Beyond Repair Chapter 14: One Lonely Little Soul (ND 3), a five nights at freddy´s fanfic

Welcome to 2015! Sorry for the long delay, but I'm glad to say that I AM BACK. As always, YOU PEOPLE ARE AWESOME!

WHO'S READY FOR FREDDY ROUND 3? FNAF 3 is coming…

Chapter 11 – One Lonely Little Soul (N/D 3)

Without being on stage, Sammy's internal clock was messed up, so he didn't know when to power off.

11 PM. Unknown Location…

GF was out, doing whatever it was he did, so Mike and Sammy knew now was a good time.

Ring, Ring, Ring…

Max: Yea, we're here.

Mike: Any closer to finding us yet?

Mr Fazbear: Nope, sorry. Do you two have some info about tonight?

Mike: Alright, its night 3 and things are gonna start getting interesting. Freddy's gonna start coming for you, too.

Max: … Fuck.

Mike: Exactly, Freddy follows a pattern. He only appears as two glowing eyes in the background, so look closely. First, the Dining Hall, then the toilets of all places. Then the kitchen. You'll know, because he plays Toreador March for some reason, you can hear it from where you are. Lastly, he'll appear with his face mashed against the West Hall corner camera. If he's there, put down the camera and IMMEDIATELY shut the door, got it?

Mr Fazbear: O-ok. Any idea where you might be?

Sammy: Well, it's dark and it's cold. The room's empty. There's a stairwell in the far wall, and we've heard heavy footsteps above us, so I guess we're under the Pizzeria somewhere.

Max: Sir, do you know anywhere like that?

Mr Fazbear: No… But I'm sure there's some sort of building plan somewhere.

Sammy: Just, just make it through this, ok?

Click

Sammy looked at his bindings. He was chained to a pole that ran from the roof to the floor, the chains wrapped around him. There was even a friggin' padlock keeping him there! Then he looked at Mike's sleeping form. Mike was bound to an old chair with rope around his wrists and ankles. It was useless to try and escape, Mike would just get hurt.

Just then, GF decided to teleport in. The clock hit 12.

12 AM. Security Office…

"W-where in the seven seas am I? Why am I not on stage?"

"Evening, Foxy. About that…" Mr Fazbear explained while watching the doors.

Unknown Location…

In the meantime, GF was starting to tell a story of his own…

"I assume you've heard of the child killings that took place in '84, Mike? Do you want to know why I'm doing this?"

(FNAF 2 took place in 1984 in this story, so it makes more sense.)

"Sure, why not? I don't exactly have anything else I could be doing."

"Well, you see... It was the first night guard to work at the Pizzeria. He was evil, and he had killed before. I happen to be his first victim…"

1983…

It was night time, and the blue sedan pulled up outside the pizzeria. The family got out of the car. It was the boy's birthday, so his father had taken him to Fredbear's Family Pizza. The boy was very good with electronics, even at such a young age. He had even built a moving puppet, although a very crude one. He had it with him.

The evening was going well. The boy had been fascinated by the singing animatronics, and he and his parents were into their second pizza. "Can I go look at the band? Please?"

"Alright, son, just be safe, ok honey?"

"I will Mommy."

1 AM.

"Sir, left door."

Foxy had decided to protect Max and Mr Fazbear, in case one of the others made it inside the Office. Dottie was still updating Max when one of them moved.

The boy wandered over to the animatronics. He sat watching them for a while, amazed when he realised they were machines, then looked for something else to do.

Meanwhile, his mother suddenly felt sick. His father rushed her to the bathrooms.

He walked around, and as he was passing by the door he looked out and noticed that their car was gone. One look at the table told him that they were gone. "M-Mommy? Daddy? Wait! Wait for me!" He cried as he ran out the door.

3 AM.

The radio crackled. "Freddy's in the toilets and Tex is going to make a run soon, so get ready."

"Thanks Dottie."

The boy broke down and cried, cried for who knows how long. Then the purple car pulled up. The man got out of the car. "Hey, are you alright?" He sounded so kind, so gentle, that the boy stopped crying. He noticed the badge.

"A-Are you a policeman? Can you help me find my parents?"

"I sure am." He opened the passenger door of his car. "Get in and we'll head to the station."

5 AM.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP went the right door as Tex crashed into it. Mr Fazbear checked the light before opening it. "No, Sir! Wait!" Max shouted. Max showed the East Hall Corner, Freddy was there, just as Mike said he would be. He shut it again.

The trip was short. When the boy looked out of the window, they weren't outside the police station. "What are we doing here?" The boy asked. The man said nothing. He just got out and went to the trunk. He reached in and pulled out a sack. No-one was around. The boy was quickly forced inside.

5:55 AM.

5%, 4%...

"Why won't you LEAVE?" Max shouted at Bonnie, who was outside the left door.

3%, 2%...

"INCOMING!" Came the shout from the radio, followed by the loud clang of metallic feet.

1%...

"We don't have enough power to close the door!" Mr Fazbear cried.

0%... Everything went dark.

Tex was halfway through the door way, just standing there. Then slowly, he turned around and left.

"W-What's happening? Why did he leave?"

"Because Freddy." Foxy said.

"What do you mean, Freddy?" Max asked.

"I, I don't know…"

They were interrupted by the bear himself, standing in the doorway. He began to play his music.

"That's pretty fuckin' creepy."

Then, the lights came back on and the bell chimed for 6 AM.

So I cracked this out in a week for you guys. I've been getting messages complaining about my absence. Sorry, it's just no-one I know knows I'm writing. And I intend to keep it that way. See you 'till next time.

Ask what you want, say what you want, do what you want.