To my guests really, really quickly...I deleted the comment as soon as I read it (it was full of cursing and nasty things, I didn't want some of my younger readers to see it) so if you see yours still up, it wasn't your fault, ok? I wanted to make that clear on there. Anyway, I'm currently loading Mark's night 4. I've pretty much got what I want to do with the story set up...but I wanna watch Mark too...just for the reactions (yes, I admit, I took a lot of Mark's reactions and made them Mike's for the second game).

Anyway, this chapter...we get to see brutal Mike and Robby going after Andrew (no blood, just scares...can't kill him off! At least...not yet...*mwahahaha*). The ghosts find out the real reason why those guys don't like Andrew...and Andrew makes a discovery only to figure out a solution to his problem...

Chapter 4

Andrew was trying to get just a little bit of sleep before having to go to a meeting in the morning. Well…trying as well as he could with seven advanced AIs in the house.

There was a loud crash and Andrew groaned, sitting up in his bed.

"C'mon, guys!" he yelled, running a hand through his brown hair, "Some of us need sleep!"

There was a light giggling sound and Andrew shook his head as he got out of bed, walking towards the door.

"Goldie, I swear, if I fall asleep in the meeting," Andrew growled halfheartedly as he poked his head outside the door…and into a strangely dark hallway, "What the…"

Andrew blinked and went back into his room, grabbing the flashlight in his nightstand before running back to the door and flashing the light down the hall. He heard a screeching hiss as his flashlight illumined two points of pale green fire and saw Spring slinking back behind the corner.

"Sorry Spring!" Andrew called, tilting the beam down so that it illumined the Spring-Suit's feet instead of his face and hurting his eyes.

"It's…okay, Andrew," Spring started, just to get a pat on the shoulder from his creator.

"I'll fix your voicebox tomorrow, how's that?" he promised.

"That…would be…fan-fan-fantastic," Spring smiled, "I'm…not going to get…remodeled…am I?"

"No, no," Andrew chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll fix you back up to normal…I think Goldie'll be next after you. Speaking of which…where is she?"

"She was…with Ro-Foxy," Spring told him, correcting his mistake.

No one was to know about the ghosts…not even Andrew. It was something they'd all agreed on. Anyone who knew about them ended up getting hurt in some way.

"Oh, ok," Andrew nodded, "Well, I'm going to go back to bed…think you can tell the others to quiet down a bit?"

"O-O-Ok," Spring bobbed his head in agreement as he limped back down the hallway.

Andrew gave a sad smile, it would have been easier to scrap the rabbit…but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Spring was in a way like his child…well, one of them. Then again, both his human children died in '87.

He was about to close the door, when something grabbed him, sharp talons scratching his skin as a heavy, golden paw lifted him off the floor.

"Ack! Goldie!" Andrew yelped, "Put me down!"

"Alright then," Mike growled coldly as she threw Andrew to the floor.

"Mike! What are you doing!?" Gold screeched, trying to take control, but Mike's anger had her firmly locked down, "That's my creator! Don't kill him!"

"Whoever said anything about killing?" Mike thought back, "I was planning on making him pay!"

Andrew's terrified brown eyes flicked from his daughter's golden form to the other door…where a certain fox padded in, his clawed feet making soft 'ticking' sounds as they clacked on the wood floor.

"An' wha' do we 'ave 'ere, sister?" Robby growled, "Looks like a 'igh an' mighty lubber t' me!"

"That's exactly right, brother," Mike nodded, "Whaddya say we teach him a lesson…"

"Aye, I be likin' tha sound o' tha',"

Neither of them noticed the smoky, golden form that shot out of the room.

"Spring!" Gold yelled, catching the rabbit's attention as he looked at her, "Mike and Robby have gone crazy! They're attacking Andrew!"

"Are they really?" Scott snickered, making Gold give a spitting, feral hiss, "Fantastic!"

The rabbit twitched violently as Spring wrested back control.

"Quiet, you," he ordered before turning to Gold as the other spirits looked at what seemed to be the Rabbit talking to thin air, "Goldie…why are they…attacking him? Are they…glitching?"

"What's goin' on?" Sam asked and Spring turned to him.

"Mikayla…and Robert…are attacking Andrew…" Spring started, "Gold…doesn't know…why,"

"If Mike and Robby kill him…people are going to get suspicious," Amanda whispered, "Matt…we can't let Mike get more innocent blood on her hands…Robby either,"

"Let's go stop them, then," Matt nodded.

Andrew had somehow managed to slip out of the room and dart down the hallway, hiding in another room as the two other bots hunted him. He didn't know what was worse: the fact he was being hunted…or the fact that they were toying with him and singing as they did.

"Don't look at us as though we're the devil, you really ought to know we're being level," 'Goldie' sang, "This was never our intended pastime but, how could we forget that dark crime?"

"How pathetic for you to cry victim, we know your guilty heart, soiled within," 'Foxy' sang, "Monsters roam these halls but they're not robots. Men are capable of some dark thoughts…"

"What are they talking about?" Andrew whispered, "Goldie…no…no she couldn't know…she wasn't here…"

Suddenly, the door burst open and Andrew was dragged out of the room by a golden paw, being hoisted up into the air, kicking and struggling.

"Don't you feel even a little regret?" 'Goldie' asked before frowning, "I can't see it in your eyes…so judgment you'll get. Hunt you down…doesn't this seem familiar? We'll trade our lives for one that's bigger,"

Andrew kicked and struggled only for a metal hook to get laid on his shoulder.

"Won't you agree that this feeling's awful? To be all on your own, deep in your bones soon enough you'll know exactly how it feels! Karma can be cruel when hands dealt…"

"DON'T YOU DARE!" Matt roared, ramming into Mike and sending her toppling to the ground as Andrew went flying into Amanda's grip.

"Thanks, Chica," Andrew panted as Robby screeched and leaped on top of Matt, scratching and biting as Mike struggled to get up.

"You might want to get somewhere safe," Amanda told him, "Spring? Can you take him?"

Spring nodded and gently took his creator's arm, leading him away as a shadowy Sam joined the fight, grabbing Robby and throwing him off Matt.

"STOP IT!" Amanda shrieked, "STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"

"HE'S GETTING AWAY!" Mike yelled, even louder as she tried to get up…only for Matt to slam her down again, "LET GO!"

"Not until you calm down!" Matt snarled, "Both of you!"

Mike shrieked, thrusting out her paws and silver light arced through the air, slamming into Matt and sending him flying into a wall.

"DADDY!" Larry, Curly and Mo all shrieked before going after Mike and starting to gnaw on her.

Mike gave a heart-stopping snarl and threw the three minions off of her and into a wall, making them start crying. Matt gave an even darker growl as shadows painted over his form and he charged at Mike in shadow form. Mike grabbed his paws and shoved him back, snarling.

"Get out of my way, Matt!" Mike hissed.

Matt slammed his shadowy paw into her head, knocking her down.

"You hurt my boys," Matt snarled, "You're going to pay for that…"

"E-NOUGH!" Amanda shrieked, a burst of electricity shooting from her body and slamming into the four combatants, making them all yelp and twitch as their servos locked up and spasmed, "What has gotten into all of you!?"

"Mandy…" Sam started, "I…"

"I meant, those two," Amanda growled, glaring at the furious fox and golden bear.

"Ask…those questions later…" Spring said as he limped up, "The sun…is rising. It is almost…six,"

Sam and Matt grabbed Mike and Robby and led them towards the repair room where they were supposed to be staying. The group made it inside just as six a.m. hit and seven adults stood in the room.

"Now, explain yourselves," Matt ordered, kneeling down and putting a bandage on Mo's head where his shell had cracked and was leaking oil.

"Don't need to," Robby growled, crossing his arms as his tail twitched, "You already know why we did it,"

"What's he talking about? Sam asked.

"I…I don't understand," Matt admitted, "I honestly have no idea what you're talking about,"

Robby blinked, opening his mouth to say something…when the door rattled. The seven spirits dashed into hiding as Andrew came in and walked up to the two suits that had gone rogue in the night.

"Now…let's see what made you glitch like that," he whispered, opening up the back panel of Foxy's interface port…and freezing as he saw a tuft of scorched, but still red, hair.

Andrew frowned and shone his light into the bot, moving around wires and making Robby squirm uncomfortably before gasping in shock and horror.

"That…that's not possible…" Andrew stammered, "R-Robby?"

"How does he know you?" Amanda whispered as Andrew quickly turned to the golden bear and lifted the head off its' shoulders, making Mike grit her teeth in slight discomfort.

"You," Andrew growled, glaring at the badly burned, much older version of his daughter's face, "I thought you died with your brother…"

He put the head back on and got up.

"There's got to be a way to get them not to do this to me…" he muttered so softly that the ghosts couldn't hear him, "What if…she had a kid? She's old enough…I'll have to see…"

He shut the door and the ghosts came back out, all staring at Mike and Robby.

"The truth is…Andrew is our father," Robby sighed, holding his sister's hand with his good one, "We never told you guys this…but he was kinda um…kinda physical with us…"

"Abusive you mean," Mike growled, "Well, maybe not so much to you. Me? Heh, you guys see Robby's scar? Andrew threw a bottle at me but Robby intercepted it. His favorite game was to hunt us through the house and he well…he beat me when he found me,"

Mike bowed her head.

"All those excuses about us bumping our heads, walking into the doorknob…" she started to shake, tears streaming as she remembered.

"Lies to keep you guys from knowing the truth," Robby admitted, holding his younger sister, "Andrew's not the kind man you saw. He's more of a monster than we ever were…even Scott at times,"

"So, what's he gonna do now?" Amanda asked.

"I don't know," Mike told her, "But I don't like it,"

"He shoots…" a black haired, grey-eyed boy called as Robby sent an orange ball flying into the air and making it sink right through the net with a swish, "HE SCORES!"

Robby shot his friend a grin as a chorus of child-like cheers filled the air. The red haired boy turned to face a blonde girl and a brunet boy sitting on the ledge on the side of the garage's driveway. The boy lifted his finger from a button on a very large soundboard cradled on his lap, his bright blue eyes sparkling.

"What's with the kid laughter, Matty?" the black haired boy asked, "I think you need to update your sound board a bit,"

Matty gave a blue glare to the other boy and pressed another button, a loud 'no!' ringing from the speakers and making his twin sister grin.

"Just leave him be, James," she told him.

"Whatever, Mandy," James sighed, turning to his taller friend, "Robby, you need to get on the basketball team, 'nuff said,"

"And have it interfere with track and football?" Robby snorted, "Nah, this is just a hobby,"

"Yeah, mister 'Capitan of the Football team'," James grumbled, "How you beat Greg is a mystery to me. I mean, he is the quarterback,"

"That's just a position," Robby said, dribbling and shooting, sinking the shot once again, "Besides…I just like to run. Hence why I'm a runningback, heh, get it? Runningback!?"

James and Mandy groaned while Matty pressed a button on the soundboard, a 'boooooooo!' ringing from it.

"Ah, shuddup, all of ya," Robby growled playfully, "Or I'll make ya walk the plank or something along those lines,"

Two creamy arms wrapped around his shoulders and Robby smiled as he looked to see the brown-haired girl standing next to him.

"Hey, Max," he smiled, "Glad to see you,"

"Good to see you too," she returned, "You weren't making bad jokes again, were you?"

"I don't think they're bad!" he sputtered.

"Yeah! They're horrible!" James teased, earning him a golden glare from Robby, "What? Just sayin',"

Robby opened his mouth to reply only for a black car to pull up into the driveway. The five teenagers/young adults all looked at the dark-haired man getting out of the car and freezing as he looked at Robby.

"Can I help you, sir?" Robby asked.

"My God, you look exactly like him…" the man whispered before shaking his head and coming forwards, "Are you Robert Schmidt?"

"The younger," Robby nodded, "Why?"

"I…" the man gave an almost nervous laugh, "My name is Andrew Masters…I uh…I know this sounds crazy, but I'm your grandfather,"

"Robby?" Jeremy's voice called from the garage, "What's going on?"

The blond man walked out, cleaning oil off his hands before looking at Andrew.

"Dad…this is Andrew Masters," Robby said, "He claims he's my grandpa,"

Jeremy's eyes flashed as he glared at the older man. He turned to the kids.

"Why don't you go home," he suggested, "We'll see you tomorrow, ok?"

"Ok," came the unanimous agreement, even though Robby got a lot of strange and fearful looks as they left.

Jeremy turned towards Andrew, fists clenched.

"You have a lot of nerve showing up here," Jeremy snapped, "How could you dare show your face here? After what you did to his mother! And his uncle!"

"To be fair, I thought they both died in '87. Anna left and I never saw her again," Andrew corrected, "She must have taken the girl with her,"

"That's not what I meant," Jeremy growled.

Andrew frowned.

"Look, I'm not here about her, I'm here about Robby. You see…I need him to come with me. I found something and I think he might be able to help,"

"Please don't tell me it's going to be like the whole Charlie incident," Robby sighed.

"The what?" Andrew asked.

"Are you taking him away from me permanently," Jeremy calrified.

"No,"

"Dad, I don't see why that's a problem," Robby shrugged, "How long do you need me?"

"I think…five nights would do it," Andrew stated, making Jeremy give a snort of derisive laughter.

"Five nights…everything's five," Jeremy muttered, "Five nights, five kids, five bots,"

"What did you say?!" Andrew demanded, "Did you…"

"I know your name, Andrew," Jeremy told him, "You created Spring Bonnie and Goldie…my sister was a big fan of Spring. But that's beside the point. Robby's not going,"

"What? Why not?" Robby asked.

"Because I don't want you to have anything to do with that franchise," Jeremy growled, "That's how I got hurt, how we lost your aunt, your uncle, your mother…"

"Dad, stop!" Robby snapped, "Look, I don't know what's going on…but I'm sixteen…I need to spread my wings a bit. I want to help people…like Mama did,"

He looked at Andrew.

"I'll get my stuff," he said, "Pick me up in a couple hours,"

Jeremy's not happy...but, little Robby will be going to Andrew's and he will meet the ghosts. And we've seen the rest of the next gen! Matty and Mandy are 19/20 while Robby and James are 15/16 and Max (Maxine Chase) is 16. Max is on the track team with Robby, she runs cross country in the fall though while he tried out for football and actually enjoyed it...though he likes track better. He's broken a few records (some of them his mother's) but he's left a few of his mother's records still standing.

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.