I couldn't just leave you guys hanging on a cliffhanger...though by the time you finish this one...I have a feeling that you guys are going to want to come after me with torches and pitchforks. I'm going to warn you now...there's a lot of torture in this one...and while the two death's I foretold aren't this chapter...there is a few deaths. And now...I'm going to let you see how crazy Nightmare can get physically...mentally...well, you'll see that soon enough.
Chapter 17
He knew he probably should have run towards the front door or at least to the kitchen to grab a knife or something to defend himself…but with the bot fight happening right behind him…there was no way he could have gotten to either of them.
He slammed the door shut, sliding down the wood and burying his head in his hands, shaking. He'd just witnessed his mother get turned into some demon while his uncle may or may not be dead and his friends' aunt and uncles fought off his mother just to make sure she wouldn't kill him.
The only thing he could hope for…was dawn's swift approach.
But when he looked at the clock, the boy's heart sank…it was only 4:17 in the morning. If what this 'Nightmare' did to his uncle was proof enough or anything to go by…little Robby was not going to survive the night.
With Robby down, beating Nightmare with speed was out of the question…so the remaining spirits had to rely on brute strength. Amanda tried to help the downed spirit, but the damage was…well, it was very bad.
Amanda tried to help Robby sit up, but the red spirit cried out in pain whenever she tried to move him.
"You can't move?" Amanda whispered, to which Robby whined and shook his head slightly, wincing.
"N-N-No," he stammered, "I…it h-h-hurts…"
There was a loud crash, making both spirits look up just to see Matt getting thrown into a wall while Sam got kicked violently in the stomach.
"I honestly thought you would put up a better fight than this!" Nightmare sneered, "I suppose that you do not want that boy to live if this is the best you can do. And here Marionette warned me this would be difficult…"
"Keep talking, fuzzy," Sam snarled, his shadows whirling around him before he charged at Nightmare once more.
"SAM! NO!" Matt roared, trying to lift his own shadowy form off the floor.
But Sam didn't listen. The violet spirit rammed into Nightmare with a shriek…only for Nightmare to catch him with one hand and slam him to the floor.
"You look like you have seen some better days," Nightmare hummed, patting Sam's face with a taloned paw and making the spirit hiss angrily, "Do not worry…I know how to fix it,"
"You leave him alone!" Amanda yelled, starting forwards just for Nightmare to wave her paw and shadows knocked the yellow spirit away into a wall so hard that she felt her shell crack.
"Oh, rest assured little Chick-a-dee," Nightmare laughed, "Your time will come soon enough,"
She turned back to Sam and dug her talons into the fur on his face, making the rabbit spirit squeal in pain.
"Hmmm…it seems that this is causing all the problems here…your face I mean," Nightmare purred, digging her talons in deeper, "How about we fix that right now?"
Sam struggled, shrieking in pain as Nightmare slowly dragged her talons through his face before stopping right over the top of his mouth.
"Ah, here we go," she hummed before pulling upwards.
There was a horrible ripping, groaning sound as Sam's endoskeleton squealed in protest. Sam shrieked, thrashing right as Nightmare ripped off his face, sending oil spraying everywhere while garbled screams emitted from the spirit's voice box.
"SAM!" Amanda shrieked, trying to get up only for Nightmare to force her down again.
"I will be with you soon enough, Chick-a-dee," Nightmare assured her.
Sam gave a strangled cry, making Nightmare turn back to him.
"Oh, shut up already," she hissed, reaching into Sam's throat and ripping out the voice box, crushing it in her paws as the pale crimson lights turned almost white from pain, "Oh, why the long face, little bunny? You can still see! And you will want to…after all…your little bird is next…"
"Over my dead body," Matt snarled, getting in front of his sister.
"Oh, we have a hero in our midst!" Nightmare grinned, baring her fangs, "You want to go first then? Fine with me!"
"DADDY!" the three Stooges shrieked, rushing towards their 'Daddy' only for Nightmare to sweep them up in a shadow.
"'Daddy'?" she purred as Matt gave a very dark, very threatening snarl, "How sickeningly sweet…do not fret, little ones…you will be joining Fatbear soon enough,"
"Don't. TOUCH THEM! LET THEM GO!" Matt roared, fangs bared angrily.
"As you wish," Nightmare smirked and ordered the shadow to release the Stooges…
By hurling them at high speed into a wall.
There were sickening crunches and oil sprayed into the air as the three cubs lay in crumpled heaps on the ground. They…they didn't move.
"NO!" Matt shrieked, racing to his cubs and gently picking Mo up…the only one whose eyes were still lit.
The cub shuddered, blue eyes flickering weakly as he reached up to pat his 'Daddy's' nose, making it squeak. Oily tears dripped from Matt's eyes as he gently tapped the cub's nose, making it squeak. Mo gave a weak giggle before his servos spasmed and locked up.
"We…we love you…Daddy…" Mo gasped, eyes flickering even more as Matt held the cub to his chest.
"I love you too, Mo," Matt whispered.
Mo gave a bright smile before giving one final gasp…going deathly still, his eyes flickering…
And going dark.
"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Little Robby could hear the shrieks from his room. He had no idea what was going on…but based on the fact that he could hear children's screams in those shrieks…it wasn't Nightmare that was getting hurt.
The boy got up, flashlight in hand, preparing to do battle with the demon bear…
"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Little Robby backed away from the door. That had been Matt, that was for sure…but it was the most heartbroken, rage-filled shriek the boy had ever heard the spirit give. Little Robby heard a loud crash and some unintelligible shrieking from Matt…it almost seemed like he was going to beat the demon…
And then he heard Amanda's shriek of terror and Nightmare's demonic laugh.
Amanda watched in horror as Matt completely lost it. The darkened spirit slammed into the black bear, shrieking bloody murder as he sent his fist slamming into the black demon.
"KILL YOU!" Matt howled, tears streaming from his pearly white eyes as he repeatedly punched the monster.
Nightmare just laughed, grabbing Matt's fist and sweeping his legs out from under him before bringing her foot down hard on Matt's leg, snapping it in two. Matt shrieked as oil sprayed and Nightmare cackled, snapping his other leg just as easily before ripping open a large gash in Matt's stomach. Amanda screamed as Matt wailed…and was cut off as Nightmare tore out his voice box too.
"You were what now?" Nightmare asked, "Kill me? However do you think you will be able to do that without any legs?"
Amanda reared back and hurled the cupcake at the monster. Nightmare blinked, scarlet eyes slightly shocked at the audacity of the yellow spirit as the cupcake bounced off the black bear's head.
"Leave my big brother alone!" Amanda screamed.
"You know, little Chick-a-dee," Nightmare growled, dropping Matt's sparking form, "I was not going to be particularly painful with you. But now…"
The black bear seemed to teleport to Amanda, grabbing the yellow spirit and hoisting her high.
"Alouette, gentille alouette," Nightmare sang, "Alouette je te plumerais,"
She grabbed Amanda's head and yanked out some of her feathers, making the yellow spirit scream.
"Je te plumerais la tête," Nightmare sang, ripping out the four main feathers on Amanda's crown, "Je te plumerais la tête. Et la tête, et la tête! Ahhhh! Alouette, gentille alouette. Alouette je te plumerais,"
"STOP!" Amanda shrieked, clawing at the bear, tears streaming down her face, "PLEASE S-STOP!"
"Oh…you want the English version then?" Nightmare cooed, "Very well then…"
She grabbed Amanda's beak and started twisting, making her give muffled shrieks.
"I will pluck the feathers off your beak," the demon sang cheerfully as she wrenched Amanda's beak open with a crack, breaking the springs that held it shut, "I will pluck the feathers off your beak. Off your beak, off your head! Little lark! Ooooh!"
She tapped her chin as muffled, soft sobs poured through the tortured spirit's beak.
"I am pretty sure there is more…but I cannot seem to remember it…something about the eyes…"
She drove one of her talons through Amanda's right eye, getting a loud shriek from the yellow spirit.
"And the wings…"
The demon grabbed Amanda's wings and twisted them back, ripping them clean off. Amanda gave a scream of agony as she collapsed to the floor, making small whimpers of pain as oil flooded from where her arms had once been.
"Aw, little Chick-a-dee does not want to play any more…what a shame…" Nightmare smirked, turning around…just to face a golden rabbit.
"Normally…I'm alL f-f-fOr chaos and deSTRuction," Scott growled, "B-B-But yoooUUUU are on m-m-m-MY territory…"
"And who are you to stop me, bunnyman?" Nightmare laughed, "Come then…let me teach you another lesson in pain,"
She started forwards only to get stopped by a slender form.
"It's not him we want," Marionette said, "We're supposed to get the boy!"
"And I…" Nightmare snarled, ramming her talons through Marionette's midsection, making her scream, "Am done taking orders from you,"
She took her other paw and smashed through Marionette's mask, sending broken shards of porcelain to the ground. The black bear looked at the golden rabbit, who growled and snarled angrily, before looking at the hall clock.
"Ah, the shortness of the night…if only there were more hours," Nightmare sighed before laughing, "Oh well…another time perhaps, Springy boy,"
She disappeared and Scott made to go after her…
"S-Spring?" a soft, broken voice rasped.
Immediately Spring took control and dashed to the crumpled form of the Marionette.
"Emily…" he whispered, cradling her and making the slender creature nod.
"You…you know what must be done," Emily whispered, "Spring…it's time. And I think Goldie knows it too,"
"I think we've both known for a while," he admitted, "But how can I stop her? She's rampaging…something I've never seen Goldie do,"
"It's all her and Mike's hate," Emily explained, "It's been growing and festering since her childhood…it's a miracle that she didn't snap earlier,"
"How do I stop her, Emily?"
Emily shook her head.
"You can't…little Robby has to…has to face her…on his own…" Emily murmured tiredly, "And then…maybe then we'll have peace…"
"Come out, come out wherever you are!" Nightmare crooned, making little Robby shudder and slam the door closed, "Oh, little boy…do you think that door is going to stop me…"
She gave a dark laugh and Robby instantly raced towards the closet, shining the light and exposing Nightmare's fanged maw.
"When I can do thi…"
He slammed the doors shut and Nightmare disappeared, coming back into existence outside one of the door.
"You shut the door in my face, how rude!" Nightmare growled as the boy slammed that door shut too, "Your mother should have taught you better than that!"
"YOU SHUT UP ABOUT MY MOTHER!" he yelled.
"Why? Sensitive topic?" Nightmare teased, "Oh…now I see it. This pathetic spirit is your mother? The great Rescuer? HA! More like Sell-Out! She was so easy to take over…then again, she was rather angry…"
"Let my mother and Gold go!" little Robby ordered, shining the flashlight on the bed, exposing the nearly transparent black head before it burst into shadows and raced out the door.
"Whatever for? I am having so much fun…"
A hand grabbed his shoulder and little Robby was forced to turn around and face Nightmare's terrible form.
"You are different than the others I have encountered…" Nightmare wondered, "You seem strong…how about we test that, shall we?"
He opened his mouth to protest…right as everything went black.
The Stooges are gone...you guys have no idea how hard that was to write. This whole chapter was tough...but, next one...we get to see Nightmare's sadistic mental torture. Will little Robby be strong enough to resist Nightmare? Or will he go crazy and do her job for her? And what did Emily mean by 'it's time'? Find out next time!
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.