ACK! Writer's Block! God damn it...

For the first time!

I never had any Writer's Block before in my life...

And now it hit me hard!

I need your motivation! Your love! your Babe!

Put away that thing you're holding...

Anyway!

So number 5 is no more, and it's time for me to plant the claymore

This chapter doesn't explain anything BTW... WB pinned me down hard, and that was just round one. I'm having a huge amount of difficulty on continuing chapter 7...

Of course, I already got 1000+ words on C7, but most of them were gibberish. Because I lay my head on the keyboard the whole time, my mind was blocked by that WB bastard...

(Kittens distraction aside...)

Yeah...

Enjoy Reading And Review If You Feel Like It!

Chapter 6
The Scars

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria had to be close down in the morning. Everyone wasn't very happy about it. Even the animatronics whined as the children did the same outside the pizzeria.

When Mr. Fazbear first entered the pizzeria, he screamed in surprise and shock when he saw a lion statue lying on one of the table with a broad sword through its chest.

Just by the amount of dry blood and the amount of bandages used on the lion, Mr. Fazbear knew that something serious had happened. So he had to close down the pizzeria. It was a hard thing to do and broke his heart at the thought of sad children and animatronics. But he had to do it.

Mr. Fazbear noticed that Jeremy had an utter confused look on his face. Luckily, Mr. Fazbear knew about the Creations and all, because the young security guard asked about it. So Mr. Fazbear wasted about one hour to explain about Living Objects and Creations.

Not everyone was in the same room with them. Marionette, BB and the Old animatronics were missing.

"Okay…" Mr. Fazbear took a breather after he lost his breathing for explaining to Jeremy. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak. "…let me take a breather again," and again the man took a breather as he doubled over and took deep breaths.

"Just take your time, boss," Goldie said patiently as Jeremy sat with wide eyes after the long explanation. "We still have time, and Toy Bonnie, please remove yourself from the window. You're looking pathetic"

The said bunny whined as she kept on pressing herself onto the window to gaze at the sad children outside. Her feelings mirrored their expressions.

"Alright," Mr. Fazbear muttered, finally gained his breathing and stood straight. "Let me grab a seat," the man stated and grabbed a chair to sit down. Mr. Fazbear then turned his attention to the Seer.

"Alright there, little mouse," he said toward the mouse puppet. "Can you explain to me from the start?" he put his hands together and leaned forward. The Seer mouse puppet nodded.

"First of all, I am Mikey the Puppet mouse. I go by the title, 'Seer' for my ability to see others' ability. I came to see Timer and Puppet Master ordered by Shelby the Toy Cobra, the 'Great Sense', to warn them about a threat that is rising," then Mikey looked down before he continue.

"Unfortunately the threat had already risen. And Leon the Lion Statue there," Mikey gestured toward the lion statue on the broken table. "He is one of the first of the many to face the enemy," he said with sadness in his tone.

Mr. Fazbear stared at the lion statue. He then asked the mouse puppet.

"Is he a Creation?"

"Yes; he… went by the title, 'Roar' for his thunderous roar," the little Creation then sighed sadly. "Leon was a good guy, and he was very kind. He warmly welcomed me when we first met and had a great wisdom. He also had a great sense of humor," the small mouse puppet looked up at the lion statue. "Although I only met him for a day, he was a great friend to have"

Mr. Fazbear kept his gaze on the muscular Creation. The lion was massive and very muscular, that was one thing Mr. Fazbear had to say. The Creation could be nearly seven feet tall if he stood straight.

Just by the look of him, Mr. Fazbear could tell that it would take huge amount of force and energy to take down the statue, and combining that with his thunderous roar it would be much harder.

His gaze then changed to the broad sword that lay beside its owner.

The broad sword was as huge as Leon the Lion Statue himself. It was nine feet long, from tip to tip, and the weight was incredibly heavy. Mr. Fazbear wondered how Leon could manage to swing the sword easily with one hand.

"Who did this to him?" he asked. The mouse puppet pursed his lips before he answered the question. Goldie and the others leaned in to know who the killer was earlier. Mikey opened his mouth to answer.

"Using my Seer power, the tiger-cat creature that attacked Leon earlier was Chimera the Failed Human Experiment," Mikey answered, earning some gasp of shock. The mouse puppet nodded, knowing how shocking it was that a human experiment came to life. That was actually the reason he froze when Chimera attacked earlier.

"Is she a Creation?" Goldie asked. He noticed the speed she used and it wasn't any speed any normal living thing could have. She even managed to dodge Marionette's wires and Goldie's teleportation skill.

"Yes," Mikey confirmed their suspicion. "She goes by the title, 'Soul'," the mouse puppet dramatically paused. "She has the ability to steal others' ability upon killing them," the group then gasped again.

"Which mean now she has Leon's thunderous roar?" Mangle decided to question. The mouse puppet nodded sadly. But Mikey wasn't finish.

"Apparently Leon's roar wasn't the only ability she has," Mikey stated. Everyone turned sharply toward him in shock. "She has Serpent the Wood Carved Anaconda ability to teleport. Chimera also had Chief the Bronze King Cheetah ability of extreme speed. She also had Michael the Human Statue ability to change his body into weapons and Dice the Plastic Mole to see others' ability by touching"

Everyone was incredibly tensed and they couldn't even breathe.

"Chimera the Failed Human Experiment is now one of the strongest Creations. She's probably even stronger than Goldie and Marionette. And she'll be twice as strong if she killed another victim"

Goldie was pacing, sweating heavily. Freddy was comforting an incredibly panicked TC while TB sat still, shocked to the core. Mr. Fazbear was frozen. This was so much to take. Suddenly, Mr. Fazbear noticed something.

"Why did she kill Leon in the first place?"

"Leon said that she came to ask him if he would like to join forces with them. When he said no, she went after him to kill him," Mikey answered. Mr. Fazbear still got a question.

"Why didn't she kill you all?" that sounded so wrong. "I mean, trying to kill her was already enough proof that even we don't want to join her"

"Chimera is probably a type of person who follows orders. I guess whoever ordered her to talk with Leon and the others told her to kill them if they declined the offer and only them. We weren't with Leon so we aren't part of the orders"

Mr. Fazbear nodded in understanding. Then he noticed something again.

"Hey, guys, where's Marionette?" the pizzeria owner said as he looked around in search for the Puppet Master. The Old animatronics said they were going to have a rest along with BB while Marionette left without a word. The Timer sheepishly scratched the back of his neck as he hesitant to say.

"Oh, uh… about him," Goldie nervously started. "He… had a fear toward Chimera," he said. Mr. Fazbear raised an eyebrow at that statement.

"Is she really that ugly?" the boss asked, causing everyone to laugh nervously.

"She isn't really ugly, as the matter of fact," TC said.

Everyone knew that Chimera was… naked and how her… features were left imprinted on everyone's mind and how… large they were and how… bouncy they were when she moved and how she… used them to rub herself against Marionette.

Let's just say that Toy Chica was way below the level Chimera at.

"Let's just say that she did something… horrible," Eddy carefully picked up the correct word. "…towards Marionette"

Upon saying his name Marionette burst into the room. He was heavily sweating and his face was as white as his mask. He was heavily panting as he wobbly approached the others and dropped onto the ground.

"She keeps haunting my mind," Marionette panted. "I think she just raped me inside the present box in my dream"

Marionette was now petrified of Chimera after how she touched him earlier that day. The places where her paws had touched were burning, especially his back because that was where her… features had touched.

After she had left, Marionette immediately washed himself and even demanded the others to scrub him with a cheese grinder to make the burning disappear. He even wanted to be put in the dish washer if it was big enough.

He was just petrified of that tiger-cat creature and she had permanently imprinted in his mind. The poor Puppet Master was scarred for life.

"Well, now you know how scared he is," Goldie whispered into Mr. Fazbear's ear. Mr. Fazbear was just blinked.

Meanwhile, somewhere around the Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, a certain boy animatronic wandered around the pizzeria. He couldn't rest because of the gruesome scene earlier, so he went out from the Game Room, balloons still in his grasp.

BB was walking aimlessly when his eyes trailed to this one particular room. The room was placed at the far top left corner of the pizzeria. The boy animatronic beamed and made a beeline toward the door.

He had some difficulty on opening the door but he managed it. Inside the room was dark and gloomy, but that doesn't stop BB from entering further. Luckily his eyes can give out lights so it was easy for him to look around. He went deeper into the dark room and finally found the target he was looking for. He beamed widely.

"Grandpa Foxy!" BB shouted gleefully when he caught the sight of a certain red pirate fox. He was leaning against the wall, slumping on the ground. He had his right leg propped up and rested his hook on his knee. But his ears perked up at the shout of his name.

Foxy doesn't need to look up to see who was disturbing his slumber. Only BB ever called him 'Grandpa Foxy' since he was, after all, the oldest among others while BB was the youngest. Inwardly, he chuckled at the name he received from the boy.

He looked up, making some of the gears in his body turned, and gave the boy animatronic a small smile. It was rare to see the pirate fox smile, these days. But BB received few of them. Currently, out of everyone BB was the closest to Foxy.

"C'mere, lad," he said in a small voice. BB scrambled to his side, the left side, and sat down. Foxy gently patted the boy's head, minding the helicopter propeller on his hat. "Wha' brings ye to com' an' visi' ol' Foxy?" the pirate fox gently asked.

BB sighed and looked down on the ground.

"I couldn't sleep, Grandpa Foxy," BB said. Foxy slowly turned his head and looked down at the boy animatronic beside him.

"Wha' be matta'?" he questioned. The boy usually doesn't have any difficulty in sleeping. When Foxy heard that BB couldn't sleep, he knew something was up.

"There was this Creation came earlier, all beaten up and scars filled his body," BB explained. "We treated his wounds but then there was this other female Creation and instantly killed him," BB huddled into a small ball.

"The lion statue was powerless against the female Creation. Uncle Goldie and Mr. Marionette tried to stop her but she was just too powerful. I feel so weak when I watched them as I hid myself behind Miss Mangle. I feel so powerless just by watching," the boy animatronics were on the verge of tears.

There was silence between the balloon boy and the pirate fox as Foxy stared down at BB. The pirate fox then carefully placed his brown gloved hand onto the boy's small shoulder. BB looked up onto Foxy's face.

"Lad, wha' be ye wan' to do?" Foxy asked in a small voice.

"I want to protect my family," BB answered without hesitation. Foxy gave the boy animatronic a small smile.

"Then protec' yer family. Wha' be holdn' ye back? Ther' is nothing holdn' ye back, lad. All ye need ta do is ta pu' up yer courage an' protect yer family," Foxy said with a small smile. He then looked around as if he was looking for someone and flipped up his eyepatch.

"I tell ye ol' Foxy's little secre'," Foxy whispered. "When ol' Foxy was first created, I was as scare' as ye, lad," BB's eyes were widened in surprise.

"No way," he said in disbelief. Foxy nodded his head.

"Aye, lad. Ol' Foxy was as scare' as landlubbers tha' walke' the planks"

"Then what make you the great Foxy the Pirate Fox, Grandpa Foxy?" BB asked, tilting his head to the side in confusion. Foxy stared into the space in front of him, thinking.

"Ol' Foxy was mindin' me own business," Foxy started his story. "When Mr. Fazbear and Mr. Fazbear's fatha' go' kidnappe' by Blackbeard!" Foxy exclaimed, earning a shocked gasp from BB.

"Ol' Foxy was scared tha' day. Bu' fer teh sake o' me friends, I hav' ta save them. I gathere' me courage an' face Blackbeard himself. Ol' Foxy fought wi' braveness and courage. Eventually victory was on me side an' made him walked teh plank," Foxy then turned his attention toward the boy animatronic beside him.

"Lad, let ol' Foxy tell ye sumthin'. Aye, ye be weak if ye fight fer yerself. But ye be strong if ye fight fer yer family," Foxy said toward the surprised boy animatronic. "One day, if ye fight fer yer family, ye be as strong as ol' Foxy"

"Really?" BB asked as his eyes widened in surprise. Foxy nodded in affirmation, and BB beamed widely. "Alright, I will fight for my family and I will be as strong as you, Grandpa Foxy. Just you wait," BB stood up as Foxy's smile widened a little.

"Made ol Foxy proud, lad," Foxy stated as BB made his way to the exit. BB then stopped and turned back toward the pirate fox.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Here!" BB gave the pirate fox a balloon. "Thank you so much, Grandpa Foxy. Bye-bye!" he rushed out from the Parts and Service room.

Foxy sighed at the boy's behavior but with a small smile on his face. He then stared up to the balloon floating above him as he held the string in his left hand.

Even through the darkness of the room he could tell that color of the balloon was violet in color. The violet color was very similar to the color of the Purple M-

The balloon suddenly burst.

…

What just happened?

Was his glare too sharp?

He then looked down and noticed that his hook had a streak of violet color on them. He actually struck the balloon with his hook. Foxy then went back to his previous position and went into his forever slumber.

But before he went to rest, he growled menacingly under his breath.