Bc this story only has like 2 or 3 chapters left, I might just focus on getting it finished. That way it takes pressure off me & I can try & update my other stories. I don't know though.

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Chapter 18
Night 5: Ross & Brad VS Freddy

The halfway point. 3 a.m. The fifth and final night seemed like it was going good for the three remaining boys.

Ashton had stayed put in the security office like Brad had told him too. All he did was check the camera's, not very often, and check his door lights. Even though it was making the power go down by a whole lot. For some reason their power was definitely going down quicker than the previous nights. They were on 41%. And it's 3:15 a.m.

That is not good on any level what so ever.

So far, Ashton had, had Foxy trying to get into his room about three times, but luckily he shut the door in time. The last time Foxy tried to get into the room, Ashton almost never shut the door in time but luckily he did. As for Bonnie, he'd only been at the door once. He seemed the least active tonight, almost to the point where Ashton had forgotten about him until he looked at the camera's and saw him in a different room.

He turned on the camera's again and checked the Show Stage, seeing Chica had disappeared. Chica? Luke? Ashton doesn't know what to call it any more. It had been off the stage for a while now, but Ashton didn't dare find where he or she was. He couldn't look at it the same any more.

Ashton just hoped that Ross and Brad were doing okay with Freddy.

"How much longer are we going to hide here for?" Brad asked, whispering.

The pair were in the small opening to the Restrooms, and they weren't even doing anything but sit there. Brad didn't think what they were doing was safe, but according to Ross everything would be fine. And because Ross has been watching Freddy for the past four nights – now five – Brad's just going to do whatever Ross says, because whatever he's done, he's obviously survived. "Not much lon—"

Ross turned his head to the exit of the Restrooms where he heard footsteps getting closer, and he knew fine well those did not belong to Ashton or any sort of human. He got on his hands and knees and slowly crawled to the arch way, he popped his head around where he saw Freddy coming towards the Restrooms.

Ross frantically turned around and got up off the floor, running to Brad "Get up! We need to hide!" Ross whispered, grabbing Brad by the arm and pulling him up.

"Whoa! Why?"

"Because, Freddy's coming! And he always hides in here! Now come on!" Ross pulled Brad into the nearest bathroom, and shut the door behind it.

"This is the girls bathroom, Ross!"

"It's after hours! We have a killer bear about a metre behind us! Does it really matetr?!" Ross asked. That was when they heard the footsteps of Freddy coming towards the door of the girls bathroom.

Brad turned around so they were both facing the door. "Now what..?" Brad whispered.

Ross looked around for an escape, but there was nothing. No windows, no extra door, no nothing. Just the toilet cubicles. Suddenly, Ross's eyes widened when he came up with an idea. Again, he grabbed Brad by the arm and threw him into one of the cubicles before getting into the same one himself. Ross shut the door behind them and locked it. He turned round to face Brad, where they came face to face with one another, because Ross didn't realise that the cubicle wasn't big enough to fit two fully grown teenage boys in it. "This is so wrong on so many levels..." Brad said.

"Well, it's either this, or we die."

The door to the bathroom opened and the boys jumped. Slowly they managed to stand on the toilet seat so that Freddy couldn't see their feet on the floor. Ross had to crouch a little bit too, otherwise his head would probably be seen at the top. Brad on the other hand, didn't have to crouch. They breathed heavily, hearing Freddy walk around the room and were nervous in case he knocked the door to their toilet cubicle down. Not that he was looking in the toilet cubicles anyway.

When they heard his footsteps fade, and the door shut, Ross peaked his head over the top of the cubicle to see he had left the bathroom. Ross took his walkie-talkie that was hooked onto his jeans "Ashton?" Ross said, speaking through it, quietly "can you check the restroom camera and see if Freddy's there."

"Sure," Ashton said, through the walkie-talkie. A few seconds of silence passed before Ashton spoke through it again. "He's stood in the doorway of the Restrooms. I can see his eyes lighting up."

"Fuck."

"What's wrong?"

"Me and Brad are locked in the restrooms because we thought it would be a good idea to hide in the toilet cubicle together, but now we're trapped and barely have any room to move."

"Kinky."

"Fuck off, Ashton, this isn't funny!" Brad whispered harshly.

"Look, isn't there any other way out of the bathroom?" Ashton asked, turning off the camera's as he saw their power had gone down to 36%. "No doors? No windows? No nothing?"

Ross shook his head "No. Nothing. The only other option we have is to take a risk and run passed him in the hope one of us doesn't get caught."

"I am not doing that." Brad said immediately.

Ashton sighed heavily, wiping his face with his hand "C'mon, Ross. There's gotta be some way out? What about an air vent?" Ashton asked.

"An air vent? Where abouts will they be in a bathroom?" Ross asked.

"The wall or the roof."

Ross and Brad looked at the wall in the cubicle, but there was no air vent there. But when they looked above them, it was like heavens light had shone through because there was the entrance to an air vent. "Now, the question is... is it gonna hold both of us?" Ross asked, Brad shrugged "Ash, we found one in the roof."

Ashton turned around in the security chair, looking up to the roof of the security room where he saw another entrance to the air vent "Alright, get in it, and try to find your way back to the security room because there's one in here too. I'll even take the grill out so you know that it's there." he stood up on the chair in the middle of the room and put both his hands on the grill to take it out.

Ross put his walkie-talkie back on his jeans so it attached to them, and Brad had his torch. Ross rattled the grill above them until it came loose and came off. "Right then, off you go." Ross said, getting off the toilet seat and holding out his hands to give Brad a boost up.

"Excuse me. I'm not going first." Brad said, looking bemused.

"You're the smallest. If I go up first, you won't get up at all."

Brad rolled his eyes and put his foot on Ross's hand. Ross pushed his hand up and Brad grabbed onto the sides of the entrance to the air vent and pulled himself up after the boost from Ross. He crawled in and shone the light around, seeing there was small space for them to crawl and cob webs. A lot of cob webs.

Once Brad was up, Ross stood up on the toilet seat and pulled himself up with a little help from Brad. "Which way? Left or right?" Brad asked.

"Well, rights towards the dining room, so left." Ross said.

Brad nodded and struggled to turn around to go left before they both began shuffling through the air vent. Something was telling them that this was not going to end well at all.

Ashton was bored out of his mind as he waited for Brad and Ross to make a reappearance through the air vent. If he listened really, really, really carefully, he could hear some movement going on in the air vents. But it had to be really quiet. And between Freddy's laughter, his jingle playing from afar and the sound of the animatronics footsteps, it was really hard to hear.

Ashton got up from the security chair and pressed the light to the right hand side of the hallway. He jumped and almost screamed the place down when he saw Chica stood there. Ashton slammed the button that locked the door and the metal door came crashing down. Ashton breathed heavily. That's the first time he's saw Chica since last night.

He turned around and walked to the other side the room. He knew he couldn't keep the door down forever because of the power going down. Ashton pressed the light, and looked through the window where he saw Chica had gone. He breathed in relief and opened up the door again. He sat back down in the security chair and looked to the corner of the room where something caught his eye.

A box. With three folders in.

Ashton cocked his head and walked over to the box, taking out the three folders curiously. He knelt down on the floor and opened them up, seeing that the folders weren't Ross, Ashton, Brad, Rocky or Luke's. They were someone else's. Three different people to be exact. There were no pictures, just names.

He saw the birth date of the three people and his eyes widened. "Oh my, God..." Ashton said.

These three people were only 11 or 12 years old at the moment. There's no way they're gonna make three 11 or 12 years old's do this at such a young age, right? He's pretty sure Samael told them that there's an age limit of doing this. He vaguely remembers him telling himself and the other boys that either older teens or young adults do the five nights at Freddy's. Nobody younger or older.

Unless...

Ashton's eyes nearly fell out of his head when he realised that the three kids had been targeted to do this already. "What the hell, that's sick..."

He flipped through the folders, getting the three kids names. He had to stop this from happening some way and somehow. There was no way in hell he was letting more people go through this torture.

Ashton got to the front of all three of the folders and saw the names.

Rydel Lynch

What is it with Lynch's having to do this?

The last time it was Riker Lynch, and currently it's Ross and Rocky Lynch – well, was Rocky – and the next it's Rydel Lynch. Is this some sort of pattern or something?

He moved onto the next two folders.

Calum Hood

Michael Clifford

How the hell Ashton was going to be able to tell who was Rydel Lynch, Calum Hood and Michael Clifford, he had no idea. He began to shut the folders when:

"ASHTON! HELP ME! OH MY, GOD! HELP!"

Not again. Ashton threw the three folders back into the box before running out of the security room towards the traumatised voice, as he knew what that meant.

"You know," Brad said, shuffling through the air vent with Ross behind him "by the time we've finished crawling through this air vent, I reckon we're both gonna be spider-man 2.0 because I'm covered in cob webs."

"Yeah, me too." Ross said, who then went face first into a cob web and starting spitting it away from him. He rubbed it off his face and threw it to the side. "Are we almost at the security office?"

"I don't know. I don't feel like we've crawled through the air vent much—OOh! Wait! Wait!" Brad said as they came to a grill. He looked through it, seeing the hallway with the doors to the Kitchens directly opposite it. He sighed heavily "Are you kidding me? We've moved like... 10 metres. 15 if we're lucky."

"Move." Ross said. Brad moved forwards so that Ross could see through the grill. He had a look, glancing from left to right where he saw Freddy "Oh my, God, Freddy's there. He moves fast." He lowered his voice.

"We better mo—" Brad froze. He went to go move further along the air vent, but it creaked. Not in a 'someone's-in-the-air-vent' kind of creak, more of a 'this-thing-is-about-to-collapse' kind of creak. "Ross..."

"Yeah..." Ross said, now feeling scared and anxious about moving.

"We're screwed."

"Try moving one more time. If it doesn't creak we'll continue."

Brad nodded, he shuffled forwards once and the whole air vent where they were shook and the next thing they new the part of the air vent they were lying on broke through, and they fell out of the air vent and smashed off the floor. Right in the path of Freddy and what appeared to be... Chica? They don't know, their vision kind of started to go blurry.

Brad groaned. Everywhere hurt. Maybe it would have hurt less if it wasn't a tile floor they had landed on. He looked next to him where he saw Ross trying to get up, but he collapsed back onto the floor – obviously passing out, which wasn't good. Though, Brad couldn't talk. He was seeing double of everything. He held his head where he saw the figure of either Freddy or Chica standing above him and the next thing Brad knew, he was out like a light.

Ashton bolted through the hallways on the East side of the building to try and find Ross and Brad, even though he thought they were inside the air vents but apparently not.

He glided into the hallway where the Kitchens were, and he looked up where he saw the broken air vent. He looked on the floor where he saw the mess Ross and Brad had obviously left from falling through it. Ashton walked up to the kitchen doors and opened them. Nobody was in there. "Ross? Brad?" Ashton called, loud enough for them to hear.

"Round here!"

Ashton picked up his pace towards the voice that was round the corner. When he got to the corner, he slowly walked around as he wasn't prepared for what he was about to see. He slowly turned the corner and his heart sank when he saw Ross slumped against the wall inside the Freddy suit – but without the hat on because it hadn't been placed on him yet – and Brad was knelt next to him. The Freddy head was next to Brad "He's not dead... he's just... in a lot of pain..." Brad said, looking over to Ashton.

Ashton slowly walked over and knelt on the opposite side of him "I know this is a stupid question, but how are you feeling?" Ashton asked.

Ross glared at him, even though his life was slowly slipping away "Like... l-like death..."

"Do you think you'll be able to hold on till 6 a.m.?" Ashton asked "you know? Maybe we can take you to the hospital and they can get you out of it safely?"

Ross shook his head as best as he could "N-no... I-I... I have things... inside... the suit... sticking into me... left, right and... centre. I... think... the only place where... nothings... sticking through me... is my... neck.."

"Of course there isn't, there's nothing covering your neck." Brad said.

"What happened?" Ashton asked.

"We were in the air vent and it collapsed. We landed in front of Chica and Freddy, but we both blacked out because we hit our heads off the tile floor when we fell. I woke up and found Chica helping Freddy put Ross in the suit, it wasn't a pretty sight, let me tell you that now. But I got up and I found all the strength I had inside of me to push Chica off Freddy, well Ross, so that she couldn't put the head on him. Hence why, he's slumped on the floor. I don't know where Chica went. She went off somewhere." Brad explained, running his hand through his hair.

"I know this is the wrong time to joke, but at least you finally managed to stop Luke from doing any physical damage to someone." Ashton said to Brad who let out a soft laugh.

"Now what?" Brad asked "we can't just leave him here."

Ashton shrugged "What do you want, Ross?" Ashton asked.

Ross tried to shrug, but that only made whatever was sticking into his shoulders cut through him even deeper and he didn't think that was possible "Just... I just... die. I wanna... die."

Ashton and Brad glanced at each other and back to Ross. "That means leaving you here to bleed to death, slowly and painfully and we're not gonna do that." Brad said.

Ross's eyes averted to the Freddy head next to Brad. Brad looked at what Ross was looking at and he saw. He shook his head "No, Ross. We're not doing that. We might do it wrong."

"P-please..."

Brad sighed, wiping his eyes, and he looked to Ashton who frowned "It's what he wants, Brad. I already caused Luke's death, I don't want to be the cause of someone else's."

Brad kept looking at the Freddy head before picking it up into his hands. He looked inside of it where he saw all the cross beams, wires and other things that made the suit work and obviously kill the human inside it. He sighed, and became tearful but tried to hide it "I'm sorry if I do it wrong and it hurts even more," Brad said, making Ross laugh a little "ready?"

Ross nodded "B-but wait... I wanna... say... something. I-I k-know I... kept call...calling you a... wuss... throughout this entire thing... and Luke and Rocky did... too. But... you're not... okay. You lasted... longer... than... all three of us... put together... and I know... for a fact... you're going to live till the end... I've known for a... while. So's... Ash... I'll let him... explain that... though. I don't think... I have... time."

Brad looked at Ashton, slightly confused, but Ashton nodded. He looked back at Ross and nodded "Alright, thanks. Now are you ready?"

"Wait... one last thing... don't do anything... stupid that'll... limit... your chances of... surviving. Both of you... I know... all the animatronics are... done. Sorted... filled... but there's still... Foxy... he can... still get you... please don't... let him... get you."

"We won't." Ashton said with a small smile.

Brad hovered the Freddy head over Ross's "Are you ready? Because I'm just going to slam this thing on and hope for the best," Brad said, Ross nodded "right okay..."

Ashton turned his head away from Ross as Brad was about to do this. "One..." Brad began to count with tears clinging onto his eyes "two... three..." without further ado, Brad brought the Freddy head down hard and fast so that Ross's head went inside it.

Silence. No screaming of pain. Nothing.

Ashton turned his head back. Brad had let go of the head, and it slumped down a little bit "R-Ross..?" Ashton asked "are you... are you still alive in there?"

Nothing.

Ashton rubbed Brad's back who couldn't believe he just caused the death of his best friend "It's alright. C'mon." He said, standing up with Brad.

They kept glancing back as they walked away, until they reached the top of the hallway and they stopped, looking at each other. "What now..?" Brad asked.

Ashton shrugged "Like Ross said. There's no other animatronics left out to kill us but Foxy... and he wasn't exactly leaving me alone. He's been trying to get me all night, I almost never shut the door in time and he nearly got me."

Brad sighed heavily "Brilliant. So what are we gonna do? Sit in the security office until 6?"

"I'm afraid not. Foxy's out to kill us and Chica's disappeared, and by the sounds of it she's helping to kill tonight. I bet they all were. And... there's two of us, and two of them... So... You know what they say... Every man for himself."

Next: Night 5: Every Man For Himself

Then: Night 5: It's Me

Lastly: Epilogue

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