The blonde, haired, boy stared in shock as he had been addressed by name. Saphira shines her light at the other four teenagers that were with Aaron. She didn't recognize them, except for one other. He had dark, brown hair and brown eyes. His name is Stu, and he was also one of her other tormentors, though not as bad as Aaron was. Stu was never a friend of hers, but he jumped onto the bandwagon of tormenting her along with many of the other students at the time.

"Well, well…" Saphira glanced at Aaron as he spoke, smirking deviously as he realized who she was. "There is a face I never thought I would see again. I thought you would have killed yourself by now. Considering how worthless you were and all."

Saphira tensed slightly before frowning at him. "Really, Aaron?" She placed her hand on her hip. "That's the first thing you think of when you see me again? Though I can't say I'm surprised. You were pretty worthless as a friend."

"Aaron, who is this chick?" One of the other teenagers asked, he had shoulder length, black hair with blue eyes. "She's hot! Wait, was this the girl you said you tormented when you were younger?"

Aaron chuckled at him and nodded. "She definitely is, Jake. This is Saphira, and she turned out to be quite a loser. I don't know why I was ever friends with her."

"I could say the same thing. But no matter, I am the security guard here, and you five are all trespassing." Aaron's smirk widened as Saphira told them she was the security guard. "I will ask you to leave the building immediately. I don't want to call the police, but I have evidence of you breaking in thanks to social media. So if you don't leave, I will report you."

"And what makes you think we will leave just because you asked?" Aaron mocked, walking towards her with a beer bottle in his hand. "Jake is right, you have turned out to be quite the catch. Good thing you didn't kill yourself. I guess you just wanted to show us all how sexy you could be."

Saphira glared at him as he walked towards her. "I mean it, Aaron! This is not the place to be stupid! I am not playing around."

"Nor am I!" Aaron opened the beer bottle and gulped down some of the alcohol loudly. He wiped his lips and smirked at her. "You aren't a security guard, you're more like the security whore!"

Stu chuckled as he walked towards Saphira as well and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I agree, Aaron. And this place is for loving, isn't it? There's plenty of bedrooms here, we should take advantage of that."

Saphira shivered in disgust and pushed Stu's hind off her shoulder. "I don't know what the hell is wrong with you. I end up in a damn car accident and that is the reason why you even start to bully me? And I lost my brother on top of that!"

"Wait, that's why you both bullied her?" The last boy asked in shock. He had blue, dyed hair and hazel eyes. "Stu, Aaron, that's low."

Aaron rolled his eyes. "She was a freak before that. She used to talk about how cool and great this stupid attraction was. That accident was just karma getting back to her."

Saphira glared at him and lunged at him. "Why you…" She shrieked as he grabbed her wrists and forced her against the wall. "How could you say that?!" Tears fill her eyes as she glared at him. "My love for this place is not what killed Jeremy!"

"Are you sure about that?" Aaron drank more of the beer and licked his lips. "You came here every day, without any doubt. So of course, freaks like you get what they deserve." He glanced down her body with a devious expression. "However, you have a rather nice set on your chest, Saphira. I bet you're still a virgin."

Saphira suddenly spat at his face, making him grimace. "Go to hell!"

Stu stared in shock and chuckled softly. "She's got a lot more fire in her. Oh, look! She still has that stupid necklace." Saphira gasped as Stu grabbed the pendent and yanked it, snapping the necklace chain from her neck and held the pendent. "How pathetic. It's just a cheap, piece of plastic."

Saphira shoved Aaron away and reached to grab the necklace, though Stu held it away. "Give it back! It doesn't belong to you!"

"But you have to say please," Stu mocked with a big grin. "Then I may consider…HEY!" He turned with a frown when the necklace was snatched from him. The boy with the blue hair had taken the necklace. "What gives, Dylan?!"

Dylan shook his head in disappointment. "Are you both seriously still making fun of her because she was in an accident?"

"She deserved it!" Aaron pushed Saphira against the wall again, making her whimper. Jake walked over with a grin as he was enjoying this too. "If she didn't come here every day, maybe her brother would still be alive."

"Is that same opinion you would have about me?" Aaron and Stu frown, looking at Dylan in confusion. "Guess what? I was in a car accident two years ago, and my little sisters died on impact. And we were coming to this restaurant for a birthday. Is it my fault too?"

"Uh, but you don't come here every day like she did," Stu argued and looked at Saphira as she struggled against Aaron's hold. "Besides, she said as a freak. You are not. Freaks like her deserve to be tormented."

Dylan frowned and placed a hand on Aaron's shoulder. "I don't care what you think, let her go. She is the night guard, and we will be in big trouble."

"We will be if we let her go and she calls the police!" Aaron smirked at Saphira. "And I am not going to forget you spitting on my face." He punched her right shoulder, making her cry out in pain. "I am going to…"

"Aaron stop!" Dylan tried to pull the boy away.

"Fuck off!" Aaron swung his arm, punching Dylan in the face, knocking him out. He smirked as Dylan fell and hit his head on a nearby chair. "That's what you deserve."

Saphira stared in horror. "You're a monster…" She tensed as she heard familiar footsteps and glanced at the doorway to see the shadow of Springtrap's body. "You are horrible, Aaron!"

Aaron grabbed her hair and slammed her head back into the wall, making her grimace and knock the air out of her. "Shut up!" Saphira groaned and wanted to hold her head. "Where's that stupid necklace? I want to show you how much of a loser you are!"

Stu was about to walk over to Dylan's body, when he shrieked loudly suddenly as something threw him into the bar stools. Jake and Aaron jump, looking over at Stu as he groaned loudly, with him holding his head and stomach from the impact. They both were confused and they look at the door. And they both freeze when they saw Springtrap standing in the dim light, glaring at them with his silver eyes.

Saphira pushed Aaron off her and stumbled over to Springtrap. "Springtrap…" She grabbed onto his arm and he moves her behind him. She sniffled as she rests her cheek on his arm, looking at Aaron with a glare. "I hate you…you deserve what is coming to you! I warned you to leave!"

Aaron scoffed as he saw Saphira cowering behind Springtrap. "I never knew you programmed them to be your bodyguard. I thought you were the night guard. But you're such a loser! You need an animatronic to protect you! Ain't that right, Jake?" He glanced to his left and saw Jake was not there. He glanced back to see the boy hiding by the bar counter. "What the hell are you doing? Throw me another beer while you're there."

"Um…Springtrap scares me…" Jake responded shakily as he stared fearfully. He gasped as he saw Fredbear walk up behind Springtrap, glaring at the bots. "Shit! This is bad…"

"They're just robots!" Aaron rolled his eyes and walked over to Dylan's body and grabbed the necklace from his hand and held it up. "Do you see this, Saphira? This is…"

"Put that down!" Aaron jumped when Springtrap's angry, dangerous voice ordered him to put it down. "That is not your necklace. Aaron, is it?" The boy nodded nervously. "What makes you so special that you felt the need to bully and torment my friend? Just because she hangs with us, that makes it okay to bully her for the accident? Weren't you her friend at one point?"

"Uh, I…uh…" Aaron was not expecting to hear anything like that from Springtrap, so he was really caught off guard. "Y-You…uh…"

"You sicken me. Drop the necklace! Or I will make you regret it! Either way, you die tonight!" Springtrap stepped closer to Aaron, growling at him. Saphira kept her arms around his arm. "Bonnie, make sure Saphira is out of the way. I don't wish to harm her."

Saphira glanced over her shoulder to see Bonnie. He reached out to her and she was quick to take Springtrap's advice and ran into his arms, feeling them wrap around her protectively. Saphira looked at Aaron as he trembled before he held out the necklace. The chain shook wildly as he trembled and Springtrap took it from him. He inspects it before handing it to Saphira. She took it and clutched it in her hands tightly as tears fill her eyes.

"Come." She glanced up at Bonnie when he whispered to her. "You do not need to be here for what comes next. I'll take you back to the office, Toy Chica already has some hot chocolate ready for you. I am sure you are going to need it."

Saphira nodded as Bonnie guided her away from the bar and walked with her down the hallway. However, it seemed that it angered Aaron as he watched her walk away. "Are you too much of a cowered to face me yourself, freak?! Come back here! I am not done…"

He was cut off as Springtrap grabbed him and threw him into the bar stools. Saphira flinched as she heard the sound of loud crashing of the stools in the bar. "You are going to find out just why Saphira has enjoyed our company. We are her family, we are her best friends and I am not going to let anything take her away from us again!"

Saphira glanced over her shoulder in surprise at the choice of words from Springtrap. She heard Aaron whimpering and flinched as the sound of glass shattered, along with a grunt from Springtrap. "Oh no…"

She tried to turn back, but Bonnie stopped her. "It takes a lot to hurt us, Saphira. He will be okay…" He glanced over his shoulder to see what was happening. Aaron had scrambled to his feet and he was backed in a corner, holding a stool to defend himself from Springtrap while Fredbear stalked Jake by the counter. Stu was still on the ground, holding his head and seemed to be ignored for the moment. "They have it under control."

Saphira gasped as the doors to the chapel opened as Freddy, Toy Bonnie and Foxy enter. She smiled slightly at them. "Just make sure you don't stain the carpet…please…"

"We will try not to," Freddy said gently with a smile. "Everything will be okay…" He held out something in his hand. "Here, you might like to hug this." She glanced down and saw it was a Freddy plush. She smiled and took it from him, holding it against her chest tightly. "You are welcome."

Saphira was grateful for the gesture, however she quickly covered her ears when she heard the sound of torturous screams coming from Aaron, following by what sounded like a crunch and the stool being slammed against something. She almost wanted to turn back to make sure Springtrap was okay, but Bonnie made her keep walking as she also heard Jake screaming loudly, making her grimace and press her hands against her ears. Bonnie made her walk away faster as he did not wish for her to hear what was happening.

When they left the chapel and the doors closed, the sound was drowned up enough for her to lower her hands. She was trembling and she was still holding the pendent in her hand. She clutched it and the plush tightly as she made her way back to the office. She felt awful for Dylan. He was killed by one of his friends for trying to defend her because he went through a similar experience to her. It wasn't fair, and she knew it. Though there was no way she could turn back time to stop that from happening. For now, she wanted to just sit and relax. Her head and shoulder hurt.

"Run."

Saphira jumped when Bonnie told her to run just as they were about to reach the door to the hallway leading to the office. "Run? Why…" She paused as she heard the sound of running and Springtrap's voice shouting from the other part of attraction. "Uh…wait…" She widened her eyes as Stu slammed open the door into the main dining room. He had a deep gash to his stomach and he was holding a knife. He glared at Saphira and she swore his eyes were black with rage. "Shit…"

Bonnie pushed her through the door and closed it behind her, Saphira almost wanted to open it to stop Bonnie, but she heard Chica and Mangle in the main dining room too. However, Stu shouted something that she couldn't understand and he was furious. Likely because he witnessed his two friends being killed by the animatronics, and he wanted to try and kill her. Saphira turned and ran towards the office. The throbbing in her head was not helping though, she entered up stumbling and falling onto the floor, scraping her chin hard. She rubbed her chin and scrambled to her feet, running into the office and grabbed the crowbar by Mike's desk.

She then ran out of the office towards the staff bathroom. She heard the door banging open down the hallway, and she paused to look down to see Stu running towards her. His left arm had been dislocated, but he still had the knife in the right hand and he was glaring at her. Saphira shrieked and turned to run into the door of the bathroom, trying to close and lock it behind her quickly, but the boy had reached and yanked the door from her hand and prepared to stab her.

She screamed, swinging the crowbar instinctively and slammed the end into his neck, piercing the skin and throat, causing blood to squirt out and she gasped as she felt the warmth of the blood on her face. She ran into a cubicle, closing it behind her as she heard the body fall to the ground. She fell onto her knees and heaved into the toilet. She gripped the side of the porcelain tightly as she retched heavily. She heard the footsteps of the animatronics running down the hallway towards the bathroom, but she ignored their words. It only sounded like echoes to her.

Her mind was going around in circles, as that is what it felt like. The ringing in her ears was loud, and the throbbing in her head seemed to have gotten worse. Or maybe she was thinking too hard. Regardless, everything tonight amounted to this. Her sitting on the floor of a toilet cubicle and heaving out her stomach contents. She also had to just go through with what happened. She killed someone. Even if it was out of self-defence, she still killed him.

Saphira trembled as she held the side of the porcelain and looked at her hands. They were covered in Stu's blood from the spray of blood from the wound. She lifts her hands from the bowl and saw the prints left there. She stared at her hands as she let out some sobs and hugged her arms around her tightly and rocked. She did not know what to think or feel right now, she only wanted to forget what had happened. And at least, she could not blame the animatronics for it. They did step in to protect her. She wondered how Stu even managed to get around Bonnie.

She jumped when the door of the cubicle was pushed open gently and she looked up to see Springtrap looking down at her. "Oh, Saphira…" His face was filled with sadness and leaned down, grabbing her arms gently, making her flinch from the touch. "Come, let us clean you up. We have already dealt with the bodies."

Saphira felt her stomach flip again and she raised her finger. "One second…" She turned away from him and heaved again into the toilet. She felt Springtrap rubbing her back again like he had before. She felt awful, the smell of blood was filling her nose and she hated that it was because she tried to stop Aaron and his friends. Once she stopped heaving, she leaned back and Springtrap kept his hand on her back to steady her. "I should have let you deal with them…"

Springtrap hummed softly. "I was a little too preoccupied chasing the one down who threw the knife at you." She knew that and she closed the lid of the toilet as she didn't feel like she could heave anything more. "And he has been dealt with." Springtrap sighed deeply and placed his hands back on her arms. "Come on."

"How did Stu even get around Bonnie?" Saphira asked as she stood up slowly on shaky legs. She reached to press the button of the toilet, though Springtrap beat her, which she was thankful for. "I would have thought…"

"That little asshole managed to slip his grip after his shoulder was dislocated," Springtrap explained as he let Saphira lean against him as he walked her out of the bathroom. She saw the blood stain on the tiles, but the body, knife and crowbar were all gone. "I am not sure, but Bonnie said the boy actually managed to hurt him by stabbing his elbow. He has no injury, but it was enough to make Bonnie let him go and the boy just ran. I guess killing his friends in front of him sent him mad."

"I guess…I do feel bad about…Dylan…" Saphira sniffled a little as some more tears fall down her cheeks. "He…tried protecting me…"

"Yes, I saw…" Springtrap also felt bad that he died that way. However, he himself was glad he didn't have to kill him. "However, he would have ended up the same as the others, Saphira. We don't allow anyone to leave this building alive, except for you." She smiled slightly at him and they both were silent as he walked her into the office. "Alright, you just sit and relax, I'll grab some clothes. Golden Bonnie is grabbing you a new shirt."

Saphira just nodded as he led her to the chair and sat her down. She saw that the tablet was back on the desk and she realized she must have dropped it in a panic. It was not damaged, thankfully. She hit the reboot button as the systems were showing errors and she looked towards the office bathroom as Springtrap grabbed some cloths to run under some water. Once he drenched them, he returned to wipe her face and hands clean. She was still trembling as her mind was running a lot.

Golden Bonnie walked into the office and gasped when she saw the state Saphira was in. "Oh my…oh…I am so sorry, Saphira." She placed the folded shirt on Mike's desk as she walked forward. "I hope you will be okay…uh, is there anything you need? I can grab it from the first aid kit."

Saphira smiled at Golden Bonnie's concern. "It is okay…I will just need an ice pack for my head and some aspirin or something. I'll be fine…when I have had time to just calm down…" She glanced at the time and widened her eyes when she saw it was only one-thirty. "And it wasn't even that long…that felt like hours."

Springtrap nodded. "I suppose it would have felt like that." She glanced at him and saw he was still angry. She took a deep breath and he gently opened her right hand, seeing the pendent still in her palm. He paused as he stared at it and looked at Saphira. "At least the pendent is undamaged." She nodded and placed it on the desk carefully. "I cannot believe what he said…what he said about you…and after all this time, he still felt the nerve to bully you."

"Some people never change…" Saphira knew that for a fact. She had hoped Aaron had matured, but that didn't seem to be the case. "I actually think he was jealous that I would come here everyday, and his parents never brought him here."

Springtrap did not comment on that as he finished cleaning her face and hands. He took the cloths into the bathroom to rinse them out. Golden Bonnie stepped closer to Saphira as she moved to grab her bag to grab out the aspirin. "Listen, I feel awful about what had happened. When I heard and saw the commotion, I realized what had happened. However, the strangest thing was those…intruders wearing black clothes." Saphira shrugged a little as she did not care. "There were three of them, and…I wonder if they were even trespassers in the first place."

Saphira raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" She glanced to the bathroom as Springtrap growled. "Springtrap?"

"I told you to leave, and you did not listen," Springtrap said bluntly as he stared in the mirror. "You have been in danger the minute you stayed after the second night. And not from us." He sighed deeply and turned to face her. "But you did not listen to my warnings. And now look at what has happened. You were attacked by people dressed in black."

"And by some old bullies…"

"Those teenagers are not the concern I have." She looked at him in surprise. "Golden Bonnie is right. And now…" Springtrap's face softened as he thought about what had happened. "I do not think you can ever leave being the night guard." She frowned slightly as she listened to him. "I fear if you resign, Mike is not going to let you live peacefully."

"Why not?"

"Because you have seen and learned too much." Saphira looked at the office door as Bonnie walked into the office with a sad face. "You have learned about us, and you are learning more about how we came into existence. I do not think Mike is stupid…plus he is a puppet for Afton, and that man always seems to get scared whenever he receives a phone call from Afton."

"Well…I suppose…" Saphira knew it was possible Mike knew she was working things out. But she did not know how. "But if I leave, I am not likely to do anything…"

"Are you really going to tell you would let it go?" Springtrap questioned curiously, folding his arms as he listened to her. "You are already intending on learning more about how we came to be. You might even decide to stalk Mike at some point and find where we were born." Saphira did not know how to answer that because he was right. "You leaving will likely bring you and your family death. You and your family are only alive because you are kept here, with the possibility of death always over your head."

"Uh…well…I had not thought of it that way."

"You are trapped now, Saphira." She tensed slightly as Springtrap looked at her sadly. "Not in the same way as us, but your life is now tied to us. If we won't kill you, Afton probably will send people in to try and do the job. Those three people didn't even care that we saw them until we attacked them."

"Plus, we found something…weird in all of them," Bonnie said slowly and Saphira looked at him curiously. "I won't show you now until they are all cleaned up. But they were all also branded with some strange burn on their shoulders. It looks like a face that has been blended with Fredbear and myself…or Springtrap's face. Regardless, they all had the brand. But it wasn't that, that made us…curious."

Saphira wondered what that was. And if what they said was true, that meant she would likely get targeted every week until there was success…unless the nightmare animatronics will do the job. "Things are getting weirder…and…I had not realized that…I might be trapped…" She looked at Springtrap as he was glancing down sadly. "Even if I am…I will find a way out."

He glanced at her and looked away again. "Saphira, I know you want to be brave. And you should be…but…I…I would feel so horrible if you died here. I know that I could kill you and you would rather be killed by us than by Afton himself…but I don't want to do that." He shakes his head and looked in her eye. "I can't help but feel like…because we became friends, it was my fault you stayed."

"Huh? Wait…"

"Maybe that's why my name is Springtrap…after all, trap is at the end of my name…" Springtrap shakes his head as he looked like he was overcome with a great deal of sadness. "But I never thought this is how things would end up…you, the one person in the world who looked at me and never judged me. Even that Jake said he was scared of me…but now, look at what has happened. And I kind of feel…"

"You are not responsible!" Saphira stood from the chair and stumbled over to hug him, wrapping her arms around his waist as she laid her head on his chest, hearing the beating heart inside of him. "None of this is your fault. We became friends because we needed someone in our lives. And it still seems to be the case." She looked up at him and he still seemed guilty. "Springtrap, even if you consider that I am trapped, there is no amount of force that would force me from you and the others again. Except in death. You did say you wouldn't let anything take me away from you again."

He widened his eyes in surprise. "You caught that?" She nodded and he lifts his hand to rub the back of his head. "I guess I did say that…and yes, I…that is how I feel, Saphira."

"Then stay by my side through this. I have been through so much in a short time…but I still feel resolved to stay." She smiled as he moved his arms around her finally, hugging her gently. "If danger has to be part of this friendship and family…so be it. I'll be eighteen in a few months, and I can leave that house. You are my family. And I intend to stay here, because if I do leave…I think something might happen to all of you too. You have let me live after all."

"That could be the case…" Springtrap could understand her concern, though he did not know if it would happen. However, he was not about to throw that possibility away. "Still…I wish it was not this way, Saphira. I really do wish that. But I guess you were the best thing to ever happen to me in my life, you are special to me. I am really sorry about how I treated you a few days ago, I know you've forgiven me, but I still want to apologize again."

"I know, and thank you." She tightened her hug around him. "Now we can just move forward and try to beat Mike and Afton. Tonight probably is a prelude to what is coming…hopefully not, but that is what I think."

Springtrap nodded and he could not help but glance briefly to her lips. He did not know why he was suddenly drawn to her rosy, pink lips, but he felt a little uncomfortable and looked up when he heard footsteps and smiled when he saw Toy Chica and Phantom Chica walking by the window. "Ah, seems like Toy Chica's made up your hot chocolate."

"And I am very sorry about taking so long!" Toy Chica entered the office as Saphira moved away from Springtrap. "I was a little busy helping the others with the mess around the attraction, and I didn't have time to make it. But here I am! And Phantom Chica brought in some cake to have with it. I am sure you don't mind."

"Thanks…" Saphira placed a hand on her stomach as it churned uncomfortably. "Uh…actually…you have it…my stomach still feels bleh. I might actually throw it up if I have it." She walked over to grab the shirt off the desk. "Plus, I should get changed…my shirt stinks."

"Oh…I had not thought about that…" Toy Chica looked at the cup and shrugged. "Oh well, I can understand. Tonight has been…weird…weirder than the past weekends we have endured."

"I am getting that." Saphira walked into the bathroom and closed the door. "I shall be back out…shortly…"

Nothing more was said as Saphira took the shirt off and put the new one on. She grimaced at the pain in her shoulder, but she was lucky she had not been injured further. She knew at least the animatronics were being decent and keeping the main stuff away from her. And she had not seen them eat any of their kills, which was also a good thing. But none of that really stopped her from enduring stuff like this. And now she had more things to worry about.

Trapped.

Springtrap's concern might actually be correct. If she left on her own, she would have the knowledge of the animatronics, and that seems to be something both Mike and Afton wanted to prevent. That was why they likely killed the other two employees. She doubted they killed the kid for that reason, only that he was there and would have reported that his uncle had been murdered. And now she had no choice but to return each night.

However…that suits me fine…I don't to be taken away from them again. I don't want to leave Springtrap again. I promise that I won't.