(Third Person P.O.V)

Well… that was really… something.

Now that everyone was taken care of, he could finally focus as he spun around in the office chair. Now what to do... Foxy was taken care of, Miss Duckling was in the kitchen and the rabbit… oh yeah. How he could of forgotten?

"Oh Freddy~" He called out in a sing-song voice.

The response he got was heavy metal footsteps approaching behind him. Vincent turned around and smiled.

"That sly bunny is waiting for you in the back. You may want to have some fun with him and get ready for your big moment later… also~" His smile turned into a grin. After you take care of that stupid rabbit, you may do as you please with those traitors in the basement. Tie them up, beat them down, to your hearts content~." Freddy's eyes burned with rage, still wanting to get after those in the basement.

"Now, you have someone to defeat until that time does come." He stepped aside as Freddy charged full-speed to the backstage, taking Vincent by surprise. "Well, you're a determined one." He said quietly, smiling, "Didn't have to say much and you took off running… with that, I better not stay here. This is gonna be fun~!" He chuckled as he went into his ghost form and pursued after Freddy again.

He passed beside Pirate's Cove before he heard a familiar clicking sound. Vincent turned and peeked in, but saw no-one. Once he was about to turn and leave…

*CRASH* "O-o-owww…"

Why was he still alive?

Being invisible again, he went inside and moved the curtains a little. A collapsed Foxy, who had his face planted onto the floor before struggling to turn onto his back. "Never-r-r-r doing t-t-that a-a-gain-n." Foxy murmured to himself. "That land-l-l-l-l-lub-b-ber-r-r… h-h-he's go-o-one i-i-i-insane..."

That's when Vincent saw what he never would of dreamed would be real.

Red eyes flickering. Only for a fraction of a second. He knew his own eyes did not deceive him.

Time and words. The who knows~?

"Hello Foxy~."

The pirate's eyes moved around frantically, wondering where the voice was coming from. He opened his jaw to talk, but Vincent interrupted.

"Please don't talk, you won't be able to speak clearly with that torn voice box."

Foxy's jaw shut, and just like that it seemed that Vincent knew everything the fox was thinking.

"Freddy went insane. We both know that, everyone knows that. You know something else everyone still knows and will remember forever~? 1987."

The pirate winced at hearing that event being brought up again, "I-i-"

"Shhhh… leave the talking to me Foxy~. I know you did not mean to do that… no-one was expecting that, neither were you expecting that to happen. But someone, and I think you know who, still thinks you hated the child and bite her with all the force you can bring to her head. Freddy now hates you and sees this as his chance to get his revenge. I'm surprised the chicken has not beaten you yet-"

The blissful look of Foxy starting to emotionally snap was a dream come true for the man. The pirate's eyes flickered red again, a little longer this time. It was almost time, Vincent thought, just a little longer.

"He has always looked down upon you, Foxy. Everyone did. They pushed you into the shadows while he and they basked in the spotlight and in the children's laughter and smiling faces. You gathered dust and tears while the others shined... and no child wanted to see you thanks to them."

Letting out a scream from his voice box glitching, Foxy stood suddenly moved and stood upright.

"Whoa there Foxy~!" Vincent said, now in his physical form. "What's going on?" It took one look to figure out. Vincent smiled.

"That F-Fredd-dy will n-not take 'n-nother s-step." Energy coursed through Foxy as he started to walk off his small stage and out to the party room. Vincent followed, his curiosity at it's very highest.

Blood. Red. Eyes. The man grinned wide as Foxy let out another scream, the glowing intensifying.

"He has brought you lots of pain, Foxy. It's time to show what that feels like to be alone and neglected."

It has truly begun.

Vincent watched as Foxy walked into the party room, keeping a good distance away in case a certain bear was to appear.

Now... what if... Vincent went to a full grin. "Best idea ever Vincent~! You're a genius." He told himself as he slipped though and peeked on Freddy's progress. More then expected, as he saw the purple rabbit's face torn off, only wires and pieces of metal sticking out. He was not even switched on.

Vincent clapped as Freddy suddenly turned around. "Very good job you did there Freddy. Was not expecting this at all~." He said as he placed a hand on Bonnie's head... or at least what was left of it. It was then he started hearing Foxy scream again. "I hear the ol' pirate fox wants someone to play with~. I peeked in earlier and overheard he wanted to kill you for destroying him, ever since the Bite of '87. Everything that happened to him he blames on you... and now he wants your head."

A deep growl could be heard from Freddy as he stepped forward, and Vincent gestured him to the door. "He bit the child, now he let the murderer go... it won't happen again." It was seconds later when Freddy confronted the now insane Foxy and growled, Foxy raising his hook to attack.

"Now, where do they keep the popcorn~?" Vincent wondered, but dismissed it as if he went to get popcorn, that is if this place even had popcorn, he would miss the fun. He hid in the shadows again as he watched with a very wide and satisfied grin as the two animatronics tried to kill each other.

"I just sit back and relax. Well done Vincent~ You won." He said to himself, silently applauding for moments like these.