AN: And...here's when the plot really kicks in. Let me know if you like and want me to continue. Working on the first three chapters was the main priority here. And, of course, I do seriously appreciate the feedback so far, and I honestly didn't think anyone would like a story that didn't have Mike in it. I do have a few ideas for a story with Mike, but that's for another time.

Enjoy!

Chapter Three:

... A voice was coming around.

... No...it wasn't just one voice; there was more than one. Maybe...three?

Leah tried to tune-in on them. Two were...male. The other...female, maybe? It was so hard for her to concentrate.

She was too afraid to open her eyes and see what was going on. She didn't want to. Not yet.

"...id Foxy go?"

"He said he wanted to make himself more...'decent' for the human here."

"You think he'll let us play with it?"

"I hope so! We'd let him play with the ones we get!"

"I don't think Foxy wants you touching his possessions, you two."

"Awhh!- Wait! What's it doing?"

"...She's awake."

Leah froze up.

"It is?"

"...Yes. She's moving."

"Oh, YAH! I thought we'd have to throw water on it or something to get it working!"

"You can open your eyes now."

She didn't want to, but knowing her captors would most likely get upset if she didn't comply, the girl finally opened her eyes and blinked them to clear her vision. Everything slowly came into full view, and once it did, Leah immediately noticed three things at once. Firstly, the animatronics of Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica were standing right in front of her with peculiar expressions to them. Secondly, Leah's arms were tied down to the armrests of her chair, making her unable to escape as easily as she hoped. And lastly, there was a rag wrapped around her mouth, preventing her from screaming- and oh, did she scream!

Bonnie and Chica became frantic as they watched Leah shriek bloody murder and squirm about in her chair erratically.

"You're right, Bonnie. That gag was a good idea!" Stated Chica as she nodded in approval of it. "This thing sure is LOUD."

It wasn't until Freddy stepped closer to her did she clamp her mouth shut, peering up at him with wide, tearful eyes. The bear merely stared back with glowing eyes. "I suggest you keep your screams to yourself," he told Leah sternly, his words threatening to her ears. "No one is going to help you."

He then sauntered away from, leaving her to bow her head and let out a sorrowful moan. How was she going to get out of this? Her legs weren't tied down, but she figured if she tried to make a run for it while her arms still bound, they probably would catch up to her without much effort.

While Bonnie and Chica chatted amongst themselves, Leah took this small time to get a good look of her surroundings, at least to determine the best course of action should the chance come up soon. She was brought to the dining area of the pizzeria, seated at the end of one of the large tables. There were two sticks of candles lit in front of her, as well as a couple of plates set down: one for her and one for a vacant spot directly across. The fluorescent lights in the room were greatly dimmed for "atmosphere".

"... When's the last time you had 'the itch'?" Bonnie asked Chica.

Leah looked over to them and listened in on their conversation. She had nothing better to do anyway, especially not with Freddy watching over her so closely. "Hmm..." Chica put one of her claws to her beak, tapping on it. "Not for a long time... Seeing that endoskeleton over there sure makes me want one for myself again. I miss them so much!"

"Huh?" Leah muffled dumbfounded through the rag in her mouth. Did Chica just call her an "endoskeleton"? Can they not see she's human?

"Wish they would fit into those suits though," Bonnie grumbled, crossing his arms. "No matter which ones we get, they never seem to fit into them right!"

"Yeah, and they break apart so easily and gush all this gooey stuff everywhere!" Chica added, shuddering at the thought. "It's so hard to clean up! Can't you things not leak out so much?" Leah tensed when both the animatronics looked her way, and it didn't make it any better when they headed back on over to her.

"Do you think this one'll break too?" Chica wondered, poking at Leah. "It's still squishy like all the others..."

"Probably," Bonnie replied solemnly, poking at Leah's skin as well. The girl sure wasn't liked being poked and prodded at like she was some sort of science experiment.

"What do you think this thing's name is?" Bonnie asked curiously.

"Lleeeeeeaaaaaahh," answered a scratchy, chilling voice, making Leah gasp upon hearing it. She heard it once before at Riley's party, and right before she blacked out recently. She had hoped to never actually put a face to that voice...

"Rolls off the tongue nicely, don't ya think?" Foxy came around to Leah's side, and her eyes instantly locked on with his. She could see the fox grinning quite madly, like he had just found the lost treasure he had been searching for for so long. His predatory look alone made her very fearful of him.

"Lay...ah?" Chica and Bonnie cocked their heads quizzically at the name. "So...it's a girl?" They both gave Leah a once over again. "It's sorta shaped like a girl..." Chica made a womanly figure by gesticulating with her claws. "I guess we'll never see what you see, Foxy- or Freddy, for that matter," and this caused the two animatronics to sigh somewhat sadly to this.

Foxy leered at his prize. "Aye, and she be a fine lookin' female, fer that matter." He ran a few of his claws against Leah's arm, trailing them up to her jaw. The girl flinched him away, an action which made Foxy chuckle in amusement. "Oh, where are my manners! Let's get this off ye..."

Just as Foxy slipped his hook under Leah's gag, Freddy made his way back over to the table, and gave the girl a foreboding gaze. "I trust you won't be screaming once Foxy removes the rag."

Leah nodded accordingly, and that's when Foxy finally removed her mouth gag.

"You guys are fucking sick!" Were the first words to immediately come out of the girl's mouth.

All the animatronics gasped upon her choice of words.

"Thar's no needin' for that kind o' language around here!" Berated Foxy, holding up his hook close to her face. "This be a family establishment, after all!"

Leah held in a snort of discontent. "So is this what you do to people? Kidnap them? Tie them up? Poke at them like they're some sort of alien or something? What kind of 'family' establishment does that?" She swallowed hard immediately following her harsh words, shaking when she realized she had just spoken out of turn. Making any of them angry was the last thing she wanted to do.

Foxy suddenly smiled again, leaning in closer to her. "Ye be a feisty one..." he purred. "Me thinks I made the right choice with ya."

The fox shifted his eyes to the other three animatronics, glowering at them. "Alright ya dogs. I need some alone time with the lass here."

Both Bonnie and Chica groaned in childish disappointment, but made their way back behind the main curtain on stage, promising that they will come back shortly to check up on them. Freddy, however, remained stationary, staring at both Leah and then Foxy.

"Aye, I'll keep an eye on her," Foxy assured Freddy, patting the girl's shoulder.

After another minute, Freddy then joined Bonnie and Chica, leaving Foxy alone with Leah. Now she wished for the other animatronics to come back. She didn't know why Foxy wanted private time with her, and she didn't want to know.

A horrible shiver ran through her when Foxy turned back her way. "Ah, they're a fine crew, but this ol' fox be needin' the company of a woman from time t' time, ya know." He stalked back over to the frightened girl.

"I can't stop lookin' at ya..." Foxy growled lustfully. "From the moment I laid eyes on ya, I knew you'd be the one fer me... So many things I want t' do t' ya."

He brought his hook in attempt to cradle the side of her face. Where the tip of his hook was pointed was the least of his concerns since it was almost shoved into Leah's eye!

With his other hand, however, he trailed it painstakingly slow across her skin, grazing it but not enough to leave painful welts. His look was that of a crazed animal, eagerly anticipating the moment when he can tear into his prey. He was thoroughly enjoying caressing human flesh.

Leah whimpered and cringed upon his touch. She turned her head another way, but Foxy grabbed her face roughly and forced her to face him and his fiery, cruel eyes. "Awh, what's t' matter, lass?" He asked with feign concern. "Do ye want to go home?" The fox laughed hysterically afterwards, walking away from her.

"Wh...why...am I here?" Leah spoke in a quivering voice. "What do you guys want from me?"

Foxy's cackles came to a slow stop as he stood across the table from her. "It's jus' me that be wantin' ya. T' others want a piece of ya too, but they know I don't like sharin'! As fer the 'why'..." He turned his head in the direction of Pirate Cove. "Fer so many years I've been lonely. At first I didn't mind it; the tikes can get under yer skin from time t' time. ...But t' loneliness festers on ya. Every day I'd wonder when someone would come through Pirate Cove t' get a glimpse of ol' Foxy. No one ever came. The loneliness grew. And then...t' 'itch' came." He looked back at Leah. "It was a small itch. Barely noticed it. As days wore on, it made itself known. More days passed; it became unbearable! It was itchy. So...itchy! And when that itch strikes, I find the right one t' 'scratch it' for me."

His head suddenly jerked robotically- not that it would any other way. Whatever caused this to happen deeply concerned Leah in a way that didn't want her life to end on the spot.

"Aye...their screams o' misery an' pain fill me shell with such warmth, right down to their last breath. They never make it in t' end though. Never became a new member of our crew." He grinned at Leah evilly. "Now that itch has come back t' me. Then thar's that day...when you noticed me, Leah. Never had something so lovely come to me Pirate Cove in so long! I almost couldn't contain my excitement!"

"Oh my God. The...the earbuds..." Leah muttered, more to herself than for the fox to hear.

His ears picked it up nonetheless. "Aye...that was me. Wanted to feel the touch of a woman." Hearing that made Leah shutter in revulsion.

"Now...ye've come back t' me. 'M surprised too! Flattered, even!" Foxy mused. "Thought I would have t' drag ya out of yer own home! Harharhar!"

Foxy's head twitched more violently now, and his eyes bled over to black with bright-white pinpricks for pupils. When his convulsions ended, his eyes alone made him much more demonic in appearance.

"I'm going t' have such fun with ya."

He spoke in a deep, hoarser tone than she ever heard before. It frightened her to the core. "I want t' drag me nails against yer skin. Wrap my hands around yer pathetic throat and strangle the life out of ya! Rip yer limps right out of their sockets. Gut ya with me own hook. Hang ya with yer intestines! Crush yer skull between me jaws! Chew on yer innards! Peel the skin off ya! Soak in yer crimson blood! Make furniture out of yer skin and bones!-"

Leah sat there, horrified beyond belief. Too paralyzed to even scream her terrors. She sat there and listened to this demented animatronic fox tell her the many ways he was going to kill her.

No.

Mutilate her.

"Oh, the possibilities are endless!" Foxy growled excitedly.

His eyes slowly faded to what they were before. "In the end, I want ya t' be a permanent resident t' me Pirate Cove. I be needin' a first mate once it's finally open." He suddenly seemed unsure of himself on that one, scratching his jaw. "I'm sure it'll work this time around, anyway..."

Leah couldn't take it anymore. The screams came out. "Help! HELP!" She shouted, squirming around in her chair frantically to get out. "Somebody, please! Help me! Help me! HEL-!"

A large, metal hand clasped over her mouth. "Pipe down, ya wench!" The fox hissed, and held up his hook. "Or are ya that anxious t' meet the end of me hook?"

The girl shook her head vehemently, and his hand and hook were lowered.

Tears now streamed down her face as much as she tried to stifle them. "Please don't kill me..." Leah sobbed softly. "I don't want to die... I don't want to die." She continued to weep to while the fox stood and watched, enjoying the sight he was seeing.

"Don't ya want t' be a member of me pirate crew fer all eternity?" He mocked. "All the others before ye were just dyin' t' join us!" He laughed himself heartedly at his own words.

Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie had returned to the dining area and headed straight for the kitchen. Chica and Bonnie waved happily to them as they passed through.

As Foxy caught a glimpse of them, his eyes lit up as if he just remembered something. He slapped a hand to his large head. "Ah, I almost forgot! I had dinner planned fer us." He narrowed his eyes at Leah suspiciously. "I trust ye won't be tryin' anythin' foolish while I'm away?"

What could Leah do at this point? She forced the most sincere expression she could give him, and nodded.

He smiled blissfully, showing off his many sharp teeth. "Arh! That's t' spirit, me lass! I'll be back shortly with dinner, an' then ye can tell Foxy all yer fears an' woes. I be wantin' t' know all about them... har, har, haaarr..." He chortled as he walked away from her to catch up with the other three animatronics.

Leah kept her eyes fixated on the fox animatronic as he headed out. When he seemed to be nowhere around, that's when she really began to work on those ties wrapped around her wrists- and by "work", meaning all she really could do was struggle with them with all her might.

She chanted her own encouraging mantra to at least get one hand loose, and at last, her hand was slipping out! It hurt like hell, most likely going to cut or leave a serious burn mark, but she didn't care. Anything was better than being mutilated or stuffed into a suit by those robots!

She wanted to cry out in joy when she finally managed to get one of her hands loose, and she immediately undid the ties on the other.

The first thing Leah did was bolt right up from her chair. In that moment though, she didn't know what to do with herself. A million thoughts were racing around in her mind, and one of them actually wanted her to take on all four of those animatronics and rid the world of them. She knew she had to get out of there. She had to escape, right now!

Biting her bottom lip anxiously, her gaze went towards the entrance to the establishment, but then it dawned on her that the doors were most likely still locked up tight. The next best solution was to out by the security office, and with that, she took off towards that area.

It wasn't until she was halfway through Pirate Cove did she hear the animatronics come stomping back into the dining area. She quickened her pace, knowing they'll be on the hunt for her very shortly.

"Aarrrgh! LE-AH!" Foxy roared.

Leah started running in a panicked frenzy, and the animatronics would be hot on her trail soon enough.

Her heart was racing when she skidded past the security office, running into twisting and turning hallways. Whatever doors were blocking her way she put all her weight into them to force them open. She didn't want to stop running, no matter how bad her feet were aching. She had to keep going.

She caught sight of an exit sign above, showing her the way out. Her eyes lit up in relief, but as she blew past some double doors that would lead to said-exit, all her hopes were dashed when she saw whom was standing in her way to freedom of the outside: Freddy himself.

They stood probably no more than ten feet from each other, staring intensely. Freddy was the first to make a move, taking a heavy step towards her. "You can't escape us," he told Leah. His eyes seemed to peer into her very soul.

Leah wanted to just curl up into a ball and breakdown entirely. "Just let me go home...please!" She pleaded with him. "I-I don't care if you really are just sickos in costumes, or robots or whatever the hell you are! I won't tell anyone about this! I won't tell anyone about you guys, just let me go home! Please!"

Freddy remained silent, as if he was pondering her words. "I don't think you understand our situation."

There was an awkward pause on the bear's end before he added, "You have been chosen to die, Leah. You can never go back home."

The other animatronics could be heard in the distance, making the girl become a bit more hectic in her decisions. She didn't know how to respond to what he stated.

"Foxy will never stop hunting you," Freddy continued. "You will become a part of this curse. If you prolong your death, you'll make him more..." he cocked his head to the side to think of the best word to finish with. "...'anxious'."

He took a few more intimidating steps forward, but Leah remained steadfast. They both knew what was going to happen, and both were preparing for it. There was no way Leah was going to go with them quietly, not with the things that demented fox was telling her earlier.

Leah shook her head in disbelief. "I just came for a fucking birthday party! I didn't even want to go in the first place!" She stated aggravatingly. "That's all I came for! I just want to go home! Let me go home, you fucking assholes!"

The bear's eyes instantly went black, and the girl shook when she saw Freddy's whole demeanor change then and there.

"You are making this more difficult than it should be," he told her frustratingly. "You. Can. Not. Leave!"

Freddy charged at her, at least as fast as his feet would take him. Leah was hesitant, but she shot forth as well, getting ready to most likely bend over backwards to get away. He swung his arms out, attempting to grab at anything connected to her. The girl shifted and ended up getting down and sliding past his feet. His paws had barely brushed her body, but he missed her entirely all the same.

Leah stumbled back onto her feet and shot for the exit, just as Foxy and the other two animatronics arrived. "Stop! Come back!" The animatronics shouted desperately after her.

But she didn't stop. Leah pushed past the exit doors to the hot, humid outside air. She ran around the building to get to her car, thanking whoever was hearing her that her car keys were still in her pockets.

She got into her car and started it right up, speeding out of there as fast as she could.

There was one thing for sure: she never wanted to set foot in Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria ever again.

The animatronics returned to the dining room area, where Foxy was throwing his own little temper tantrum. "Aaarrgh! Damnit!" He cursed, slamming a fist into a table, causing it to shake tremendously from his weight.

"Calm down," said Freddy. "It's almost 6 am. We have to clean up and return to our posts ."

Chica put her claws on her hips and pouted, "And just when we got dinner ready! How can she just leave like that?"

"So rude of her," Bonnie added.

Chica approached the enraged Foxy. "Awh, don't worry," She said, patting him on the back. "We can always find another one-"

"Arrgh, I don't want another one. I want her!" Foxy grumbled loudly, moving away from Chica to pace around the room.

"She knows too much," Freddy stated somewhat distraughtly. "We never had one to get away from us like that. We were too careless with her."

"So what do we do now?" Bonnie wondered, rubbing his head.

"Hey! Lookie what I found!" Chica called out happily as she trotted over to Freddy, preparing to hand over Leah's cellphone. "She must of dropped this earlier!"

"Let me see that!" Foxy butted in and snatched the phone out of Chica's claws to examine for himself. "I know how these things work..."

"So do I!" Chica piped in, attempting to swipe it back. "Come on! Let me see! Maybe she has one of those 'Facebooks' the kids are using these days!"

Foxy kept it out of her reach as he very delicately checked out different functions of the cellphone until he found what he was looking for. "Aaaah...found it!"

"Found what?" Chica wondered.

"Her residence!"

Freddy furrowed his features. "Absolutely not!" He ordered. "You know how risky that is? This goes beyond our rules or routine, Foxy."

"I don't care! 'M bringin' her back whether she comes herself or if I have t' drag her here myself! She's goin' t' join us whether she likes it or not."