The reaper crashed its scythe into the ground as Nick scurried away to safety just in time. The reaper went for another heavy swing and it crashed into a wall sending a few bricks flying. Nick then pulled out his taser and pointed it towards the reaper.

"STAY BACK!" yelled Nick as he thrust his weapon forward.

The reaper merely scoffed before raising its scythe and managed to crash it into Nick's shoe with the pointy side leaving Nick howling in pain.

The reaper proceeded to slam the head of the scythe onto Nick's torso sending him crashing onto the floor.

The reaper stomped a feet onto Nick's head.

"One does not destroy my friends, and gets away with it!" said the reaper in a ghastly tone as it made its scythe upside-down and faced the pointy side towards Nick's frightened face.

As fast as lightning, Nick quickly kicked the side of the reaper's leg making it fall successfully it and embedded his taser deep inside the reaper's torso.

The reaper immediately sprang up as thousands electric volts surged through him. The reaper then stopped struggling and plopped down onto the checkered tiled-floor as the volt slowly started to disappear, leaving a fire on the animatronic's body.

"SH*T!" yelled Nick as he tried various ways to put the fire out.

Suddenly, a reflection slowly showed up on the reaper's metal blade. The reflection assembles a man in purple, smiling, holding a machete while facing the night guard who is currently trying to put out the fire by blowing it like a birthday cake.

"Hello, Nick, care to play a game?" asked the man.

(The reaper's dream)

"Who's next?" asked a man in purple while spinning a machete inside his hand.

"PLEASE, SIR! WE DID NOTHING TO HARM YOU!" yelled a boy as he spread his arms wide to protect a girl and a boy who is behind him like a mother chicken defending its chick against an eagle.

"Why yes, you did something really bad to upset me, hurt me, anger me!" said the wicked man as he plunged his machete inside a girl's torso as she tried to make a run for it.

"NO, SARAH!" yelled a boy from behind.

"Please, sir, let us go!" said the boy in tears.

"Ah, I like the look of you crying, please, do it again." said the man as he carefully placed the dead girl down onto the ground.

"RUN!" yelled the boy as the remaining three survivors spread across the room like butter. One bashed the door repeatedly with his knuckles while yelling help.

The man, smiling, slowly walked towards the boy. He picked the boy up while strangling him.

"Oh dear, what's this? Trying to escape, why not stay here and enjoy?" asked the man as he slowly plunged his machete deep inside the boy's heart as the boy's mouth spurt blood out.

Just then, the three famous gang walked down from the show stage to the back room.

Suddenly, the locked door came unlocked and a young man came in.

"Okay, gang! Take a break be- WOAH!" yelled the young man as he caught sight of the bloody bodies and the wicked purple man.

"Ah, welcome to my party, I was wondering where I should invite an audience." said the man slowly while the young man tried to turn around and run.

As fast as lightning, the purple man dropped the dead boy and quickly locked the door after kicking the young man to his sides.

"Oh no, I'm afraid you cannot leave, young man!" said the purple man as he reached his hand out and grabbed a nearby plastic stool and pat on it, gesturing the young man to sit on it.

"No, no way, sicko!" protested the man and the purple man just smiled.

"I suggest you sit and end your offensive language towards me, young man!"

"No, you little cu-AHHH HAHA!" yelled the man as the purple man threw his machete and it sank inside his shoulder.

"Now behave will you?" said the purple man as he placed the young man onto the stool and slowly removed the machete inflicting more pain onto the young man.

He suddenly caught sight of the young man's badge, it read "DAYGUARD".

"Ah, what a lovely job, Is it? To think I took your position before!" said the purple man while eyeing his other two quivering victims.

"Let's begin shall we?" asked the purple man as he turned around and faced the two victims. Swiftly, he grabbed a girl's neck and threw it in front of the day guard.

"Please, don't kill her!" pleaded the day guard as the purple cackled loudly.

"Oh dear, I hear this every time! Save her, save him, save them, you can't!" said the wicked man as he sank his dangerous weapon inside the girl's torso twice before slicing the girl's head right off and positioned the girl's severed head towards the day guard.

Tons of blood spurt onto the day guard and some even entered his nose and mouth.

The day guard, stunned by his acts, remained silent as the purple man threw his last crying victim towards the day guard again.

"I must say, you are a little bit quiet now, let's fix that, I need some sounds other than blood spurting out." said the wicked man as he shoved his machete deep inside the day guard stomach and pulled it out quickly drawing blood.

"AARRRGGGHHHH!" yelled the day guard as he clenched his wound tightly.

"Ah, that's more like it!" said the wicked purple man as he pulled his machete out after stabbing the boy's chest three times.

The purple man is surprised as the boy is still breathing slowly.

"How'd you like to do the favor?" asked the purple man as he picked the protesting young man up and dropped him beside the young boy.

"Do it, let me be the audience, I got tired, you know?" asked the purple man as he dropped his machete right in front of the day guard face.

"Go on! Don't be shy!" said the purple man as he sat down onto the chair. Slowly, the day guard rose while clenching the bloody machete in his hands and facing the boy who surprisingly cracked a smile.

The purple man waited impatiently as the day guard slowly moved towards the bleeding boy. Once he raised the machete, the day guard quickly plunged the knife deep inside the purple man's chest.

"HOW DARE YOU!" yelled the purple man as he desperately try to pulled the weapon out but the day guard, using all his strength, kicked the knife making it sink right through the purple man as it fell down onto the floor with a loud clunk.

The day guard took no effort tazing the purple man before killing him by bashing the back of the purple man's head with his baton which broke.

The day guard smiled a quick smile and tumbled down onto the floor.

He looked up and see that the boy is still managing a smile. He nudged the boy before saying: "Hey, we'll be alright, okay? Don't be afraid, we can ma-" and the day guard died along with the young boy.

(END OF DREAM)

The reaper slowly activated its systems, it looked around and saw that it's in its playroom.

It still felt the searing pain in its chest and it bend down to look for its chest to see any burn marks. To it huge surprise, it has no chest anymore. It tried to scratch its head with its hands and bam, no hands.

Scared, the reaper tried to stand up but flopped over and it realized that it only has its head and a black, mangled, scrap that is still attached to its head and a few wires sticking out where its hands and legs were supposed to be.

The reaper try to say something and surprisingly, his voice box is okay, not a single scratch is on it.

"Where am I?" asked the reaper.

Suddenly, the reaper bounced up and fell down heavily onto the cold metal platform along with some boxes surrounding him.

One of the box's lid came unloose and fell down scattering spare parts and an instruction menu.

Curious, the reaper tried its best with its wires to tangle the instruction menu and slide it over to it. After a few failures, the reaper succeeded in sliding the instruction menu over to it.

The reaper flipped the page over with its wires and used its 'legs' to stop the pages from blowing over.

"INSTRUCTION MENU FOR REAPER. ONCE BUILT, SEND TO FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZERIA."

"Oh my, I'm being sent back to where I belong. I wonder what happened and how long was I out?" asked the reaper when suddenly it and along with the boxes slid to a wall in front of them and crashed to it.

"Oh my, I hope they aren't broken!" yelled a voice when suddenly the wall was opened from the middle and the reaper could see a junkyard through the window.

"Good! None of these are broken, if one scratch lands on these junk I will get lesser money, got it?" asked a man as he laid a finger on the reaper's head and raised it up from its chin with one finger.

"Good, you understand!" yelled the man as he threw the head to the back of the wall. A loud crash was heard when the reaper's head got a slight crack on the back of its head.

"Wait here while I go check something out!" yelled the man as he slammed the wall shut.

"That hurt you know, soon you shall know the true meaning of pain!" cursed the reaper angrily as it flailed its wires around and to his great surprise, the boxes reacted by shaking wildly.

The reaper soon had an idea of building itself and shook its wires again and the boxes finally fall down and many familiar parts of the reaper were visible.

Slowly, the reaper waved its 'left arm' and soon a few parts flew across the room and came attached with the wire and soon its arm was completely formed again. After managing to form its remaining arm and legs again, it tried waving the remaining wires inside its mangled chest and soon a red chest plate attached to the wires.

Slowly but carefully, the reaper rose from the ground it laid. It found its red, tattered, clothing and put it on. Lastly, it found its mask and put it on.

Surprisingly, the mask managed to function and soon the reaper was able to see more clearly. It tried to look for its scythe but all he managed to find was a few pieces of sharp metal.

"I'M BACK!" yelled the same booming voice as the wall opened and the man appeared in front of the reaper, smiling.

"Hey, how did'ya built yourself so fast?" asked the man.

The reaper didn't answer and quickly shoved a piece of sharp metal inside the man's belly as the man howled in pain.

As the man tumbled down to the floor, bleeding, it caught sight of its scythe which was labeled as a back scratcher.

The reaper walked out of the room and grabbed the scythe which was resting by the steering wheel and headed back to the bleeding man.

"I'm surprised that you have yet to find an answer for my acts yet." said the reaper as it circled the frightened reaper.

"Please let me go!" yelled the man as the reaper grabbed the man by his chin.

"Interesting, observe your mistakes first." said the reaper as it flung the man to the back of the room.

"I am the reaper. I do not tolerate mistakes to go unnoticed while it can spread! Remember my name." said the reaper as it unsheathed its scythe.

"It's me!" said the reaper silently as it hooked the man's head and ripped it off its body leaving blood spurting everywhere. It grabbed the head and dropped it to the ground before stomping onto it, breaking the skull while leaving only a severed eyeball.