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Jake and Janet's Universe: November 23, 2015- July 23, 2016
Janet's POV:
I heard the tomb door closed, and a shiver went down my spine. My heart was a bit racing because all those zombies. I felt someone's arms wrapped around me.
" It's just me.", Chica whispers calmly.
I hold onto her arms. I can hear my breathe. It was pretty shaky but I began to become much more safe here then out there. I heard Foxy and Freddy's footsteps coming down the stairs. Their LED eye lights shined in my face. I blocked the light and Foxy mumbled, " Sorry."
" Do you hear anything out there?", I asked.
Foxy placed Jake in the middle of the room where JST's body would've been.
" No, it be too quiet out there now. Once we closed the door, it went dead silent." Jake coughed. " Nice pun there, Fox-boy. By the way, I'm dying…" ,Jake chuckling to himself. " Teehee… I'm in the mood for flesh right now.", Jake covered his mouth with his one arm because he lost the other one from King Creeper.
I rolled my eyes, " Jake can we not joke about flesh-eating while we are stuck in a zombie apocalypse?", I asked.
" Yeah… wait…" Jake sat up and sniffed the air. I heard his back snap and he fell back. " I smell something… it's like bacon." He looked at me. " Janet just one bite… please?"
" No, no, no, and NO!", I snapped a bit worried for Jake.
Freddy pushed Jake down off the table, " What the hell is wrong with you!", Freddy barked.
" Damn, Freddy, it's nothing… it's just…", Jake groaned like a… zombie.
" J-J-Jake?", I stuttered.
Chica's arms squeezed tighter on me.
" Janet… I'm… not… me…", he answers.
Jake crawled toward us. " One… bite…", he asks. He throw himself away and screamed. " AAAAAAH! JESUS! WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME!"
We backed up. " We got to go, now!", Chica responds.
" But we can't leave Jake here!", I state.
" We got to keep you and the rest of safe from becoming a zombie!", Bonnie adds.
" HE BE MY FRIEND! HE'S JUST GOT HIS MIND IN THE WRONG PLACE!", Foxy adds trying to defend his best friend.
Bonnie looked at Foxy, " We will all be BITTEN if we stay down here longer! Jake would probably tell us to leave if he could!", Bonnie snaps.
" No I won't I would want to eat your flesh. GAAAAAAAH! DAMN IT!", Jake said quickly before Bonnie kicked him farther away from me and Chica.
" We got to go, Foxy! We have no other choice!", Chica pleads as tears rolled down her face. She pulls me closer to the corner of the tomb and away from Jake. Foxy was heavily panting.
" Foxy please…", I begged
Foxy turned to Freddy who was facing the wall with his head down, thinking and wondering. Foxy crawled to Freddy's legs.
" Freddy, me hearty! Jake's still him! He's just gone mad! Remember what that doc guy said, he's controlling him! He's trying to kill us, not Jake or somethin'! Please support me!"
Freddy turned around and looked down at Foxy, " Ok? So if he's not him and Doctor Jacob is doing all this, what do we do?"
Foxy slowly got up with the help of Freddy and looked at Jake. " I think we should do the same thing Bonnie did to the other lass."
" You propose... "killing" Jake? So that Doctor Jacob can't control him anymore?"
Foxy nodded. I looked up at Chica then to Foxy. I said nothing and I let them decide. But then I thought of something, " But isn't Jake immortal? No matter what you do he would still be alive, correct?"
" Not quite." Freddy said, " He's immortal, like you said, but his body well isn't. What I'm trying to say is Jake can't feel pain but his body does and reacts the same way as it normally does... sometimes. Remember with the legs? He couldn't control them. Jake can bleed out and still talk but his body won't move. Am I making any sense, Janet?"
I nod, " I understand.."
" Good, now that we're on the same page, we quote, "kill", Jake and we escape from here. Agree?"
Bonnie nods, then Chica, and then Foxy. The last was me. " Whoa wait, guys? Are you gonna-"
" Jake, we are worried about your safety, our safety. It will be done quick, plus you're immortal. You'll live.", Freddy says with a straight face. Bonnie steps forward with his guitar. He raised it over his head. Bonnie kept it there for awhile.
" I can't… not again. I know he's immortal but…"
" Bonnie…" ,Freddy put his hand on his shoulder, " You threw knives at him once. You ran him over with a go-kart, stab him with tree branch and many other things I can reference, but know you won't do it?"
Bonnie stared angrily at Freddy, " Then if I can't do it…", He threw shoved the guitar in Freddy's hands, " Then you should. You're the one that always asked to kill Jake and gets angry over not doing it."
Freddy didn't take his eyes off of Bonnie. " Fine then… so be it."
Without hesitation, Freddy bashed Jake's skull. Jake yelped, but laughed. " Ow… damn it! That didn't hurt!"
Freddy chuckled. Bonnie frowned, " You're such a creep sometimes, Freddy. Maybe you're crazier than Doctor Jacob."
Freddy turned to Bonnie again. " What did you say, rabbit?"
" You. Are. Crazy. That's what I said!"
Freddy raised his fist. Bonnie reacted and held his fist up as well.
" GUYS! Enough!", Chica interrupts. " Fighting won't get us anywhere now.", she adds.
Freddy turned to Chica. " Stay out of this."
Jake's head moved slightly. " Freddy… enough. You 'killed' me so let's get out of here, alright? We'll finish this argument later. Foxy or Chica, can you carry me to the rift?"
Foxy nods to Chica and he walks over to Jake and lifts him up.
" Alright… let's go!", I ordered.
We climbed the stairs and stopped at the tomb door. Everyone's LED lights turned off. Freddy opens the door of the tomb slightly. The moonlight seeped through the small crack and onto my face. We saw what was going on outside.
The rift was heavily guarded by Dr. JST and his undead army. Two of the zombies, King Creeper and Soviet Union, were staring at each other. They moaned and groaned then started to slap each other. King's arm fell off and S.U screamed in victory. King pushed him and S.U's head fell off.
Dr. JST saw this and yelled, " YOU TWO! STOP! ENOUGH OF THIS! I'M SICK OF YOUR FIGHTS!", Dr. JST flew to them and punched both of them. They fell to the ground but got back up again, not moving a muscle afterwards.
" How will we escape?", I asked the gang.
" Well unfortunately we can't just run to the rift without getting caught...", Bonnie responds.
Jake wiggled out of Foxy's arms. " I have an idea, it's crazy but it might work. It's also stupid too, but like I said, it might work…"
I tilted my head confused and sighed," What's your plan?", I asked him. " How good is your acting skills? Anyone? Who's really good?"
Acting skills?
Foxy rubbed his hook nervously, Freddy looked at Jake in confusion. " Where are you getting at?"
Jake tore his attention away from Freddy to Chica," Chica, do your best zombie impression. Do what your other undead self is doing."
Chica looked outside and saw herself. The Undead! Chica had her back slightly bent, her arms were down by her side, her beak wide open making groaning noises. Chica emitted it perfectly.
" Perfect!", Jake said, " Ok, guys, you get the premise here?"
Everyone nodded. I slightly nodded. I don't know how he could pull this off without anyone coming out of character or what not.
" Are you sure this will work?", I asked Jake, " I mean not everyone has acting skills and can keep character for that… "
Jake interrupts my worry talk, " It will be fine, as long as Dr. JST isn't there, we'll blend in.", Jake looks outside. " Look! He's gone too! Now's our chance, Fazbears. It's now or never."
Freddy pushed open the door. All of the zombies looked at us. Freddy limped forward and moaned. Bonnie and everyone else followed. I did as well. The zombies still stared at us. One went close to my face. It was the zombie me.
Don't notice anything different...nothing different...nothing different!
It then carried on.
Thank you.
Maybe that… was me… I couldn't tell because her face was so distorted. We were almost at the rift, all of the zombies still didn't notice us. It's working! Just a couple more steps and…
" HEY!"
We froze.
" What's going on here?
We turned slowly, still acting as zombies to see Dr. JST looking at us.
Oh no were caught!
" What are you guys doing here?" he asked tapping his foot. Maybe he doesn't know...
Chica moaned and Dr. JST smiled. " Oh… right. You're here just so you can see the rift? It's a wonderful thing, isn't it?"
Chica nodded slowly. " You know...", Dr. JST came closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. I can see the panic in her eyes. " I have something planned for the others. Your other selves are going to be in a whole lot of danger soon. They'll see! THEY'LL SEE! AHAHAHAH!", Dr. JST laughed and laughed.
I tried not to tremble or shake as I was close to Chica as well hearing all this.
Don't panic… stay calm…. stay calm!
I tried to get my mind off it as my zombie walk became a bit awkward. I hunched my back a bit more to not look as human-ish.
" Sayyyyy…", Dr. JST flew right next to me.
Don't move..Don't' move...Just stay-
" What's wrong with your back? Did it break again?"
I shook my head 'no' very slowly.
" Oh ok..," Dr. JST puts his gloved hands on the front and back of me. " Let me help you with that." Dr. JST quickly snapped me back up. He went a bit too far.
I screamed in pain. I quickly put my hands over my mouth to stop my painful cry. My knees trembled. I swear I heard my back bone crack! He smirked as my friend gazed in horror. Jake cursed under his breath.
Doctor Jacob Storyteller's POV:
What loud scream she has yet what tiny lungs she possesses…
Her scream was like music to my ears. I closed my eyes gently as I heard her scream a sympathy of such wonderful music. She's quite special. Why? Does she possess some sort of power that's even stronger than me? EVEN BILLY CIDER OR WHATEVER HIS NAME IS?! The whole world went silent.
" Zombies don't feel pain know do they?"
Janet looks at me through tears. She has feelings, and I want them.
" DO THEY!?", I shouted she fell to the ground but KFC caught her and brought her to her lower hands that aren't hands.
" STAY AWAY FROM HER!" ,The chicken shouted.
" Or what? You'll lay an egg?" I laughed.
I can see that she was balling up her… wing is it? Or is it a hand-ish? She delivered one to my face. It felt like someone smashed me in the head with a pillow. However, her wing or hand or whatever you freaks call it, seemed to have hit a break wall.
" AHAHAHAHAH!" I cheered. " YOU FOOLISH GIRL! YOU KNOW WHO I AM! I AM JACOB STORYTELLER BUT EVIL AND HANDSOME! YOU CAN'T KILL ME!"
The ripoff limped forward, " Whatever you say pal, cause once JST finds out what you're up to, you're toast."
" But where's the butter?" I walked around them, " You can't have toast without butter… or jam. If this 'butter' can't be applied to the toast, it's just toast. If there's not jam or butter, there's no point in toast. SO IF I'M TOAST… well that won't make sense…"
I snarled like a lion behind Freddy who jumped. " Hahaha… got ya…", I flew back to my place and looked at you. " ENOUGH WITH THE DIALOGUING! I WANT YOU TO GET ON WITH THE STORY! LET ME KILL THEM NOW!"
No… we won't… by the way… you miiiight want to look in front of you.
" What?!" I stopped shouting at you and looked in front of me. They were… gone. No…. NOOOOOOOOO! I saw the pool of the human pin-cushions's blood that lead to the place where the rift was… No… NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
" ERGH! AAAAAAAH!" I smashed three tombstones and then looked at you again. " YOU! YOU DID THIS!"
No… they didn't do this to you. They are just reading this, You wanted us to write more and end up killing off our heros, but you know we can't do that...
" WHY!? CAUSE YOU'RE THE GODS!? YOU MAKE THE DECISIONS!?"
Yes and no… yes because we have to keep them going. No because they want us to keep going as well.
I looked at you, " What are you looking at? This is still your fault!"
I turned my attention away from… you…. And opened the rift once more.
" By the time this day is over, I will kill them and this will be on my behalf, not yours, and EXPECTEDLY NOT YOURS!"
The zombies! Oh how I almost forgot…
" AS FOR YOU WALKING DEADS! I WANT YOU TO DIE! AGAIN! GO BACK TO YOUR COFFINS! YOU. ARE. FIRED!"
I jumped into the rift. As I cruised in the Rift Vortex, I thought about who you were and where you live.
" Hmmm… I guess it won't hurt to find you… BUT NOT KNOW… some other time will do…", I giggled and then started to laugh once more. " Now, please go to the next POV... Thanks!"