Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Soulless Soulmates. Enjoy the 2200-word chapter. I do not own FNAF, Scott and a few others do.
Jackie sighed, drumming his hands on his metallic shell, he knew damn well that if they were telling the truth? Gregory was in danger. There was a very big danger to the entire Pizzaplex and he could not tell who they had been through for now.
He had been through enough to drive him insane…. Not that he could complain for now. There was always going to be something like a sort of problem.
"Ok…. So, Gregory must find somewhere to hide until day and I have zero idea of what is going on." Jacky stated before he fell silent.
He had begun to think of what his next move was. If he tried to help Gregory? The others would know something was afoot…. But on the other hand? When did Freddy lie? When did he ever not tell the truth when it came down to it? It just did not make sense for him to lie now.
He was able to figure something out when it was all said and done. He had been able to try and guess that they were telling the truth, however. That still meant that they had enemies.
Roxy, Chica, and Monty? All wanted Gregory and in a malfunction? There was a lot more danger to Gregory.
"Lad? You are stressing the small stuff, you know that, right?" He heard as he sighed.
"Maybe because the others are running around, ripping the place apart to go find Gregory and here we are. Here we are, Foxy, caught in the middle of trying to stop them. How do we do that, hmm? You want to tell me how we stop them without hurting them and stop a kid from getting hurt?" Jacky asked.
This prompted no real change from the others as he realized something was off, something was silent. They had been so off-topic and so off their game that they could not speak for now.
Jacky sighed as Bonnie looked at the monitors. All of him wished to say something encouraging but he had nothing and he would have nothing for a long time, a very long time.
He rubbed at his temples, too unable to do much for fear he would lead them astray.
"Roxy is gonna kill me," Jacky muttered as he looked to the side and then clicked his fingers on the metallic little wall, knowing when it came down to it.
He leaned back in a chair, almost cracking it under the weight of his chassis as he paused to look downwards at the ground. He was to be ready to scream before he seemed to yawn once more.
He had been able to grab a wall, pushing upwards and locking optics with Foxy. He crossed his arms and looked to the side a second later, on edge more than ever and ready to scream if something was not done to fix it.
Instead? The metallic jackal simply collapsed into the seat next to him, knowing that something different would come as a response to his actions.
(With Roxanne)
Roxanne growled and sniffed the air. Gregory hid somewhere in the room and she could not find him. It vexed her that this child managed to escape her so often that she was reduced to hunting him like a…. Lower being.
She looked around. Where was Jacky? Jacky usually helped her; he usually would tear the entire pizzaplex apart if asked because of her. now? now he was nowhere to be seen.
The idea that she was somehow at the mercy of something as simple as time and a child? It vexed her… Oh, she would make sure he would weep when it came down to it.
Something about the situation made her turn as she looked around before turning toward the rest of the sentry bots.
"Find him, useless pieces of scrap…" Roxanne said before she grunted and then leaned on a piece of the stand.
It made her silent, eager to see things end a certain way. She was entitled to victory and she would not fail.
She looked around, pausing to think for a moment as she thought of what to see and to do, something about it all seemed to be done and dusted well enough to be brought to task.
Yes, it would all end sooner or later… Or she would die at the end of it all. Whichever came first in her case, whichever came first.
(With Jack and the others)
Part of Jacky did not wonder why he had not placed his companion here. Why? Simple, they all knew every single inch of this place and all it entitled.
They would rip the place apart to find him and if someone had reprogrammed the others? It meant he could not allow this person to know they had a secret room where all the security was.
He was silent for a moment, silent for a lot more as he realized what had gone on. Foxy looked at him as if he had lost his head and probably something.
Yes. It seemed only a matter of time before it all came crashing down, a matter of time between where she stood and where he had to stand, such a thing was going to be chaotic.
And Jacky of all people seemed to thrive in something like this, thrive in all of it until there was nothing less and nothing more to consume.
All it would break would be life itself. All that could be done to help Jacky? Well, Foxy knew none might address the real root cause in it all for now and for good reason at the end of the day. So much to see and do now, so much it all hurt.
Yes, something about it had to give… Something about life would break and it was all he could do to try and figure it out was to sigh, annoyed more than anything. He had been through the chaos.
Jacky growled angry at this and yet too tired and too much to be doing much. The serenity in his eyes was also something as he growled, grinding his teeth for now.
He was too silent, eager to interest what little ability he had next in protecting his friends. There was nothing else in his way to deal with such a thing.
Roxy also worried him; they had so much history and she would continue to think of him lesser if he did not help. He wanted to be prepared, wanted to deal with it sooner or later.
Yes, perhaps it would have been done better. He did not know what was going on, something about this place disturbed him once more.
(With Roxanne)
Roxanne roared with rage, pausing to crash over a small little stand and then looking to the side. She was too eager to get this over with. She looked around, optics burning with energy as she realized everything around her made her look with interest… She wanted to find him and tear him apart, rip him apart when it came down to it as he paused.
She was too interested in what needed to deal with it when push came to shove. She growled at being denied the fame she had wished for. What was going on now? What was to happen if she failed?
Roxanne was silent as she looked around the room. Not once did she spot Gregory to try and relax, she knew at the end of the day that what needed to happen was simple, the boy had to be hunted down….
Yes, the boy had to die and she would continue to make sure he suffered. Gregory was why her night was not going well and she was eager to repay him for such a thing was going to vex her.
The chaos of this night only drove her further than most would go in terms of trying to get something done.
She growled and clenched her hands…. So much work to do and in so little time, something about it all seemed to be vexing, and if they were able to think? They would think of something else now.
What bothered them was simple. They held so much power and so much fame but a small child.
Yes, they held so much pain and so much suffering that it had driven them almost crazy. Something was pushing them towards the next second of pain, something was driving them insane and she would not stand for it now.
Roxanne growled with anger, ready to kill something, ready to break something. It was clear something would die today and by her claws…
But what, who? Who died today by her hand? She had not been able to properly fix it for now as of the time being, there was a lot more to this when time went on, and for good reason.
There were a lot of things to deal with, something which needed to be done and dusted… She would kill him; he would die slowly… By her hands, by her perfectly manicured hands.
Roxie growled and tore through the floor, looking for Gregory, her optics burning with barely contained anger at this… The brat ran from her.
"GREGORY!" Roxy hissed, tossing a table towards him as the boy barely scrambled to the side. "Come here…" Roxy hissed as she tore after him.
He was too eager to try and figure it out as of now, something that needed to be done with, something that could be done too eagerly as it came down to it.
There were a lot of things that required being needed and required being prepared for what needed to understand.
There was a lot of chaos on the mind… A lot of things were confusing to her, a lot of things she did not want to have done and dusted now and for good reason.
Roxy was too tired, too exhausted, and annoyed to deal with the child, she wanted nothing more than to be free, to relax, and to be able to enjoy it.
She would kill him and it would be glorious… No, it would not, she had no real desire to figure it out sooner or later. Her mind ached, her mind was dueled and pained for now.
She had no desire to figure it out and nothing on her mind besides a dull ache, a dull ache she had no real desire to fix, nothing would do in the case of remorse.
She growled, too angered to be stopped. She wanted nothing more than to help, then to find some way to help when it had come down to it… The amusement written across her face was there, it always was and always would be.
She was tired, too tired, and too tiresome to have fixed it the way it needed to be.
Roxanne was tired and she would not be able to figure something out, figure it out once again.
She looked at Gregory and then thought of what she wanted to pause to think of what was growing on her mind.
She seemed to be done with it as of now. She did not want to grow through it once more as she wished to keep thinking of what needed to be done and dusted.
They had a lot of time to deal with it… And she? She was eager to think to figure something out more or less when it came down.
It was eager to deal with it now and for a good reason.
He had no damn desire to deal with it now, for a good reason. She had been too interested in what to deal with for now. She had been too interested, too fascinated in the next move… She had been eager to think and to fight…. But she did realize just how little it sounded.
To be entirely fair? She of all people knew well what was going on now and forever… Now? Now they had something to do, some sort of loss when push came to shove which would cripple them further at the end of the time being… Whatever that push would be. Well, they had a duty left to deal with now, and for good reason.
Roxanne growled, tired, angry… She was bitter, grumpy… All signs that this had gotten to her and was continuing to get to her. Now? Now they had things to do and it was clear these things out.
Such a thing was more than usual. Clearly? It would become harder and harder to figure out now and for good reason.
Still? Roxy wanted nothing more than to slice up Gregory. No, she did not and she continued to clench at her metallic skull, a hideous shriek erupting from her as she tried to fight it.
"Get out… Out!" Roxy hissed, her claws putting a massive dent in the table next to her as she paused, too tired to think of it now, and for good reason.
Her optics glowed purple as she paused.
Author Notes
Phew. Another chapter is done! I want to point out next chapter will be longer and such. The next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will set up more of both Roxanne and Jacky along with pushing the story along. Until the 900–6500-word chapter, Lighting Wolf out!
