{ Chica }

It wasn't long before news cameras started showing up. Headlines flashed across multiple websites.

FIVE CHILDREN LOCKED INSIDE NEW HORROR ATTRACTION FAZBEAR'S FRIGHT WITH ACCOMPLICE TO A DECEASED FELON

CHILDREN TRAPPED WITH A MURDEROUS CRIMINAL; WHO CAN SAVE THEM?

PURPLE-CLAD MAN TRAPS FIVE CHILDREN WITH INTENTIONS OF MURDER

Each new headline that popped up sent a fresh wave of nausea washing over Chica. Soon, she either threw up, faint, or have the mother of all anxiety attacks.

Bonnie was completely silent, tears flowing freely down her cheeks, though she said nothing. She and Foxy were sitting next to each other, squished together, holding hands.

Freddy was sitting cross-legged on the concrete, ignoring news reporters that tried to get him to say something.

"Ma'am!" A news reported asked Chica. The blonde snapped out of her trance and realized she was surrounded by cameras and mics. "Do you have anything to say about your children being trapped and possibly about to die? How does it make you feel?"

Chica had to keep herself from smacking the news lady in the face. Her children's lives were in danger and they were asking her how it made her feel.

"It's a tragedy," she spat with as much furioucity and venom as she could muster. She turned on her heel and briskly walked away from the crowd.

She fought back tears as she flopped down next to Freddy on the concrete. "What are we going to do?" she asked him, her voice vulnerable and shaking. "Belle and Ellie..."

Freddy nodded, lifting his head. His cheeks were covered with tears. "The longer they stay in there, the more reality sets in on me," he said, his voice raspy and full of pain.

Chica started crying again, and Freddy wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face into her hair.

"I would say everything is going to be okay, but I don't think it is," he said so quietly she almost missed it, his voice cracking.

As much as those words tore at her heart, Chica knew he was right.

{ Edd }

Percy seemed like he was really enjoying himself, and that was what made Edd the most sick. Underneath his psycho shell, however, Edd knew that seeing his mother killed by the police in front of his own eyes must have definitely taken a toll on his sanity.

As the tension rose, Percy held up his knife. "Well, let's see what this baby can do," he said, his face like a stone.

"Not so fast!" Elliot said, holding up her phone. "I have 911 right here. You make one move and I'll call them!"

The purple-haired boy shook his head like Elliot was a stupid little kid. "Silly, silly. Don't you hear the sirens? They're already here. And your parents begging them, whining, Help them! Save them!" he rolled his eyes. "They can't really do anything. You're basically my hostages. And I'm sure you all have seen how those hostage situations have worked out. Not well."

Elliot lowered the phone, her face etched with horror. She turned off her phone with a hollow look in her eyes, looking utterly helpless. Edd's thoughts mirrored her expression to a T.

Percy suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Elliot by the shirt collar, holding the knife to her throat. She let out a loud scream. Percy turned to the closed door and yelled to the unseen people outside.

"See, that's the thing about saving them! You try, they die!"

The group started forward to rescue Elliot, but the sound of creaking metal caught everyones' attention. The six turned to face Springtrap, who was standing about five meters away, his unblinking eyes boring into the children and Percy. Sylvia, who was now standing on her own next to Edd, clenched her fist and fought hard to keep her breathing even.

"Oh crud," Percy mumbled. "I thought you were gone." He let Elliot down and she scurried away from him, her eyes wide as dinner plates and her breaths coming in gasps.

Springtrap took a step toward the group.

Elliot let out a small noise of distress, her legs visibly shaking. Edd knew that not one of them wasn't terrified to the core, Percy included.

The decaying animatronic took another step, his walking off-balance and his metallic joints creaking menacingly. He wasn't the bad guy, he was just a bit surprising.

Percy groaned in annoyance and flung himself at the robot, ripping at wires. Springtrap let out an electronic scream that caused Sylvia's eyes to glass over in fear. Percy continued to maul Springtrap, stabbing the robot over and over and cutting wires as he did so. Eventually the robot's eyes ceased glowing and his head lolled to the side. The sight sent a shiver down Edd's spine. Is that what it was going to look like when Percy went for them?

Breathing heavily, Percy stood and kicked the robot once to make sure that it was powered off. He lifted it and put it against the wall, causing it to sit in an odd slumped position. The suit made a loud snapping noise. The spring mechanisms inside it had opened, meaning if someone wanted to they could climb into the suit and wear it.

"Well then," Percy huffed, facing the group. He had a small cut on his arm from Spingtrap fighting back. "What a warmup. You guys ready? I promise I'll make it as quick as I can, if you don't struggle, that is. Struggling will make it worse, whether I try to make it so or not. I can guarantee you that."

"Get behind me," Edd ordered everyone, standing in between the four girls and Percy, his jaw set in determination. He would protect them with his life.

And it seemed that that was exactly what was about to happen.

Percy smiled. "Ah, that's really nice. Protecting your friends and sister. Reminds me of how my mom used to protect me. But, sadly, you're not going to manage to do anything. You see, I have a knife, and you're completely defenseless. Really grand of you to sacrifice yourself and die first, however. Very gallant. I approve," he said with a quick wink.

Edd clenched his teeth. "Just shup up! You sound more like you're just having a normal conversation than being a killer!" And that was the most irritating part of all.

He thought for a second, then nodded. "Yes, that's true. You see, I don't want to be a killer. I never planned to kill anyone. But, my mother was murdered, and now I have no choice."

"That makes no sense!" Skylar snarled at him. Her fists were shaking and her teeth were clenched so tight Edd was surprised they weren't shattered to pieces on the floor.

"It does to me," Percy said, frowning. "I have to do it, because I love her." He rubbed the flat edge of his knife slowly. "So I guess Edd's first. Grand."

He began advancing. Edd held out one arm to guard the girls. Without warning, Percy flew forward, brandishing his knife. Edd dodged the blow and swung his fist, bashing Percy in the ear. The smacking sound it made was satisfying and caused adrenaline to course through Edd's veins.

"Ow!" Percy yelled. "Dude, what the hell? I'm trying to make this easier for all of us!" he crossed his arms, looking down on Edd like he was a child who had just eaten cookies before dinner without permission.

"The easiest way to do this is to beat you to a writhing pulp so none of us will get killed," Edd spat back.

Percy shook his head, as if the idea was preposterous. "But then that would mean that Jenny wouldn't be avenged. And I love her way too much for that to happen." He raised his knife above his head, his face solemn.