agreed except for Goldy but no one paid him any mind, seeing how they were all accustomed to the golden bear's moodiness.
"Then yes I would love to be your friend!" Mikey agreed, happy at the prospect of having more friends, not once questioning why he was the only one to be offered this opportunity.
"Yay! We are going to have so much fun together! I can teach you how to make pizza and so much more!" Chica chirped enthusiastically, flailing her wings/arms around before being stopped by Freddy.
"Yes we get it Chica, but maybe for now we should just settle for a game of hide and seek, do you agree Mikey?" Freddy appeased the chicken, before turning to an amused Mikey and asking for his opinion.
"Yeah!" Mike agreed.
"Then let's go!"
Year: 1997, December.
Mike who was now seven years old smiled as he ran inside the two story building where his friends lived. A silver chain necklace that had a charm resembling Chica's signature cupcake attached to it swung around his neck.
For the past three years Mike always came twice a week to Freddy's either with his parents or just recently with Jeremy and William who both had just turned 12 and 14 respectively, this time he was accompanied by both of his parents.
But even though Mike had known the animatronics for three whole years now and was starting to see them more as a second family, Goldy had never really warmed up to him for some reason he didn't understand.
Today seemed to be one of the rare slow days for the pizzeria since there were only three families in there equaling to a grand total of ten kids, meaning his friends were all occupied with entertaining the hyper-active children.
That was when Mike noticed that Goldy was standing all by himself on the stage. Hoping he could get the gold colored animatronic to open up to him Mike wandered over to stand next to him.
"Hey Goldy!" Mike greeted cheerfully.
"Hi," Goldy greeted flatly, not really wanting the seven year old kid near him, something about him always set something off in his mechanical mind.
'You should get rid of him... He is always taking the other's attention, leaving you behind!' Hissed a voice in Goldy's mind, his eyes started to gain an eerie black tint to them.
"...And my teachers and principal allowed me to skip a grade since they said I'm so smart, so now instead of being in the second grade I'm in the third grade and..." Mike continued on chattering, not noticing Goldy's change.
'See how annoying he is, a worthless waste of space if you ask me!' Spat out the dark voice that Goldy now realized were his own thoughts, but they sounded similar to the static of an old tv. His eyes were now completely black with white pinprick pupils, making for a scary sight.
"...Uh Goldy? Are you ok? Is there something wrong?..." Mike asked worriedly, pausing his story, now noticing how Goldy's eyes became black and that the golden bear was staring at him with a piercing gaze.
'DO IT NOW!' The static screamed, that was all Goldy needed to hear to lunge at the shocked boy with a screech and bite into his head.
The boy screamed but quieted soon after when the bear took a step back taking part of Mike's frontal lobe with him, spurting blood everywhere.
"MICHAEL!" Screamed the boy's parents and the other animatronics having heard his scream, gathering around the fallen child. Mike's mother pulled out her cellphone and hurriedly called for an ambulance, her voice frantic and on the edge of hysteria.
'What have I done!?' Goldy thought once the static died down and his eyes went back to normal, staring at the boy's still body with horror filled eyes, his muzzle now soaked red with blood and dripping to the floor.
When the ambulance came and took Mikey and his parents to the hospital, the animatronics cornered Goldy each of them glaring at him with hateful black tinted eyes, Foxy was the first one to step forward.
"How dare you hurt our matey you dirty bilge rat! He never did anythin' t' deserve it except be nice t' us! Now he might be went t' Davy Jones' locker because o' you!" Foxy snarled heatedly to the golden bear, shoving him back roughly with his hook.
"Goldy how could you!?" Wailed Chica tears streaming down her face, wiping at them with her wing/arm she turned away and made a break for the back stage. Bonnie shot Goldy an intense hate filled glare and growled before running after the only other female member of the group.
But Freddy didn't say anything at all, he just stared at Goldy with disappointed and hurt eyes leaving the golden bear alone with the pirate fox, he also headed backstage to comfort the girls.
"I hope you feel guilty and that t' staff scrap you for parts!" The pirate fox hissed darkly over his shoulder before following Freddy, leaving Goldy completely alone with his thoughts.
'What have I done?'
Year: 1998, June.
Mike opened his eyes to a bright white light that burned his eyes and made his head pound painfully.
Twisting his neck around and blinking rapidly he saw Jeremy and William sitting on plastic chairs on one side of the big bed he was laying on staring at him, their green eyes shining with relief and happiness.
He then noticed that the man sitting on the other side of his bed was his dad but his eyes were full of disgust, anger and was that... Hatred?
His gaze was so intense, it made Mike squirm uncomfortably. Forcing himself to think of other things to avoid his bare recognizable father's heated glare, he noticed something that unsettled him for some reason.
His mother was nowhere to be seen.
Losing his train of thought very quickly, his brain popped out another question causing him to forget his mom momentarily.
'Where was he?'
Looking over to Jeremy, he thought he looked the same as he last saw him except he was a little bigger.
"Where am I?" Mike rasped out his voice cracking painfully from the lack of use.
"We are in the hospital and I'm so happy to see you awake again!" Jeremy cried out in relief, his voice thick with tears, which was a bit unusual to hear from the happy go lucky boy.
Mike was about to ask another question but his dad's and William's appearances distracted him, making him lose his focus again, it felt impossible to focus on one thing at the moment.
His dad's eyes were red and bleary, his hair was messy and there was a lot more stubble on his chin than he remembered. He was wearing a ruffled yellow shirt and grey sweatpants making him look like the opposite of his usual well put together self. William on the other hand was wearing a purple t-shirt and dark blue jeans which were normal enough except that all of his hair was purple... Purple.
So despite the confusing situation he was in Mike couldn't help but crack a smile, all previous thoughts once again forgotten.
William seemingly able to read his mind answered his unasked question, with his signature huge ditzy grin. "You know how our dad likes to experiment down in his lab with different chemicals?" William asked with his too wide smile.
"Y-eah," Mike answered, his voice still raspy, Jeremy finally realizing this set his bed into a sitting position, then helped him drink out of a glass of water he had at the ready.
"Thanks," Mike said gratefully, Jeremy gave him a small nod and smile before letting William continue his story.
"Well me and germ here decided to go down there and fool around with dad's stuff, but then this bottle broke and spilled this funky looking liquid all over my head which made my hair turn like this," William pulled at his hair to emphasize the fact ",It was a type of permanent hair-dye dad was developing that could change a person's natural hair color... So I guess I'm now the first ever natural purplette."
"Yeah and for some reason everyone at school loves it," Jeremy said with disdain, rolling his eyes, meanwhile the newly dubbed purplette smirked at his younger brother. That was when a doctor with grey eyes and brown hair walked into the room and noticed that Mike was awake.
"Oh good you're awake, if you all don't mind I wish to speak with Michael alone please," the doctor said with a strained smile as if he didn't want to be the one to deliver the news. The others nodded and promptly left the room, but not before the Fitzgerald brothers sent their friend a pair of worried glances.
"Hello Michael, my name is doctor Welberg and I am the one who has been caring for you these past 5 months," The doctor informed Mike carefully, waiting for the expected reaction.
"Months…?" Mike whispered dumbfounded. He knew that sometime had to have passed but he didn't expect it to have been almost half a year.
"Yes, do you happen to remember what happened before you lost consciousness?" The doctor asked seriously. Mike started to think back causing his head to throb painfully, he was able to recall really fuzzy memories of his four animatronic friends but not what or who caused the accident.
"No..." Mike responded remorsefully, bowing his head in shame.
"Well you see what happened is that you had a serious head injury and surgery was needed... We already removed all of the stitches but they left a big scar behind... The bandages should be able to be removed now, would you like me to take them off?" The doctor asked gently, waiting on the boy's response.
"Umm... Yes, I want to see what I look like," Mike asked shyly, fiddling with his hospital gown. He just wanted to get it over with faster and be able to see the damage for himself, no matter how disturbing the injury looked. He just had to see it to know it was all real.
"Alright if you're ready," the doctor said hesitantly before carefully removing and disposing of the bandages. Grabbing a small mirror that was left on the bedside table next to the glass of water, he handed it over to the eight year old boy.
Looking into the mirror Mike gasped and almost dropped it. Looking back at him was a strange boy with a sickly chalky pale brown face and dark bags hanging underneath his eyes, but what really distraught the boy the most was the buzz shaved head with big ugly reddish-brown scars marring it.
"Also... You must know your mother she... Passed away in a car accident, I'm so sorry.." The doctor informed the young child, not wanting to drag out all of the bad news for too long.
"What..." Mike said in despair. He felt as if his whole world was collapsing. Big fat tears rolled down his face, everything that he had been told that miserable day finally taking its toll on him.
"But the thing is that I don't think it is best for you if you went back with your father...he seems a bit... unstable due to his loss, don't you have any relatives who could take you in temporarily?" The doctor advised his young patient with urgency and concern, not wanting the young boy to live with a potentially harmful man.
"No! My daddy loves me very much, plus he is the only family I have left! I don't want to lose him too... I gotta go with him," Mike said, defiantly crossing his arms and sending the doctor a hard glare, not remembering his father's earlier expression.
Oh how terribly wrong he was.
Here's the first revamped chapter! there aren't too many differences right now since it's the prologue but don't worry the next chapters will be more different!
Also now there is an actual reason why Mike got special treatment but said reason caused a opposite reaction in Goldy for some reason...
until next time! TSA out!~