I have returned from my dangerous quest of finally buying a mouse and keyboard for the desktop! I finally had enough money saved up to buy them both so now I can go on with the story (: I missed you guys and I missed writing. It killed me each day that I couldn't get to write but now the chapter is finally finished and up so now I can work on the next chapter ^.^ To be honest I have no idea when this story will be finished. I never planned to have however many chapters for it because I wasn't sure how long it was going to be, and I still don't know how long it's going to be until it's completely finished.

All I'm going to say is near the ending will probably surprise most of you (: Before anyone asks, yes Amy makes it back home alive. Otherwise I wouldn't be making a series if she was going to die in this story. Anyways, I hope everyone enjoys this chapter as well as the many chapters still to come. See ya!

Pain.

Numbness.

Warmth.

Cold.

Very cold.

Ice cold.

/Why the fuck is it so cold?/ Her eyes fluttered open as she slowly sat up. The blanket that covered her slid down, revealing her black t-shirt; as well as the bite injury she had received from Mangle. Her shirt had been cut to reveal the injury which came close to her neck and reached near the middle of her chest. Quite a few large pieces of Amy's skin had been torn when Mangle's jaws were clamped down even when it fell, refusing to let go of her. The teeth marks dragged to her shoulder, almost connecting but never touching. All of it neatly covered by gauze bandages.

Instead of reacting to her wound with fear or concern Amy stared at her injury as if intrigued and curious by it. She could still feel some of the pain but it did not hurt as much as she thought it would have. Then she noticed her bandaged arm set in a strange cast. She felt no pain from it when moving it carefully, smiling a bit when she wiggled her fingers. Of course her happiness was cut short when the cold presented itself again, making her shiver and clutch the blanket, pulling it up in an attempt to protect herself from the cold.

"Why the fuck is it so goddamn cold!" she said, still shivering through the blanket.

"It was not my idea to keep you here." Freezes' voice spoke almost out of nowhere, startling Amy.

Her eyes searched all around, revealing that she was in a large room laying on a bed that sat in one corner of the room. The room itself was cleared of whatever had previously been in it. And currently standing in the opposite corner of the room was Freeze. He was watching Amy with his usual stoic expression, her image reflecting off the goggles he wore, making her smile and chuckle.

Victor tilted his head at her in question to her laughter. "What is so funny?" he asked.

Amy only smiled innocently at him. "Nothing...Riddick." she muttered the last part and laughed out loud, unable to stop each time she looked at him.

Author: "What did she just say?" -checks the script before slamming it down in frustration, face-palming- "Goddamnit Amy! I told you not to add that!"

From behind the goggles Freeze narrowed his eyes at the strange girl and calmly left the room without comment, thinking that maybe she did belong in Arkham City for being nearly as insane as the clown. Unfortunately unbeknownst to Victor, leaving Amy alone with no instructions on what to do and what not to do was a very huge mistake. At this point Amy assumed it was okay for her to leave and figure out where to go from where ever the hell she was at.

Amy left the bed and walked over to the open doorway, checking the hall before going down the right hall, wanting to leave this arctic place and be somewhere warm. But as luck would have it Amy was already having trouble finding a way out of where ever she was, taking almost half an hour just to find an exit which was a large steel gate that was opened a bit near the bottom, giving Amy enough room to crawl out. The ice on the ground did not help her at all as she crawled out, shivering from the cold before being able to stand up.

A harsh cold wind blew at her face, making her frown in disappointment. "It's actually warmer out here than inside the goddamn building."

Suddenly the sound of a phone ringing drew her attention, making her reach for her phone before pausing. /Wait, if my phone was ringing it would be vibrating and playing Freddy's death tune./ Her eyes scanned around her until they landing on a payphone sitting a few feet across from her. /Holy shit. I can't believe I almost forgot what a fucking payphone looks like./ Amy stared at the payphone as it continued ringing, seeming to show no signs of stopping any time soon. /Guess I should go answer it so I won't have to keep hearing that goddamn annoying noise!/

Amy quickly walked over to the payphone and grabbed the phone, pulling it off the hook to stop the ringing. "Now I know why there aren't any payphones in my world because they're so goddamn annoying!" she said loudly before holding the phone up to her ear. "Hello? Who the fuck is stupid enough to call a fucking payphone in the middle of a prison!"

"What's this? Another zombie to liberate from this miserable existence we call life. How wonderful." said the male voice on the other end of the phone, sounding very happy and pleased.

The sounded strangely familiar to Amy but she couldn't place on who it was. "I'm not a fucking zombie. And what the hell do you mean 'liberate'?" she asked, having a feeling that she knew exactly what this guy meant.

"You must be Batman's newest apprentice. Amy, was it?" the man said, sounding calm as if this were just another normal conversation for him. "Very nice name for a young girl like you. Although you don't seem to make a good apprentice for Batman. Especially after your little misfortune with Riddler." he said, Amy almost able to hear him smiling on the other end. "I believe Robin had to save you in the end."

"How the fuck did you know about that? And how the fuck do you even know my name? Have you been stalking me?" she asked, quickly searching around her and expecting to see a man talking on a phone but saw no one.

The man chuckled. "Word gets around in Arkham City, my dear. I'm kind of disappointed that you don't know who I am. Although I thought Batman would have warned you about me."

Amy groaned in frustration as she began tapping her foot impatiently. "Well then why don't you just fucking tell me your goddamn name instead of rambling on with your stupid useless bullshit!" why Amy didn't just simply hang up the phone to save her the trouble was that she was in truth a bit afraid that something would happen to her if she hung up. /Goddamn you Phone Booth movie!/

"I apologize. Where are my manners?" the man actually sounded upset with himself but then again anyone could fake that. "My name is-"

That's when the man's voice cut out to be replaced by static, which did not last long as the line went silent before a new voice spoke. "Hello, hello? Uh I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night."

Amy immediately slammed the phone down on the hook and began to quickly walk away, a chill of fear going down her spine. She had been fine with listening to the annoying guy but to hear THAT voice only meant death for her. Right now Amy didn't care where she went or even if someone held her hostage, so long as they were human and not an animatronic she would be happy. But happiness can only last for so long before it is overruled by death and darkness.

So far she had not seen or heard anything as she kept walking at a fast pace, searching all around her as she walked to make sure there was nothing following her. /So far so good. No bullshit to deal with. Nothing but peace and quiet./

Which was immediately interrupted by a ringing phone.

The ringing noise startled Amy to the point where she almost jumped out of her skin, not literally of course. She covered her eyes in frustration with her hand, slowly sliding it down her face to glare at another payphone sitting under the light of a street lamp on the sidewalk. As much as she didn't want to answer the damned thing part of her wanted to see what would happen if she answered it. For a few moments she stood there, listening to it ring with no signs of stopping just like before, trying to decide what to do.

She gave a sigh and shrugged to herself. /Yolo./ Walking over to the payphone was scary in itself, feeling as if each step she took was a step closer to death. But once she reached the payphone Amy felt relief as nothing happened. At least not yet.

With a shaky hand Amy grabbed the phone and removed it from the hook, taking a breath before exhaling and held the phone to her ear. "Hello?" she said, hoping it would be the annoying guy who seemed to enjoy rambling on forever.

Not even close.

"Uh...heh...I love those old characters. Did you ever see Foxy the pirate?" the voice spoke.

The phone was slammed down on the hook again as she stared at it, not really wanting to look anywhere else for fear that something might be behind her or beside her. Of course the sudden voice of a child made Amy change her mind pretty quickly.

HI!

Turning her head to the left Amy was met with the sight of a child like animatronic, the bright colors of pink and blue on its shirt and hat while it held a sign in its left hand with the word "Balloons!" on it. In its right hand it held a yellow balloon with a red stripe that spiraled around it. The animatronic child stood there with its wide smile as its big blue eyes seemed to stare and watch Amy while she slowly backed away, unsure of how to react.

HELLO!

She knew this animatronic was not to be trusted no matter how innocent it looked and sounded. "Go the fuck away! No one wants you or your goddamn balloons!" she said in a mean tone, hoping it would get the hint and leave.

Balloon Boy got the hint very clearly, but instead of leaving what he did next was a trademark move that everyone hated him for. Of course he enjoyed doing this because he knew the end result was always death.

AHA!HA!HA! AHA!HA!HA! AHA!HA!HA!

The loud and obnoxious laughter from the animatronic was very annoying but Amy knew exactly what was going to come next. "No! No no no no no! Shut the fuck up you little shit!" she whispered, quickly looking all around her in fear. "Goddamn you and your stupid laugh!"

Without further hesitation Amy immediately began to run away from Balloon Boy, constantly checking all around her as she ran. So far she saw no sign of Foxy, but Amy knew deep down he would show up. Right now she had to find a safe place to hide until she felt it would be safe enough to walk around without bumping into any other animatronics. Of course that was easier said than done. Amy had no idea where she was or what she could define as a safe place, although now wasn't the time for her to be picky with her choices if she wanted to come out of this alive.

/Come on! There has to be some place that's safe around here!/ A number of choices went through her mind. /Maybe Joker's little funhouse lair? No. Foxy got through that with no problem. Penguin's museum? Definitely not. No doubt Freddy's still in there./ She was running out of choices fast until she noticed something further up ahead.

What Amy saw was a building that grew larger and larger as she got closer to it. She could vaguely see the word HOTEL on the side in giant letters which gave her the hope of safety. It was only until she was several feet away that she finally noticed the enormous amount of abnormally large plants and vines that almost covered the building.

/I see Poison Ivy has made herself at home. Maybe she'll let me in. Of course if she doesn't I'll just barge in so I can avoid dying!/ However Amy's hopes were quickly dashed when she was soon faced with the obstacle of getting inside, slowing to a stop as she stared at the problem before her. Most of the overpass streets, they looked more like bridges to her, were broken and damaged, giving her no way of just simply walking over. And to add on top of all that there was nothing but freezing cold water below, covering what used to be the streets and a bit of the buildings, giving her no chance to cross.

The sound of metal hitting concrete at an extremely fast pace reached her ears, not too far behind her.

Amy stared at Ivy's lair before looking behind her for a moment. Then turned her attention to the water below. She saw one way that connected to Ivy's lair and it sat on the roof of a building across from where she was standing, but there was no way for Amy to cross over to said building.

"Should I even take the chance?" she asked herself, not really wanting to go in the freezing water again for the third time tonight. She let out a sigh as she muttered to herself. "Motherfucker." Amy then ran back the way she came and made her way down to the water below, the metal footsteps becoming increasingly louder and louder each second.

/Go Amy, move faster! Get your lazy ass moving!/ Self-motivation was kind of helping in a way to make her go in the water. She had to be careful as she held her phone with her cast covered arm, repeating what she had previously done twice. However the waves of the water were a little rougher than she thought as she was pushed around, doing her best to swim with her good arm which was more difficult than she imagined. Amy kicked her legs hard against the freezing water, her body actually holding some warmth since her adrenaline from her fear had kicked in.

There were no ladders that she could see to use and there was nothing that looked like something she could grab onto. However her eyes happened to spot a bare tree in the water near the side of the building, making her grin as she moved towards it. It wasn't a big tree but it would be enough for her to get out of the water and maybe help her shimmy her way up the side of the building instead. /That will work. I'll be home free from Foxy and hopefully get inside so I can be warm!/ The thought was enough to give Amy hope as she finally reached the tree, placing the phone in her mouth so she could grab onto one of the branches and pull herself out of the water.

Her clothes were once again drenched and her wounds stung from the saltwater, but that didn't matter to Amy at the moment. Nothing was going to stop her from this as she climbed a bit further up the tree, spotting part of a ventilation system sticking out enough for her to reach. The metal vent was ice cold as soon as her fingers touched it but she firmly grabbed on and pulled herself from the tree, carefully standing up as she began to climb her way up to the roof.

Amy was so close! Just a few more inches. Maybe her luck had finally turned around and God decided to pity her for the shitty situation she had become stuck in. Her right hand grabbed onto the ledge of the roof. /Just one more pull and that's it! I win! I finally win!/

SCREEEAAAAUGHUUUAGH!

The sight of Foxy's head popping out made Amy jump as well as lose her grip of the roof's ledge. She closed her eyes as she began to fall, waiting to feel death's icy cold grip on her but it never came. Instead an intense sharp pain jolted through her, causing Amy to open her eyes to see what was causing the pain. Had she been impaled by the tree below? /Just my fucking luck! Being forced to slowly die while impaled by a fucking goddamn tree!/

If only the tree had impaled her instead...

To Amy's horror she saw Foxy had impaled his sharp hook right into her stomach, feeling the metal against her intestines. It made her sick as she stared at her new wound, feeling the metallic taste of blood slowly fill her mouth. And to add salt to the wound Foxy began to lift Amy up until she was dangling in front of him, his yellow eyes staring into her eyes. Amy noticed that Foxy looked different than when she had first seen him, seeing that he had bare spots that revealed parts of his endoskeleton and that his teeth looked duller than before. /Of course...what's worse than one Foxy...two foxies.../

Her eyes slowly closed as darkness swallowed her once more.

The faint sound of movement and a sweet smelling fragrance was the last thing her mind could process before completely shutting down.

What a strange night this was turning out to be. "How interesting. Still clinging on to whatever life you have left." a mysterious and sultry voice spoke softly. "I should leave you here to die...but you being here in the first place makes me curious."

Large shadows twist and move about, revealing a human figure for a split second before it is surrounded by shadows.

Oh I almost forgot to mention this. If anyone is interested in drawing out scenes from the current chapters of this story please go ahead (: All you have to do is give me credit for the story and for my characters Nick and Amy. Otherwise if you have a talent for drawing go crazy :D I know I would love to see drawings of Amy almost being killed by Arkham City villains as well as Freddy and the gang ^.^