I just realised that the name of this chapter does not actually suit what happens. Oops. Oh well, I'll find a better name \o/

Also, bc this story has two chapters left after this, I'm gonna finish it in the next few days :)

Enjoy :D

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN R5, THE VAMPS, 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER OR THE GAME "FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S" ALL RIGHTS GO TO HOLLYWOOD, MERCURY/VIRGIN EMI, CAPITOL RECORDS & SCOTT CAWTHON! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR ORIGINAL OWNERS.

Chapter 19
Night 5: Every Man For Himself

It was getting on to 4 a.m., and all Ashton and Brad had been doing were walk around the entire building of the pizza restaurant because they had nothing else better to do. They were trying to find Chica, but they couldn't find her and Foxy didn't look like he was doing much in his cove. He was just there, doing absolutely nothing. Every time they walked by the place where they had left Ross in the Freddy suit, he'd still be there slumped against the wall. He hadn't moved an inch. Meaning, obviously, the exoskeleton that controls the suit had broken inside. It wasn't a bad thing, it just meant that the two remaining boys were safer for the rest of the night.

They didn't even know why they were walking around the pizza restaurant and not sat in the security office when they know Chica's missing and could quite possibly jump out at any moment. Especially when they're on the East side of the building.

In front of them, they came up to two double doors which led to the Dining Room. They pushed them open and walked in, seeing the stage and all the tables and chairs. Everything seemed so content, it was weird. Never has it been this quiet before. "If nothing's happening, why are we still here?" Brad asked.

"I don't know." Ashton said, this time not caring if Brad wanted them both to leave. But there was one small problem to them leaving, there was no way out until Samael comes at 6 and unlocks all the doors.

Brad sighed as they went to go over to the entrance of the West side of the building. As they were, something caught Brad's eye on the floor in the centre of the room between two tables. "Ashton!" Brad said, pointing over to it.

Ashton shone his light over to where Brad was pointing "What the hell..." Ashton muttered.

Quickly the pair ran over to what was on the floor. It was Chica. Or Luke. Whatever you want to call it now. The animatronic was laid on the floor like it had given out. "Is it broke?" Ashton asked.

Brad shrugged "It must be... maybe they all are," he said, looking up to Ashton "it might be the reason why none of the others haven't come for us."

"But, how have they broken? We haven't touched them."

"Ashton, they are old. This restaurants been open for a long time, even before 1987 when that thing happened. Whatever it was called. It was going to happen sooner or later when these guys finally gave out and broke."

"Yeah, true... I just wish it could have happened before Ross got caught."

Brad nodded slightly, in agreement. He stared at Ashton for a moment who was stroking Chica's mask gently. "What was that thing Ross was talking about before?" Brad asked, Ashton looked at him confused "he said that I was gonna live till the end and he'd known that for a while."

Ashton looked down "Oh... that... yeah. Uh, after the second night we'd spent here, me and Ross went back to his and searched this place up. The five nights scenario came up and gave us a list of people who had previously attempted the five nights and the ones currently doing it. We clicked on the ones currently doing it which was us and it had next to our names which animatronics killed us, when none of us had been killed yet. Rocky and Ross's were the only ones that have been right so far, mine and Luke's haven't. You're the one that's supposed to survive but because mine and Luke's got messed up, it looks like we're both getting out of here alive, which is a good thing too," Ashton said, with a small smile of relief "because... I'm not gonna lie... I'm really scared and have been all along about dying. And now that I've saw what happens if you get caught, I'm even more petrified."

Brad frowned and sighed. "Should we go back to the security room and check on the fox on our way there?" Brad asked. Ashton nodded.

Both of the boys got up and left the Dining Room, taking glances behind them back at Chica on the floor.

They walked along the hallway to get to Pirate Cove from the Dining Room, finding the silence tense. Mainly because of what just happened, but because of something else too. They didn't like it at all.

When they got to the entrance of Pirate Cove, the boys slowly put their heads around the corner in case Foxy was active and ready to run. But he wasn't even off the stage. His curtain was closed like it was on their first night here, meaning he was inside the stage sat on his chair.

The boys walked into the cove slowly and quietly as they approached the stage. Brad opened up the curtains wide where they could see Foxy sat in his chair with his head bowed. Ashton shined his torch on the inside of the stage and they both climbed up to get a better look at Foxy, standing on either side of him. Brad prodded his mask and no reaction came from the animatronic at all.

Even though it was expected for Foxy to break sooner than the other animatronics, due to his jaw being broken and other parts of his body having holes in, it was still weird for them to break now. Or it was just coincidental. "It's like they've died..." Brad said.

"Or deactivated, but I don't know how they have," Ashton said, shining the torch on Foxy's back to see if he could find his activating switch "and to be honest, I don't want them to reactivate if they've deactivated. It's not a bad thing if they've deactivated, lets face it."

"True. C'mon, we'd better head back to the security room."

When the boys got back to the security room, it was just after 4:30 a.m. and Ashton had gotten the three folders with Rydel, Calum and Michael's names written in and showed him so he could ask for his opinion – or maybe he knew who they were. Brad shrugged and simply told him: "No clue. But, I don't think it's anything to worry about any more when the animatronic's have broken. They'd be spending five nights in an empty, dark restaurant."

As time went on, it slowly started getting closer to 6 a.m., meaning they were home free soon. They spent the rest of their time looking through the camera's to see if Chica or Foxy had moved – cos they're the only ones that have a camera pointed to them – in case they had misjudged them being deactivated. But they hadn't. They hadn't moved a single inch.

Not even Freddy had. They knew that because they couldn't find him on the camera, and Ashton had to go to the toilet at one point and he had a quick sneaky look to see if he was still slumped against the wall on the floor, and he was. He hated looking at something that he knew had his dead best friend in.

"I know it doesn't matter, but how much power do we have left?" Ashton asked, sitting in the security chair, staring into space.

Brad sat on the floor against a wall with the laptop in his lap. He opened it up to check. "6%. And it's 5:45 a.m. Fifteen minutes and we get to go home..." Brad said sigh-fully. He put the laptop on the ground and his eyes started to fill up with tears "I wanna go home now, Ashton."

Ashton turned his head to Brad when he heard his voice crack. He got up from the chair and knelt in front of him "I know, me too. I don't want to stay in here any longer. Or come here ever again."

"I could have saved him, you know," Brad said, making Ashton confused "Ross. I could have if I tried hard enough. Or if I'd have put up a fight about not going first through the air vent. Or if I'd have just stuck too—"

"I know, Brad, I know. We could have all saved Rocky and Luke's life too if we'd have tried harder or done something differently," Ashton said, seeing Brad start to sob a little. He sighed, looking over at the clock in the room where it read almost 5:50 a.m. "look, I don't want to stay here any longer than you do. I don't know how, but I'm gonna go find us a way out of here. Regardless if there's only ten minutes left, ten minutes is too much. Have you got your walkie-talkie? I'll still talk whilst I'm looking."

Brad nodded, lifting it up in his hands. Ashton smiled at him before getting up "Stay here. Don't move." He said before exiting through the left hand side of the hallway.

Brad wiped his eyes and stood up. He grabbed the laptop and sat down in the security office chair, beginning to keep an eye on the time.

Ashton ran as fast as he could around the restaurant to try and find an exit. There were no windows or doors leading to outside in the West Hall Corner or West Hall, which meant he had to go further into the restaurant. He came to the Supply Closet, and he went to go inside it but he realised that there has never, ever been windows or exit doors in Supply Closets.

He had reached stupid on a whole new level right then.

Brad kept checking the camera's in the security office to see where Ashton was, even though he could hear his footsteps echoing throughout the quiet building. He clicked on Pirate Cove where he saw Ashton had returned to there.

Ashton looked around Pirate Cove and stomped his foot, seeing that on the windows they had blinds on them that were like jail bars and you had to slide open. Ashton would consider breaking the window and climbing between the bars, but the bars weren't big enough for him and Brad to fit through. Which is surprising because Brad's small and can pretty much fit in anything and everything. Again, Ashton is surprised Foxy never killed Brad because he's probably small enough to fit inside him.

Why did he just think that?

Ashton shook his head and left the cove, looking left and right where the next room was the Dining Room. He sighed and stomped in frustration again because he also knew the windows in there were the same as Pirate Cove. Basically, Ashton and Brad were not getting out early.

Brad shut the laptop, seeing the power had gone down to 2% and he didn't want the power to go out on Ashton in case he had a heart attack whilst looking around. Plus, it was almost 5:55 a.m. now. Surely that per cent of power would last them. Right?

Brad sat in the security office chair, staring at the ceiling when he could hear the footsteps of Ashton in the distance getting closer to the room. "Taking it you haven't found an exit." Brad said through the walkie-talkie.

Ashton shook his head "Nope," He said, beginning to walk back "looks like we're stuck here till six."

Brad sighed "Damn it."

"I know. But, hey, it doesn't matter. I'm coming back now anyway."

"Yeah, I know, I can hear your footsteps outside the room." Brad said, glancing to the left hand side door.

Ashton's eye brows furrowed and he stopped walking as Brad said that "Brad..."

"Yeah?"

"I'm nowhere near the security office."

Brad's head immediately turned to the door, where he stared for a while "T-then... if it's not you... who is it..?" Brad asked.

Ashton's hand ran through his hair "I-I don't know..." Ashton said, feeling scared for Brad right now as well as himself. He swallowed hard and began to think, shutting his eyes "Let's see... um... Foxy... no he's still in the cove. Freddy? No, he's still on the floor. Chica's still the Dining Room. And Bonn—" Ashton froze and his eyes reopened "Brad..."

"Yeah..?"

"We forgot about Bonnie."

Brad jumped up from his chair and slowly backed away from the left hand side door, until his back collided with the buttons that shut the right hand side door and the metal door came crashing down. "WRONG DOOR!" Brad shouted, and pressed the button to re-open the door.

It wouldn't open.

"Ashton. The door won't open to the right hand side. I accidentally shut it." Brad said, hitting the button to open the door but it wouldn't open at all. Brad faced the left hand side door and walked over to it slowly, he pressed the button that turned on the light and saw Bonnie stood directly in front of him and Brad immediately punched the door button where the door shut, meaning both doors were now closed and he was trapped inside the office. "Okay, Ashton. I'm alright, I'm safe. I'm trapped inside the office."

Ashton nodded "Okay, alright. That's fine. I'll just, go find somewhere to... you know? Stay until it comes to 6 a.m."

"U-Um... Ash... I need to tell you something..."

"What?"

"We're on 2% power. It's 5:56 a.m., and I have both doors shut."

Ashton's face fell "Brad, that's not gonna last you!"

"I know, that's why I told you," Brad said, his voice cracking again. He breathed deeply "Turns out I'm not gonna survive till the end, huh?"

"No, shut up! You've got four minutes left until 6 a.m.! You can hold on! Don't you dare talk like that! You can hold on for four minutes. Four. Minutes."

"It's Me, Ash," Brad said "I could barely hold out for a minute when I first saw them move. To think, when we were coming home from that party Sunday morning, if I hadn't have came in here because I wouldn't pee in the back of an alley, none of this would have happened."

"Shut up, Brad, it'd have happened eventually. Look, you're gonna live okay. It's now, what? 5:57 a.m? We've just wasted a minute of talking. I'm coming back to the room, okay?" Ashton said, getting worked up and upset as he started to walk "I don't care if it isn't 6 a.m. by the time I've got there and the bunny's still there, at least the list still went as it's sup—"

"DON'T YOU DARE ASHTON! You're not dying for me, you have a little brother and sister that want you and are expecting you to be home. I don't. It doesn't matter if the power runs out before 6 a.m., regardless if there's two minutes left or slightly more. That is not the way it's supposed to be."

Ashton stopped walking as Brad shouted at him "THEN FUCKING HOLD ON FOR AT LEAST THREE MINUTES!" Ashton shouted back. He sighed.

But, what if it was supposed to be that way?

Ashton saving Brad from dying by distracting Bonnie. That way the list is correct, and Brad lives. Ashton began to walk towards the security office "I'm so sorry Brad."

"I know, Ash. I know..." Brad said, clearly not having a clue what Ashton meant by that. He thought he meant it because they think Brad's going to die when it clearly isn't the case.

Ashton got to the hallway before the West Hall corner which led all the way down to the security office where Bonnie would be. He breathed deeply, being ready to run round the corner and get Bonnie's attention. As Ashton went to run out into the hallway...

The power went out.

Brad watched as the security office darkened and both of the security doors lifted up and open. He looked over to the left hand side door and stayed quiet, hoping that it wouldn't catch any attention from Bonnie. "Brad, are you alright?" Ashton asked, shaking a little.

Nothing.

"Brad. Answer me now are you okay?"

Still nothing.

"BRAD FOR GOD SAKE ANSWER ME!"

Ashton breathed deeply and checked the time on his phone, seeing it had just turned 6 a.m. Ashton sighed in relief, being glad that the power went out as it hit 6 a.m. Brad was definitely okay, he was probably hiding from Bonnie and didn't want to make any movement that would catch his attention.

Suddenly, as Ashton took a step forward to go to the security office, the whole building rattled and echoed throughout with the sound of several painful screams coming from Brad, which is something Ashton has been too familiar with hearing these past few nights, and something he did not want to hear at 6 a.m. when they were basically home free.

"No..." Ashton said, it coming out a whisper, but it got gradually louder. He shook his head "No... no... no. No. No. NO. NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! BRAD!" Ashton shouted, getting more angrier and upset with himself.

They were so close.

So fucking close.

They had basically completed the five nights.

Ashton put his head into his hands where he didn't know whether to scream or cry. So he decided to do both until he collapsed to the floor in a heap crying.

This was not fair at all. Talk about bad luck.

All sorts started to fly through Ashton's mind at once. He could have saved Brad if he had returned back to the security office quicker, or if he'd have not have even tried to search for an exit. Or better yet, if he'd had got Brad to go and look for an exit. No doubt Brad would have been more careful about it. But the bigger question was...

How did Ashton not see Bonnie on his way to go looking for an exit?

How did he not know that the air vents weren't going to hold Ross and Brad's weight put together? (That was just common sense knowing that.)

How did he not know that Luke's too stubborn and cares too much to let Ashton fight against something that's meant to kill him?

And how did he not know that by making Rocky stay in a different room to Foxy didn't mean that Foxy wouldn't find him?

When you think about it, this is all Ashton's fault.

After all, he did decide who watched out for what animatronic. Didn't he?

He basically led them to their death's.

That's when realisation hit Ashton like a tun of bricks.

"It's me... I did this... it was me... It's my fault. I did it."

Next: Night 5: It's Me

Finally: Epilogue

YAY! Well... not yay. but. Yay. I feel like the bit towards the end could have been better, but I'm just getting really, really, tired. so, I think I'm gonna go to sleep after this update. WOO.

PLEASE REVIEW & ANSWER THE QUESTIONS BELOW.

Thoughts on the animatronic's breaking?

Thoughts on Brad & Ashton in this chapter?

Thoughts on them forgetting about Bonnie? Did you guys forget about Bonnie too?

Did you think that Ashton was going to be the one to really live till the end? Or did you think it was going to be Brad?