(A:N: Anyone ever want to strangle an OC they made. Cause I really want to. XD I'm trying to type the next chapter for Turnabout Forgotten, the problem is this OC of mines dialogue, and I'll try to post the next chapter for that this week. For now though, I'll be updating this. :p REVIEWS!
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Reoccurring Library
April 29- 11:59 AM
Guard Loses Frontal Lobe at Fazbears
-About 5 days after the murders at local pizzeria, Freddy Fazbears, local guard and soul witness to the murder there, Fritz Smith, suffered a terrible injury. According to local attorney and the chief prosecutor, one of the robots seemed to malfunction during the show. "His [Foxy's] eyes seemed to turn pitch black, and he was twitching in a strange manner. My daughter pointed it out to a guard there, and he [Fritz] got bit when he asked the robot what's wrong..." Attorney Phoenix Wright and daughter Trucy each clearly saw the robot, Foxy the Pirate Fox, attack a man, and will be forced to shut down the animatronic because of this. The manager had a few words to say about the incident. "I had no clue what it [Foxy] had in it make it bite him [Fritz], but sadly, we are going to have to shut him [Foxy] down... When will he [Foxy] be put into place again? ... Maybe never..."-
"Watcha reading there?" Trucy yelped, jumping slightly in the chair she was in before smacking whoever was behind her. "Hey hey, calm down... It's just me..." Trucy sighed, shaking her head and rolling up the newspaper as she glared at Mike. "You don't just sneak up on people like that." Mike tilted his head to the side, keeping one hand on the side of his head, and another to his hip. "Uhm, I don't think that's possible..."
Trucy sat back down, her eyes narrowed slightly, which didn't look intimidating at all to Mike. "Why's that?" Mike held up a ring of keys, a small smirk on his face. "You can hear these all the time since they are wrapped around my wrist." Trucy narrowed her eyes at the man, frowning. Mike laughed, grabbing a chair and sitting down next to her. "You are aware you can't scare people, not when you have a face like that." Trucy pouted, crossing her arms and looking to the right. "I can be intimidating when I want to be..."
Mike laughed again, shaking his head as he took his phone out of his breast pocket. "So, if I'm allowed to ask, how was work?" Trucy moaned as she finished rolling up the paper, placing it into her pocket. "It went amazing actually, amazing meaning so close to being killed when the power goes off." Mike frowned, clamping his hands together and placing them on the table after he placed his phone on the table. "I never really lost all the power before... Do you mind telling me what happens?" Trucy put a hand to her chin in thought, crossing an arm and looking to the right.
(Maybe I should tell him about the spirits... Wait, his last name was...)
Her eyes glazed over, and her mouth dropped slightly in shock.
(Schmidt... Chancey and Frank Schmidt...)
"Hey." Mike brung his hand up, attempting to snap his fingers in front of her face. "You okay there?" Trucy blinked a few times, the light returning to her eyes as she looked at Mike. "You now how the Phone Guy says he becomes active in the dark?" Mike closed his eyes and hummed before opening them, nodding his head. "Yes."
"Well, he comes to the left door, and plays a little song, before he 'gives a hug'." Mike laughed sharply, standing up. "Giving a hug is right, he even goes as far as accepting you into the family." He looked at his phone, before putting it back in his pocket. "I have to get back to work. You can stay here if you want, well, because from what I've heard..." Trucy nodded, smiling sheepishly before speaking. "Ha ha, it's alright. Hey, do you have your old uniform in the back? Cause I lost the hat."
He walked around the dark, endless abyss, his footsteps making loud clangs from his metal feet.
(How did I..?)
"Apollo!" His eyepatch flipped upwards for a second before going down, his black eye examining the room. "Aye, who are ye?"
"Apollo, help!" His eye brightened slightly before going black. He recognized that voice, he's been keeping it locked into his mind for years. "Trucy! Where are you?!"
"Apollo, save me!" He tilted his head to the left, his metal ear twitching as he tried to pinpoint where her screams of distress was coming from. He then craned his head back to its original position as he sprinted off. "Trucy, wait, I'm coming!"
"Apollo, plea-!" He kept running, his eye, slowly turning into what looked like a hazel, human eye, widened in shock and worry. "Trucy?!" No reply came this time, instead, a door appeared.
(I know this room... It's the backstage area for the others...)
He kicked down the door easily, running into the room with his hook in front of him. "Trucy!" He looked around the room, trying to pinpoint any location where she could be. All he saw though, was a limp suit, with a pool of oil surrounding it.
(Wait...)
He slowly walked towards the suit, a bright flash illuminating the room before the suit sat before him. He reached out his hand, now human, and grabbed the arm.
(N-no...)
His eyes widened at the sight, and he backed up in shock as a copper smell entered his nostrils.
(Th-that isn't blood!)
("Well done Justice!")
"Wh-what?!" He looked around the room, the waistcoat he wore nearly sweeping the ground as he did so.
("I mean, I wouldn't think you would have stuffed her in the suit!")
His eyes widened as the info seeped into his skull. He looked down at his hand and the hook the had, finally noticing the amount of blood on them. "N-No..." He fell to his knees, pressing his left fist against where his heart was, or should have been.
("Actually, I don't think I should be shocked...")
A flash of darkness appeared in front of him, quickly dissapearing to reveal... Something. It was a tall, thin figure with black stripes, its face hidden in darkness.
("After all... You did bite a man's skull, and nearly killed him.")
He looked up at the figure weakly, one fist clutching his chest. "Why..?" The figure shook, a deep laugh resounded around the room.
("Because, you fool... I need revenge.")
Freddy Fazbears Pizza
April 29- 3:39 PM
Apollo woke up screaming, his metal body falling off the small pirate ship he would 'sleep' on. He quickly got up, his head darting around, before he forced himself to calm down. "It's just a dream... It's only a dream..."
"Give it back Scrooge!"
Apollo tilted his head to the right as he walked to the corner of his cove, making sure to mark it for another day since the killer escaped. "That sounded familiar..."
"Awh, is the little baby going to cry?"
"Scrooge, we can put him in there! No one will see us!"
Apollo felt a small rumbling in his chest, his muzzle quickly turning into a scowl, showing his canines.
"Good idea man!" He heard a quick shuffling sound, coming closer and closer to the cove. He sprinted towards his chest, nearly tripping on the dusty floor, but made it. He sat in front of it, going limp, right as the sound was right outside. "P-please let me go!"
(... Robert?)
The curtains opened to reveal two boys, most likely about the age of 10 or 11, one of them holding the small child he saw yesterday. The boy looked beat, a bruises forming on his arms, and his left eye growing dark. The boy holding him by his collar threw him into the cove, landing right in front of Apollo. The boy, who Apollo decided was Scrooge, turned to the one next to the curtains. "You sure the fox doesn't work Jacob?" The other boy, Jacob, nodded his head as he shut the curtains. "Yes, the fox is shut down, my parents told me all about how he bit a guy in the head." Robert sat up, tears streaming down his face as he looked at Scrooge. "Th-that's n-not true! H-he *sniffle* he-" Scrooge laughed sharply, walking over to Robert with crossed arms, an evil smirk on his face. "Shut it, baby." He took an object out of his pocket, and Robert's eyes widened. "N-no."
"Yes, I'll break it, it'll be fun to see you cry..." He pointed at Jacob, who was glancing at Apollo, who's eyes were off, but his gaze may have focused on them if they were on. "Jacob, I think we should teach him a little lesson..." Jacob took his attention away from the fox, he smirked, and walked towards Robert. "Hold still..." He grabbed him by his collar, raising him slightly as he aimed his fist. "This will only hurt for a second..."
"My my, what do we have here..?" Scrooge and Jacob's eyes widened as Robert opened his eyes, and he gasped. "Fox man?!"
Apollo nodded his head, but didn't stop glaring at the two boys. He crossed his arms, his mouth open to reveal his canines. "Well..?"
Jacob dropped Robert, whimpering slightly as he hid behind Scrooge, who was smirking at the robot. "Ha, you stupid fox, you don't-"
Apollo quickly stood in front of the boy, his hazel eye darkening slightly as he snarled. "Care to finish that sentence..?" Scrooge fell back, the object he took from Robert falling out of his pocket. "N-no..." Apollo pointed at the entrance to the cove with his hooked hand, smiling. "Then go..."
Jacob quickly scrambled towards the entrance, Scrooge following closely behind. Apollo crossed his arms, sighing as he walked over to the object Scrooge dropped. He then ran over to Robert, who was watching the fox in amazement. Apollo knelt down, looking at the boy. "Aye lad, are ye okay?"
Robert nodded his head, smiling at the fox. "I-I'm *sniffle* okay..." Apollo held out the object, a small circle. The boy mumbled a quick thanks before grabbing the object. "Thank you fox man... This was... *sniffle*" He hugged the object closer to his chest, fresh tears streaming down his face. "Th-the last thing my brother gave me..." Apollo's visible eye widened, he sat down next to the boy, somehow wrapping his red, furry tail around Robert. "Are ye sure ye want to tell me lad..?"
Robert wiped his eyes, flinching slightly. Apollo noticed him flinching, and reached out to the boy with his good hand. "Little lad, ye need medical attention..." Robert nodded slowly, getting up. "I-I think my step mommy's babysitter is coming to pick me up..." Apollo nodded his head, crossing his arms. "Do ye need help to find the lass or lad..?" Robert shook his head, tapping his head with his right hand. "Well... Not really... I just don't remember their name very well..."
"Maybe it'll help to remember if ye tell me what their name be." Robert started towards the front of the cove, covering his bad eye as he squinted the other one. "Her name was... Her name was... Oh, now I know!" He opened the curtains to the cove, nodding his head. "Athena! Athena Cykes!"
(A:N: There we go! XD I never felt so happy to finally reveal that. This will probably be updated later today. Or early tomorrow, so be prepared for night 4! R&R, and remember, your flames warn my family!)