AN: 3000 views! *Breaks into the White House and eats Obamas' Captain Crunch* I cant believe this is happening it me! Thx for the reviews it really helps me move on with they story and so does the follows and the favorites and so does the views, so thx for everything and I'm back for chapter 12! By the way if you are squeamish don't read this chapter, remember you have been warned, but if you want to know what happens or you don't throw up easily read and enjoy. P.S my cousin died today from leukemia (Bone cancer) and so this chapter may be a little bit darker then the others because when someone you love dies, it screws with your thoughts and all I could think about is his death and I will be taking a one day break from writing and I'll see you again with the next chapter, goodbye everyone for the moment. R.I.P Houston.

Boy, when you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in a river or something. Anything except sticking me in a cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody. ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, 1945

For the people who commented.

LupusFati: Yes I know but that question is answered in this chapter.

TheMeOfTheUniverse: I am so sorry, but there is still hope for a return. (You'll find out what I mean by the end of the chapter.)

Monkey999Boy: Remember I still have a sequel to write so I can't end it in this fanfic.

Chapter 12

Malcom Downing

"Well, here we go!" I say as the time turns 12:00 AM.

"Will Foxy come?" she asks.

"Yep, he will any minute now," I say.

We wait for a few minutes and soon Foxy comes into the hallway.

"Is that him?" she asks as Foxy comes closer.

"It sure is," I say.

"Good, I got a bit worried for a second," she says as Foxy comes into the office.

"Things are getting really bad out there," he says.

"Why, what happened?" I ask.

"The others are super aggressive," he says, "well, except Mangle thanks to you smashing her head with a television and Chica because she just gave up."

"That should make it easier to survive," I say, "By the way, this is Abigail." I say as I point to her.

"Hello Foxy," she says.

"Welcome to the pirates crew," he says.

"Well, let's get to work," I say as I check the camera, "Oh no, both Bonnies are gone,"

"I'm guessing that both Freddy's will be done soon," he says.

"What do you mean about everyone having 2 of themselves?" she asks.

"They kept the old ones from the first place and they are still active at night," I say, "Like Foxy for example."

"Oh, I didn't know you where from the old place," she says, "I thought you where one of the new ones."

"The new one doesn't deserve my name," he says.

"What happened?" she asks.

"She went a little mad," I answer.

"Was it because someone tampered with her?" she asks.

"Yep, and we found out who," I say.

"Who is it?" she asks.

"It's the spare mechanic," I say as I check the cameras, "By the way when did you meet Alonzo, you sleep during the day and he is not here during the night.

"My friend Teresa told me when I woke up," she says.

"Oh, that makes sense," I say "But why did you say it like it was you who met him?"

"I just woke up, remember," she says.

"Ok now that makes a lot more sense," I say as I check the cameras.

"Wait, who is that?" she asks as she points to the left vent.

"It's BB, hide!" I say as I put on the Freddy mask.

But Abigail is paralyzed with fear and she just stares at BB, I yell for her to hide but it's too late he's already in the office, but he doesn't attack he just stands there laughing. I try to strobe him but my flashlight doesn't work and I know we have to run.

"Run Abigail, Run!" I say as I run out of the office, but she just stays there in shock, so Foxy grabs her and starts to run. I stay ahead of them to warn them if someone is in front of us, but I see no one and I keep running away from the office to hide somewhere for the rest of the night. But I don't know where I could hide for the rest of the night, but those thoughts are cut short by the sound of Abigail screaming.

Abigail Hetfield

It seemed like she came out of nowhere, but she attacked us from what I think is the ceiling, the one who attacked us looked like Foxys' replacement but it's costume is mostly gone, she's in worse shape then Foxy is.

"A-a-a-alright, now I-I-I got ya," she says in a static heavy voice.

But instead of attacking Foxy she grabbed me with one of her hands and pushed Foxy away with her leg. I don't stand a chance against this monstrosity but I try to break free from her hold but it's no use.

"Shhhhh, sta-a-ay still and yo-o-ou will feel le-e-ess pain," she says as she pins me down.

"You're sadistic," I say looking over to see what Foxy is doing but the other old animatronics where fighting him off.

"But you're we-e-eak," she says as she looks at me.

"What are you going to do to me?" I ask.

"I'm go-o-oing to perfe-e-ect you," she says as she drags me into the corner, "Before we begin I need you to fix my voice box."

"What if I don't," I say hoping that Foxy will come in.

"If you don't I will take more time in my work," she says.

"Ok, where is it?" I ask as I franticly look for and escape route.

"In my chest to the left," she says, "and don't turn it off or I'll cost you."

I look for the voice box and I find it and I align the wires.

"Ahhhhhh, that feels better," she says, "Now it's time to begin."

"What did you mean about perfecting me?" I ask.

"I'm going to give you life, proper life," she says, "Now where shall we begin?"

"What do you mean about giving me life?" I ask.

"You'll see soon enough," she says, "Ah, here's a good place to start,"

She looks at my chest and detaches something from her endoskeleton and holds it in her hand, she brings it close to my chest and holds it like a knife.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"What he wants," she says as she brings the knife like tool across the middle of my chest.

"AHHHHHHH!" I scream as it cuts through my skin and my eyes threaten to pass out.

"Don't pass out on me," she says as she slaps my face to keep me awake "There is still much to absorb."

She slashes down at my chest again making 2 slanted lines down the middle of my chest and blood runs down my shirt and soon onto the floor.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because it's my duty," she says as she slashes again but this time it's on my right thigh.

I scream again as I try to break loose but I can't break free.

"You can never win," she says in a sadistic tone as she cuts my left thigh.

"What happened to you?" I ask trying not to stutter, "Why did you go insane?"

"I'm not insane, I'm just having fun," she says with a smile on her face.

I'm about to say something when she slashes multiple times on my chest.

"AHHHHH, please stop?" I ask.

"Why would I want to stop when I'm having so much fun," she says as she slashes at my chest but she misses a few times only hitting my shirt tearing it to shreds.

"Are you feeling it?" she asks, "The perfection coursing through your veins,"

"I-I-I don't see h-h-how this is p-p-perfection," I say stuttering.

"Maybe you just haven't gotten the idea yet," she says as she tears my shirt off and just looks at me, "Oh, how fun this is going to be!"

I am unable to say anything because of the pain.

"You can just walk out of the door right now and I won't stop you," she says.

I can't move much because the pain is too great.

"Huh, you're the get right to business type, nose to the grindstone, I like that," she says.

I want to say a million things right now but I can't do anything.

"You know, it seems that everyone knows what perfection is but they know nothing, they don't know what perfection is but I do, let's say that someone made a society that was based on perfection and he invites his friends to join him, it goes fine for awhile but soon his friends start to envy him and they want power so they start telling lies to him and soon he gets killed," she says, "Words create lies but pain can be trusted."

"You're insane," I say under my breath so she can't hear me.

"So that is what I'm here for, to make you believe," she says as she readies the sharp object.

She raises the sharp object up and starts to cut me everywhere except my face and neck.

I try to say something but all that comes out is a wheeze, I look down at myself and I see that there are cuts and wounds all over me and my shirt has been torn off and my pants have been torn to shreds but they where still there.

"Don't be a baby," she says as she sees I'm in pain and she slashes at my leg one more time causing that my shorts almost get destroyed but they still stay on me.

"Almost time for the grand finale," she says as she lifts up the object that is stained with my blood.

"FOXY! Stop that right now," someone to my right says to Mangle.

"I'm not done, was just getting to the best part," she says as she lowers the knife like object.

"Remember, we aren't supposed to destroy the endoskeletons, we are supposed to put them in their suits," the voice says as I turn my head to see that it's Old Freddy.

"Fine, you take him," she says as she shoves me toward Freddy, Freddy helps me stand but I instantly collapse to the ground.

"You poor thing, Foxy went a bit too hard on you, didn't she," he says as he picks me up and starts to walk into the main hallway.

"Help me," I say quietly because my throat hurts and only Freddy can hear me.

"Don't worry, I'll put you in a nice and cozy suit," he says as he gets to the stage.

I see some of the others come to look at me, I see New Bonnie, New Freddy, and BB look at me as Old Freddy lays me down next to New Chica on the stage.

"Whose endoskeleton is it?" New Bonnies asks.

"She spoke to me and it sounded like Chicas'," he says pointing to New Chica.

"Well, let's get on with it," New Freddy says.

"That's what I was about to do," Old Freddy says, "Here we are, now it's time," he says to me.

I want to say something but the words don't come out, Old Freddy opens Chicas' back and brings me closer to her, all of a sudden Old Freddy shoves me inside New Chica, all I see is machinery and animatronics devices and I feel one more stab of pain then my vision goes dark and I pass away into darkness.

Foxy

Watching Abigail getting shoved into New Chica was pure torture, I can only imagine what she must be going through. But soon everything went silent and it was all over, everyone started to walk away but New Chica just sat there doing nothing.

"Hey Foxy," someone says behind me.

I spin around and see that it's Malcom.

"Oh, it's you," I say.

"So I see you have found someplace to hide," he says.

"Yes I have," I say, "Did you see?"

"Yes I did and I don't want to talk about it," he says, "I feel like it's my fault."

"Trust me it's not, in a way it was mine I was the one who dropped her," I say.

"But Mangle made you drop her," he says, "But I was the one who invited her."

"Well, I guess it's both our fault," I say, "Wait, I have a brilliant idea!"

"What is it?" he asks.

"What if we turn Chica off free roam and then turn it back on?" I ask.

"What will that do?" he asks.

"I don't know, I just had a feeling it will do something," I say as I move toward a limp and lifeless Chica, Abigail being shoved into her must have broken her down.

"Ok, whatever you say," he says as he follows me.

As we got to Chica I open her back only to find blood dripping out, I recoil at first but soon I stick my hand into her back and turned off the free roam switch and in the process of doing that I clicked something into place. After I turned free roam off I turn it back on, Chica starts to twitch but soon she stops and stays still for a few seconds but then her eyes light up and she gets up.

"What happened?" she asks, "Why am I not dead?"

"Holy Cow!" Malcom says, "How is this possible?"

"I have no clue," I say, "The thought just came to me."

"Why do I feel weird?" she asks, as she looks down at herself, "No way!"

"What happened?" Malcom asks.

"I think she is dead but not dead at the same time, her soul has been imprinted on Chica so Abigail is now Chica if that makes any sense," I say.

"What happened to Chica, you know if Abigail is Chica then where is Chica?" he asks.

"She's gone, Abigail forced her out," I say.

"Wait, does that mean that I'm not dead?" she asks.

"In a way you are dead but technically you are alive," I say.

"YES! Whose idea was it to keep me alive?" she asks.

"It was him," Malcom says as he points to me.

"You are awesome," she says as she hugs me.

"Thanks, I guess," I say as she lets go of me.

"By the way the time is 5:55 AM," Malcom says.

"Well, I'll see you next night," she says.

"Ok, bye," Malcom says before walking out of the door.

"Remember to visit me so I don't get lonely," I say as I walk into parts and service.

And soon Bonnie, Freddy, and the other Chica join me and we all deactivate at the same time except me because I wanted to see the sun rise no matter how strong the impulse to go to parts and service is. I wait until it turns 6:00 AM and the real challenge begins, as time goes on the feeling gets stronger until it's almost unbearable but as soon as it takes over my movements I see a glimpse of the sun before I go around the corner. I walk into parts and service and sit down about to be deactivated, I think of the sun rising and how beautiful it was but my vision starts to fade and I spend the last few seconds listening to someone's foot steps coming my way.