A/N: Sorry that this was a late chapter, but like I mentioned before, my schedule is gonna be more erratic since my boards are coming up. Also, I had a major, end-of-rotation shelf exam last week that I had to study a lot for, so I was too exhausted to write a chapter on the regular schedule.

For some reason, I'm in the mood for more Nightmare lately. And since there currently isn't any major plot event for Nightmare to be involved in, I guess that leaves the only option to be another UCN chapter! Cause who doesn't love some good old William Afton torture, am I right?

Also, they apparently updated the character list, so I can actually put Charlie's and Elizabeth's real names in! Yay! Not sure who I should put for the fourth slot though (if I should put anyone at all).

Warning: Like before, graphic torture and mutilation scenes up ahead.

Dokeshi the Knight: Thank you for your kind review! I'll definitely give your song suggestions some consideration whenever I get around to writing the next "Jamming with the Schmidts" chapter. The ghost kids already know that there's a guy named Scott who created the FNAF series (and in-universe happens to be Mike's friend), it's addressed in the chapter where they play FNAF 1. And I do intend on incorporating FNAF Help Wanted in some way, though that's all I'll say for now.

Guest: Maybe. I'm actually not all that familiar with Game Theory's videos surprisingly. :P

Chapter 104 – Ultimate Custom Night 2

Nightmare growled as he glared down at the intruder that dared to taint his throne room with its presence, the other Nightmares shifting about nervously at their master's foul mood. Though he reveled in his status as a demon lord who ruled over one of Hell's lowest and darkest domains, such a position wasn't without its disadvantages. And as a demon lord who took his position seriously (as much to avoid Lucifer's wrath as he did out of genuine duty), he couldn't ignore the more administrative aspects of being a demon lord, tedious as they were.

Which meant that he couldn't simply obliterate the pile of paperwork that sat at the foot of his throne with claw or flame, no matter how much he wanted to.

"AND WHY…" Nightmare snarled, "…DID I ONLY RECEIVE THIS PAPERWORK NOW?"

Nightmare Fredbear shrugged helplessly, trying not to shudder at his brother's fury. "THERE'S BEEN A LOT OF CHAOS IN HELL LATELY," the golden bear demon replied. When Nightmare gave a snort of derision at the statement, he hastily continued, "THE WAR IN HELL, VUCARIK'S BETRAYAL AND DESTRUCTION, WILLIAM AFTON'S ESCAPE, THE NEW PUNISHMENT WE HAVE DEVISED FOR HIM. LORD LUCIFER AND EVEN HEAVEN MAY HAVE GIVEN THEIR APPROVAL FOR YOUR ACTIONS AS OF LATE, BUT FROM WHAT I HAVE GATHERED, THE DETAILS AND RECORDS OF RECENT EVENTS HAVE YET TO BE MADE OFFICIAL."

"GRRRRRR…UNTIL I'M FINISHED WITH THIS, I DON'T WANT ANY INTERRUPTIONS FROM ANY OF YOU EXCEPT FOR THE MOST EXTREME CIRCUMSTANCES. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Nightmare asked in a low and deadly voice that made it clear that the consequences would not be pleasant.

"OF COURSE," Nightmare Fredbear and the others hastily replied.

"THEN GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" Nightmare roared. The Nightmares rushed and scrambled out of the throne room as quickly as possible, leaving the demon lord to himself. Cursing under his breath, Nightmare got to work filling out the paperwork. An hour passed, then two, then three, the demon lord's mood growing fouler with every second that passed. Finally, when he finished with the last sheet, he let out a shout of triumph and called for Nightmare Fredbear to return. "I'M DONE!" he growled, snapping his claws and vanishing the papers, teleporting them away to Lucifer. "FINALLY, I CAN SIT BACK AND RE…"

"MY LORD?" Nightmare Bonnie raced back into the throne room. "WE HAVE A BIT OF A PROBLEM."

"WHAT IS IT NOW?" Nightmare demanded, his good mood evaporating instantly.

"A GROUP OF DEMON LORDS IN REALMS CLOSE TO OURS HAVE BROKEN OUT INTO A BATTLE AND UNLEASHED THEIR ARMIES AGAINST EACH OTHER," Nightmare Bonnie reported nervously. "LUCIFER'S TOLERANCE FOR INTERNAL SQUABBLING HAS REACHED AN ALL-TIME LOW AFTER VUCARIK'S RECENT UPRISING. THERE HAS BEEN A CALL FOR ANY NEARBY DEMONS TO INTERVENE."

Nightmare suppressed the urge to let out a very un-demonic groan. "AND WHY DID THEY DECIDE TO START FIGHTING IN THE FIRST PLACE?" he asked.

"I BELIEVE THEIR CONFLICT STARTED OVER WHETHER THE WORD COLOR SHOULD BE SPELLED WITH A U."

One second passed in silence. Then two seconds. Then three.

"YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK THIS," Nightmare spat venomously. "I'M NOT DEALING WITH THIS SHIT. I'M GOING TO ACTUALLY BE AN ASSHOLE WITH MY AUTHORITY FOR ONCE AND ORDER THE REST OF YOU TO DEAL WITH THIS IDIOCY."

Nightmare Bonnie groaned. "BUT MY LORD…"

"WOULD YOU RATHER SPEND THREE HOURS WORKING ON PAPERWORK INSTEAD?" Nightmare cut him off.

Nightmare Bonnie shuddered. "NO…"

"THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP," Nightmare sneered as he got up from his throne. "IF WHOEVER THE FUCK DECIDED TO START THIS STUPIDITY CONTINUES TO BE A PROBLEM, THEN BEAT SOME SENSE INTO THEIR SKULLS AS BRUTALLY AS POSSIBLE, I DON'T FUCKING CARE."

"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?" Nightmare Bonnie asked.

Nightmare smirked. "I'M GOING TO ORGANIZE ANOTHER SESSION OF OUR SPECIAL TORMENT FOR WILLIAM AFTON. IF I HAVE TO ENDURE THREE HOURS OF PAPERWORK, THEN I'M GOING TO MAKE SURE WILLIAM AFTON SUFFERS JUST AS MUCH AS I HAVE TODAY."

"AND THEN?"

Nightmare's smirk broke out into a full-blown grin. "I THINK IT'S TIME I VISITED SOME ACQUAINTANCES OF MINE ON THE SURFACE WORLD."

The Living World, a Few Hours Later

"Are you all right, dad?" Susie asked as she watched Mike walk into the living room, looking more than a little uncomfortable and sheepish.

"I just got off the phone with Melody," the man shook his head, and the more observant ghost kids noticed that he seemed almost embarrassed more than anything else. "She kinda chewed me out over the fact that I haven't taken you to see any of America's main cities outside of Las Vegas, and that one's a bit of an odd case to begin with."

Charlie frowned. "Seems a bit rude of her, isn't it?" she protested. "I mean, it's not like she's our mom or anything."

Mike shrugged, a faint smile on his face. "Maybe. But trust me, Charlie, you know you're a really close friend with someone when you can say rude shit to them and not worry about offending them. Within limits, of course." The smile turned into a smirk. "Like every time Susie and Cassidy give Fritz shit over his cooking."

"That was one time!" Fritz protested as the other ghosts snickered, the two girls in particular. "ONE TIME!"

"Yeah yeah," Mike brushed away the protest. "Besides, it's not like Melody didn't have a point. I mean, to quote her: you've taken the kids out of the country and to another continent, but you haven't even taken them to an actual big city in America outside of Las Vegas? What the fuck is that logic?"

"When she puts it like that…" Gabe mumbled.

"So yeah, I'm thinking about having us take a trip somewhere later in the Spring." The ghosts immediately brightened at the idea of another one of their favorite family vacations. "But you guys need to look up some cities you'd like to go to, cause chances are we're gonna need another plane…"

He never finished his sentence, as he suddenly felt a dreadful, familiar presence manifest nearby. The ghosts immediately felt it too and far more keenly than Mike ever could as they were much more rooted in the supernatural world, their eyes widening in terror and disbelief. "No way…" Jeremy gasped. "What is HE doing here again?"

Some heavy knocks suddenly hit the front door of the house, echoing across the floor. Mike's face darkened. "I swear to God," he all but snarled, causing Charlie to shudder, "…if William Afton's somehow managed to escape again…" he half-marched, half-stomped over to the front door, undid the lock, and reluctantly swung the door open.

Just as he and the others had suspected, Nightmare was waiting outside. The demonic black bear grinned at seeing one of the few mortals he respected. "AH, SCHMIDT," he greeted the man in a pleasant tone. "A PLEASURE TO SEE YOU AGAIN."

Mike sighed."Hello, Nightmare…" he muttered. "Are you going to come in, or…?"

"BUT OF COURSE," Nightmare replied as he nonchalantly brushed past Mike into the house. The man carefully looked outside to make sure that nobody was around (though given that night had already fallen, he found that prospect extremely unlikely). Once he had shut the door behind him, he turned to face his unexpected guest.

"All right, Nightmare," Mike cut to the chase as the ghosts flocked nervously behind him. "What's the bad news this time?"

"BAD NEWS?" Nightmare repeated.

"Yeah," Mike wasn't in the mood for any games. "Almost every time you show up in this house, it means the shit has hit the fan. The first time, it was William Afton trying to get us all to fight each other with his once-in-an-eternity wager. The second time, it was William Afton escaping from Hell and trying to get his revenge directly. So, what the fuck's happened now?"

Nightmare smirked. "I AM PLEASED TO REPORT THAT NO UNFORTUNATE EVENTS HAVE COME TO PASS THIS TIME AROUND," the demon lord answered with malevolent cheer.

Surprise replaced the fear and resignation in the family. "Wait what?" Mike stuttered.

"THERE IS NOTHING FOR YOU TO BE CONCERNED ABOUT," Nightmare continued, ignoring Mike's interjection. "FOR ONCE, THIS IS, INDEED, A SOCIAL CALL."

Now, the family was more confused than anything else. "Okay…" Mike finally broke the silence after several seconds. "So…what are you doing here then?"

Nightmare's mouth curled into a sneer. "I'VE HAD A…LESS THAN PLEASANT DAY, SHALL WE SAY," he explained, clearly still seething at the unpleasant memory. "I WAS FORCED TO SPEND THE BETTER PART OF THREE HOURS FILLING OUT STACKS OF PAPERWORK ON THE EVENTS SURROUNDING THE CIVIL WAR IN HELL AND WILLIAM AFTON'S ESCAPE."

Mike winced. Having been a leader in Eisensteel for many years, he was all too familiar with the concept of filling out paperwork. "Oof," he mumbled. "Hate to say it, but I actually sympathize with you here." He raised an eyebrow. "But that still doesn't explain what you're doing here in the surface world."

"NO," Nightmare agreed, "IT DOES NOT. THAT WOULD BE THE FACT THAT THE MOMENT I FINISHED THE PAPERWORK, A FIGHT BROKE OUT BETWEEN TWO DEMON LORDS WHO DECIDED TO UNLEASH THEIR ARMIES AND GO TO OPEN WAR WITH EACH OTHER. AND THEY WERE CALLING IN OTHER DEMON LORDS TO BREAK UP THE FIGHT." He spat on the ground viciously. "IF YOU EXPECT ME TO CODDLE TWO IMBECILES AFTER THREE HOURS OF PAPERWORK, THEN I'VE GIVEN YOU FAR TOO MUCH CREDIT THAN YOU ACTUALLY DESERVE."

"What was the fight about?" Fritz wondered, curiosity overcoming fear.

Nightmare sneered. "WHETHER COLOR SHOULD BE SPELLED WITH A U."

Every one of the Schmidts groaned, with some like Liz and Charlie even smacking their faces in disbelief. "Okay, you know what, fuck it," Mike threw his hands up in the air. "You can stay. I can't, in good conscience, justify leaving somebody behind to deal with that kind of idiocy."

"So what HAVE you been doing?" Liz wondered. She was feeling considerably more at ease now that it had been established that Nightmare wasn't here to deliver any bad news, and that he didn't seem to care if the ghosts talked to him casually.

"I FORCED MY SUBJECTS TO DEAL WITH THE PROBLEM INSTEAD," Nightmare answered. At the disapproving glance that Charlie gave him, he smirked. "WHAT? I'M A DEMON LORD WHO HAS RULED OVER MY CORNER OF HELL FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS. DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULDN'T ABUSE MY AUTHORITY AT LEAST ONCE IN A WHILE?"

Charlie merely shook her head and sighed as Nightmare continued. "AFTERWARDS, I SET WILLIAM AFTON UP FOR A SESSION OF SPECIAL TORTURE, AND NOW I AM HERE." The shadows coalesced in his hand, and the same black tablet that he had summoned the first time appeared. "IF I HAVE TO SUFFER TODAY, THEN SOMEONE ELSE, NAMELY A CERTAIN CHILD MURDERER, WILL SUFFER WITH ME. AND IT WOULD BE RUDE OF ME TO NOT INCLUDE YOU IN THIS EVENING'S ENTERTAINMENT, WHEN I HAVE ALREADY FORCED MYSELF INTO YOUR HOUSE."

"How long will this take to set up?" Mike asked.

Nightmare grinned. "WHY, IT'S ALREADY FULLY PREPARED. I JUST NEED A FEW SECONDS FOR THIS TABLET TO TURN ON." The tablet flickered to life. "AH, RIGHT ON TIME." He held the tablet out towards the ghost kids. "SO…WHAT SHADOWS OF THE PAST DO YOU WISH TO SEND AFTER WILLIAM AFTON THIS TIME?"

Cassidy, the ghost closest to Nightmare, took the tablet and held it out for all of them to see. The display was exactly the same as it had been before, the table showing the numerous animatronics throughout the history of Freddy's and the numbers to highlight their current power level.

"Why don't we try something different this time?" Jeremy suggested. When all eyes turned to him, he continued. "Let's actually not have any animatronics in the office itself this time. Let's put in a bunch of animatronics that attack from outside the office instead!"

"Leave the office empty?" Susie asked, earning a nod of confirmation from the former Bonnie inhabitant.

"That's not a bad idea," Mike remarked. "Seeing nothing in his office might make William Afton more paranoid over what's lurking out there, waiting to kick his ass."

"What did the animatronics do again?" Gabe wondered. Cassidy handed the laptop over to him, and he began to read out some of the animatronic descriptions. The ghosts debated amongst themselves for several seconds, with the occasional suggestion from Mike, as Nightmare watched them with a look of mild disinterest and amusement. Finally, Gabe handed the tablet back to Nightmare, their animatronic choices selected: Bonnie 20, Foxy 20, Toy Freddy 20, Mangle 20, Withered Chica 20, Marionette 20, Springtrap 20, Phantom Freddy 20, Phantom Chica 20, Phantom Foxy 20, Phantom Mangle 20, Phantom BB 20, Phantom Puppet 20, Circus Baby 20, Ballora 20, Funtime Foxy 20, Ennard 20, Happy Frog 20, Mr. Hippo 20, Pigpatch 20, Nedd Bear 20, Orville Elephant 20, Molten Freddy 20, Lefty 20, Afton 20.

"AN INTERESTING SELECTION," Nightmare commented. "MANY OF YOUR CHOICES APPEAR TO BE NONLETHAL TOWARDS WILLIAM AFTON, AT LEAST DIRECTLY."

"Well, a lot of the ones that CAN kill him are ones we thought were more dangerous," Charlie countered.

"A VALID POINT," Nightmare acknowledged as he pressed the GO button, sending his command down to the arena in Hell where a crowd of demons eagerly awaited their entertainment for the evening. The tablet screen flickered to life, revealing William sitting at desk of his twisted "office", looking tired and frustrated.

"Where are you?" William demanded, looking around for any sign of attack. Once he was certain that he was in no immediate danger, he opened up the tablet and began looking around the other rooms of the "pizzeria." By now, he had gathered enough experience to know that he needed to check Toy Freddy's Parts/Service Room, quickly blocking Mr. Hugs from attacking from the left side, before turning his attention to the Vents. He groaned when he realized that all five of the vent animatronics were on the hunt for him. Knowing that there was nothing he could about it for the moment, William checked the Duct system, growling under his breath once he saw symbols marking all five animatronics flashing around the ducts. He placed an audio lure at the junction leading to the exposed office duct, before closing the tablet to check for any threats.

A wise decision, considering that Phantom Freddy had stealthily begun to materialize in the office, and was only seconds away from fully manifesting. Cursing under his breath, William flashed the light on the phantom, causing it to vanish. Before he could think about what to do next, the office lights suddenly began to flicker as a soft cadence began to echo from the east door. William slammed the door shut, holding his breath until he could hear the THUNK of Ballora trying and failing to break in and the music fading away.

With a sigh of relief, the child murderer checked figurine on his desk (which was currently Foxy), before looking through the rooms. There was nothing in the East Hallway, but he was greeted with a nasty surprise in the Kitchen when he discovered that the Marionette's music box was only a sliver away from running out. William quickly turned on the global music box to refresh the timer, before turning his attention towards the two Pirate's Coves. He checked Funtime Foxy's cove first, grimacing as he saw the animatronic that he had created peeking out from behind the curtain. His eyes fell on the sign in front of the cove that read "Showtime 1 AM."

"I'm going to have to remember that detail later," he thought as he switched over to Foxy's Pirate Cove, where the pirate animatronic was hiding from behind the curtain, smirking up at the camera. William sneered as he switched over to Toy Freddy, blocking off Mr. Hugs from attacking the center door, before resetting the ventilation and putting the tablet down…

…only to be greeted by not one, but two Phantoms. Phantom Freddy had taken advantage of William's focus on the tablet to materialize, but Phantom Foxy had also manifested inside the room, appearing suddenly unlike Phantom Freddy's gradual appearance. "What the!" William exclaimed as he fumbled with his flashlight, but he was too slow. Phantom Foxy leapt at him, letting out Springtrap's garbled mechanical scream, followed by Phantom Freddy seconds later. The two Phantoms' faces grew elongated and grotesque as they stopped centimeters away from William's own, transforming their colors from burnt and dark to a distorted brightness before fading away. The office lights flashed red as William struggled to recover from the shock of their attack, barely registering the familiar mocking laughter of Molten Freddy from the vent opening high above him. William slammed the vent door shut and turned on the heater to ward off Nedd Bear and Orville, before cooling the room back down and switching to the global music box, checking the figurine on the desk (who happened to be Bonnie this time), and opening the tablet again.

Unfortunately for William, this time he was greeted by two new Phantoms upon looking at the screen, Phantom BB and Phantom Mangle. "Just leave me alone!" he snarled as he changed to the vent system and back to make them disappear. William began to cycle through the rooms again, this time being sure to avoid Foxy's Pirate Cove since Bonnie was now there. He could hear the sound of squeaking up in the vent to mark Ennard's arrival, but the vent door was still closed, so all Ennard could do was fruitlessly knock on it before leaving. William sneered as he checked on Toy Freddy, closing the left door to block off Mr. Hugs, before checking the kitchen to make sure that the Marionette was still at bay. Unfortunately for him, while the Marionette's box was relatively full, he was greeted with the unpleasant sight of Phantom Chica staring right at him, her face covering up the entire screen where there had been static the last time he had checked the kitchen. With a curse, William changed over to Funtime Foxy's pirate cove, only just managing to view it right as the time turned to 1 AM, and the Showtime sign changed to "Showtime 2 AM."

"I swear…" William growled in frustration, "if I have to check on that stupid fox every single hour…" He put the tablet down, only narrowly avoiding another ambush from Phantom Freddy as he heard another knock on the vent door, this time signaling Springtrap's failed attempt to break into the office. William checked the power level and cursed when he realized that he was already down to 63%. "I'm going to have to be more careful with my power if I'm going to survive this and show those demons they can't make a fool out of me so easily!" He shut the music box off, deciding to turn it on every few seconds to save power while still stopping the Marionette from attacking him. As he did so, William heard both Molten Freddy's laughter echo above him and Ballora's music approaching from the left side, and he briefly shut both doors closed to ward them off before checking the figurine on his desk again.

To his irritation, it was Foxy, meaning that William would have to do another cycle of camera checks. After briefly turning on the heat and the music box to repel the duct animatronics and the Marionette again, he closed the vent door and opened the tablet again (while leaving the vent door closed). This time, only Phantom BB appeared on the screen, and he could easily switch the camera to Foxy's pirate cove to ward him off. The pirate animatronic was still mostly behind the curtain, but he was no longer smirking, his narrowed eyes looking up at the camera with a contemptuous glare. William sneered at Foxy before turning over to Toy Freddy and blocking Mr. Hugs with the right door. The murderer gave Foxy one last check before closing the tablet, being greeted once again with Phantom Foxy and the half-formed manifestation of Phantom Freddy.

This time, however, William was ready. He shined his flashlight on both of the Phantoms, causing them to vaporize. "Hah!" William shouted in triumph. "You won't get me so easily this time!" He chuckled to himself as he blocked another attack from Ennard. "This isn't so hard after all…"

He opened up the tablet…and was greeted with a new Phantom. The blackened, burnt out mask of the Puppet stared at him, and William was so taken by surprise that he couldn't react in time. An unseen force shoved the tablet down, and the room began to darken and flash with scarlet warning lights as high-pitched static started to screech across the room. The Phantom Puppet's face appeared in front of William, obstructing his view as it moved back and forth in tandem with his movements to block off the rest of the room. "God damn it, get away from me!" William snarled as he tried to flash his flashlight on the phantom, only to nearly fling it away in disgust and panic as he realized that it wasn't working. He tried to ignore the Phantom Puppet entirely by looking at the tablet, but its screen merely flashed uselessly with static and a red ERROR message. William could only glare furiously and helplessly back at the phantom, somehow still keeping enough focus to deflect the animatronics coming from the vent and the doors. After a seeming eternity, Phantom Puppet finally vanished, leaving William to sigh with relief as the irritation was finally gone.

And then "Pop Goes the Weasel" began to echo throughout the office.

"No, no, no, no, NO!" William shouted frantically, but it was too late. He had been so preoccupied with the Phantom Puppet's intrusion that he had completely forgotten about the other, far more dangerous threats that were waiting in the shadows outside. Now, he could do nothing but wait for another agonizing death. William tried to shut every door and even the vents in an attempt to escape his fate, but his efforts proved worthless.

The East Door suddenly forced itself back open, and the Marionette flew in, his eyes glinting with malice as he stared at William. With a furious, strangled yell, the Puppet leapt at William, his arms outstretched as he grabbed the murderer by the head. Even as most of his fingers strangled the life out of William, the Marionette pushed two of his spindly, elongated thumbs straight into the murderer's eye sockets, gouging them out with spurts of blood as he let out an agonized scream. William blindly clawed at the Marionette, a last desperate attempt to push the animatronic away, but his killer's grip was far too powerful. The Marionette shifted his grip over to William's neck, simultaneously strangling him and clawing his fingers into the damned soul's throat, letting out more violent spurts of blood. As William began to choke both from the Puppet's grip and from his own blood, the Marionette finally decided to finish his brutal execution. With far more force than one would have expected from such a thin and wiry animatronic, the Marionette grabbed William's hair and brutally smashed his face onto the metal table, eliciting only the slightest strangled groan from the murderer as he bled and choked to death.

As the onlooking demons either cheered or cursed depending on how close they had been to winning, a much different audience started at the black screen back on Earth, stunned at how viciously the Marionette had executed William. A voice began to echo from the tablet, one that took the entire Schmidt family by surprise as they realized that it was a perfect replica of Charlie's voice when she had still been trapped in the real Marionette and taken the form of a child.

Only now, it was tainted with condescension and even a hint of malice, speaking words that Charlie had never uttered.

"I recognize you!" Charlie's morbidly cheerful voice taunted William in the darkness. "But I'm not afraid of you…not anymore."

"MY MY…" Nightmare commented with a delighted grin on his face. "I NEVER KNEW YOU COULD BE SO VICIOUS, LITTLE PUPPET GIRL. QUITE AN IMPRESSIVE DISPLAY OF BRUTALITY YOU HAVE THERE."

Charlie shivered as she replayed the image of the Marionette's execution of William inside her mind. Decades ago, she had craved this moment more than any other. Even when she had broken out of the mindless red haze of bloodlust earlier than her siblings, shifting her perspective from blind slaughter to focused vengeance on the one who was truly guilty, she had desired to brutally and violently destroy him as a fitting and just end for the pain that he had unleashed upon so many innocent children.

But now that she had been released from that cycle of pain and terror, Charlie felt different parts of her mind conflict with each other. The wiser and kinder part of her, the far more dominant aspect of her personality, could only recoil in horror at the grisly spectacle of William Afton's latest defeat, her disgust at her past violent self only increasing as she remembered how utterly…evil…her voice as sounded as she mocked him even as he bled and choked to death on the office desk.

And the small part of her that still wanted to see William suffer, that even now compelled her to keep watching the violence no matter how much she knew that turning away from the horror completely without looking back was the right thing to do.

"Charlie?" Liz's voice broke through her myriad of thoughts, and she looked around to see the ghosts and Mike looking at her in concern. "Are you all right?" the orange-haired ghost girl asked.

"Yeah…" the former Marionette inhabitant replied unconvincingly. "I'm fine."

Mike glared at Nightmare, who was leaning on his sofa nonchalantly. "Can you not be an asshole?" he demanded, knowing full well that the demon's words had done nothing to help with Charlie's inner turmoil.

Nightmare smirked. "YOU'RE ASKING A DEMON LORD TO, AS YOU SO ELOQUENTLY PUT IT, NOT BE AN ASSHOLE?" he replied unrepentantly.

Mike was about to angrily tell the demon lord to fuck off…but something stopped him. The memory of his encounter with Old Man Consequences, and the entity's advice that Nightmare would be one of his most valuable allies for Fazbear Entertainment's possible return in the future. And while he doubted that Nightmare gave a shit about his opinions or insults, he couldn't risk pissing the demon lord off when there was something more important at stake. Instead, he turned his attention to Charlie. "Are you all right?" he asked worriedly. "Maybe we should stop."

"No…" Charlie shook her head. "I can handle it, dad, I really can. And as much as the violence really creeps me out…" a guilty smile appeared on her face. "I can't deny that I'm getting some closure seeing William Afton getting his ass kicked over and over again."

"All right," Mike conceded reluctantly, "but if this keeps getting too much for you guys, I'm going to ask Nightmare to put on some parental control where he cuts the tablet to black before the violence actually starts happening."

"AWW, BUT THAT'S FUCKING BORING!" Nightmare complained. When Mike glared at him, the demon lord sneered. "YOUR CHILDREN SHOULD BE THE ONES TO DECIDE THAT FOR THEMSELVES. THEY'RE THE ONES WHO SUFFERED UNDER WILLIAM FAR MORE THAN YOU COULD HOPE TO FULLY COMPREHEND."

There was a point there, as much as Mike hated to admit it.

"Let's just move on to another one," Gabe suggested, trying to shift the attention away from the Marionette's murder of William and Charlie's reaction. "I have to admit, I'm having fun picking out which animatronics to attack William with."

"That's fine," Jeremy agreed. "Does anybody have any ideas?"

"We could just throw a bunch of random stuff at him again, only on purpose," Cassidy suggested with a smirk. "Just throw him into a clusterfuck and laugh when he fails."

"I know!" Susie suddenly declared, inspiration unexpectedly striking her brain. "Why don't we activate all of ONE kind of animatronic?" she suggested. "Like all the Chicas, all the Freddys, something along those lines?"

Fritz grinned. "Holy crap, Susie, that's a GREAT idea!" he exclaimed. "It would be like we were getting revenge on him one at a time!"

"You guys do you, but I think I'll have my animatronics sit this one out this time," Charlie interjected, something that nobody had any trouble understanding or agreeing with.

"NOT A BAD IDEA," Nightmare interrupted, surprising everyone. "SO WHICH OF YOU WILL BE THE FIRST?"

The ghosts jolted, having forgotten that Nightmare was still there. Suddenly, they were a lot less eager to claim their revenge, knowing that there was a demon lord who was witnessing and more than likely approving of their viciousness.

"Why don't we give this honor to Liz?" Gabe finally broke the silence. "William fucked her up even worse than he did the rest of us. If anybody deserves first dibs, it's her. Or Charlie, but she doesn't want to be a part of this right now."

"Are you guys okay with that?" Liz asked uncertainly. When the rest of her siblings gave her encouraging smiles and nods of affirmation, she smiled faintly at them and took the tablet from Gabe's hand. Her smile vanished, however, once she realized another problem… "Uh…guys…I only have two animatronics. Circus Baby and Scrap Baby. This is gonna get real boring if that's all we're sending after William. Heck, he'd probably WIN if we did just these two."

"Oh, yeah…" Susie shook her head. "Plus, those two animatronics aren't hard to avoid by themselves."

Jeremy was about to gloomily agree when inspiration suddenly struck him. "We should add someone else's animatronic in, make this a tag team!" he declared.

"Sure!" the orange-haired girl immediately brightened. "That'll definitely make things harder." She turned to Fritz, giving him a knowing grin. "Wanna help me beat him down, Fritz?"

The former Foxy inhabitant pumped a fist in the air. "Hell yeah, Liz!" he cheered. "Let's kick his ass!" Together, Fritz and Liz activated all the animatronics that correlated to them. They adjusted the settings to Foxy 20, Mangle 20, Withered Foxy 20, Phantom Foxy 20, Phantom Mangle 20, Nightmare Foxy 20, Circus Baby 20, Funtime Foxy 20, Rockstar Foxy 20.

"All right, I think that's all of them!" Fritz declared as he passed the tablet to Nightmare.

The demon lord looked at the roster and frowned. "HMM…" he muttered. "SEEMS A LITTLE TOO EASY IF YOU ASK ME. AH WELL…" He hit the START button on the tablet, sending the information down into the depths of Hell. Deep in the infernal abyss, William Afton groggily woke up back in his office, his body forcibly healed of its wounds only so that the torture could begin again.

"Already!" he shouted with frustration and more than a hint of fear as he realized what was going on. "Not again!" The only answer he received was the sound of an unknown child's laughter, cruelly mocking him as it faded away and the latest round of animatronic-themed torment began. William could have sworn that it sounded familiar, almost like it was a combination of his daughter's and one other child he didn't know. Either way, he didn't have time to dwell on it.

"What did they send at me this time?" William growled as he opened the tablet and started searching the rooms and collecting Fazcoins whenever he saw them. A quick scan revealed that Mangle was the only animatronic in the vents and that Foxy and Funtime Foxy were both still at their respective Pirate's Coves (with the latter showing 2 AM as the showtime), although to his relief Toy Freddy and the Puppet were no longer in the game. He did, however, take note of the fact that both the Foxy and Baby plushies in the Prize Corner had prices of 20 coins underneath them, something that they always did whenever Nightmare Foxy and Circus Baby were in play.

"How does the whole coin nonsense even work?" the murderer grumbled as he put the tablet down. He was immediately greeted by the unwelcome presence of Phantom Foxy, just as he was in the last round, and he flashed the light on the specter to make him disappear. Once he was gone, William quickly scanned the room for any signs of incoming threats, although there was nothing immediately dangerous in the office from what he could tell. However, the figurine on the desk was still Foxy's, warning him that he couldn't linger away from the tablet if he didn't want the pirate animatronic to skewer him later.

William opened the tablet again to check on Foxy in Pirate's Cove, to activate the vent snare to block Mangle, and to collect more Fazcoins, but as he was doing the latter he heard metallic clanging and footsteps enter his room. William threw down the tablet to see a withered version of Foxy glaring at him, his mouth open with a snarl and his hook raised ready to strike. William flashed his light in the decrepit animatronic's eyes repeatedly, causing the animatronic to growl in irritation until it finally left the room. Withered Foxy hadn't been his only visitor, however; Scrap Baby, the monstrous and grotesque form of Circus Baby, was now sitting on his desk, and he knew from personal experience that unlike Withered Foxy she was here to stay.

William sneered at the dormant animatronic. "I know how you work, little brat," he taunted. "You won't get me." The animatronic made no response, nor did he expect it to. He opened his tablet again, checking on the two Foxy's and collecting Fazcoins every time he saw them on the screen. Every time, he would be interrupted by Phantom Mangle appearing on his monitor, the sound of metal clanging that heralded the arrival of Withered Foxy, or an appearance from Phantom Foxy ready to strike, but since he could simply change to the vents for the former and the flashlight countered both of the latter two, he didn't have too much difficulty driving them away from the office. A grin slowly began to stretch across William's face; he could win this!

Up on Earth…

"Crap!" Liz exclaimed as she watched her former father fight off the incarnations of Foxy. "We made this too easy! He's gonna make it!"

"I HAD A FEELING THIS WOULD BE THE CASE," Nightmare admitted. Then, a fiendish grin stretched across his face. "FORTUNATELY, I HAVE A CONTINGENCY PREPARED. AND I THINK IT'S TIME I ACTIVATE THAT CONTINGENCY RIGHT…ABOUT…NOW!"

As the time on the clock shifted to 1 AM, the demon snapped his claws, and introduced the newest feature to the game he had designed.

Back in Hell…

"Uh-oh! How unfortunate!" a shrill voice suddenly shouted. William's eyes bulged as Dee Dee enter the room. The female, pink-colored counterpart to Balloon Boy focused her gaze on William, and a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. "Uh-oh! How unfortunate! I'm gonna do a sneaky thing," her smile grew even larger, "and throw a new contender in the ring!"

Dee Dee vanished, and a bright sign with the words "A NEW CHALLENGER HAS APPEARED!" flashed on the screen for a few seconds, before it too disappeared.

"No, not again!" William shouted in disbelief. "What new challenger?" He looked around the office, but he couldn't see anyone new that had joined the game. Flipping up his tablet, he checked around the cameras, but couldn't find anyone new…except for Circus Baby, who had appeared in the East Hall, the red-haired clown girl animatronic staring into the camera with her soulless green eyes.

Remembering the plushies from the Prize Corner, William quickly changed over to the Prize Corner and bought the Foxy plushie. He had barely managed to save 20 coins, and now he was penniless. But he had done enough, for now. A quick check back at the East Hall showed that Baby still hadn't moved, suggesting that the animatronic had been successfully held at bay.

"Hah!" William crowed in triumph as he put down the tablet, driving away Phantom Foxy with his light as he did so. His confidence faded slightly as he realized that he still hadn't identified the "new challenger" that the annoying pink blob had summoned. The fact that he hadn't seen it yet didn't reassure him, for it might be waiting to ambush him when he least expected it, for all he knew.

The rest of the 1 AM hour passed, but William was still feeling uneasy. Despite his best efforts, he had not been completely successful in stopping Foxy, as the pirate fox had shifted to his second stage, where his smirk had vanished and he was glaring with more hostility at the camera. When 2 AM came around, William made sure to check on Funtime Foxy's cove, and when the hour arrived, there was a flash of static and the sign in front of his cove now read "SHOWTIME: 3 AM".

"Where is that new challenger?" William growled as he looked around the rooms again. Whoever it was, they had not yet made their appearance. The only other change that he could see was that Foxy had stepped out from behind the curtain, his eyes staring up at the camera with an unsettling gleam in his left eye and his mouth opened up in a soundless snarl. As he put down the tablet, he was greeted with both Phantom Foxy ready to lunge at him AND Scrap Baby raising her head, staring directly at him as she prepared to strike. William quickly flashed his light to make Foxy disappear and gave Scrap Baby a shock, sending her back into her dormant and harmless state.

As the next hour passed, William slowly began to relax, as by now he had grown accustomed to the routine that he would need to counter the incarnations of Foxy and Baby that Hell had sent after him. But as the round drew closer to its 3 AM hour and he finished yet another room scan, the New Challenger that Dee Dee had summoned would finally be revealed.

William lowered the tablet…and found that a new animatronic had entered the room. Unlike any of the other animatronics that had attacked him before now, it was a Bonnie. A Bonnie that he had never made personally, but one that he had recognized when he had attacked Mike Schmidt's house. One that was smoother and fresher compared to the original Bonnie that he had with red cheeks and two golden stars on his chest…and was now staring at him with his head cocked and a smirk on his face.

"Oh no…" William groaned. He had never seen this animatronic…and had no idea how to counter it. "What do I do? WHAT DO I DO?" He looked at Rockstar Bonnie again…and noticed that, unlike the one that he had seen up on Earth, this version was not carrying a guitar. "Perhaps that's the solution?" he wondered. He looked around the room but couldn't see a guitar in sight. He could only presume that the guitar he needed to find was in one of the rooms beyond…and opened his tablet only to find Phantom Mangle blocking the screen. "Not now!" William snarled as he switched to the vents and back. As he did so, he was interrupted with the sound of metal clanging, and was forced to lower the tablet to fend off another strike from Withered Foxy. "Leave me alone!" William shouted as he shined his flashlight into Withered Foxy's eyes. Once the animatronic was gone, he gave a nervous glance to Rockstar Bonnie. The animatronic hadn't attacked yet, but he knew he had very little time. William frantically cycled through the rooms, trying to find a guitar…and sighed in relief as he found it in the Parts/Service room where Toy Freddy had been in earlier. Knowing that he had narrowly escaped death, William clicked on the guitar to give it to Rockstar Bonnie…

…only to have the tablet forced down by a metal hand. William had been so focused on appeasing Rockstar Bonnie through finding his guitar that he had forgotten about the rest of the twisted game he was trapped in. In particular, he had forgotten about a pink and white version of Foxy that he himself had created…and the fact that it was now 3 AM.

"What?" he exclaimed, rapidly panicking. "No, no, NO!" But it was too little, too late. Funtime Foxy opened up his face-plates to reveal the exoskeleton underneath with a high-pitched scream of fury. Before the man could react, he grabbed William by the shoulders and began taking huge bites out of his former creator with a mouth full of metallic fangs that tore into his flesh like paper.

Back on Earth…

"Holy shit!" Fritz exclaimed as he watched Funtime Foxy mutilate more of his creator with each bite, blood and chunks of flesh and bone splattering everywhere. William screamed incoherently and writhed in his grip, both out of agony and as a futile, desperate means to escape. "I mean, I know William did some fucked up shit with the Funtimes, Liz, but please tell me they weren't THIS bad!"

Liz shook her head and frowned. "I don't…think so?" she answered uncertainly. "They didn't do anything like this back when I was around with them."

Mike frowned. "From what I remember from the original blueprints, Funtime Foxy had a voice changer that was meant to fool kids into thinking that he was their parents calling them." The ghosts looked horrified as they realized what that meant. "I'm not saying that's good or anything," Mike quickly added, "but he sure as hell didn't do shit like this from what I could tell."

"I almost, almost felt pity for him for a second," Susie admitted. At the other's surprised looks, she scowled. "Then I heard that and it died."

Finally, once Funtime Foxy was done mangling William and he looked less like a human and more like a bloody, chewed-up carcass, the fox animatronic tossed him to the floor and the screen faded to black. "It seems you couldn't make it to my show," an unfamiliar male voice echoed from the tablet, "so I brought the show to you!"

"Hah!" Fritz pumped a fist in the air, though everyone could tell that there was just as much relief that they had gotten William at all as much as there was satisfaction. "We got 'em!"

"Nice!" Liz grinned as she high-fived her brother. "Serves him right!"

"HOW FITTING THAT WILLIAM SUFFER AT THE HANDS OF ONE OF HIS OWN CREATIONS," Nightmare remarked with a sadistic smirk.

"So Rockstar Bonnie was the animatronic that Dee Dee summoned this time around?" Jeremy asked, surprised but pleased that a Bonnie animatronic had been instrumental in William's defeat this round.

"INDEED," Nightmare confirmed. "I HAD A FEELING THAT THE SELECTION OF ANIMATRONICS CHOSEN FOR THIS ROUND WOULD BE A LITTLE TOO EASY FOR WILLIAM, SO I HAD DEE-DEE MAKE THINGS MORE DIFFICULT."

"Won't this get easier over time?" Liz pointed out. "I mean, William's seen all of these before."

"HE HAS," Nightmare agreed before letting out a bark of laughter. "THAT'S WHY WE SOMETIMES WIPE HIS MEMORY OF THE ANIMATRONICS AND HOW THEY WORK," he added smugly.

The Schmidts couldn't resist a few smirks of their own at that particular revelation. "When are you going to wipe his memory?" Jeremy asked.

Nightmare shrugged. "MAYBE THE SESSION AFTER THE NEXT," he answered. "THERE'S NO ENTERTAINMENT IF WE SEND MOST OF THE ANIMATRONICS AFTER HIM WHEN HE KNOWS NOTHING. HE'LL GET SLAUGHTERED IN SECONDS, IT'S BORING AND PREDICTABLE."

"I'm just glad that he's trapped in Hell for real this time," Charlie commented, "where he belongs."

"HE WILL NOT BE ESCAPING AGAIN," Nightmare affirmed with a sneer. "AFTER LUCIFER UNLEASHED HIS WRATH BOTH UPON HIM AND THE ONE WHO DARED TO FACILITATE HIS ESCAPE…LET'S JUST SAY NOBODY WILL EVEN THINK ABOUT RE-ENACTING THEIR SCHEMES FOR A VERY LONG TIME TO COME."

The demon lord looked down at his tablet and chuckled. "IT APPEARS THAT THEY HAVE ALREADY RESET THE GAME AND ARE READY FOR THE NEXT SESSION." He looked up and focused his gaze directly on Mike. "AH, SCHMIDT. I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT I HAVE YET EXTENDED TO YOU THE COURTESY OF CHOOSING THE CONDITIONS OF WILLIAM AFTON'S TORTURE FOR YOURSELF." He handed the tablet over to Mike. "AS I AM WELL AWARE, YOU ARE CERTAINLY NOT LACKING IN CREATIVITY WITH REGARDS TO CRUELTY AGAINST YOUR ENEMIES."

Mike took the tablet from Nightmare's hand, trying not to notice the confused looks on most of the ghosts' faces…or the disturbed look on Charlie's. "Well…" the man looked down at the tablet and smiled. "I think I might have a couple of ideas…"

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A/N: Well this went on a lot longer than I expected lol. Hopefully the longer (and FNAF-themed) chapter will make up for the week delay in getting this chapter out.

As you could probably tell, I've got some more animatronic mechanics for you.

Phantom Foxy – He will sometimes appear in the office when you put the tablet down. Activate and hold the flashlight on to drive him away, or else he'll jumpscare you and black you out for a few seconds!

Phantom Chica – She doesn't like the Global Music Box all that much, and is more likely to appear on the monitor and attack you the longer it's turned on. Change your monitor or put away the tablet quickly to make her disappear, or else she'll jumpscare you and black you out for a few seconds.

Phantom Puppet – He will randomly appear on the monitor, though less frequently than the other phantoms. If he appears, immediately change the monitor, or else he will appear in front of you, blocking your vision and darkening the room while making noise disturbances. During this time, you will not be able to use your flashlight or open the tablet. Once he leaves, he will automatically trigger a ventilation error.

Dee Dee – Basically the same as the original game. However, whatever animatronic that she summons will ALWAYS be set at AI 20, instead of a random AI value.