Introduction
One word,
Requiem.
An act or token of remembrance. This is a requiem for my youngest son. I just wish I could have saved him from his horrible inncdent that changed me and my family's lives forever...But I couldn't..
November 12, 1987
The doctors and nurses had just finished wrapping the bandages around your head where your frontal lobe had been torn away from your face. As soon as they were done wrapping, more blood came gushing out, staining the gauze as you were placed on the Oxygen and hooked up to a heart moniter. Dr. Charleston turned tword me, his face fell as he gave me horrific news. I looked deep into his eyes and he just stared back into mine. He took out a handkerchief and dried his hazel eyes as we both looked down upon you, the slight rising and falling of your chest took away some of the pain that we both felt for you. We knew you were still alive, but you were hanging on by a thread, I knew that once that thread broke you would either be back with me and your mother, or in a better place hopefully far, far away from your cruel sibling. I just hoped that you would be able to be back with us if you made it. You're just so young, that I don't wanna lose you just yet.
After five minutes of silence, the doctor spoke to me and Michelle. "I'm so sorry for what happened to your son Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt. There's nothing more that I'm able do for him, he just has to rest and you guys just need to pray. How could your sons life have taken such a cruel and unsual turn?" He asked us. We both shook our heads and shrugged, even though I knew what had happened. I was there, I witnessed it with my own eyes. Michelle turned and looked at me, her face red and stained with tears. The wife was devastated and sobbing her eyes out right in front of me. "I'll leave you two alone with him, cause it looks like you guys need about five or ten minutes." Charleston observed as he took his clipboard and headed out the door.
"Michelle, why don't you head for the car, I'd like a moment alone with our son." The woman got up out of her chair, grabbed her purse and threw her arms around me. After the reassuring embrace I walked over to Jeremy. I pulled back my arm and slapped him hard across the face, trembling in anger. After the slap, a black and blue bruise started forming immediately on his cheek. Your mother was horrfied that I did that to your brother right in front of her that she almost fainted, but he deserved it for what he did to you. "Go to the car dear, I'll be there in a bit. Jeremy, you're in so much trouble when we get home!" I snapped as I gritted my teeth.
My wife nodded, Jeremy looked about ready to cry. "Of course honey, whatever you need, you take as long as you want. This was probably the saddest day in history for our family." She turned on her heels and headed for the car. I pulled up a chair and sat down next to your hospital bed. I reached my arm out and ran my hands through your soft chocolate brown hair as I fought to hold back the tears I felt forming, I scratched at my eyes.
"Oh son, if there was one thing, one thing at all that I'd like to say, it would have to be ,I'm sorry. Sorry that I couldn't save you from your tragic incident at the diner. I knew your brother was mean to you, but I never thought he would do something so horrific to you. And on your own birthday too, I thought Jeremy said he would always love you and protect you all your life no matter what happened. I never knew that he tormented you so much that he would stick you right into the jaws of death. Literally. And especially my own robotic creations I designed and build with my own two hands just for your special day. I thought he was just playing and messing around with you.
Michelle, dragged Jeremy by his wrist down to the hospitals parking lot to the car where she took the keys I gave her, unlocked the door, and threw your sibling roughly inside, slamming the door shut along the way. As soon as she took her seat on the passengers side, she exploded and screamed at the top of her lungs,"Jeremy Schmidt, what the hell were you thinking doing that at FredBear's Family Diner?! You have really crossed the line because of what you did to your younger brother! And on his own birthday! Being a brother means that you're suppose to look out for one another and not let anything happen, but did you do that?! No! You just shoved him right into the jaws of your fathers creation, and now he's probably gonna die because of you!" She scolded. Normally your mother is usually so calm, unless she's yelling at someone or punishing your brother then she let's them have it.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Please don't hit me!" Jeremy held up both his hands and covered his face.
"It's a little late for that don't you think?!" Michelle picked up her purse reached her arm back, and smacked him right upside the head. "You don't love your brother at all!" Jeremy slumped down into his seat and said nothing more after hearing the anger that lined the wife's voice.
I placed my head in my hands and cried, tears streaming down my face as the agonizing pain broke my heart in two right down the middle. I swiped a vase off the little table, it hit the floor and shattered. I looked up when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Dr. Charleston, he looked at me for a minute then gave me a reassuring smile. I smiled for only a second before it turned back into a frown. "It's so sad when you die if you're fighting for your life. But hopefully your son will pull through, he seems like a strong boy for his age." The doctor had a confident twinkle in his eyes. I remained quiet, for I knew I would never be able to forget this day. November 12, 1987, the day of the 'Bite' and also Schmidt's saddest day. I still remember what happened to get us in this position, how our life was tremendously effected and what became of me after this tragic event had occurred...
A/N
Hey everybody, I'm back, the title comes from a piece of music and a movie called Requiem For a Dream. Also after listening and watching the animated version of the song March Onward to Your Nightmare by DA Games (awesome song, definitely on my top FnaF song list), that was animated by Bonnie bunny. Yes the b in bunny is lowercase. XD I decided to completely redo Vinny's back story from the ground up. I also decided a oneshot just wasn't cutting it. Hey rebooting just means you're becoming better right? XD I just hope it turns out better this time. R&R and keep smiling!