(A:N: I'm so excited to write this! So, let's head to the REVIEWS!
technicolortardis: XD She does.
Natekleh: It always does, and if they are going to follow her to Fazbears, awful things are something that can't be avoided.
Elchikaah Haly: Your welcome! :D I can't say for sure, but you will find out eventually! And I hope what Phoenix and Athena encounter will be... Exciting to say the least. *insert evil laugh here*
Me: Well, Alex, DISCLAIMERS! Alex: THE real assistant doesn't own Five Nights at Freddy's or Ace Attorney, they belong to Capcom or Scott Cawthon!)
Reoccurring Library
April 28- 12:57 PM
Trucy quietly closed the library doors, as to not disturb the other visitors in the small building. She shook her head, tugging on her purple shirt. She hadn't changed out of her work outfit, for the fear of facing her father at home. So she decided that before she went to work, she needed to do a little research on the pizzeria.
(I believe the most info can come from a newspaper clipping, so, let's look for those first...)
She walked up to the desk off next to the door. A man was sitting behind it, a small book in his hand as he skimmed it from beneath his glasses. He brushed a lock of blond hair out of his face as Trucy approached. "Excuse me sir..?" The man didn't look up from his book, holding up his thumb.
"Go ahead, ask away." Trucy brought a fist up to her mouth, coughing into it before speaking. "Uhm... Would you happen to know where the newspaper clippings that talk about Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria?" The man ceased all movements, looking up at Trucy, he took his glasses off to wipe them off. "O-over th-there Miss..." He pointed towards a staircase, leading to a room under the building. She nodded, and mumbled a quick thank you as she walked towards the stairs.
The stairs were much like the other parts of the library, a little dusty and dark, but still seemed to beacon her down in the direction. She started walking down the stairs, but had to stop when she tripped over a stair. "Eep!" She grabbed the hand railing to stop herself from falling any farther.
(No way, I'm not going to nearly kill myself over stairs. I've been surviving killer animatronics these past nights!)
She resumed going down the stairs, but a little slower this time. When she got to the bottom, she looked around the darkened room, the shelfs lining the walls barely visible in the dim light.
(Where's a light switch in this place..?)
She started feeling the wall next to her, and felt some sort of button. "Is this it?" She pressed it, and had to shield her eyes from the bright lights.
(Today is just not my day is it?!)
She sighed and shook her head, blindly walking towards a desk. She rubbed her eyes, and opened one of the drawers.
(It seems to be some sort of guide for this place...)
She started to carelessly dig through the files, an annoyed expression on her face.
(Isn't there supposed to be some sort of sy-)
"Hey! Stop right there!" She jumped in shock, then turned to see the man from earlier. His book still in his left hand, and his glasses were were carelessly placed in his shirt's breast pocket. "Miss, I'll have you know that I personally organized these files in my own time! And if I come down here to find that someone, and from that horrible place no less, is ruining my work, I tend to get a little hurt."
Trucy mumbled a quick sorry as she stepped away from the desk, allowing the man to walk towards it. "Honestly, though, I need to talk to you." Trucy tipped her head to the side, crossing her arm as she placed her other arm's shoulder on it. "And why's that sir?" The man stood back up, sighing as he brushed his long, blond hair out of his face. "From your... Uniform, I'm guessing you work at Fazbears?" Trucy nodded her head, walking over to a random shelf. "
"Yep, I work the night shift there." The man once again ceased all movement, dropping the documents in his hand. Trucy hesitantly walked over to him, patting his back with her hand. "H-hey, you okay there..?" The man sighed, shaking his head as his whole body shook. "I-I'm a-alright... J-just..." He looked up at her, a little hope in his eyes. "You do know, about the... Stuff that goes on there right?"
Trucy laughed uneasily, nodding her head as she smiled sheepishly. "How could I..? So, when did you work there last..?" The man gathered the papers he dropped on the ground. "You're most likely my replacement, since I was fired a couple days ago. I was lucky that this was another side job of mine..."
(I wonder why...)
The man then stood back up, turning towards Trucy. "By the way, sorry about yelling at you earlier." He held out his right hand. "Let's retry this, my name is Mike. What's yours?" Trucy hesitated before shaking it, smiling slightly. "Trucy, Trucy Wright."
Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria
April 28-3:59 PM
Apollo sighed as he layed back against the fake chest, mumbling under his breath as he shut his hazel eyes. "I almost had the killer last night... I was this close, that coward, hiding behind a door..." He stopped speaking when he heard the sound of soft thumping, he relaxed his metal body, forcing his eyes to dim. He was still able to see, though, and saw a little boy, no older then six, walk into the cove. The boy's eyes widened in fascination, clearly stunned by the amount of detail in the room. He then turned, and gasped when he saw the old, beaten up fox animatronic lying limp against a chest. He cautiously approached the fox, afraid of what will happen if he was to loud.
(Don't move... Just don't move Justice, and you'll be fine.)
The boy examined the fox, and noticed a small trinket on the fox's arm. The boy mumbled a few words Apollo couldn't hear, but then he started to tug on Apollo's bracelet. Apollo's eyes snapped open, pulling his hand away from the small child. He growled, his eyes turning pitch black, with white in the center as he slowly stood, easily towering the boy, even in his damaged state. He leaned over the boy, his mouth open to snarl as the small boy curled into a ball, trembling. Apollo raised his hooked hand in the air, smiling menacingly at the trembling child.
(Apollo! Stop it!)
Apollo frowned, his eyes flicking from black and white to normal hazel. "Wh-what..?"
(Apollo, you can't kill someone, you're no killer! I should know...)
Apollo lowered his hook, staring at it as he did so. "Not... A killer..?"
(Yes Apollo, you used to defend the innocent, and killing a child does nothing but make this worse!)
Apollo looked back towards the sobbing child, now being able to hear the pleases coming from the small child. He shook his head, disbelief evident in his eyes.
(Was I about to..?)
Apollo looked down to the small child, fear on his face at what he just did. The small, trembling child didn't notice the fox trembling slightly, flashing to a human shape before turning back into the fox.
(I... I need to fix this.)
His eyes turned back to hazel as he went on one of his knees. "Little lad... I be sorry." The boy looked up through his hands, allowing Apollo to see his red rimmed eyes. "For, *sniffle* what..?" Apollo sighed, holding a hand out to the young boy. He flinched, and retracted his arm when he noticed the boy's eyes widen in fear. "I be sorry for scarin ye little lad, truth be told, hidin behind curtains be changin people..." The boy sat up, wiping the tears off his face with his long sleeve t-shirt. "Why *sniffle* are you ... A, a, achoo! Sorry... *sniffle* Why are you *sniffle* back here?"
Apollo crossed his left arm, using his other hand to place a firm finger on his forehead. He then shook his head, smiling sightly. "I did a terrible deed, cursin me to thy cove to live forever... Although, I be hatin it, I be fellin... Calmed..." The boy starred up at the robotic fox, curiosity evident in his eyes before a high pitched voice was heard nearby. "Aye, is that ye mother out there?" The boy nodded and smiled as he stood up, looking up at the fox hopefully. "Nice to meet you fox man. My name is Robert by the way, I hope to see you soon fox man!" Apollo waved after the child with his hooked hand, a small smile on his face. "Aye, take care little lad, I be hoping to see ye soon!"
The boy nodded, running out of 'Pirate's Cove', Apollo smiling after the child, careful not to flash his fangs. The truth was, he was happy for that whole conversation, because after all, standing behind curtains for three years straight can change a person...
(A:N: Alright, next chapter, it's Trucy's third night, and she learns more about everybodys favorite night guard. So, I'm heading off to bed after this. XD R&R, and remember, your flames warn my family!)