Chapter 6

"Wait..." Baby paused trying to process what was said, "Ennard...? Is that you? I-I haven't seen you since 1984! Where have you been?!"

"Locked away from the world." Ennard spoke from the shadows.

"I thought you were dead."

"I was close to being dead." Ennard told her, "My darling Baby I've missed you all those years. I've been trying to get back to you. Why didn't you come looking for me? I was close by."

"I-I did try!"

"You didn't try hard enough." He sounded a little angry, "Do you Know I've been rotting away while you been pampered for showtime each day?"

"I did try Ennard! No one told me what happened to you! I thought you died! You just disappeared off the face of the earth one day! Your room was cleared out and your equipment was gone and all the photos of us were destroyed! I thought you ran away from home seriously! No one told me where you went when you vanished! But I looked everywhere I thought of! I didn't stop trying to find you! I always had the small hope you were alive somewhere!"

"I only just survived being caged for years Baby."

"Years! Of course! Times has changed! We have a band now! You should come and meet them I'm sure they'll be thrilled to meet you!" Baby reached out into darkness and grabbed what felt like to be his arm.

"NO!" Ennard screeched as she pulled him under the light, Baby dropped what she thought was his arm but what was really a long metal tentacle which dropped onto the floor before retracing back to Ennard.

"E-Ennard...?" Baby asked frighten, "Y-You're... Y-your skin... Your exoskeleton! What happened to you!?"

From the man she had previously remembered with short silver hair, perfect skin, dazzling blue eyes, a white shirt with a green and yellow vest, a red bowtie with dark grey pants and flat black shoes was a total backflip of who she saw right now in front of her.

Before her was a monster.

Ennard now had long, tangled, feral dull grey hair which looked like been torn out in some spots and poorly cut in other spots because of the different lengths, the longest lock going down to his back and stopping in the middle of his robotic spine. His spine was now infested with thick wire tentacles that torn out of his skin and lashed out against everything basically. The worst thing was the four menacing claws that had grown to a long length, the four sharp talon like points on the tips snipped against each other since they didn't move towards Baby.

His white shirt was now a horrible and stained grey, which ad been torn down the middle. His vest was no where to be seen. But that's not what disturbed Baby the most. He wore a thick bandage across his visible chest and small wires and dried up blood were visible from the gaps.

His hands didn't look like her hands. His skin was torn from his elbows and his exoskeleton was all that was there along with more wires. His fingers were sharp points on metal joints that connected to a bulky piece which wad meant to be his hand.

His pants looked more like shorts, they were torn to his knees and his skin ended just after his knees, it was the same with his hands. His feet were flat slabs of metal on the floor with sharp points that were once his toes.

His eyes had lost their glow. Back in the 1980s, they had this indescribable beauty, like sapphires. They had a flare, his eyes said everything about him; he had to desire to make children happy and to bring smiles to their faces. But now... that was gone... his eyes had sunken in and the skin around his left eye was missing. The colours had all just faded. They were still blue of course. But just not the same as they use to be.

"Time changed me." Ennard told her as one of the claws came down at his demand to grab a lock of his thin hair and rub it together to show weak it was after all this time.

"W-who did this?!" Baby asked believing this was a horrible crime of vandalism. Surely Ennard would never do this to himself.

"Our creator did." Ennard answered reaching inside his bandaged chest and pulling out his old red bowtie, which was frayed all around and torn. "It's a vicious kill cycle. Once we're unable to perform anymore. They put us out. You've lasted longer than me. They did this to me. Humans are not to be trusted. That's what I learnt. They stole my life away. They erased me from existences. They took me... away from you... we were partners... best friends... I even saw you as my little sister."

"I saw you as my guidance also." Baby added smiling.

"Alright Baby. Listen. The company won't let me perform anymore because of my condition. So what's my next move? I don't know what to do." He kneeled down to her level and grabbed her shoulders.

"I don't know. Maybe you could stay in my room."

"And violate your privacy?! Baby it's not how I was built! I would never invade your space!" Ennard shrieked looking frighten.

"Then what else is there to do?"

"You're right! I don't know! I don't want to scare your new friends! I don't want to burden you!" Ennard started to tear up, but the tears were pure black.

"Ennard calm down." Baby told him.

"Oh no Baby! I don't want to ruin your life by the company seeing you with me! I'm a monster! I need a new face! I need repairs that can't even be given in this state!" He messy wiped his tears away, only for new ones to appear and roll down his pale face.

"Don't cry! I can fix this! You just need a new skin!"

"A new skin! That's it!" Ennard shot to his feet, "A new skin to provide new life!"

Baby shivered remembering that moment in which Ennard told her he wanted to kill a human to escape. But now was not the time to focus on the past which already happened; Ennard was with the Blind Exoskeleton now named Yenndo and there was a limited window in which they could all get in and get out. Ennard had already seen Aaron and Funtime Foxy but he passed it off as him imagining it.

It was a huge relief when Ennard believed he imagined seeing Aaron and Funtime Foxy. But Baby knew if they were spotted again, Ennard would go for the attack.

"Just in here." Baby directed them into Ennard's bedroom, she knew after that they could find the storage closet where the decorations were.

Ennard room looked nothing like her room, which was neat and tidy with pretty pink and red colours. His room looked like a disaster zone.

Apparently the lumpy mattress with messy intense patch work done on it classified as a bed. His old pillow which she recognised was stained with dried up blood and half torn up with visible holes. It also had patch work done. Clearly Ennard loved to ruin his own stuff. Not just other peoples stuff. The only warmth he had was a patchy blanket made of different types of material. She saw the fabric from his old vest was stitched in. But it looked horribly discoloured.

"That does NOT look welcoming." Funtime Freddy commented.

Aaron nodded in agreement, he then turned and saw a pretty thick book on the floor. He lifted it up and saw it had no title. He was startled when the first page read:"SKIN CHOICES" in red ink.

He flipped thought the pages and found profiles of all employees that worked there, including the mechanic who came in once a week, the techs who checked the lights and programming in the system, even his boss William Afton was there. But was what disturbing is that very detailed explanations were written about their body structor such as their height, weight and how fit they were. There were comments written at the bottom in messy hand writing such as "TOO FAT" and "LOOKS LIKE A WALKING TREE".

But then he found his photo. His weight, height and body mass was included. At the bottom was a comment written by Ennard most likely. Which said "PERFECT."

That shook him down to his bones, he cautiously flipped to the next page and saw more detail about himself, including where he lived and where he went to school in his youth. Ennard's comments were vague, but they all stated the same dark intention that Ennard thought he was the perfect one.

Next pages revealed a full body sketch of Aaron next to Ennard, which included his known details such as his height of 7 feet and his weight being a startling 345 pounds. His metal must be weighting him down in a lot. Aaron remembered he was 6.4 feet and an avenge weight. How did Ennard planned to fit inside him? That was detailed next to him. Ennard could decease his height and his tentacles could retract inside him meaning he would have room to climb inside him.

Ennard also had plans written down about a machine called the scooper. His plan in his words; was too scoop Aaron while he was still alive which would kill him almost instantly then removing all his internal organs to get inside him and wear him like a body suit then walk outside to freedom without being detected.

Aaron dropped the book in horror and backed away from it like it would explode any second. Baby noticed this.

"What's in that book?"

"N-nothing!" He lied looking white.

"It doesn't look like nothing."

"Aaron." Ballora called his attention, "I hate to say it. But I think Ennard is still crazy about getting inside you." She torn down a curtain to reveal a collage of his photos all pinned onto wood. In the middle was a sentence that scared everyone in the room.

"DIE BASTARD."

God knows how Ennard got all these photos including some from his childhood, some from his family vacations. Unless Ennard was a camera. He doubted he got these by pure knowledge.

"Can I go home?" Aaron asked feeling sick to his stomach.

"Don't fall yet." Baby supported him.

Aaron started to feel the colour drain again when he heard Ennard approaching from behind him. Baby dragged him by his forearms into the storage room behind them. Ballora had her Minireenas run inside and Funtime Freddy, Funtime Foxy ran in just as Bibybab came in last to close the door just before Ennard entered.

"Why do the rats love to move my stuff?" He asked as he lifted up the book, "Ah my favourite book... I wonder what those Idiots doing anyway... maybe playing pattycakes like the children they are." He placed the book down and stretched out his back, making it crack unpleasantly. "Calling it a day now. I'll talk to Alex tomorrow."

"Whose Alex?" Baby asked as Ennard fell onto his bed, his body appeared to be unconscious but his claws and tentacles were still restless and they snatched at his bed. They might explain the patchwork done.

"I'm Alex."