Test Subjects Chapter 4 - Marking the Chickens (CHICA), a five nights at freddy´s fanfic

Woohoo! Hey guys!

Wondering why I'm such in a good mood today? Well, it's because I know very well that I'm going to share another chapter with you guys!

Well, here we have Chica narrating to us what her life in the factory far—ehem, Testing Institution is.

Continue reading, my beloved readers!

October 9, 2040

The Henne Forest Farm

Time: Morning, 12:34 p.m.

"Francine!"

The shrill voice of 14-year old Chiaya, or "Chie", resonated around Francine's ears. The 15-year old chicken hybrid turned her head to her youngest sister, a smile on her face.

"Chie! Come over here!" Francine called out, waving a hand at her sister. "I need you to watch over the cows! Can you do that for me?"

Once Chie was arms reach of her eldest sister, she smirked with a scoff. "Can I do that?" She then ran over to the nearest cow and hugged it behind the back. "Of course I could! It'll be all spic and span when I'm tending to them!"

The blonde chicken chuckled as she kneeled in front of the cow that was just beside her, then put a bucket under the cow's udder. "If you say so, Chie." She mumbled to herself, milking the cow. The cow mooed in delight, swishing its long tail around.

The farm was always peaceful, Francine always believed that. The sounds of farm animals were always calming to her. The cows moo, the chickens cluck, the dog barks, the goats bleat, and the pigs snort and roll in the mud... being in the farm was more peaceful than being in the city.

And besides, their farm is located deep in the forest. No one could possibly locate their current location, right?

Francine sighed and patted the cow with gratitude. The bucket has already filled up with cow's milk. She smiled and kissed the cow's forehead, then grabbed the bucket and walked back to the farm house.

The chicken hybrid glanced at her younger sister, who was currently playing with the pigs on the mud. Chiaya jumped up and down on the mud pools, laughing in delight.

Francine sighed as she entered the barn house. She was glad to have Chiaya around. She was the only remaining relative she had left, after all.

Her parents were killed by hunters. Her grandparents were captured and sent for slaughter. Her brothers were still in the Testing Institution, maybe already in the factory farm. She didn't know what happened to her older sister, Menley. But she was sure she was also caught and still experimented on.

She and Chie were the only ones left.

The 15-year old girl placed the bucket on top of the table, then she walked up to the fridge and got a big plastic bottle to place the milk in. She then carefully poured the milk into the bottle, leaving two glass fulls of milk for her and her sister to drink.

After that was done, the bottled milk was then placed on the fridge. Francine grabbed two glasses from the kitchen counter and poured the remaining milk in the bucket inside the glasses.

She smiled once that was done and put the bucket aside. The chicken hybrid then walked up to the door and poked her head out, looking around in hopes of finding Chie.

"Chie! Come inside now! There's cow's milk!" She shouted, hoping to see her sister run to her. But this was answered by silence. She didn't hear any reply from Chie.

Strange,Francine thought, finally stepping out of the farm house. She scratched her head, not seeing any sign of the younger girl anywhere. Chie always comes running to me when I call her.

"Chie!" She called out again. Francine locked the front door and walked around the barn house, turning her head to opposite sides in search of her sister. "Chie! Where are you?!"

Francine wanted to think that her younger sister was just playing Hide and Seek with her. She smirked to herself. "Chie, no more games! Come out, come out, wherever you are!" She shouted again, still walking around. She did take a few pauses to search for the younger chicken, though.

When she saw nothing, Francine scratched her head. "Alright Chiaya, this isn't funny anymore!" She huffed in annoyance, her eyebrows furrowed. "Where in the world are you?!"

As soon as Francine was about to search in the chicken farms...

"AAAH!"

Chiaya?! Francine thought, panic immediately rushing over her. Her steady walking immediately sprinted into a run, hoping to see if her younger sister is okay. What's going on now?!

"Now, young lady, these are only simple questions. Answer them, and you will be set free from capture."

Francine stopped halfway, careful not to emit a loud step, considering that there were mysterious voices behind the hay barns. If that's Chiaya they are taking hostage... She thought, when suddenly she could see multiple knives lying around the grass.

Francine looked around, trying to make sure no one comes out of the hay barn yet. She then rushed towards the knives, grabbing two of them and holding them in her hands. She then rushed towards her hiding place to eavesdrop.

"Ah, now let's see here. What's your name, darling?"

"...R-Rainbow. Rainbow Magewick."

Francine flinched, sensing that she heard that surname somewhere before. Magewick... sounds familiar...

"Do you have a connection with Magewick Poultry Farms?"

"Y-Yes! My father is the manager of the factories there."

Yes, yes that's it! Francine thought once again, gripping her knives tighter. That's where we sell our farm products, but the news is they actually make their farm animals' lives a living hell.

"Now, here's the honesty part. You just have to be honest."

"...O-Okay."

"...Are you a hybrid or a human?"

Francine heard a gun being prepared to be shot to their victim. This tempted Francine to attack as soon as possible.

"...I-I'm a hybrid. A chicken hybrid, in fact."

"Oh. I see."

A chicken... she's just like me and Chiaya, then.

"Since you've been exploring this farm land, can you sense any other hybrids around here?"

"Y-Yes! There is one that I saw! Sh-She's around here somewhere!"

"Oh. I see. Thank you for your cooperation, Rainbow."

"Th-The pleasure is all mine! Haha!"

Francine flinched. That girl just suddenly blurted out that there were hybrids in here! And Francine was pretty sure that she was directly telling them about her!

What are her intentions? And how the hell did she get here in the first place?

Her thoughts were cut off when a burly figure came out of the barn yard, with a gun in hand. He turned his head and yelped in surprise when he saw Francine, all ready to attack.

That surprised look only turned into a devilish grin.

Francine's eyes widened. The man's attire, and that simple grin he gave her gives it all away; he's a hunter, someone who hunts for hybrids and drags them away into the Testing Institution to be experimented.

Francine snarled and glared at the man.

I'm not letting him take away my sister, nor am I letting him take me away from Chie.

With a scream, Francine charged at the man, her knives slicing through the hunter's attire. Each strike caused the man to back away, but the girl knew that she wouldn't survive long. That gun he has in hand is much more dangerous than the blades she has right now, and one bullet can deprive her dead.

She attacked again, throwing the knife at his leg, causing the hunter to bleed. He screamed and knelt down, letting go of his gun and holding his wound. Francine charged, the knife aimed at his chest, when...

Pain suddenly erupted inside her, specifically starting from her head. Her eyesight began to go blurry, and she could feel herself getting dizzier and dizzier. She could feel her body tumble on the grass, rendered immobile by the shock she just received from an unknown person.

"We got another one. A hybrid."

"Look, she's a bird." She could feel her hair being ruffled harshly, causing pain to erupt again. She groaned and felt her chicken feathers jolt up from her hair. "A chicken even."

"We're taking her to the institution now, sir. Thanks to a hybrid just the same species as her, we wouldn't have caught this b*tch."

Th-That... that girl...Francine thought, remembering the time when Rainbow informed the hunters about where she is currently hiding at. Th-That girl...! Her blurry eyesight caught the sight of the hybrid, and she seemed to...

...she seemed to grin evilly at her.

Unable to think straight because of dizziness, she let the hunters drag her away. Her eyesight was still blurry, but she could still manage to see the surroundings around her.

Suddenly, a spot of blonde hair appeared behind the trees. The strands were tied up into a sideways ponytail, and she was happily running back to the farm with a big beside her.

She seemed to not see the situation Francine is right now.

No...

Francine tried to get down, but the hunters were too strong. Tears cascaded from her eyes. She wanted to warn her sister, but was not able to do so.

Chie! Get away from there!

"Come, Rainbow. You have to come with us, too."

"Really? Okay! Can I go see my dad?"

"Yeah, sure you can. We're going to your dad after we drop her in the institution."

"That's great!"

No... Chie! CHIE!

Finally, her eyes gave up on her, and they swung down, closed.

Francine didn't know what happened next after that.

June 20, 2043

Testing Institution, Room #3891

Morning: 4:45 a.m.

-/-

"Francine..."

Wait, that's her. That's Chie.

"Francine! Come on! We're gonna be late for school!"

Alright. I'll be there. Wait for me, Chie!

"Francine, the pigs are hungry! Shall we buy them tomatoes?"

Wait... what? Where are we now, Chie?

Pink eyes fluttered open, as she looked around, confused. The air was fresh, trees were everywhere, and in front of her she saw...

"...The barnhouse?"

She turned her head and saw her sister, already a grown-up 17-year old teenager, tending to the pigs.

"There. Do you want more tomatoes? I'll go get them for you, Sunny!"

Chiaya disappeared into the barnhouse, leaving the pigs to loiter around the grass. She smiled at the sight. Besides her sister, the farm animals they owned always calmed her down.

The blonde girl walked up to one of the pigs and knelt down to the pig's level, petting its pink head. "Hey, Sun." She cooed, kissing the pig's back. "I missed you."

Sunny snorted happily in response. She nuzzled her large nose against her leg, which made her giggle.

When she opened her eyes from all that laughing, the pig was gone.

What?She thought, then stood up and looked around. Her eyes widened. Where are the animals? She wondered, panic suddenly rising inside her. She ran inside the barn house, hoping to see her sister there.

She was gone, too.

Her eyes widened. Where had she gone? She thought, tears starting to fall from her eyes. Where had they all gone?!

"Chica!"

That voice... She thought, turning her head. There Chiaya was, with a worried look on her face, running up to her. "Chica! Look out!"

"What do you-" she was cut off when Chiaya jumped up to her and hugged her tightly. They both crashed to the ground, with Chiaya on top of her. There was a huge rumbling outside that made Francine stop moving.

She didn't know what caused the rumbling, but she did know that it stopped real soon. There were also voices outside, but she couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Chica!" Her sister suddenly pushed her to the ground, with a panicked look on her face. "Chica, are you okay?"

She nodded, albeit a bit surprised at her sister's behavior. "I-I'm fine, Chie, really! I-" She paused, looking at her sister suspiciously. "Wait... what did you just call me?"

She didn't get a response to that. The world around her suddenly turned dark, and she could feel herself floating in the darkness.

"Chie!" She shouted, running to completely unknown directions. "Chie! Chiaya!"

She suddenly felt herself getting dizzy.

The girl groaned, holding onto her head and dropping to the floor. "Chie... where are you...?" She sobbed, trying to open her eyes even for once.

"Chica..."

A voice. That could be her.

"Chie...?" She called out weakly, still lying on the floor.

"Chica, wake up..."

She groaned and pain suddenly erupted inside her. She could no longer speak out. Ch-Chie...

H-Help me...

-/-

"Godd*mn it! Wake up, you lazy chicken!"

Chica's pink eyes fluttered open, as her mind was set back into reality. She turned her head around in a panicked mode, then perked her head up to see Cassandra glaring down at her.

"Miss Cassandra..." She muttered, tears in her eyes.

"Oh, that's right. You got into a f*cking nightmare again, didn't you?" She shouted, then slapped the chicken hard, making her sob. "Just grow up, you f*cking b*tch! You could've just run away from whatever nightmare you had and open your eyes, dimwit!"

Chica sobbed, unable to move as Cassandra kept kicking on her.

"Hey, Cass, stop that!" Another voice of a woman resonated across both hybrid and scientist's ears. That said woman walked up to them with a clipboard in hand. She didn't look really pleased at Cassandra's behavior towards Chica. "Haven't I told you that abuse is not the answer to everything?"

With that, Cassandra threw Chica hard on the ground, making her groan in pain. This also startled the woman, but her shocked eyes were reduced to a glare. Cassandra furiously stomped up to the blonde woman. "And haven't I told you that you aren't my mother for you to boss me around, Alicia?" She hissed.

"I didn't say I was your mother." Alicia retorted, walking towards Chica. She then turned and gave Cass a smirk. "In fact, I wouldn't want to raise such a brutal child as you, anyway. I could just throw you in the dumpsters or something."

With that, Cassandra's eyes widened. She then scoffed and cocked her head to the side, crossing her arms.

Alicia snickered. She then turned to Chica, who was in such a dire condition. "You're not okay, aren't you? What did she do to you this time?" She asked, pulling out some tools from her medic kit. She took out some bandages and started wrapping it around Chica's head.

Chica winced in pain, but didn't mind. She actually liked Alicia more than any of the scientists here. Still, she was only a medic. Maybe this kind attitude of hers might disappear once she becomes one of them.

Chica let out a shaky sigh. "N-Nothing, really. I just got beat up, is all."

Alicia, after finishing the wrapping, raised an eyebrow. She didn't really look satisfied with that answer. She turned to Cassandra and gave her a glare. "Is what she said true, Cass?"

Cassandra scoffed. "Heh, I don't know! Maybe she's lying or something!"

"Basically I can tell that through her massive injuries, you weren't treating her well, weren't you?"

"...That's basically what a scientist does to stubborn hybrids like her."

"That's not how you treat hybrids." The medic stood up and took her things, then walked up to the scientist. "They're just like us humans, with the combination of animal parts. They have their own rights, too."

Cassandra waved a hand and walked up to the door, scoffing. "Yeah, whatever, Ali. Go ahead and preach about the good intentions these monsters have." She retorted, stopping beside the door. She turned her head to Alicia with a sneer. "But in the end, we all know that's what they are. Monsters."

Alicia only rolled her eyes and turned to Chica, a soft smile on her face. "Don't mind her. She's just... the sadist she is." The medic patted the chicken's shoulder, then stood up. "Well, I gotta go. See you around, Chica."

Chica smiled weakly, nodding. "S-See you around, too, Miss Wilson."

"Oh, please, deary. Call me Ali." She laughed, tapping Chica's shoulder one last time before standing up and walking towards a still-angered Cassandra. The brown-haired scientist was leaning on the wall, with an annoyed expression on her face. She didn't make an effort to turn to the blonde medic, or speak to her at all.

Instead, Alicia sighed, adjusting her red headband. "Alright, I know what you are feeling, Cass. You're annoyed at me for pulling out that 'saint stunt' again." She shrugged and scoffed. "Seriously, get a move on!"

"Oh, I am getting a move on, Alicia." The scientist retorted, walking back inside the room to do some twisted experiments on Chica again. "I ain't getting a move on because of some medic who loves preaching about how good hybrids are, blah blah blah. You better get your preaching off somewhere, Ali, where people will accept your words."

Alicia could only stare at her friend while still standing beside the white door. She then cocked her head to the side and closed the door behind her, sighing. This was a natural argument for her and Cassandra to have, but today, she seemed really hostile. Could she really be annoyed at what she is doing?

Alicia shook her head and walked off into the hallway, disappearing into the next room to treat the abused snake hybrid in there.

Meanwhile, Chica and Cassandra were both having their own private time. Cassandra was preparing some crackers for the chicken, which tasted really disgusting, in Chica's opinion. Last time she was forced to eat a cracker, it tasted like cherries melted and mixed with pig's blood and a dog's piss, then added with sugar and cat's poo in the same time...

"You enjoyed that treat from last time, didn't you, Chica?" Cassandra suddenly asked, making Chica turn and shiver. The chicken could do nothing but shake her head. She doesn't want to taste that god-awful treat again.

"No? But you did eat it, so that should taste good to you, shouldn't it?" The scientist leaned over to the chicken hybrid, who slowly started backing away with fear in her eyes. Cassandra offered the food to her, with Chica shaking her head. "Come on... there's nothing wrong with eating a chicken's treat, right?"

Chica shivered in fear and disgust. She won't eat that cracker if she would, but seeing that it's Cassandra who's offering her the treat, she couldn't do anything at all.

Chica's tears started to flow as she opened her mouth, forcing herself to eat the disgusting cracker. The sour taste of the cracker immediately made her want to spit it out and vomit. But she had to eat it. Cassandra would punish her again and she didn't WANT to be punished again. Chica needed to eat that cracker as soon as possible.

As soon as the cracker was finally gone and inside her stomach, Chica collapsed, saliva drooling out of her mouth. That tasted disgusting... And what's more, after eating such a horrible cracker such as that, she feels a bit... dizzy...

Cassandra chuckled, petting her hair. "Hehe. Good bird."

Next thing Chica knew, Cassandra suddenly yanked her hair, making the girl wince in pain. "C-Cassan... dra..." The chicken stuttered, being dragged by the scientist and forced to stand up.

The brown-haired scientist glared. "Shut up or I'll make you." She said, pushing the terrified chicken down on the bed.

Chica shivered. Now what was she doing? Since she was naked, completely naked, and there was nothing else anyone could do to a naked hybrid than to-

...No.

No.

No!

Chica stood up from the bed, but pain erupted inside her, making her drop down on the bed once more. "C-Cassandra, please!" She shouted, tears cascading out of her eyes. "Please! D-Don't do it!"

I'm only 18! The chicken thought, sobbing as she thrashed on the bed. I'm only 18!

Cassandra paid these shouts no heed. She opened the door and called out to any assistant that she could find. It seems she did find one, since Chica could hear her speaking with the said assistant over matters that she didn't really understand.

Matters that she didn't really want to understand.

After ten minutes, Cassandra walked up to Chica, with a menacing grin on her face. "Oh, why are you crying, Chica?" She asked, then grabbed her blonde locks. "You scared of what would happen?"

Chica shook her head. "P-Please..." She pleaded, in a whispered tone.

"Please what?" The scientist asked sarcastically, then turned her head to see that the scientist she just called out had what she just asked. Cassandra grinned. "Please... abuse you?"

Chica's eyes widened, and she shook her head rapidly. "N-No! No, please!" She pleaded, sobbing.

"Oh, but you'll enjoy this, Chica." She the gestured for the assistant to come over, who had a mechanical drill on his hand. "You'll very much like this. Kenneth, proceed."

The assistant Kenneth nodded, and turned on the drill. His brown eyes only spoke of blood lust.

To hold her down, he pressed his other hand on her head, preventing Chica from standing up. "N-No..." Chica pleaded, moving her lower body to see if she could escape.

Kenneth only shook his head. "Sorry, missy. Rules are rules, you know." He whispered, then proceeded to lower the drill on her back.

"N-No!" Chica shouted, fear in her eyes. She knows that drill is painful. She's seen her family endure that; and they had to suffer with the markings on their backs. "N-No! Please, stop!"

"Oh, don't worry Kenneth. She's still pretty young, I'm sure she could handle it." She heard Cassandra speak beside the door.

No! Chica shouted in her mind, closing her eyes. No, I can't handle it!

The chicken could feel the sharp edge of the drill almost touching her back, and she closed her eyes, ready for the pain to come.

The high-pitched screams of the chicken as she was being marked echoed around the thirty-fourth floor hallways, and each scientist knew this was a torture that Chica the Chicken 3891 had to endure.

Chica lay across the bloody bed, wrapped in bandages. The chicken was dazed and confused, but she did know what happened just earlier.

She didn't know what the assistant Kenneth carved behind her back, but she knew it meant no good for her. She wasn't surprised; after all, chicken hybrids had to endure the pain of that drill. They needed to tortured using that sharp edge. They need to have a mark behind their backs.

As Cassandra and her assistant exited the room, all Chica could do was let her tears flow. She was tired... tired of shouting, tired of being tortured... tired of everything.

Chica's eyes surrendered to the thing called "rest". It was a pretty tiring day, after all... surely she would be ready for another torture the next day.

-/-

Test Subject name - Chica the Chicken 3891
Age - 18
Gender - Female
Class - Hybrid, Bird, Chicken
Human name - Francine Henne
Scientist(s) assigned - Cassandra W. Digory and Alicia T. Wilson
Observations
- Really paranoiac.
- Loves shouting and begging for torture to stop.
- Has a loud voice that's like music to the ears.
- Loves to dream about her late family.
- A new carve on her back: DREAMER 3891
Last words - It's really fun to torture her. Maybe I could come back to her some other time...

HENNE: Henne is a surname of German origin. It is derived from words meaning chicken and hen.

The Henne Sisters:
- Francine Henne (Chica)
- Chiaya "Chie" Henne (Toy Chica)
- Menley Henne (Funtime Chica [I know, she isn't canon, but so what? We need more Chicas here, people!])

Other characters introduced
- Cassandra Digory: An OC of mine who was supposed to be a security guard in one of my future FNaF fanfics
- Alicia Wilson: Best friend of Cassandra who will also appear in one of my future FNaF fanfics
- Rainbow Magewick (Chica's Magical Rainbow II): ...You'll know soon enough.

Replies from the elusive author:

*Dhanoj - Oh, please don't cry! :'( Every hybrid represents an animal, even a mouse! Yeah, there is a mouse, but not one who sneaks into the Testing Institution. Already a test subject there. Sorry, but the mouse OC is only a minor character.

Thank you for reading the fourth chapter!

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- Jail Rose