Hello everyone! I'm sorry for the long wait and shortish chapter. I've been extremely busy and I will try to update more.
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Foxy sat in the cove. His fur was frizzy and matted, and he twitched in silence.
This was it... They were all at their breaking point... And one more little thing and they'd snap...
The door creaked as Felicity emerged from behind it, a frown stuck on her tear soaked face.
Mangle crawled out from behind her, a frown stuck on her face as well. Her fur, or what was left of it anyway, was dirty and covered with blood.
The blood of the man who took down their four friends. Her fur was stained, and she knew that time was running out for her.
Even if they could escape being scrapped, the blood on her fur would be her end.
She'd be scrapped, and scrapped fully this time. There would be no coming back, no surviving.
Foxy slowly lifted his head up at the two, his normal toothy grin nowhere to be found.
But then again how could anyone be smiling at a time like this?
Thunder rolled across the sky, shaking the building a bit as the three stood in silence.
Felicity spoke up sadly, trying not to break down into tears once more.
"F-Foxy..." She said, now full on sobbing.
Standing up, Foxy walked over to her, her crashing into him.
She hugged him back tightly, sobbing into his tan chest fur.
Mangle hung in silence, nothing to say, nothing to do.
How could this even be happening? How could this be real?
Four of their friends were gone... Bonnie, Toy Freddy, Toy Chica, and Toy Bonnie...
They already had lost Balloon Boy as well after Lexy snapped...
This was insanity... This was madness... But this was real... This reality... This nightmare...
This life would all end soon... And no one could change this... No one could stop this...
Puppet stood in a empty party room, staring at the drawings that decorated the dull walls.
One picture showed Freddy singing with Bonnie and Chica... Another showed Fredbear with Spring Bonnie... Oh how the times had changed... He wondered if the children would remember them all for much longer.
Would they remember them after they had passed? After they had been dismantled?
Puppet truly feared death... He viewed the others as family... They were all he had left...
And now one by one they were all slipping away... Slipping out of his grasp...
And he knew the souls still lingered, and would still seek some way to escape.
Would they find it? Most likely not... Death obviously wasn't the answer..
Puppet stood motionless, lost in a haze of thought.
Death wasn't the key... Killing the guards wasn't the key...
Vengeance would be the key...
Not just vengeance on the man who took down the Toys and Bonnie, but the man who started this all...
The man who killed them as children. The man who stripped their lives away...
The purple man...
"A-are you alright?" The blonde boy asked Abigail once more, as he watched her nervously shift her weight from one foot to another.
"N-No..." She whined, holding tightly onto the pistol she still held in her hand.
Glancing down and noticing the weapon, the boy backed up slowly, frightened of her now.
Seeing him back away, Abigail shot him a curious glance, then realized that she was holding gun.
Breaking down into tears and filling up with rage, Abigail took a step closer to the boy, pure anger fused with her sorrow and guilt, as tears fell down her face.
"WHAT!? You're scared of me just because I have a gun!?" She screamed, not caring who saw or heard her.
"I didn't want this! I didn't want to be kidnapped when I was 6! I didn't want to end up slowly loosing my mind in a stupid killer's hideout!
YOU THINK I'M GOING TO HURT YOU!? I'm the one who's scared..." She whined, the anger dying down completely as she sobbed, standing there, clutching the gun tightly.
Suddenly, a man came charging up to the two, pulling the blonde away from her.
"PUT THE GUN DOWN!" The man screamed, pulling out a gun and pointing it at her head.
Abigail's eyes shot open as she saw the gun at her face, she backed up slowly, horrified.
"S-Stop!" The boy screamed out, but the man payed no heed.
"Stay back! This girl is dangerous and armed!" The man yelled, taking a step closer to the girl.
"Put the gun down... NOW!" He screamed, Abigail's eyes filling with terror as she swore she'd heard that scream before...
He sounded like Fritz! No! NO! He couldn't be him... She knew that...
The blonde watched in horror as the man took another step towards the frightened child, his finger gently touching against the trigger.
"Take another step and I'll blow your face off..." The man scowled.
Raising her gun up, Abigail's expression turned from a scared one to one that didn't look human.
A crazed look filled her eyes as one of them faded to black, a white pupil appearing in the pitch black eye.
"Why don't you back off... Before I kill you..." Abigail growled, taking another step back, closer to the woods.
She had a plan, but if she was able to pull it off, she'd never be able to come back here.
"YOUR CALL GIR-" Before the man could finish, a bullet shot through his head.
His brains splattered across the wet grass as his limp body crashed to the ground.
Blood spilled out of his corpse, staining the green grass around him.
Knowing she didn't have long until someone was bound to come running, Abigail walked up to the dead man and grabbed his gun, sliding it in her pocket and looking go the boy.
"Wh-Why would you do that?!" He asked, horrified of the now blood splattered girl.
"Why? Because he was threatening me..." Abigail replied, tucking some of her brown hair behind her ear.
"A-All you had to do was drop your w-weapon..." The boy replied in almost a whisper, trying not to gaze upon the corpse.
Abigail turned away and took another step towards the woods, the boy calling out from behind her.
"W-Where are you going?"
Abigail stood silent for a moment, and held her gun a little tighter.
"Hell..." She sighed and took off into the woods.
Meanwhile back at the hideout. Will watched as the other's just finished chaining Alpha to the wall, his hands and feet bound in chains.
"Look at Alpha... His pack has turned on him and now he's gonna die..." Will laughed mockingly at the beat lion.
The others had done a deal on him, and he'd been torn to shreds.
The ripped off half his tail, one of his ears, and completely shredded the rest of his body.
Blood began dripping from him along with oil.
Staring at it curiously, Will shot Alpha a confused glance.
"Why are you bleeding?" He asked, extremely confused.
"Take a look inside..." Alpha huffed, panting in pain and agony.
"What kind of trick is this?" Will growled, taking a step closer to him.
"No trick... Just.. Look inside of me..." Alpha said, his eyes looking down at his chest.
Cautiously bending down, Will look up inside of a hole that they had torn into him.
His endoskeleton was covered in blood, and was intertwined with some other object.
Reaching into him, Will touched it, ripping some cloth off of it.
Pulling his paw back out, Will stared at the blood soaked piece of cloth, staring up at Alpha confused.
"What the he-" Will's ears perked up as Fritz came stumbling into the room, holding his shoulder.
His breathing was heavy as he clenched his teeth together in pain.
"Fritz!" Will growled, walking up to him. "What happened to you?"
"THE STUPID LITTLE THING SHOT ME!" He growled, storming over to a table.
A small box of emergency medical supplies sat on it, and Fritz quickly pulled a key out of his pocket, and unlocked it.
"Little thing? You mean Abigai-"
"Don't say that name..." Fritz snapped out at the wolf in anger, as he rummaged through the box.
"I want you to go and track her down. Kill her... I have other business to attend to..." He said, wrapping bandages around his shoulder.
Alpha hung in silence, watching and listening to the two.
The other pack members were out in another room, doing God only knew what.
"What 'business?'" Will asked, raising a eyebrow and watching as Fritz pulled out a knife.
"The other bots... The other animatronics, they need to be destroyed."
"Why? I thought that you were having them scrapp-"
"SHUT IT!" Fritz snapped out, and stormed off into another room.
Will stood and stared at the doorway that Fritz had just dissappeared into, and turned back to Alpha.
"Mind telling me what's going on?" The grey wolf asked, becoming rather annoyed by Fritz as well.
"There's a body inside of me... Fritz put a dead person in me..." Alpha said in a rather quiet tone, as to not alert any of the others.
"So? What does that have to do with-" Widening his eyes, Will stood in shock, his mind processing what he'd just been told.
"There... There's six of us..." He whispered, shock overwhelming him.
"And he killed six kids..." Alpha added, he himself realizing that the body inside of him belonged to a child.
Will's eyes faded to black as he growled and bared his fangs.
"See... Fritz is evil and needs to be stop-"
"No... I could give a dang less about the kids, but if he hurt me... If he took my life away..."
Standing to his feet, Will snapped his head around as Fritz walked back in the room.
"Where's my pack?" Will growled, Fritz not seeming to pick up on his anger or pay much attention to him.
Alpha's ears lowered and growled quietly. They were his pack. They were his family.
He wasn't going to let Will ruin that for him... Somehow he was going to break free and free his pack from this control.
"Where's the pack?" Will repeated, taking a step towards the man.
Glancing down, Will noticed a axe clutched in Fritz's hands.
Returning his gaze to Fritz's eyes, Will stood in silence.
"I sent them after the girl..." The man finally spoke up, his expression blank.
"You sent MY pack off into the woods without me!?" Will snapped, his eyes twitching and turning black.
"Listen here, Mutt..." Fritz replied, poking a finger into his chest roughly.
"I made the chips. Therefore I control them... I'm the Alpha!" He screamed, getting right up into the wolf's face.
"No..." Will growled, walking over to Alpha and busting the chains that bound him.
"He is..."
A sudden flash of orange blurred through the air as Alpha lunged at Fritz, tackling him to the ground.
"Listen here, you worthless lowlife piece of trash..." Alpha growled, his fangs bared and snarling inches above the man's face, as a drop of warm saliva dripped from his mouth onto his face.
"If you don't tell me where you sent them..." The orange lion dug his claws into his arms, causing him to scream as his blood spilled out across the cold concrete floor.
"G-GET OFF ME YOU STUPI-" Being thrown across the room, Fritz slammed hard against the wall.
Quickly scrambling to his feet, the dazed man reached out, trying to grab the axe, but was quickly stomped into the ground.
The sound of snapping and crunching bones emitted from him as Alpha stomped onto his back, leaving several of his ribs shattered.
Tears formed in the corner of Fritz's eyes as he painfully tried to continue to reach for the axe.
A grey paw grabbed ahold of it, Will now wielding the blade.
"W-Will..." Fritz chocked out, reaching up to him.
Rolling his eyes, Will scoffed and sighed. "Pathetic..."
Realizing he'd not be able to gain any assistance from the wolf, Fritz decided to go limp, stay still and silent.
Alpha glanced up at Will, taking his foot off the man.
"Watch him..." He ordered, and walked out, darting off into the darkness of the hideout.
The lion scampered through the halls, his ears perking up at every little sound and echo that entered his ears.
"Just find Abigail... You'll find the pack later..." He kept telling himself, running into her room.
Alpha's eyes met with the empty room, as he quickly started sniffing the air.
"You're never going to find her... So why try?" His evil side laughed in the back of his mind.
"Shut it..." He growled back, and stared out the window.
Lightning flashed as Alpha slipped out the window, tearing off across the woods.
His ears perked up suddenly at the sound of screaming echoing through the darkness.
"ABIGAIL!"