The longest chapter yet! And probably the most intense one too

4000+ words in this chapter so be honor when you read this

my fingers were about to fall off... and I had to use my toes...

By the way, I finally figure out how to put a link of a picture of Foxy I was talking about. Just remove the ' and sorry about that... It's the only way

p'i'n'k'i'e'.'p'o'n'y'c'h'a'n'.'n'e't'/'c'h'a'n'/'f'i'l'e's'/'s'r'c'/'1'4'0'9'5'9'2'9'9'5'8'0'.'p'n'g'

I was listening to the song Gong by Sigur Rós when I wrote this one down and the feels I tell ya. The song suited this chapter

You can listen the song if you want to and fun fact: the song Gong doesn't have any lyrics. It was sung entirely in a made-up language 'Vonlenska' or Hopelandic

Read with honor my dear readers! Because in this chapter...

'Von' took its shine, like a 'Glowing Sun'

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Chapter 12
Glósóli

The color red had filled the sky, giving some lights at the area and illuminating the clouds.

It was sunrise.

The sun was rising from the distant as it slowly rose to the sky.

But it wasn't the only thing that had risen.

A certain color of red had risen from the distant, at the same angle where the sun was rising.

It was Foxy.

The pirate fox was rising from the distant as he slowly but swiftly rose to his feet.

Foxy's back was facing them. He was brushing away the dust and dirt on his right arm using his left gloved hand. From the way he did it, it was like there was nothing had happened to him before. He acted so casual as if like he didn't get beaten up earlier.

His blue jeans were now a bit shredded and ragged, revealing his crimson fur on his legs. His fur was now a bit dirtier than before. A part of the fur on his left shoulder and his left arm were torn, revealing a shiny metallic arm.

Upon noticing the metallic arm, Chimera, Bills and Drago now knew why their fists or anything were aching in pain. They were literally hit something hard as metal.

Foxy then slowly turned around on his heel and faced the crowd. The fur on his face was a bit dirty by the dirt but overall he had no single scratch on his face. Even the eyepatch was still present above his right golden eye.

Then, Chimera, Bills and Drago noticed something shocking for them. This whole time they weren't seeing a lifeless expression on the pirate fox's face. It was his neutral expression; the one he had wore the whole time since he first appeared on the battlefield. That aggravated them and made their blood boiled.

Suddenly, Foxy reached up to his eyepatch using his left gloved hand. Very slowly, he flipped the black eyepatch over his right eye. His hand was large enough to cover both of his eyes as he flipped his eyepatch. Once he lowered down his hand, his right eye was now covered by his eyepatch. His regular gaze was now changed into a piercing glare.

That was when everyone realized how bright his golden eye was. It was almost as bright as the sun itself.

Suddenly, Foxy started to approach the three Creations in a slow pace. His single left golden eye was glaring dagger at them. His gloved fist was tightly clenched and his right hook was readied. His purple cloth sailed by the wind that blew.

He slowly approached them, as the sun slowly rose behind him.

The sun shone brighter as it rose higher into the sky, and Foxy's pace became quicker as he approached them.

The full circle of the sun had finally shown from the horizon. That was when the fangs on Foxy's face started to shown. A deep growl started to form in his throat as his pace quickened.

The sky had morphed from crimson red to near blue. That was when a loud roar was formed in Foxy's throat and his quick pace had transformed into a blinding speed.

This was the rising sun. This was his turn to fight.

Before they even know it, Foxy was already in front of Bills' face. The werewolf was shock at his blinding speed and was about to reach for his dual swords. But he was too late as a gloved fist collided with his jaw. He could've sworn he heard something broken when he received the uppercut.

The hit knocked the werewolf off from his feet but he didn't get very far. Because Foxy had grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to slam his furry right elbow into the werewolf's face. A crunch was clearly heard when it happened.

Bills flew back and dropped to the ground as Chimera dashed toward Foxy from behind. She raised her fist and swung into the back of his head. Foxy tilted his head to the side and amazingly dodged her attack, shocking her. The pirate fox then spun and slammed the back of his fist onto the side of her face.

She stumbled to the side by the force and suddenly Foxy knocked her off from her feet. Chimera sense a déjà vu, making her smirked. She was about to bury her palms into the dirt when suddenly a fist slammed into her abdomen in a blinding speed, making her breath lost to the air. Chimera's whole body slammed into the dirt ground, creating a small hole caused by the impact.

As her body fell to the ground, Foxy quickly did a 180 and collide his fist with Drago's. Small bits of dirt jumped into the air caused by the force they created. Drago's eyes were widened in surprise. His sneak attack was a failure.

The golden dragon retracted back his fist and pulled back his foot. But before he could swing his foot forward he felt a cut on his shin, causing him to grunt in pain. He dropped to one knee by the pain and inspected his wounded shin.

It was cut; a decent size one. Blood was oozing from the cut, wetting his golden scale and dripped onto the dirt ground. He hissed and looked up to glare at the pirate fox.

He had a brief moment to watch Foxy rushed toward him before the pirate fox gave him a sidekick to his face.

Foxy landed back on the ground at the same time Drago fell to the ground with a heavy 'thump'. His hook was bloodied when he sliced the golden dragon's scale.

He stood back up, gazing straight in front of him, as his enemies lay on the dirt ground behind him, all groaned in pain.

Freddy and the others stared in shock and bafflement. Everyone was speechless. They had never seen Foxy like this. They had never knew that Foxy was this skillful. Hope now began to bubble up inside them.

Suddenly, Bills grunted as he began to stand up. Blood was running out from his nose and the side of his lips. The right side of his jaw and his nose were broken by the hits he received from Foxy. His eyes were burning with furious anger.

Chimera was the next one to get up. She was holding her abdomen as she stood up, grunting in pain during the process. The bruise on her left cheek was very visible. She had one eye closed but she was death-glaring at the pirate fox.

Drago was the last one to stand up but he was the swift one. He held the side of his face, where Foxy had struck him earlier. He stood on both of his legs; the cut on his shin didn't slow him down. He lowered down his hand and glared at Foxy with burning anger.

The pirate fox turned around and matched back their glare with his left golden eye. The eyepatch was still covering his right eye.

The three Creations clenched their fists tightly. This pirate fox had easily defeated them without breaking a sweat. He even did it with style. It was like a child's play for him.

Then, they smirked.

They are Creations; they had special abilities. The pirate fox may have beaten them in a physical fight. But if they use their Creation abilities, and attack him all at once, Foxy wouldn't stand a change.

Chimera, Bills and Drago then rushed to their positions. Now, they had completely surrounded the pirate fox. Foxy looked around, eyeing each one of them as they took their battle stances.

Bills removed his dual swords from their scabbards that strapped on his back. He spun his dual swords in his hands before he dropped to his battle stance. The swords then suddenly glowed like they were heated with high temperature.

Chimera transformed her right hand into an axe while her left hand into a mace. She spun her mace above her head before she crouched into a battle stance. Her axe was at her side while her mace hung in front of her.

Drago was in his battle stance. Both of his claws had some sort of balls of fire gathered at them. The balls of fire glowed brightly as they burned his fingers but he doesn't look like he was in pain. In fact he was smirking.

Foxy noted their Creation abilities, but he was barely reacted to them; he only blinked. Then, he posed into his own battle stance as he stared ahead. His left leg forward, right leg at the back, his gloved fist at the front, his hook at his side.

Nobody made a move. No muscles were moving. Wind was blowing, making the certain purple cloth billowed by the wind.

A building in the distant collapsed to the ground…

Chimera disappeared from her spot.

Using her teleporting ability she stole, she reappeared right beside Foxy. Her axe and mace were readied at her left side. She shouted a battle cry as she swung her axe at the instant she reappeared beside him.

But during the time when Chimera had teleported next to Foxy she noticed something baffling.

Foxy was already looking at her direction.

'How did he know that I'll be here?'

Foxy ducked down in time, avoiding the upcoming surprise attack from Chimera. She then swung her mace at the pirate fox but he grabbed her forearm at mid-swing, stopping her attack. Foxy then spun, still holding her forearm, and jabbed his right elbow to the other side of her face.

While the fighting between Foxy and Chimera occurred, Bills dashed toward them with his dual swords at his sides. Both of the swords were glowing red because of his ability to slice anything. Chimera was already flown out of view when Bills had finally reached his target.

During his approach, Bills switching his grip on his left sword to hold it reverse. He pulled both of his swords to his left side as he roared his battle cry. Both of his swords were glowing red as he swung them.

Foxy ducked to dodge the incoming swords as he turned around to face the werewolf. Suddenly, with a blinding speed he disappeared from Bills' sight. The only clue that he once there was the trail of dust.

Then, Bills felt something pressed onto his back. He looked behind and stared with shock and confusion.

Foxy was pressing his back against Bills'. His fist and hook were at his sides. Bills couldn't see his face because he was facing away from the werewolf.

In a quick motion, Bills turned around and swung his swords at the pirate fox, only to find him missing again. And then, Foxy reappeared behind him, pressing his back against Bill's yet again.

Bills had been turning around and swinging his swords like a madman, but Foxy kept dodging, disappearing and then pressed his back against Bills' every time.

Bills had once reverse-held his swords to strike the pirate fox more precisely. But Foxy was quicker and disappeared before the swords could even touch him. Bills only managed to cut his own back, causing him to hiss in pain.

And once again, Foxy reappeared and pressed his back onto Bills'. This made Bills furious and gritted his teeth.

'He's mocking me!'

Suddenly, when Bills was about to swing again, Foxy raised his arm and struck the werewolf with his elbow. Bills' head threw to the side when he received the elbow. Then his head threw to the opposite side when Foxy's other elbow struck.

Foxy hit him with his right elbow, and then his left elbow, and then right, then left, right, left. Finally he stopped, making Bills stumbled forward in daze, away from Foxy. Both of his temples were bleeding as he felt like his head was spinning.

Chimera was on her hands and knees, panting as her head hung. Then, she punched the ground, frustrated. How could a living object, let alone a living object who was not a Creation, can beat her with ease? He even had beaten her and her colleagues with style.

Clenching her fist, she began to stand up as she planted her foot onto the ground. She shriek in anger as she was about to sprint toward Foxy, when suddenly Bills flew into her view in a high velocity. She didn't have time to dodge and both of them lay back on the ground on top of each other.

Drago on the other hand, had been charging his fireballs in his claws. He put as much power in them and waited for the right moment. Bills and Chimera had fought with Foxy earlier and Drago couldn't risk his colleagues. Now that Foxy was all alone, it was his opportunity to strike.

He pulled back his right hand and swung it forward with a loud deep roar. The swirling red fireball shot out from his claws and headed straight for Foxy's head. Foxy's right side, what Drago expected to be his blind spot because his closed right eye, was facing him. Drago thought that the pirate fox would see this one coming.

But Foxy dodged it just by tilting his head upward. The fireball shot passed his head and landed meters away from him. An explosion was occurred when the fireball touched the ground and created a large crater that was inches away from Foxy's foot.

Drago's eyes were widened in surprise. The pirate fox had dodged his attack. But it doesn't matter, because Drago still had one fireball ready. This time, he won't miss.

He pulled back his left hand all the way back behind him. But before he could thrust it forward, Foxy had disappeared and Drago felt a sudden pain on his leg. He yelled in pain and looked down to inspect what caused it.

Foxy was climbing Drago via said leg using his hook, and he was climbing fast. Each climb caused a deep wound on Drago's scale by Foxy's hook.

Drago raised his unoccupied right hand and struck at where Foxy was at. He immediately regretted it when Foxy dodged away and hit his own abdomen instead. He doubled over and groaned in pain, leaving his wide open for Foxy.

Foxy planted his hook on Drago's shoulder and pulled himself up, quickly slammed his gloved fist to the golden dragon's jaw. Drago's head threw back when he received the uppercut and his fireball got extinguished from existence. All the buildup he spent on the fireball was all for nothing.

The hook was still attached onto Drago's shoulder. He pulled himself up again and crashed his knee to the same spot as last time. Blood spewed into the air and Drago lost his footing. Foxy stood on his chest, spreading his arms out for balance as the golden dragon fell backward and onto the hard ground.

The fall created a heavy 'thud' as dust flew into the air. Drago was heavily breathing as Foxy stepped off from him and walked away from the golden dragon like it was nothing.

But before Foxy could get any further, a loud roar was heard that filled with huge amount of rage and anger in it. Bills were directly charging at Foxy with such high speed. Blood were running down from his mouth and his eyes were red in rage. His swords were now glowed even brighter than ever.

Foxy stopped in his tracks as Bills kept approaching. The werewolf roared and swung his left sword directly for the pirate fox's head. Foxy didn't dodge or roll away from the strike.

…Because he blocked it with his hook.

Bills gasped in utter shock as his eyes were widened. Foxy had just blocked his attack with his hook. And his hook wasn't even cut from the blow. The hook was completely fine; not a single dent on it.

Bills swung his other sword toward Foxy's left arm, directly where the metal arm exposed. This time, however, Foxy didn't even make a move to block it. Because when the sword touched his arm, it ended with a loud 'clank'.

The sword didn't even pass through the metal arm. There was no single cut on the said arm from the blow.

"HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO STOP MY ATTACKS!?" Bills bellowed toward Foxy's neutral face. "I AM 'SLICE' FOR MY ABILITY TO SLICE ANYTHING!" then Bills noticed something about his dual swords.

None of his swords were glowing red. Both of them looked like an ordinary swords. He tried to move his power to his swords but it felt like he didn't have any power at all. It felt like he didn't have his ability to slice. This confused Bills as he kept staring at his swords.

'How?'

Then, Bills suddenly realized, as he slowly looked up to Foxy's piercing glare, he was wide open for Foxy.

Before he could even react, Foxy smashed his fist directly onto Bills' face. The werewolf stumbled back, away from the pirate fox but Foxy wasn't finish. He stepped forward and smashed his fist onto the same spot again, much harder this time. Bills took another step back while Foxy stepped forward and smashed his fist on the same spot yet again. The final strike caused Bills to fall straight to the ground.

At the same instant Bills hit the ground, Foxy grabbed one of his sword and quickly spun around to throw it directly at Drago's readied hand. The sword went deep into his palm, cutting off the fireball he had gathered. He yelled in pain as he held his injured arm. He scowled at Foxy, but suddenly it was replaced by a smirk.

Chimera was creeping up behind him without him noticing. She had transformed her right hand into a sword as she silently approached the unaware Foxy. When she was close enough, she smirked and swung her sword directly at his neck.

But nothing happened.

Both Chimera and Drago gasped in shock. Chimera looked down at her right hand in confusion. It was her right hand and not her sword. Since when she transformed it back?

No matter. She transformed her left hand into a giant axe and swung it at Foxy. This time she yelled her battle cry.

But nothing happened yet again.

Her eyes were wide with shock. She gazed at her left hand. It was not her axe but her left hand. She did not transform her axe back to her hand!

She looked up at Foxy. His back was still facing her. He acknowledged her presence but he ignored her. This made Chimera furious and gritted her teeth. She transformed her hands into a mace and giant sword. She swung them angrily at the pirate fox, but just like last, nothing happened.

She glared at her hands, angry with them on why they suddenly transformed back into hands. Foxy then turned around and finally faced Chimera. He had the dark expression on his face and the glare was present.

When he took a step forward, Chimera took a step backward. She stared at him with fear. But suddenly she growled menacingly and took a huge jump backward when Foxy took another step.

Chimera roared in anger as she finally used both of her hands to transform them into a gun; a minigun to be more specific.

"HOW IS THIS HAPPENING!?" She pointed them directly at the approaching Foxy as the weapon began to rev up. This was her last chance. "YOU'RE GOING TO DIE NO MATTER WHAT, BASTARD!"

Finally it fired.

Her gun made a rapid fire sound as the infinite bullets shot out from the six barrels. Chimera bared her fangs as the muzzle flash illuminated her eyes. They were filled with such rage. Suddenly, the rage quickly got replaced by fear.

Foxy was still advancing without faltering. He doesn't pause in his steps. He didn't even flinch from the rapid bullets that were hitting him.

No…

The bullets didn't hit him, at all.

Chimera was frozen in her spot as she still fired her gun, too scared to even move. Foxy was still getting closer as his piercing glare was locked with her scared eyes. He was now at point blank range of the minigun but the bullets didn't hit him.

'How?'

Foxy then grabbed her face, making the minigun disappeared, and slammed her head onto the ground. A large hole was made from the impact, but Foxy wasn't finish.

Baring his fangs, he grabbed one of her ankle and started to swing her around. She hit the ground hard but suddenly flew back into the air and landed somewhere else hard. But then she flew again in the air and slammed onto the ground somewhere else.

This had been going for a while as Foxy gripped her ankle and swung her around like a madman. Her bones were broken by the massive impacts, her skull was fractured and her pupils were gone. Her body was now, lifeless.

Foxy then used her to distract Drago as he threw Chimera directly at Drago's face. The fireball in his hand suddenly disappeared as Drago busied himself with Chimera.

That was when Bills came in. He was heavily breathing as blood oozing from his left eye. With the remaining sword in his hand he rushed toward Foxy and raised his glowing red sword.

The pirate fox noticed his approached. He sidestepped when Bills swung his sword down. Before the werewolf could get away, Foxy suddenly grabbed his snout and climbed onto his shoulders. This made Bills stumbled a bit but quickly roared in utter agony.

Foxy had buried his hook deep at the underside of Bills head. With a loud roar he pulled his hook upward. Bills screamed in agony as he tried to get Foxy off of him.

With a final roar, Foxy pulled his hook even harder and ripped Bills head off from his neck. The scream of agony had instantly died.

He then jumped down onto ground and dropped the head. The dead body was still standing. He tugged the corpse with his hook and Bills' body dropped onto the ground right next to the head. The corpse and the head then changed back to iron.

Foxy then turned his attention to the golden dragon. Drago had managed to gather large amount of energy to his fireball in his left hand. The stuck sword had been pulled out. He smirked at Foxy before he pointed his fireball at him and fired.

The fireball squarely hit Foxy without missing, engulfing him. Drago laughed uproariously as an explosion occurred. He threw his head up in triumph and relief.

"Finally," he murmured into the air with his eyes closed. God, it took a lot of power to destroy that animatronic pirate fox. Now, he was finally at peace.

But his peace suddenly got broken when he heard footsteps approaching. He snapped his eyes opened and looked forward. His eyes were wide in shock and horror.

Foxy was slowly advancing toward him. He was totally unharmed from the blast. It was as if he didn't even get hit by the fireball at all.

But the rubbles were there as prove and even the crater was a large proves enough.

So how could this pirate fox still be alive?

Drago subconsciously took a step back in fear as the piercing golden eye glared into his soul. But Drago steeled himself and put his claws together. His opened claws were pointing directly at Foxy as a huge fireball started to gather.

Drago fired as soon as he finished and he was sure that his blast was finally hit Foxy. The blast created an even bigger explosion and a large cloud in the form of a mushroom was formed, and the crater was deeper.

But from the middle of the crater, Foxy was still advancing, completely unharmed. He had no scorch marks, no scratches, no burns, nothing. He was completely unharmed.

"HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE!?" Drago bellowed. "YOU WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BLASTED BLAST!" Drago was furious and confused and scared and lost. How… just, how did the pirate fox survive his attack?

Roaring in anger, Drago dropped to all four and lowered down his head close to the ground. He opened his mouth wide. In the middle of his mouth, between the jaw, a small fireball began to form. Instead of swirling red in color, this one was electric blue.

Suddenly, the small fireball enlarged and filled his entire mouth. With a loud roar, Drago shot out a stream of huge electric blue inferno directly toward Foxy. The flame was fifteen meters wide and twenty meters high. It completely engulfed him but Drago didn't stop, he wasn't satisfied. The stream of fire endlessly kept going out from his mouth.

Until something closed his mouth shut.

Drago stared in horror and fear as Foxy clamped his mouth shut with his gloved hand, towering above him. He was still unharmed.

'How?'

Drago stared at the demon that towered over him. The demon took the shape of a fox and had one golden eye that stared into his soul. He had never been this scared in his life. He will be haunted for the rest of his life and through his afterlife.

'What kind of creature is this 'Foxy the Pirate Fox?'

That was the last thing he thought before he was slit at the throat.

The body immediately dropped onto the ground with a heavy 'thud'. Blood was all over the place as Drago's body began to change back to gold.

Freddy and the others had the urge to throw up. BB was hidden from the view, from the gory view. They had never witness such bloody, gory battle. They were speechless and shocked and horrified. But on the inside they were cheering for Foxy.

The pirate fox sighed as he closed his eyes and tilted his head upward. The wind blew, making his purple cloth billowed by the wind and his fur like a field of grass. He flipped his eyepatch, uncovering his right eye and gazed up at the blue sky with both of his golden eyes.

Peace was finally here.

Suddenly, everyone got interrupted by an… applause?

Foxy's eyes darted around, searching for the source of the applause. His eyes trailed to the top of the pyramid.

His golden eyes were wide in shock… and in anger. A low growl was appeared from his throat and his fist and hook were shaking in utter anger.

Then, he roared furiously.