This one's not as brutal as the others...and it's a bit shorter. But, the ending is what I think you guys want to see, really. Anyway, guys, concerning the new game...I don't want any spoilers. I'm going to be watching Markiplier play the game before anyone else. He was my first YouTuber and FNAF was the first series I watched. I think I owe it to him to watch him play the game that finishes the series. Also, I'm just saying this because someone put a nasty comment about it...Jeremy is my Bite of '87 victim, Foxy caused it, and the 'player character' is little Robby. That's how this story's gonna go. I'm not changing it just because of new information.
Chapter 3
Robby stood in a large building, looking over the brightly colored rooms and decorations. It looked like there was a party going on…and according to the stories that his father told him, those bots on the stage were the Toys.
Hey there, boys and girls!" a male voice called, making Robby's blood turn cold as he turned around to see five children around a worn, golden bear, "Who's ready to meet the gang?"
A little copper haired girl walked up to it, grabbing fistfuls of her white dress as she rocked back and forth on her heels. She didn't look any older than six.
"E'cuse me," she started, "But if you Freddy…why you gold?"
"I'm Freddy's big brother," the bear told her, "And you must be the birthday girl?"
The girl nodded and Robby got closer to her out of sheer protectiveness. He didn't like the look the bear was giving them all…
"Well, birthday girl, this will be a birthday you'll never forget…"
He led the five with him and Robby started towards them, just to have his feet mired down in something that he couldn't see.
"Stop!" he shouted, "Don't go!"
He saw the copper-haired girl hold onto a red-haired boy's hand like it was the last life raft on a sinking ship…and then she looked right at him, fixing him with a golden stare that made Robby shiver with the familiarity of it.
And then the door closed behind her. Robby heard screams of pain and fear and his feet were loosed. The boy ran towards the door and flung it open just to see four children laying in pools of blood while the fifth, the girl in white, was being held by the golden bear.
"LET HER GO!" Robby shrieked.
The bear turned it's gaze towards him as the girl whimpered, clawing at the golden paw that was wrapped around her neck. Robby recoiled as he saw a familiar scar slashed down the girl's right eye.
"M-Mama?" Robby whispered as the girl's eyes glowed and she shrieked.
There was a whirring sound behind him and Robby whirled around just to see the bodies of the five children melting into huge, beat up bots with sharp teeth and claws that looked razor sharp. The bots sat up, looking around dazedly as Robby whirled to see the last bit of his mother disappearing into the golden bear.
"Mama…" the boy stammered, backing up just to hit a wall.
The golden bear's eyes flooded with black as oily tears streamed from her eyes. She stalked closer and grabbed Robby by the shirt, hoisting him high.
"Mama!" Robby shrieked, "Mama! It's ME! Your son! ROBBY!"
The bear dropped him, holding her head as the eyes flashed back to gold.
"R-Rob -Robby!" she gasped, "R-Ru-RUN!"
The boy did as he was told, but stopped short as pain erupted in his stomach. The boy looked down just to see a lean, black shape punching through it. He looked up, vision flickering as he saw a tall, black figure with a bone-white mask.
"Oh, what do we have here?" a smooth, honeyed voice asked, "You're not playing the game correctly, little one…but don't worry…you will…soon enough,"
It yanked out its arm and Robby collapsed to the floor, crimson liquid spilling through his hands…
And Robby shot up, screaming.
The lights flicked on and he felt strong arms wrapping around him.
"Easy, lil' Capt'n, easy," Jeremy soothed as Ashe and Kayle both got closer, "It's ok…it's only a nightmare,"
"I-I-It felt so real," Robby cried, "Mama…she…she was going to kill me…but she let me go…I ran…but that thing came after me…Dad…it won't leave me alone!"
He buried his head in his hands.
"Why won't it leave me alone!?"
"I'm so sorry, Robby," Emily whispered, putting a ghostly hand on the boy's sobbing shoulder, "I can't stop that thing…It's controlling everyone, won't let me wake up…I'm sorry. I need you to listen to me, please! Everyone's in danger…"
"Trying to get him to help?" Marionette sneered, "Forget it, dearest Emily, he won't be able to do anything…"
"Go terrorize someone else!" Emily snarled, "Leave him alone!"
"He'll be living in his own fears soon enough," the Marionette snickered.
Emily frowned.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she growled.
"You'll see…" the Marionette grinned, "And its why I'm not at the house right now…"
Emily's eyes narrowed as she attempted to put the pieces together…and when it clicked…her eyes widened.
"No!" she breathed.
It was nearly five thirty in the morning before Andrew reactivated all the bots. Spring had a tight hold on Scott, so the murderer wouldn't kill the rabbit's creator, and everyone was getting used to their surroundings. Gold had fallen asleep and Mike took control, a sense of unease growing in the pit of her stomach as she looked at the house.
"Pretty neat, huh Goldie?" Andrew smiled.
Mike gave a slow nod as she blinked rapidly…
She'd been here before.
The golden spirit wandered into a room…just to freeze as she saw the familiar surroundings. She shook, her own bolts and gears rattling something terrible as she picked up a photo of Andrew, a young woman and two children and a memory broke through.
"Happy 6th birthday, Mikayla,"
"Thanks, Mama. Daddy gone?"
"Um…yeah," Robby's voice stammered, clearing his throat, "He ah…he won't be back until much later, Mike,"
"Good,"
"Mike?" Robby's soft voice asked as dark tears rolled down his sister's face, "You ok? Sorry to bother you…just wondered…does this place seem fa…"
"Familiar?" Mike interrupted, not looking at him.
"Y-Yeah," Robby nodded, "You feel it too?"
"Robby," Mike whispered, turning to face him, "Andrew…he's…"
She held out the picture and Robby took it with his good hand. The red spirit's eyepatch flipped up and his golden eyes widened in shock as he saw Andrew standing next to his mother, who was holding Mike, and himself in the tarnished frame.
"Dad…" Robby whispered his hook unconsciously going to where his scar would have been.
"Andrew Masters is our father," Mike stammered, oily tears streaming as Robby gave a dark growl, eyes flashing black as he cracked the glass on the picture frame from holding it too hard.
"Well then…" the red spirit rumbled, "Let's give good ol' Dad a friendly 'ello…"
Mike gave a nod, her golden gaze flickering to black as she joined hands with her brother.
"Let's,"
How many were expecting that? I wanna show of hands! :) *evil chuckle* yeah, Andrew is Mike and Robby's dad...the one who threw the bottle at Mike and Robby intercepted it, getting his scar. And yes, those two are going to be on the warpath...how could you expect them not to be with all the pain he caused them? The others don't understand why they're trying to get to Andrew...so they try to stop them. And Gold is panicking because Mike's the one who's going after her creator. Next up...Andrew has to fend off two rogues that happen to be possessed by his two children.
I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.