And now we get into the four's new lives as our 'favorite' animatronics. This will also include the four spirits trying to remember their past lives (Which will be detailed below). This whole chapter takes on from a comic I saw on Deviant Art, I have permission from the artist to use it and I will have the link to their artwork on my profile.

I own absolutely nothing except for the few OCs in here (the parents).

"Bold" is the Animatronics speech

"Normal" is human speech

"Italic" is memory/thought

"Underline" is the child spirit in the memory as they try to break through.

Animatronic Names

Chichi-Toy Chica

Bon-Bon/Bon-Toy Bonnie

Vixen-Mangle (She'll get called that later on...)

Fred-Toy Freddy

*The others are as they should be i.e Bonnie=Old Bonnie*

Chapter 5

"This isn't you, remember that,"

Foxy shook his aching head as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting above him. Wasn't him? What in blazes did that mean?

"Ah…you've forgotten already. But your memories are intact for the most part. Let's see if this helps…"

Foxy's whole frame shuddered and the old pirate gasped, eyes flashing brightly as the dirty Parts and Services room died away, being replaced with a warm-tinted space, a soft hum wove through the air as someone rocked him.

The image died away and Foxy shuddered, his mind reeling. That was no vision and he knew it. The voice was right! The fox closed his eyes again, his paw subconsciously finding its way to a small silver chain, the fox blinked as he pulled out a small pendant, an intricate knotted design etched upon it's surface, set off by a small blue gem. Out of curiosity, the animatronic opened the locket, only to freeze as a soft, sweet melody poured from it. Instantly, he was taken back to the warm room, listening to the woman holding him humming before singing:

"On winds and waters may you cross,

See mountains white and blue.

But on your road, let's not forget

The love I have for you,"

Foxy jolted back to the present as someone touched his arm. What was going on?

"Foxy, are you ok?" Chica asked, kneeling down next to him as Freddy and Bonnie got closer as well.

"Aye, I be fine," Foxy stated, wincing internally at the metallic bite in his words as he snapped the locket shut, "Just…"

"I thought I heard talking down here?" came a voice, making the four spirits freeze right as another animatronic, a bunny, came into the spare room, "Oh…hey, Chichi, Vixen, come check this out!"

More footsteps were heard and the four spirits got closer together as a chicken and a white fox came into the room.

"I didn't know these guys were still functioning," the chicken, Chica 2.0, stated.

"'These guys' can hear you, you know," Bonnie growled, the electronic rasp creating a biting tone that made Foxy's circuits freeze.

"Sorry, 'bout that," the blue Bonnie said, coming closer to the four, "But as you just reactivated, I'm going to have to go over some rules…because we don't take that tone lightly around here,"

"We don't want any trouble," Freddy started, "I'm Freddy, mind telling us who you are?"

"The name's Bonnie," the blue bunny stated, "But most call me Bon-Bon because in a conversation…they can't tell which one they want. Me or him,"

He jabbed a finger at Bonnie, who shook in anger and started forwards, but Freddy caught him.

"Although, they might just start calling me Bonnie again…seeing as your 'services' are no longer needed,"

"That's it," Bonnie growled.

"Easy, Bonnie," Freddy hissed, "We don't want any trouble! Our…lives…are complicated enough,"

"You think I'm just going to let this girl trash talk me like that!?" Bonnie nearly yelled.

Bon-Bon froze.

"Chichi, Vixen…Did I just hear what I thought I heard?" he asked, looking at the newer Chica and what Foxy figured was his replacement.

"Uh oh," Chichi trilled, somehow smirking with her beak.

"Ye'll be regrettin' those words, laddie," the fox purred.

"You know…I tried to be nice, I really did," Bon-Bon growled, "But you're breaking the rules now…and I can see you're not going to get along…Vixen, would you care to show these outdates what happens to rulebreakers?"

"T'would be me pleasure," the fox grinned, her teeth shining menacingly in the light, "After all, rulebreakers never prosper…"

Chica crept closer to Freddy, who placed her behind him along with Bonnie while Foxy stood next to him. The fox lunged at them, Freddy shoved Chica and Bonnie out of the way, eliciting a shrill cry from the former girl as Vixen slammed into Freddy, knocking him flat.

"T'was a brave move," she purred, "But very unwise,"

"GET OFF 'IM!" Foxy snarled, sprinting forwards and leaping, tackling the fox and sending them both tumbling, biting and scratching off of Freddy.

"I'm coming!" Bonnie cried, rushing towards the fallen bear…

"BONNIE!" Chica wailed, making Bonnie whip around, just to see the other Chica pinning her to the ground.

"Oh, she's lucky Freddy's not up…" Bonnie thought, "She'd be dinner!"

"LOOK OUT!" Chica cried…right as Bonnie got nailed in the cheek by Bon-Bon, sending him to the ground.

"I'm tougher than I look," Bon-Bon smirked, dusting his hands off as the trapped spirit glared at him.

"You still hit like a girl!" Bonnie snarked, earning him a charge this time.

But Bonnie was ready for the little blue monster. He raised his feet and kicked, pushing upwards and sending Bon-Bon flying into Chichi and then into the wall.

"And I'm smarter than I look, sucker," he smirked, helping Chica to her feet.

Meanwhile, Foxy was fighting with every ounce of his spirit. His hooked hand slashed into the white fox's midsection, tearing her spotless fur and earning him a snarl. She retaliated by biting him and tearing off a big chunk of his own reddish fur. His hook went up and he swung wildly, hitting her somewhere but he didn't know where exactly. She shrieked and kicked him away, snarling. Foxy got shakily to his knees only to hear a dark roar behind him. He looked up and all he saw were gleaming white teeth that sank into his skull.

Foxy screamed, not the raspy metallic howl of the animatronics, but a human scream. A twelve year old boy's scream as he was being murdered to be exact.

Bonnie's head snapped up as he saw Foxy hit the ground.

"No!" he snarled, "Two friends too many fox!"

"Be careful!" Chica pleaded as Bonnie started forwards…only to get grabbed.

"Now that is quite enough," came a new voice as pressure applied itself on Bonnie's arm.

The former boy turned just in time for searing pain to erupt in his arm. He looked down just to see sparking wires jutting from where it had been.

Chica gave a high-pitched scream as Bonnie hit the ground, his vision dancing with static as he saw both Foxy and Freddy's limp forms before him…and then he shut down.

The only awake member of their little group looked at the brightly colored animatronics around her. Chica gave a tiny squeak and stood in front of her fallen friends, shaking violently but her wings held up in a defensive position. Vixen started forwards, her left eye exposed and pitch black, a scratch going down it from where Foxy's hook slashed it.

"Vixen," the newcomer who ripped Bonnie's arm off started, "That's quite enough. I don't believe she'll come after us…will you dear?"

Chica shook her head as she trembled, the new and shiny bear looked at her and then at the fallen. He turned to the others.

"Get them repaired," he ordered, "I'll want to talk to them later. And no fighting,"

"Yes sir," the three others grumbled, starting forwards and picking up the unconscious animatronics while Chica shook.

"What…what are you doing with them?" she stammered, turning her violet gaze on the other bear.

"I'm just making sure they're getting repaired. It won't be much, but it'll have to do until the crew gets to you," he reassured her, "You won't cause any trouble will you?"

She shook her head, a feather spiraling off as she did. The new bear picked it up off the ground and handed it to her.

"Good,"

"Who are you?" Chica asked, her violet eyes watching him carefully.

"I share the same name as your friend here," the bear started, "But, to keep us from all getting confused…you can call me Fred,"

And with that he walked off.

Chica wandered closer to the others, only to get warded off by the Toys' glares. The chicken sat down in the corner, rubbing her wings and trying to get the stiffness out of them while she smoothed down her feathers. Ostracized by her peers…that was new.

The Parts and Service room faded out, replaced with bright sunshine in front of a tall white building.

I hung onto the wrist of a tall, brunet haired boy…brother…as we looked at the building. The boy turned towards me.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine," he reassured me, "They'll love you. They always do,"

I nodded and held his hand as he led me in. As the day went on, he was right. I'd made so many friends.

"See? What I tell you? There's not going to be a person that doesn't like you!"

The scene shifted, the brunet-haired boy was being lifted high into the air by a man in a purple uniform. A blaze of silver and a spray of red and the boy crumpled to the ground. I screamed his name…

Chica jolted, holding her head in her wings. What was that?

I was in the warm place, playing a game with a little brunette haired girl my sister, watching her smile as the older woman Mama sat behind them, humming and sewing. The door burst open, blowing out the candles and sending chills through them. Mama stood up, upending her sewing materials as a lumbering form stormed in.

"Wha're y' starin' at, woman!" the shape snarled, striking out and sending Mama sprawling.

My sister…what was her name…? I have to remember…I died for her…I remembered her screaming…

The shape clarified into something…someone I never wanted to see again. My father…he spotted my sister and aimed the bottle in his hand…I raced forwards, I felt hot pain as something struck and slashed my forehead. Mama screamed…my sister cried…

She cried as the knife entered my heart…

Mike cried when I begged her to stay quiet…

Foxy woke up, his vision filled with static as he sat up, groaning in pain.

"Easy there, buddy," came Bonnie's voice as the rabbit's hand laid itself on his shoulder, "You look like a wreck,"

"So still better lookin' than ye Peter Cottontail," Foxy shot back, making Freddy give a soft chuckle from his left.

"Not funny Foxface," Bonnie muttered, lifting the blocked off portion of his arm and showing that it was gone, "I'm surprised they let us live…"

"Their leader said he wants to talk to us," Chica piped up, holding her arm, "I don't know about what,"

Foxy gave a soft sigh, pulling out the locket and opening it, letting the song pour forth. The other three stopped, staring at the pirate. Foxy sensed their stares and he jerked his head up, glaring at them as his ears flattened against his skull.

"What?" he growled.

"That song…" Freddy started slowly, "I…I've heard it before…"

"We all have," Foxy told him, "Me...me mama…sang it when I was a little lad,"

"What are you talkin' about?" Bonnie asked, "You were created…you didn't have a mother, none of us did…"

"We did!" Foxy snarled, standing up, "When I was alive, I did, we all did!"

He sank back to his knees as the others stared at him.

"We had families…I had a sister…we were all killed by a man in purple. Me sister escaped 'cause I died fer her," he whispered, oily tears streaming, "An' now we're stuck like this…an' none o' us remember,"

He felt a gentle pressure on his shoulder and Foxy looked up just to see Chica above him. The chicken embraced him, and then he saw the other two come and join her.

"We might not remember, Foxy," Freddy started, "But maybe one day…we will. And with your help, I know we will,"

"Yeah, you seem to remember the most out of all of us," Bonnie added, "You should be able to help us figure out our pasts as well,"

"Once I figure out me own, I will," Foxy grumbled, "I don't have much t' go on,"

The door opened and all four animatronics froze, staring at it as Bon-Bon came in.

"The boss wants to see you," he stated, looking right at Freddy, "Just you, Fazbear,"

Freddy stood, shooting the others a reassuring look.

"Everything's gonna be ok," he promised, "Don't worry,"

Foxy shuddered. That phrase was familiar…and he had a feeling that what happened after the speaker said that phrase wasn't good.

Foxy's starting to remember, music will do that (I'm a music major, I know the power of music...hence why I want to teach it). He'll be trying to help the others remember as well once he figures it all out. It'll be hit and miss with his memories and then theirs...we gotta keep the story going just a little, right?

The song and lyrics used is Ioreth's Song from Shadow of Mordor.

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.