Holy shit...we made it to Chapter 20! I can't believe we've made it this far. This is a cause for a celebration! Drinks for everyone! *takes a swig of hard sweet tea* Alright! Celebration put aside, time to get serious with this (: Before anyone says anything I am putting this here now because I want this story to live on, so if anything should happen to me like if I'm killed or die or mysteriously disappear for a long period of time, I want you all to take over and finish this story for me. ONLY if anything serious happens to me as I previously mentioned. I figure if something ever should happen that this story should not just sit here unfinished. So I give all of you permission to take the story and come up with a way to finish it. *writes down a will to entrust the story to the readers*

Okay, time for the Q&A! My favorite part ^.^

How will Jervis come back? Only I know the answer to that and I am not going to give any spoilers so I'll leave you all to guess on that XD I am so evil. *laughs maniacally*

The story is not a movie or play. The author in the cut scenes is me, and the cut scenes themselves are what happens when I am writing the next chapter. We rehearse scenes for the next chapter until I deem it good enough to write unless I feel like changing it at the last minute, which they really hate that. And if any of you haven't noticed yet I am not exactly sane or normal. The cut scenes themselves are kind of like a behind the scenes thing where you get to see what goes on behind the story itself, how we get it ready and set up.

I apologize ahead of time for what I'm about to say. This might sound crazy to everyone but I have created the characters in my mind and have given them their own personalities. Since Amy and Nick belong to me I've created their personalities from me and a friend of mine, while the other characters already have their personality made. It kind of sounds like Multiple Personality Disorder, and maybe it is, I don't know and don't care because this helps me write when the spotlight is on a certain character. This is my own tactic for writing and it works very well for me.

I would not recommend this tactic for anyone because if it is like MPD then having the Joker's personality lingering in your mind would not be a smart move if you don't know how to control each character. I give them free will and free rein of their own and let them do what they want so it makes it more easy for me to tap into their personality. Again I apologize if my craziness has scared you in any way.

But then again no one is perfect. If this interests you and you want to know more by all means ask away any questions you have, I do not mind (:

Anyways, I will say the Lazarus Pit will be used a few times, not going to say how many times or on who but it will be used.

Nightmare animatronics will not be in this story but two will make a cameo appearance, kind of like an ominous future for Amy, although it's going to be very ominous for her after she makes it through this game.

Interesting fact I found on google...different acids work in different ways on metal, so whatever acid Riddler was using might not have been very effective in killing off Mangle...plus the explosion probably didn't help. And looking at it now Mangle did not get much spotlight before so you might be seeing her very soon and it will be the last time to see her.

The toy animatronics have been destroyed by Springtrap as you all saw but they might make a return...just not a very lively one. Balloon Boy got pretty rekt by Springtrap as well and his body is still in the courthouse because Strange feels that Balloon Boy is useless. So he might come back as well, just not in a pretty way.

Lastly, I know all of you are probably dying because the Puppet has not made an appearance yet. The reason for that is because I want its appearance to be fucking mind blowing and outstanding. I'm saving the best for last. That also includes Springtrap because he is a goddamn badass motherfucker to mess with so imagine what will happen when he enters the picture with Joker and Batman...and maybe ClayFace- oops . gave too much away already.

Sorry for the long intro and I apologize if the story is too short or lacks excitement, but it leads up to what will happen in the next chapter x3 Enjoy!

Amy: *cautiously peeks around* Is Batman around?

No. And you know you can't hide forever in the Creature story. You will have to be in a scene with him.

Amy: *glares* It's not my goddamn fault!

This is why I told you to use the fake knife! You made this mess you fucking fix it!

Amy: The readers want the real thing! Not that fake bullshit! *quickly glances around her* You're no fucking help at all, you ungrateful bitch! *runs off at the sound of approaching footsteps*

"The chip implant is finally working. I suppose that hit to the head with the bat was more useful than harmful." Hugo spoke as he watched the monitors with a smile. "Such a pity Mr. Tetch is dead, but he proved useful in our little experiment."

Pushing himself away from the monitors he sat up from his chair and walked over to the window, looking out to see another TYGER helicopter returning with more destroyed animatronic parts. It seemed his luck was turning around quickly, making him smile as he calmly left the room to take a look at the new parts that had arrived. Soon his creation would be complete and alive to carry out Protocol 9. Of course if his creation failed they would fall back on Protocol 10 as a fail safe.

Nothing could go wrong with his idea. And no one would stop him.

No. It couldn't be true. It had to be an illusion. A hallucination at best.

The Dark Knight was furious and upset with the news he had received from Robin. Not only had Robin managed to find Amy but he also witnessed her killing the Mad Hatter in cold blood. He could not come to terms with what he was told. It had to be in self-defense. It just had to be. But a part of Batman somehow knew what Robin told him was the truth.

He had trusted Amy enough to know she wasn't a danger to him or anyone else. She looked harmless enough, and yet here she was killing Jervis Tetch for no reason. Robin told Bruce that he saw Amy get free and had the chance to escape, but instead she stayed to kill Jervis and take his hat, along with taking control over the thugs Jervis had under his mind control. And to make it worse there was an animatronic as well, obeying Amy without even trying to kill her.

Now she had her own little gang along with an animatronic that would be difficult to kill.

There was one question that continued to repeat itself in Batman's head. Was Amy secretly working against him? And would he have to fight Amy and send her to Arkham Asylum after all of this ended? A large part of him said yes while only a small part deep inside told him no. It was hard not to think about as he glided through the night sky, in search of any animatronics roaming the city below. He had to forcefully push the thought away as he tried to remain focus on the task at hand.

Batman would deal with Amy later, right now he had a job to do and the last thing he wanted was a distraction while fighting. "How could you do this Amy?" he asked himself. "I trusted you. But now you've shown your true colors." letting out a sigh Batman landed on a nearby rooftop and contacted Robin. "Keep an eye on her. Follow her and let me know if she does anything else."

"Already on it. So far she's being carried by the purple bunny and looks to be asleep." he paused for a moment. "Want me to take her out?"

"No. Do not let her know you're following her." Batman glanced over the edge of the roof, scanning the area below before spotting movement in one of the alleys. "I will deal with her myself."

He could almost hear Robin frowning. "Understand." Robin replied in a somewhat disappointed and upset tone.

After ending his conversation Batman narrowed his eyes at the alley where he had spotted movement, using his bat vision to help. So far he could see no signs of anyone or anything in the alley and figured it was just his mind playing tricks on him, although he could go without anymore tricks tonight. He was about to use his grapple gun when a strange noise made him pause and sent a slight chill down his spine.

GRKTZTTZZTTKRRRRSSSSSHZZZZZTTHZZZZZCRRRKSSHZTTZSSSHZZZZCRRRKZTTKRRGRKTZ

The sound itself almost sounded like radio static, only it was low and a bit demonic. He stared at the alley, expecting something to pop out while attempting to decode the radio static to see if someone was trying to send out a hidden message. Unfortunately he picked up nothing and saw no signs that any message was being sent. His eyes searched the area frantically below for the source of the static but could not place where it was coming from.

And it was growing louder and louder with each second, almost as if it were right behind him...

"There you are."

SSSCCRRREEEEAAAAUUAEEAAUUGGGHHHH!

Being carried around felt fantastic and relaxing for Amy as she continued her nap, Bonnie still carrying her in his arms while he kept walking. So far there had been no disruptions during their little walk, everything was quiet and peaceful for a change. Her arm however was still bleeding due to the injuries from the bullets and her knife, but she could care less at the moment, right now was the time to enjoy the peacefulness while it lasted.

Unfortunately for Amy, said peacefulness will not last very long.

The sudden stop was enough to wake her up as her eyes opened, staring up at the cloudy night sky above. It was eerily quiet which made Amy on edge as she slowly sat up, stretching her arms and legs as her mind woke up. It felt like she only had a five minute nap since she still felt very tired, but she forced herself to stay awake, hoping they had found a safe place to stay at so she could go back to sleep.

From what she could see they were in a large back alley, a barrel sitting near a corner with a lit fire inside that was still burning. Even from where Bonnie was holding her she could feel the warmth, which in turn began to make her tired. /No, stay awake. Find a bed then you can go to sleep as long as you want...is there even any beds in this fucking game?/

Amy took a quick scan of the area, seeing two concrete stairs leading to two different doors. One was standing in front of her while the other sat close to where the fire barrel sat. Leaving the safety of Bonnie's arms Amy walked up to the door across from her, wasting no time in attempting to open it. She was surprisingly calm as she grabbed the doorknob, mainly because of how tired she was as she jiggled the doorknob.

Locked.

"Which leaves door number two." she muttered, glancing at the other door. "No surprise there. They never make it easy." she turned to look at Bonnie and her gang, just now noticing the dark green hat sitting on one of Bonnie's ears, half-concealing it. /That explains a lot right there...of course I didn't notice it because I was tied to a goddamn chair by a fucking weirdo who kept calling me Alice!/

Walking over to the second door Amy let out a sigh, ready to face whatever monstrosity was hidden on the other side. By now she could care less if she was killed, at least she would be able to sleep and never wake up. Amy could also tell that her temperament was not on the good side at the moment, feeling cranky and moody from the lack of sleep. May God have mercy on whoever crosses her path while she is in this state of mind.

Grabbing and turning the handle Amy opened the door with ease, being welcomed to the sight of a comfortable looking chair. She glanced back at her gang with a slight grin. "I'm going to look inside. You guys stay out here and keep intruders away." she said. "If you hear me yell or scream, come inside and save my ass. Bonnie you're in charge, keep the guys in line." then she walked inside, closing the door behind her.

Bonnie looked down at the hypnotized thugs with a blank stare before walking over to the door, standing in front of it protectively as the others spread out and kept watch. It was quiet for a good five minutes before the sound of footsteps made themselves known, coming closer and closer to their location. The narrow alley leading out of the small area they were in was concealed in darkness, the fire from the barrel lighting the area as best it could but not enough to reveal the alley.

One thug walked over to the alley in curiosity, hearing strange noises coming from the darkness. Staring into the darkness he could clearly see two small red dots that seemed to be floating in the darkness itself. He readied himself to attack whatever or whoever was in the alley, taking one step forward.

That one step ultimately cost him his life.

CRUNCH!

A metal robotic hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed the thug by his head, crushing his skull in one quick motion before pulling him into the darkness where the sounds of bones being broken could be heard. The others were alert and were ready to attack after witnessing the thug being snatched away by the robotic hand, staying clear of the darkness.

The horrible sounds of bone breaking soon ceased completely.

Silence.

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SCREEEAAAAUGHUUUAGH!