A/N: Here's the first part of the fic, hope you like it ! ^^

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Circle of J.

-FnaF: The Other Half-

Chapter 1: Meeting the Students

When Springtrap walked into the Highschool for the first time, she felt all the students looking at her. She felt bad, she wanted to vomit and her head was killing her. No she wasn't prepared for this. Mostly because of the night she had before coming. She wasted her time all night trying to read the half of the letter, but the words just didn't make any sense for her and she couldn't guess, starting from this, who had written it. It was absolutely impossible, and it was stressing her out. "Don't look at me like that..." She whispered while making her way to her locker, slowly unlocking the door with the key she just bought and looking inside. There was nothing more than her books. She sighed and took some of them according to the timetable she had by her side.

She put the books in her bag and sighed, slowly closing the door of the locker and locking it. She stared at it for less than a second, sighing worriedly, before leaving the corridor and joining her classroom. She sat at her desk, seemingly absent-minded, and the teacher soon arrived toward her. "Hey, you're new here ? Would you like to introduce yourself to the class ?"

"Oh. Yeah. Sure. Why not." Springtrap responded, standing up and everybody in the class staring at her and whispering to each other. 'She's acting strange' she heard one guy say, and the girl beside him just nodded, looking frightened. Springtrap walked to the teacher's desk and cleared her throat. "Er... Hello ? My name is Springtrap Salvage, I come from... er... It would be weird if I said that..." She started, trembling in fear as everyone was glancing at her with that same scared expression on their faces.

"Go ahead." The teacher commented. She was a brownish bear with bright pink eyes. When Springtrap looked at them, she nearly fainted. She gasped in surprise and stepped back, loosing her balance and falling to the ground. The teacher seemed shocked but ran to her, helping her to stand up. "What's wrong Springtrap ?" She asked in terror when she noticed that the schoolgirl was staring straight in her eyes.

Springtrap came back to Earth and shook her head, pushing the teacher away more violently that she wanted before running away from the classroom. She ran as fast as she could, looking behind as the teacher was calling her. She soon dumped into someone who fell, and she fell over them. She gasped in pain because her knee had hit the ground very painfully. She moaned, closing her eyes and praying for the pain to stop, and then looked at the student she was over.

This one was blushing heavily. It seemed to be a boy, but she couldn't really tell because of her blurry vision. It was a brown bear with a black hat and a black bowtie. He had scars all over his body and his teeth were... horrifying. "WHOAH !" She cried out when she saw them, jumping away from the bear and hiding behind a locker, still moaning because of her knee. "Who are you !? Why did you dump into me ? Couldn't you watch where you were going ?"

"Actually, you're the one who bumped into me, Ma'am." The bear replied in a very sensual voice, looking at the girl hiding with a small grin on his face. She blushed and hid even more. "Hey, don't be afraid of me. That's nothing, I'm not hurt."

"Leave me alone !"

"Would you come with me at lunchtime ? I'd like to speak to you. I have a few friends if you want, I don't wanna leave you alone like that."

"Why aren't you leaving already !?"

"Name's Freddle. But you can call me Fred." The bear said, offering her his hand like a true gentleman.

Springtrap just stared at him blankly, ashamed, and then took his hand, smiling shyly and blushing even more. "I am Springtrap."

Fred smiled back and invited her to walk around the school with him while talking. She couldn't refuse. She was so happy that someone wasn't afraid of her. She looked horrible. That was mainly because... Well, not the time to explain that stuff. "So you're the daughter of Bonnie the Bunny and Fredbear ? For real ?" He asked, seemingly impressed.

She nodded and looked at some students who were just passing them. "And you ? Who are you parents ?"

"My father is a bear called Caley. He lives in New Jersey. And my mother is... your teacher. Her name is Kate." Fred explained calmly, and Springtrap could see pride in his eyes as he was speaking about his family. "I have two brothers. We're triplets. There is Freddy, my 'big' brother and Fredrick, also my 'big' brother."

Springtrap raised an eyebrow at that. He understood where she didn't follow him and enlightened: "Even if they were born only few minutes before me, they insist that they're my big brothers."

"Oh." She nodded, smiling kindly to him before looking at her watch. "Well, we have time, it's only 10 AM."

"Do you want to do something in particular ?" Fred asked, taking a look at her as she was humming, wondering about his question.

She had no idea what to do around this place. She was as lost as if she had never lived here. She was never out of her room so she didn't know anything about Hurricane. Where there stores ? Maybe. Where there restaurants, like cafés or diners ? Maybe somewhere. But the question was... where ?

Noticing her indecision, Fred took the advantage. "I know a good diner where we could eat some pancakes. They are very good. I think it would be a good idea to go there. Plus, I know a girl there, she's a waitress, her name's Toy Chica but we all nickname her 'Tica'. I'm sure you'll like her."

"Did... Did you just... say... Toy Chica ?"

"Yeah, I did. Why ? Is something bothering you ?" He inquired, seemingly worried about her.

Oh yeah, maybe she turned pale of a sudden when she heard that name. That could be a thing that can happen in those circumstances. She felt like she was about to vomit once again, so she pushed him away as fast as she could. Fortunately for her, she didn't vomit, but she felt as bad as if she had. Fred made his way back toward her and carried her to the Nurse's office, where the nurse looked amazed to see a broken down animatronic, well two broken down animatronics if Fred's native form counted in the Nurse's eyes, entering her room all of a sudden without even knocking at the door.

"She's sick, I think. She was about to vomit." Fred told her very quickly, lying Springtrap on the bed where she moaned, seemingly ill. Really ill.

The nurse made her way to the girl and checked if she had anything to give her, and finally she found something that might be helpful. She came to the bunny and gave her what she had found. "That will help you, but you need to stay at home if you're sick like that."

"I'm always sick, Ma'am..." Springtrap replied, swallowing the pill and looking at both Fred and the nurse. "My life makes me sick."

The nurse felt bad but didn't add anything, just asking the two students to leave her office. Fred carried Springtrap to the diner where he wanted to eat, and then, all became worse.

Springtrap was lying on the ground, her head was killing her, and she felt her blood pulsing through her veins as she was not able to move a finger. She quietly opened her eyes, moaning in pain, and all she saw was blood. There was blood everywhere. She blinked twice before looking through the whole room, looking for Fred. This one was lying behind her, his head banged into the ground and blood rushing from his chest. It won't kill him, Springtrap thought as she raised her head a little, trying to notice corpses around or to see if the killers were still here.

She heard some footsteps behind her so she lowered her head, closing her eyes and breathing as silently and calmly as she could. She felt a hand on her shoulder. It tried to shake her. She did not react. React and you're dead, Plushtrap, she told herself, holding back her tears and her breathing at the same time. The hand shook her again, but when the man noticed that she hadn't moved, he left her behind and walked toward the others. The guy made his way toward Fred, doing the same thing as he did with Springtrap.

Fred, I beg you, don't move a single finger.

Satisfied to see, or to think, that everyone was dead, the killer made his way to the exit and walked away, joining the other killers at the opposite side of the street. They laughed and got into their car, driving away from the town.

Springtrap sighed in relief and she stood up as fast as she could, looking all around the place with a broken expression. There were many corpses, but some of them managed to survive, like her, Fred and two children hiding under their seats. The mother of the two children was actually at her table, a bullet in her head and her eyes blank as Death had took her away from reality. Springtrap sniffed sadly and walked slowly to Fred, avoiding the glass at her feet, and she shook him. He blinked and looked at her in a scared way. "What happened, Plushie ? Are we in Hell ?"

You idiot, of course we're not, she thought as she shook her head negatively. She rolled her eyes and offered him her hand, helping him to stand up. He hissed in pain once he was up, breathing very irregularly, and placing a hand on his wound. "It's horrible... It hurts so bad..."

Springtrap didn't say anything and walked away from him, helping the two kids and carrying them to the exit, where the police was waiting for the survivors. One of the officers came to her and asked her if the parents were alive. She just stared at him with disillusionment. She had been totally broken by what happened. She wasn't herself anymore.

Her mother Puppet quickly ran to her and hugged her tightly, but Springtrap just stared at the horizon, slowly stabbing her mother with a fragment of glass she had taken. Her mother chocked and soon fell on the ground, Plushie looking at her like a mad girl and suddenly bursting out laughing.

"SPRINGTRAP !" Fred cried out by her side, sitting on the car. He seemed really worried and frightened at the same time. "What were you dreaming about ? You were like, smiling."

Springtrap blinked in confusion before turning to him. "It was... weird. Maybe we should go ahead and take a drink... Then I will get better." She suggested.

The bear smiled and nodded, helping her to get out of the car and letting her enter the diner first. She nodded to thank him and walked to the counter, waiting for her friend to come. The teenager then spoke before her. "Hi Tica !" He waved at the waitress, who looked at him and gasped in joy.

She reminded Springtrap something but she didn't know exactly what... Was she the chicken who was reading her letter... that morning ?

"Hey Fred ! Oh, you're bringing a friend today ! What's your name, cute little bunny girl ?" Tica inquired, a kind smile on her beek.

Springtrap seemed nervous. Doesn't she recognize me ?, she thought but she just kept it silent. "I'm.. Springtrap. N-Nice to m-meet you."

"You're shy, aren't you ? That's okay I guess, I'd like to get to know you !" Tica reacted, looking at Fred. "Pancakes ?"

"As always." The bear answered, nodding and winking at the chicken.

Tica wrote that on a piece of paper and smiled. "Take a seat ! I'll be back in a minute !"

To be continued...