A/N: Here I am, back again with another chapter! Before we get into this, I'd like to give a shout-out to all my reviewers, since I haven't done that for a little while ^^'

Samtastic V2.0-Glad you liked the last chapter. I hope this one will be just as satisfying :)

XXPay4XtraShippingsXX-Yep, gonna be a fun night for Fritz! Luckily she's a tough gal, maybe she'll make it? ;)

MMiladinova-Luckily, Ian can't feel anything, so the crowbar didn't hurt him. And yeah, watch what you say Mike. Shmuck.

3shadowprincess-What can I say, Mike just has bad timing. Guess it runs in the family, since Fritz decided to sneak in on the most dangerous night.

Elhini Prime-Just you wait...you'll be feeling even more sorry for Ian by the end of this chapter...

Duperghoul-Man, don't even worry about it. You're an awesome reviewer-both for this AND for Rewritten Pastas. Thanks for being great. And that goes for all of you guys.

Now, without further ado, on to the chapter (which is gonna be another one set from Ian's POV)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own imagination

Ever since I got back to normal after being under Melody's control, every single day has been a nightmare. Not just because I'm stuck possessing Foxy, but because of the things she made me do in this body. But I never, NEVER forgot her face.

Fritz was a little girl, eight years old like Hope. And Melody had made me hurt her, just because she thought she was being annoying. When Mike told me that she was alright now, that was one of the best things I'd ever heard. At least I knew that that little girl hadn't ended up dead, like the night guards I'd hunted in the past.

But now she was back, grown up…and she hadn't forgotten me. I didn't blame her for being scared of me. But at least, I hoped I could make things better between us by protecting her and Mike throughout the night. Looks like that wasn't going to work, though.

Travis…sorry, I mean Freddy-appeared in the door, that scary music box tune suddenly starting to play as his eyes and teeth showed in the dark doorway.

"Oh my God." I heard Fritz say behind me. Next to her, Mike started to laugh, and I could imagine that creepy, nervous look on his face. The thought that he was about to die suddenly filled me with energy. The only friend I'd had in years, the only one who tried to save us, was about to end up like everyone else before him, and his sister would be joining him.

Before I could stop myself, I caught the back of Mike's shirt with my hook and slung him over my shoulder before grabbing Fritz again, picking her up.

"HEY!" Fritz shouted. "What are you…?!"

"HANG ON!" I warned them. Before Mike or Fritz could say anything else, I dashed out through the other door as Freddy came lunging in with a screech. I barely noticed Fritz shouting out again as I bolted through the hall. Somehow, neither Bonnie or Chica showed up.

"Where are you taking us?!" Fritz demanded.

"There!" I announced. Fritz turned to see what I was pointing at…and a horrified look crossed her face.

"No! No, no, no!" Mike turned around to see, before looking back at his sister.

"Fritz," he started in a soft tone, "It's okay. We'll be safe there. I promise, nothing will happen to you."

And with that, I ran with them into Pirates' Cove, bursting through the purple curtains. I set Mike and Fritz down as gently as I could before peeking out through the curtains to make sure that none of the others had followed us. The coast was clear, so I turned back to them.

"You guys okay?" I asked.

"No I am NOT okay!" Fritz shouted (She'd said another word before 'okay', but I'm not going to repeat it!) "First I almost get attacked by three psycho robots, only to get snatched up by another one twice and be ran around this place, and apparently my brother is friends with the robot that gave me brain damage?!" She put her hands on her hips and glared at me and Mike.

"Will someone tell me what's going on already?! I don't even care which one of you does it!" Mike looked at me.

"You were right Ian-déjà vu." Fritz raised an eyebrow.

"'Ian'?!"

"Long story." Mike said. "But before I tell you, we should probably get to a better hiding place." He pointed at the ship-Foxy's pirate ship, which had been a part of Pirates' Cove way back when, before the Cove had been closed. Back before I was Foxy.

"Right…" I walked ahead, feeling too nervous to look at either of the teenagers. This was going to be a very weird night…

Fritz was quiet for a long time after me and Mike (okay, mostly Mike) told her my story. She stared ahead, probably letting everything sink in.

"Um, Fritz…?" Mike asked, looking at her. Finally, she blinked, coming back to normal.

"They're possessed?" Fritz asked. "All of the animatronics are possessed by the souls of the dead kids?"

"Yeah." Mike nodded.

"And except for Captain Foxface there, allegedly;" (I got a little sensitive about that part), "All of them are trying to kill you?"

"Yes." Mike answered again.

"And they've killed almost every night watchman who came to work here, with a vengeful little girl as the ringleader?"

"Yeah." Mike didn't even blink. How could he not be freaking out?!

"And even though you know all of this, you keep coming back here every night?" Fritz put her hands on her hips again, and I could tell that she was about to explode. I gulped a little, bracing myself as Mike said

"Yes." There was no sound. Suddenly, my friends weren't the scariest things in Freddy Fazbear's.

"Mike?"

"Yeah?" Mike asked.

"ARE YOU COMPLETELY INSANE?!" I let out a small yelp and motioned for Fritz to be quiet. But she just kept shouting.

"Killer robots, Mike! What am I supposed to tell Mom and Dad if something happens to you, huh?! The guy on the phone said that even if you died, management would just cover up your death! People are DEAD, Mike! People have died here!"

"Shh!" I hissed. "They'll hear you!"

"Shut up, fox boy!" Fritz snapped, and I flinched, holding my hand and hook close to me.

"Yes, ma'am!"

"I know the risks, Fritz." Mike said, never raising his voice, "And I don't care. I want to help Ian and the others. He was able to come back to normal, after all…"

"Yeah, after mutilating my head!" I looked down guiltily again, and an angry look crossed Mike's face.

"Fritz…"

"They're in Pirates' Cove!" Melody's voice suddenly echoed through the halls. "Get them!" Immediately, Mike and Fritz stopped fighting, and looked at the curtains.

"Crabcakes." Mike said. Fritz picked up the crowbar and baseball bat that she had brought, tossing the crowbar to Mike.

"I am NOT going to die by being stuffed into a stupid bear suit!" Fritz said, determined. "If I'm going down, I'm at least going down fighting!" I looked at her in surprise, then at Mike. He tightened his grip on the crowbar as Fritz stepped in front of him a little.

Below us, the curtains moved, and Bonnie stepped through. She looked up at us, and I moved between her and the Schmidts. She took a shaky step forward, then another.

I couldn't help but feel a little sad, thinking that that thing used to be one of my friends.

She took another step forward.

She's going to hurt them, Ian. She's going to do to them what she, and the others, have been doing to night guards in the past. They're not your friends anymore.

Bonnie grabbed the netting that dangled off the ship and started to pull herself up. Chica and Freddy came in behind her, splitting the curtains. I tensed.

Travis, Tricia, Hope. I know you guys are still in there. Please…please don't do this!

Suddenly, I remembered all three of them tearing into me. All the times they'd tried to hurt me after I tried helping the night guards…and I lost it.

"AHHHHH!"

"Ian?" Mike looked at me in concern. "Ian, are you…" I backed away from the side of the ship as they got closer, unable to stop myself from shaking. I didn't care how I looked to them at the moment. I was scared! I didn't want to end up a pile of scrap metal! Suddenly…everything stopped. The animatronics froze for a few seconds before slowly, slowly, climbing back down.

"Huh?" Fritz blinked. "What just happened?"

"I'll tell you what happened." Mike said, looking at his watch. "It's six a.m. My shift is over." He looked over at me. I must have looked really scared, because he patted my back and said in a relaxing voice. "It's alright. It's over. They're not going to get you, okay?" I nodded slowly, not able to say anything.

"We…we're alive?" Fritz asked.

"Yep." Mike said. "And it's because of Ian." He looked over at me. "If he hadn't brought us here, hidden us on the ship-the others would've found us sooner." I still couldn't say anything. I just pressed my index finger to my hook nervously.

"Will you come back tonight?" Fritz asked.

"Yep." Mike answered as he started climbing down. "I survived all five nights, now they're gonna hire me on as a full-time employee. Hopefully now I'll better find a way to save these kids." Fritz just stared at him.

"Um, Mike? You go on ahead. I want to have a word with Ian." Mike stared at her. "I won't do anything." She promised. "I just want to talk." Mike gave her a look that told her that he didn't trust her, but he gave me one last concerned look before continuing down, and leaving the cove.

Fritz stared after him, then turned to me, crossing her arms. She was shorter than me, but she was SCARY.

"Alright, 'Ian'," she started, putting finger quotes around my name, "It's been a very long, very weird night for me. I'm not sure what to believe after everything I've seen and heard. But I know one thing for sure-you ruined my life. Mine AND Mike's." Her eyes narrowed dangerously as she said this. "He used to be happier, you know. We got along a lot better before you almost killed me." It almost felt like I was being stabbed again.

"I'm sorry for that, Fritz!" I said. "I didn't mean to…" I reached out with my good hand, but Fritz drew back.

"Don't touch!"

"Sorry!" I said, bringing my hand back. Fritz fixed me with her coldest glare yet.

"A warning-if you…any of you, do to Mike what you did to the previous night guards, if you hurt him in any way, if the day comes where my brother DOESN'T come home from work, I'm coming back here." She leaned in close to my face, her eyes flashing angrily.

"And I will personally disassemble every last one of you. Got it?!"

"G-got it!" I answered, my voice barely above a whisper. Without another word to me, Fritz walked to the side of the ship, and before long she was gone, leaving me alone in the darkness.

A/N: Wow Fritz...cold. Though you can hardly blame her, given her past with 'Foxy'. And I'll come out and admit it, I borrowed a scene from 'Rewritten Pastas' for this chapter. Though it's a little different this time. Well, now that Mike's survived all five trial nights, what will happen now? Stay tuned, and as always, review!