A/N: Well, here I am again, guys! I'm back at college-and I MIGHT have a very tight schedule. Though the good news is, I'm almost done with my other fanfic, Rewritten Pastas, so I'll be able to work on Poor Little Souls more. And I'm going to TRY to start updating at least twice a week-no promises though. Also, I'm going to take a page out of Elhini Prime's book and write a couple short stories to go with this. Mine are just going to be oneshots, though.

One of the other kids gets free in this chapter! Though who it is might surprise you...

Disclaimer: Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to the genius that is Scott Cawthon, and I am but a lowly insignificant worm that is a fan.

Up until I was ten, my worst nightmare was the one where I showed up to school in my underwear. Yes it was stupid, but at least it was one I could wake up from.

Then came my tenth birthday. What was supposed to be the happiest day of my life turned into a day of blood and screaming. I'd seen my friends, then my own twin killed before the same thing happened to me. And when I woke up, I was in Freddy. Not to mention I had an evil puppet making me go out and kill people-even after our killer left. She didn't care if the new night watchmen (and women) were innocent people, in her mind they were all the same. They were all just as bad as the 'purple man'.

Friendly singing robot animal by day, killer bear at night. This was a nightmare I've had to go through every night since 1983-one I couldn't wake up from. Ever.

I looked right at the cameras, sure that that 'Mike' guy was wetting himself in fear. Why did he keep coming back?! I almost killed him on his third night here!

Go! I heard Melody's voice say in my-or was it Freddy's? head. The cameras moved.

No! Stop! I don't want to! NO!

But I started moving on my own.

This was a nightmare! I just wanted to stop…to break down, to rust-anything! Because I wasn't human anymore. I couldn't die again.

As I got closer to the office, I heard shouting.

"…your dad! He shouldn't do that to you!" I actually froze for a second.

Ian.

Out of all of us, that little scaredy-cat had been the only one who was able to get free, to go against Melody. And now he was protecting the night guards from US. His own friends.

In the end, it turns out that he was actually braver than the rest of us.

"Try telling him that. The man has no idea how to be a father."

This voice was older and lower. I guessed it was Mike.

"You should get out!" Ian sounded almost hysterical. "You're old enough to live on your own; you can't just let him keep hurting you!"

I suddenly found myself thinking back to my own dad. His warm, friendly eyes, his happy laugh, and his nickname for me-bear cub. Fitting.

Daddy! Mama! I want to go home!

I wanted to cry as I thought of my home and family. I couldn't go back. And even if I did, I didn't think they'd want to see me like this.

Why are you just standing there?! Melody asked. Get him!

I started moving forward again, and as I got closer, Mike and Ian stopped talking.

Please, just get out! I thought. I can't hold her off! I can't stop her!

Suddenly, Mike stepped outside.

Run!

But Mike stayed put. He just stared right at me-and I couldn't help noticing that he had a black eye.

"Mike?!" Ian stepped outside, his eyepatch flipping up in fear and surprise.

RUN! I started to move, but Mike didn't move.

"Wait, Travis."

Travis?!

My surprise actually caused me to stop, ignoring Melody's voice.

"That's right." Mike didn't even blink. "I know who you are. And I know you don't really want to do this. It's all Melody using you-and the others, as her puppets."

He's lying! Melody said in my head. I'm trying to help you!

"Ian was able to break her control." Mike continued. "Ian. The crybaby." Ian glared at Mike.

"Hey!"

"Sorry kid, just go with it." Mike whispered out of the side of his mouth, his eyes never leaving me.

Don't listen to him! He's LYING! He's just like the man who killed us!

My head felt fuzzy. I lifted my paws…and saw Chica/Hope coming behind Mike and Ian.

"Why don't you show me how great you are, Travis?" Mike finished. "Show me you can beat her."

I thought about everyone I'd killed in the past, how scared they'd all looked as I grabbed them, dragging them away to their doom. This guy was different. He wasn't afraid of me. He was talking to me like I was still human-and he was right.

I'd never let anyone boss me around when I was alive, why should I now?!

I wasn't a mindless killing machine.

I could do this. I could beat her.

I wasn't going to be Melody's puppet anymore.

Suddenly, I felt…different. Lighter. Yes I was still in a big clunky animatronic, but I felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my soul. Ian seemed to notice, because he gasped happily and said

"Mike, his eyes!"

I didn't waste any time. I grabbed Mike and Ian and pushed them into the office as Chica/Hope tried to grab Mike. He gave me a confused look, but when he saw Chica/Hope he understood, and the door went down. The chicken robot looked at me for a few seconds, then left.

After a few seconds, Mike opened the door, letting out a breath.

"That was close." He looked up at me gratefully. "Thanks for the help, Travis." I tilted my hat.

"It's Tricia, actually. Travis is my brother." Mike's eyes widened.

"Wait, you're the girl? That's ironic."

"I had a feeling." Ian said, coming out from behind him. "When we were alive, Freddy was Tricia's favorite animatronic, and Bonnie was Travis'."

"And you didn't tell me this before why?"

"That really you in there, Ian?" I asked.

"Yeah…it's me." Ian said sadly.

I flinched.

"This is really weird…"

"You're telling me." Mike started. "I'm hearing Freddy Fazbear talk in a little girl's voice."

"Not that!" I snapped. "Being able to think for myself again after so long-and just…everything." Ian walked outside, putting his good hand on my shoulder.

"I know. It was the same way for me the first night. You'll get used to it, Tricia." He smiled big, showing off all of Foxy's sharp teeth.

"See, Ian?" Mike asked. "We've got ONE of your friends back. And now I should check the cameras to make sure the others don't come get me." He went back to sitting in his chair, and Ian asked me

"Wanna help?"

"Help? Like how?"

"Helping me watch the doors." Ian answered. "And if Travis or Hope gets close, we warn Mike." I put my paws up.

"Alright-but this is still weird." Ian went inside so he could watch the east door.

"Hey Mike? How did you know that would work?"

"I didn't."

"What?!" Ian said. "She could've killed you!" For some reason, this caused him to start giggling.

"I know!" I shuddered.

"Weirdo."

"I heard that, bear girl."

The rest of the night was pretty quiet. At some point, Mike told me his plan to save us. It would have sounded crazy-except that it worked on me. I guess it was worth a shot? I sighed. Whatever. I was in now. And it was because of Mike's crazy plan that I was back to normal, so I felt I owed him. Around 5:55, Travis came walking to the office, and I gasped as I saw him walking towards me like a zombie in that creepy purple rabbit.

"Travis?" I asked quietly. "Is that really you?"

"I see him." Mike said quietly. "You want I should try talking to him like I did with you?"

You won't get the chance. Melody's voice whispered in the halls. Suddenly, Travis was wrapped in shadows and disappeared, reappearing in Mike's office. He nearly fell out of his chair as Travis screeched at him.

"No!" I hurried in as fast as I could. "Travis!"

Then the clock struck six. The shadow rabbit thing turned its head slowly to look at me before disappearing.

"That was WAY too close." Mike said, standing up and straightening his hat. I must've looked sad, because Mike said

"Next time. We'll have to be better prepared next time."

"Yeah…" I said. "Next time." I still couldn't stop thinking about my situation, and what my brother had turned into. Ian walked in and looked at me in surprise.

"Tricia?" I just ignored him and walked off, back to the stage, barely noticing the slight silvery shine on my fur. I may have been back to normal now, but the place was going to open in a few and I had to be on the stage. Plus, I had a LOT on my mind. I definitely needed some alone time…

A/N: Yes, Tricia was the one in Freddy all along XD Though you probably knew that already if you paid attention to the cover image. Just a quick note-even though Ian's soul becomes visible sometimes, Mike didn't tell him. And it's the same way with the other kids-so just now when Tricia's soul appeared outside Freddy, that was the first time he saw for himself.

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