CH.2 what kind of beginning is this!?

Well first off I would like to say thank you to the one person for the review. This was actually something I had in my head for a while now….or better! It has felt like a while. I also didn't expect people to read or see this. Any who thanks again one guy :D

It was finally morning. It was a long night trying to get everything ready for the animatronics. Nova lets out a yawn and takes a sip out of her coffee. She takes a look around the garage. Two tables were set up in an L shape in the middle one long table against the back wall, tools, machines that were on the floor, screws, bolts, wrenches and much more were all over the tables. She was ready for them. She walked out of the garage and shut the door behind her. Going through the living room she eyed one of the boxes from the auction and decided to take a look.

She sat on the floor and opened up the box, they were the kid drawings she had got from the auction. "MY FUN DAY" "MY DAY AT FREDDY FAZBEARS PIZZA" "MY DAY AT THE NEW FREDDY FAZBEARS PIZZA" that was what was written on some of the papers along with drawings of what the kids had done that day. The animatronics were drawn on each paper doing something with the kids. It really was cute. She smiled at the thought of how much fun the kids must have had with the animatronics. Then she got to the posters of the fazbear gang. As she was looking through she found one with a golden bunny on it. She had not seen it before so she assumed it to be Spring Bonnie. Why would they keep him a secret? What's so special about him? Her thoughts where rudely interrupted because her leg fell asleep. Oh the feeling! You don't touch it it tickles, you touch it it tickles more! There is no winning!

Around 10 am the animatronics came. She was so excited! She can spend time with them and fix them and she wouldn't be that lonely! The crew moved them in to the open garage but they didn't all fit in there so some had to be moved to the back of the house in the shed. She couldn't wait to open them it was like Christmas! When they were all moved out she had to sign some papers and that was that.

"Hello everyone! I hope your trip was swell!" she walked up to the first one and it had a note. Thank you for giving us a new home. We hope to have lots of fun. –Fazbear Gang "awe. That's a cute little note. I know you guys didn't write it but it's still nice." She set the paper on the table and grabbed a crowbar. She opened the first one and it was Freddy Fazbear. Freddy came with an info card. It was just some quick info about him nothing special. She greeted freddy with a friendly hello. Freddy was being held up by a black metal stand that went through him holding up his head, arms, torso all the way to his feet. He had his joints held together by zip ties. She moved on to the second one, Bonnie. He was held together the same way. She then moved on to the next one which was chica then foxy. Each was greeted with a hello. Then the fifth box held golden freddy he stood out from them all with his golden suit. Then came box number six. This one held the puppet. Out of the ones shes seen this one is the one that looks the most if not the best intacked. She got an uneasy feeling about this one but didn't want to be mean. First impressions count! The last box in the lineup held the tangled up remains of the toy foxy or "mangle" as they had dubbed her in her info card. So far it looked like she had almost all her parts so she would be the easiest to fix up.

For now she would work on these. She didn't want to over whelm herself by trying to take on so many at once. "I choose….YOU! Toy foxy come on down! You shall be the first to be fixed in this game of CAN YOU FIX IT?!-oh shoot! I better not get sued for that!?" (A bob the builder reference :D if any one remembers or has even seen it D:)

First on the list to fix! Her jaw. Nova didn't want to get ruff with this poor guy who looks so banged up but damn! Her jaw would not close. She tried loosening the screws around the mouth. Nothing. Tried oiling it up. Nope! She tried forcing it closed with her hands. Ultra nope activated. She tried tickling it. Then she pleaded for the damn thing to close. She gave up on it and moved on. Or so she wanted it to think. "So you wanna be a wise guy eh?...mokay!" In one quick move she shoved the top part and bottom part of mangles head and slammed it shut! HUZZAH! It closed!...with HER FINGERS INSIDE! HOLY SHIT! She did not see that coming! A small whimper came out of her but she's been in worst situations than this. But it doesn't stop it from hurting so bad. She doesn't know how many fingers got hurt or how bad the damage is. She tries to pull them out but finds that one finger is stuck between two teeth. Just her freakin luck. It's funny the whole reason why she wanted the mouth closed is because she didn't want to get hurt by the sharp teeth. That's exactly the ruck she's in right now. Using the free hand that only had her pinky and ring finger cut, she tries to pry it back open or at least enough that she can take her finger out. "No offence but, how in the hell did they leave kids around you?!" she managed to take her finger out and got a good look at the damaged middle finger. Ew! It didn't hit the bone but it went through her nail and now it was just bleeding out. "Well now! That's just very disgusting." Off she went to the kitchen to fix up her fingers.

Man. One day hasn't even gone by and she's already hurt herself. She went back inside with her fingers looking like ETs finger and-…..oh you are kidding me. Mangles mouth is wide open. Ready to bite her phalanges again. Dear Jesus! This was going to be a long day.

Her day didn't finish till 11pm. And from 12pm to 11pm nova was getting beaten up by a stationary animatronic. First the fingers then a miscellaneous piece fell from mangle and hit her on her foot and that thing was heavy! Then her hair got caught on the mangles hand, after that she received a little electrical shock and last but not least a loud horrible noise came from the mangle. It was like gurgling static. It scared nova so bad that when she jumped back she tripped over her own feet and fell hard on the floor. The mangle kept that up for a good five minutes before it stopped.

The time? 11:40pm. Nova didn't want to brush her teeth or change in to her pjs she was on her bed tired and sleepy and ready for dream land. She looked outside her glass doors that led to the balcony. She really liked the way the moon painted the trees. Then her thoughts came back to her job. While she was on vacation who would take her place? Would they be any good at it? Are they doing it for the right reasons? Or better question! Who in their right mind would take up her job? Novas job consisted of secrets, money, death, stealth, improvising, skill, adapting and so much more. It is a very demanding field. And it is all shrouded in mystery. Not even her friends and family know what she does. Only a selected few know and they never speak of it. She does these jobs not for the money but for her friends and family and the people back home. She just wants to help. But if they found out they would hate her and treat her like all the rest. If they found out. Then she would have no home to go to and she would have lost to one thing she's always wanted.

1:00 a.m.

The garage door opened without a sound. A black figure glided out. The house was locked up and pitch black, with tiny rays of light peeking out from cracks. The figure went around the kitchen. Examining everything. Plotting on the best way to take a life. As it traveled slowly, taking in all the rooms on the first floor so many scenarios went through its head. So much blood. So much pain. It was time to see what scenarios would dance around on the second floor.

So many plots could take place here. Some cliché. Those don't appeal me. I like to be an innovator on making new life. The joy of creation has always been a passion of mine.

Slowly a door knob turned. Slowly it opened. There she was. Unsuspecting. Unknowing. It would be too late for her. She would never know what's to come.

From the door way. The figure stood. Hovering above the floor. So still. It's black suit blend in with the darkness of the house. The white on its body and mask stood out. The puppet. It looked at nova with an emotionless expression. It felt like time had stopped. So many ideas danced around in its head. Always thinking. The puppet began to slowly inch forward strait to her. The pain. The sorrow. The hurt. The lost child inside of this grown body. He felt it coming off of her in waves. Oh she would be perfect. It's been so long since he's done this. Finally standing in front or her. Her peaceful face. Unaware of what he future lies. Slowly his mask inches towards her face. Examining her every fetcher. And like that. The ideas stopped dancing. He had the perfect plan. He tilted his head and ran his hand through her hair softly. You will be the most fun to create. I have the most perfect plan for you. Sleep well. This will be your last good night.

The end of chapter 2