The cold blade slashed into Chica's head, leaving a huge split in between her eyes.
Chica's jaw dropped open as she fell onto her side, oil oozing out from her endoskeleton's skull.
Pulling the axe out with ease, Vincent continued to bash in her head, the chicken limp and motionless on the floor.
Finally stopping after several minutes, Vincent panted, pulling the axe out of her mangled head for the final time.
On the floor, Chica lay with oil mixed with blood oozed out.
The purple man noticed this almost instantly, confused beyond belief. "
They shouldn't be bleeding..." He mumbled to himself, staring at the red substance as it mixed with oil.
"Their nothing but bones now!" The man exclaimed, looking up as a shadowy figure vanished into the dark hallway.
His eyes widened as he quickly walked back into the safe room.
"Where is it?!" Vincent mumbled to himself, dropping the axe onto the ground and rummaging through the boxes once more.
Yes, he was able to take on Chica and Mangle, but he wouldn't be able to defend himself against the others... Freddy, Foxy, Puppet...
How he feared that thing so... And to think he got the idea from his old imaginary friend...
But after he was fired after a freak accident with the suits, he didn't want to see that thing anymore.
He wanted to forget about Puppet all together. But of course that was out of the question.
Knowing that he needed to hurry before the others arrived, Vincent grew impatient and kicked over a box, several varied objects spilling out.
"COME ON!" He screamed, rummaging through the pile of items.
Abigail's eyes widened in horror as she watched the ledge of the window raise above her as she plummeted.
Taking a deep breath, Abigail cried a bit, closing her eyes tightly.
Her brown hair blew in the strong wind as she continued to fall, and it seemed as if everything slowed down.
Realizing this, Abigail slowly opened her eyes, her gaze locking onto rain drops slowly falling in front of her.
Lightning slowly flashed in the distance, glowing through the droplets of water.
Abigail's gaze remained strait forward, as her green eyes slowly closed.
Taking another breath, Abigail hugged herself tightly, tucking her knees closer to her chest.
In front of her a figure appeared from thin air, slowly slipping under her arms, hugging her tightly.
Opening her eyes gently, Abigail's eyes locked onto the figure who was now wrapped in her arms.
It had no detail to it, apart from a white body, black eyes, and grey tear streaks down it's face.
"A-Alpha?" Abigail whispered out, the figure nodding slowly in response.
"Abby..." He whispered into her ear, stroking the side of her face gently. "Don't do this... Stay..." He whined, her eyes filling with more tears.
"W-What do you mea-" A sharp shooting pain shot through Abigail's back as she smacked into the pavement, her blood oozing out from her wounds.
Gasping and chocking out, Abigail trembled as her vision became blurred.
Rain water mixed with her blood, spreading the red substance rapidly across the concrete.
The green in her eyes faded, as her eyes clouded over.
Her struggles stopped completely as her body went limp.
Lightning flashed through the sky once more, thunder crashing and shaking the ground.
Back in the hideout, Delta's ears perked up at the sound of running behind her.
Turning around, she came face to face with Harry.
"What is it?" She asked, looking oddly at the mangled endoskeleton.
"I-It's Fritz!" He chuckled, twitching and moving around weirdly.
"What about him?" She asked, her eyes widening at the mention of him, fearful something had happened.
"The little snake slithered out the window!" Harry chuckled madly.
Delta ignored his laughter and darted to the door of the room where they'd left him.
Gamma stood near the shattered window, his ears drooping down low as his paws stood close to the glass that lay scattered across the floor.
"HOW DID HE ESCAPE?!" Delta asked, not mad at him, but just frustrated at the fact that he'd been able to slip out from under their noses.
"I... Don't know..." Gamma sighed, seeming to be off somewhere else.
Noticing this, Delta turned to him and lowered her ears, more worry than anger overtaking her voice now.
"W-What's wrong?" She asked, tilting her head curiously.
There were several moments of silence, until Gamma's eyes closed tightly. "A-Alpha..." He whined.
Delta's eyes widened as she shook her head, tears forming in her eyes. "N-NO! HE'S NOT DEAD!" She chocked out, looking around the room at a loss for words.
The old green torn curtains blew rapidly in the strong wind that was now coming into the hideout.
Rain was blowing inside, but neither one of them seemed to notice or care.
Gamma turned back to her, his blackened eyes filling with blood.
Delta didn't dare question it, after all now wasn't the time.
Little did they know of what horrors lay inside of them, or even what they were for that matter.
Living breathing robots? No one would believe it...
"W-What do we do now?" Delta asked, turning to the golden lion.
Wiping his blood mixed tears, he shook his head, and sighed.
"F-Fritz is gone... Alpha and Will are dead... I'm pretty sure we killed Abigail..."
Delta's ears perked up at the teen's name, and she shook her head.
"H-How would you know t-that?" She asked, not recalling her attack on the girl.
"We're covered in her blood, Delta..." He replied, looking up at the broken window, letting rain hit his face as the cold air blew through his mane.
"Well... If we did kill her... We can't undo the past..."
The lion nodded in agreement, as Delta walked up beside him.
"Then... What now?" She asked, turning to him.
There was a silence for a moment, until Gamma turned back to her, sighing.
"Machines like us weren't built to last..."
Delta's ears drooped down sadly, as she looked out the window, turning away from the much bigger animatronic that stood next to her.
"Then we'll power off... Until someone... Or something turns us back on..."
Gamma's gaze trailed off out to the rain, as he lowered his ears.
"What if we never wake again?"
There was a silence again in the room as the two felines stood, Gamma looking out the window, and Delta staring at the doorway.
"...Then so be it..." She said, and walked out.