DAAANNNNGGGG.
I don't own FNAF.
Freddy, Gregory and Luna had sorted through enough papers to find Amy's original paperwork.
"AMY." Gregory said, holding it up. "Amy is short for... Oh..." He handed the paper to Freddy.
"A Memorable Youth." Freddy read. "So... I was correct. Amy is an original Afton design." Freddy looked at Gregory. "When I got Roxy's eye, I was able to see you in a different way than before. I understand now, why you are not in the database. I understand now, why you caused me to malfunction earlier. You are also part of the AMY project." Freddy looked at Luna. "It appears she is not."
"So wait, I'm an animatronic?" Gregory asked.
"No, but you are a direct post product of the AMY project. More than likely, Amy was the one that brought you here." Freddy explained. Luna took a seat next to Gregory. "What do you remember about this place?"
"I... Remember waking up in the Pizzaplex. I remember sleeping in a hidden room in the back. I saw you on stage, I..." Gregory was trying to think. "I don't remember anything really."
This made the child upset. Were his emotions fake? Was he nothing more that a fraud? Was all of this supposed to be something good?
"Don't panic, Superstar." Freddy said, trying to reassure the child. "I'm sure there's a good explanation for all of this."
"How was I not effected by the glitch? I mean... If I was a victim and everything." Gregory asked.
"I believe that is because you are not in our database. That may have saved you." Freddy explained. The child frowned. "I'm sorry." Freddy apologized.
A crash was heard, making all three heads turn towards the source of the noise. Moon hung from the ceiling. "It's Vanessa and Amy! They're fighting!"
"Vanessa?" Gregory asked, standing up and running down the hall. "Freddy, put Luna inside the stomach hatch for safety! I'll get Amy!"
"Understood." Freddy said, opening the hatch to allow Luna to jump inside.
Amy watched as Bonnie punched the last of the STAFF bots out of commission. The purple eyed blonde glared, being completely lost to Afton's power.
"She isn't an animatronic, but she's under the influence of Afton, that's for sure." Bonnie said to the black haired girl. Roxy ran next to Amy, her frame damaged badly.
"Vanessa, come on." Amy said, looking at the blonde. "There has to be another way, just talk to me!"
"I don't want to talk to you!" Vanessa snapped. "Every day, I reviewed your stupid paper work. Every day I wondered why he created you. I went through hoops for Afton. I went through hoops to send you home with a family... All we needed, was that stupid sister of yours! I just needed Elizabeth... Gregory would of done just fine as Evan!"
The blonde had tears streaming down her face, as her whole body shook. "Evan...?" Amy whispered, confused.
"Evan Afton... One of the children William lost." Bonnie said. "By using remnant, you're able to create a one time perfect replica of a person. Typically, it's in an animatronic form..."
"So Gregory is..." Amy's eyes widened, as she looked at Vanessa.
"I should of known." Vanessa's voice became quiet. "When I activated you, you didn't take to the remnant... Not at all. I couldn't let it all go to waste, so..." She started walking towards Amy. "I took it for myself."
"Bonnie!" Gregory yelled, making Vanessa stop in her tracks.
"You brat!" Vanessa yelled. "Chica, destroy Gregory." She said.
"What?!" Amy asked, looking at Gregory. She quickly ran over, and grabbed Gregory, pulling him with her down the hallway.
"No, Chica!" Bonnie said, jumping in front of the chicken.
Gregory and Amy ran hand in hand through the Pizzaplex. Amy was so confused. Why did she feel like this? She was a creation of Afton? What was the reason she was created? Just to be a host for some remnant? Just to lure kids away?
The two stopped, panting as they hid behind a fast food counter. Amy hugged Gregory, now knowing the truth about herself. "Gregory, I-"
"I know." Gregory said, smiling sadly. "I already know." The black haired employee frowned.
"Cheer up, Amy." Gregory said, cupping her face. "We can stop this. Look." He let her go, and pulled papers out of his pocket. "These are some of your features."
Amy took the papers, reading over them carefully. She looked at Gregory, who nodded at her. Amy smiled at the boy, and held out her arm to him. Gregory carefully read over the papers, pushing her fingers in the correct order, and causing a small hatch on her arm to open. Amy and Gregory stared in awe at the small remote within Amy's arm. Gregory pulled it out, causing the buttons to light up.
"So this will help us?" Amy asked, unsure.
"It's your control device. If I plug it into the computer, maybe you'll be able to see Afton and find out more about this glitch." Gregory said, full of excitement. "This has to be the answer. Amy, just think about it. Afton had this installed in you, so that you could be controlled by the glitch. If we reverse it..."
"Then we control the glitch instead." Amy said, looking at the remote. "Okay, Gregory. I trust you."
"Great! Let's go!" Gregory closed the arm hatch on Amy, and they began their trip to the IT room.
For the second time tonight, Vanessa had been knocked out. Chica blinked a few times, before looking around. Seeing her friends, she was confused. "Monty? Wait, Sun? How are you out of the daycare?"
"Chica... We need to talk." Freddy said, coming behind Bonnie. Chica's confusion only grew.
They explained everything to Chica, who apologized to everyone for being so hostile. The animatronics had to come up with a plan to keep Luna safe, until they were able to re-group with Gregory and Amy.
"He's a smart kid." Freddy started. "I'm sure he's already come up with a plan."
"Even if he already has a plan, isn't it too dangerous for us to assume that he can handle himself?" Roxy asked.
"Gregory?" Luna asked the Fazwatch. Static came through the other side. "There's nothing..."
"Static? That means he's in a room where there is no signal." Bonnie said.
"The IT room doesn't have a signal." Chica said.
"But we can't get into there." Bonnie replied.
"Good thing we have a rock star who can." Roxy said.
All eyes turned to Luna, who looked back and fourth. "Me?" She asked, sheepishly.
