Saturday, December 22nd2035
6:40 PM
Afton Mansion – 1F – Foyer/Living Room
Mangle managed to make her way through the vent system into the living room.
She could see through the vent slits, fancy furniture and high end upholstery, in a large seating area and coffee table.
No one was around, but the fireplace was going.
"Well, he's certainly living the high life isn't he." She said to herself.
She continued to look around. Even switching her eyes to their X-Ray mode. Not a soul in sight.
She even sniffed using her advanced artificial smell sensors, similar to the one installed in Roxanne's nose. No trail on anyone.
"There's…no one. I was expecting the whole calvary. In that case, I'll just let everyone right in." Mangle said as she kicked the vent cover off and slid through the opening. She got up off the ground and looked around, quickly doing another sweep of the first floor for anyone, with her weapon in hand, she then walked back to the living room to go towards the front door.
The robotic fox woman put her fingers to her temple, and spoke over her internal radio system to the OAOS team outside.
"It's Mangle, I made it inside. No one's here, I'm about to open the front door, so don't shoot me okay?" Mangle said as she grabbed the handle, released the lock, then turned the handle.
She opened the door letting the chilled air from outside in. The OAOS team's were already walking towards her through the light snow that accumulated on the mansion's front courtyard. It was getting dark outside with outdoor lighting around the mansion and grounds automatically turning on.
Everyone made it inside, she shut the door behind them locking it just in case, so anyone who could be lurking in the woods outside doesn't get the jump on them.
Cue Theme:
Resident Evil OST: The Night Begins Mansion 1st Floor Theme
"Wow what a mansion." Bonnie commented.
"It's like my childhood home…." Elizabeth said as she felt the furniture with her hand and the wooden rails on the stairway.
"I imagine…it doesn't bring back the best of memories. Knowing the kind of man he was." Vanessa said.
"Some good….some bad. Mostly good until the incident. You already know the rest." Elizabeth responded.
"As nice as this place is, don't forget the fact it was built by a bunch of people who were then silenced later so they would not live to tell anyone of it's existence and what they saw. Just as a reminder of who we're dealing with." Dawkin said.
The fireplace continued to burn in the background on it's own. It was a gas powered fireplace with realistic looking fake logs while emitting a real fire with warm heat, that is safely contained and controlled. Fake crackles were emitting from a speaker in the unit to make it seem as authentic as possible, without the work of dealing with a traditional fireplace.
Mangle, Vanessa and Chica admittedly were tempted to sit on the comfortable looking sofas around it, looking at the picturesque scene, reminded of what could be spending the holidays with the whole family at Vanessa's home.
If they still wanted that to become a reality, they needed to keep moving.
"No time for sight seeing." Vanessa said.
They explored the rest of the house while Chica kept an eye on Funtime Foxy in the living room until they were done sweeping the rest of the house.
He was seated on one of the couches in hand-cuffs, Chica eventually sat on the opposite side of the couch. She would free him, but was told to keep him in shock handcuffs until Dawkin said otherwise.
"Chica, c'mon how long do I have to stay like this?" Funtime Foxy asked.
"Until Dawkin says I can let you go. Sorry Foxy. I can't disobey him, direct orders. Once this is over, I'm sure the OAOS will give you break for helping to cooperate." Chica said.
"This sucks." Funtime Foxy responded.
"Sucks? My two best friends, and my boyfriend could be dead at any moment! You have no idea how I'm feeling right now! Since the night your people took them, I have been trying so hard Foxy, so damn hard, to keep it together. Complaining about being cuffed and on a sofa is nothing compared to how I'm feeling. Your lucky I actually feel bad for you." Chica said.
"I'm…sorry." Funtime Foxy quietly responded.
"I….I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. While I still think you're an asshole for attacking me that night with Afton's goons, you've been making up for it. And I guess your kind of sweet too sometimes." Chica said.
"Thanks and I wanted to say, I kind of do get how your feeling. The night I heard my girlfriend…sorry ex girlfriend was in danger, I wanted nothing more than to tear the guy who had her apart and at the same time I was so afraid of what would happen if she didn't make it. But….that's exactly what happened. I was too late." Funtime Foxy said as his ears dropped.
Chica's eye's, her artificial lens within them, widened.
"What…happened to her?" Chica asked.
"It turns out the guy who captured her, was her own creator, my creator, my own boss. Afton. And….um….he had her tied to a crane over a large construction area on the outskirts of the city. We were pretty high up off the ground. Afton was there, and he said, he needed to set an example of what happens when we don't stay focused on the work we do." Funtime Foxy was fighting back the urge to tear up. Chica could hear it in his voice. The fox wasn't faking it for her sympathy, she could tell.
She turned him and sat closer.
"She begged and pleaded. Afton knew she and I we're becoming more than just colleagues. I begged him and told him, I would do anything, if it meant he safely put her back down on the catwalk. He said he would, if I carried out any orders for him. Any. So I complied, and that's…..that's….when he dropped her. I tried to run as fast as I could to catch her. My hand just barely reached hers, but I grabbed it. I told her I wasn't going to let go no matter what. Then, while I was there with one arm and a leg clinging to the catwalk and my other arm holding her, Afton has one of his goons, snipe my arm servo with a well placed shot. My arm was ripped off with Lolbit….falling with it still holding on." He said holding back artificial tears from his system.
"Foxy….." Chica said.
"She was shattered beyond repair….at least that's what Eclipse said when he and his team were sent to go get her parts by Afton. Eclipse gave me a new arm after. The only nice thing that fuck has ever done I'm sure, only because Afton forced him. When I lost Lolbit, nothing else mattered anymore. Funtime Freddy was the only other person keeping me sane while working for this…piece of shit!" Funtime Foxy shouted at a painted portrait of Afton in the living room. The yellow LED's in his eyes glowing for a moment from anger.
"If it wasn't for him, I probably would have gone insane. Afton would have had to shatter me if that happened, because I wouldn't stop after what he did, after what he took from me. I wanted to get away from this pond scum, so bad. But I knew he had me. No matter where I go or what I do, he had Vanny to keep me in line, and she was already dangerous on her own, being able to hack and override us anytime one of us didn't do what we were told. Funtime Freddy and I joke around a lot, to cope. Lolbit always said I was funny guy, so least I could do in her honor, was continue being that funny guy. I might have lost someone, but I vowed to never lose someone again after that, and this time, I would make sure of it. So yeah….I get it and I want you to save your friends, and kill this bastard." Funtime Foxy said with his voice quivering.
"I….get it now. I'm so sorry Foxy." Chica said softly.
"I know that night we met, I acted like this big tough bad guy….but that couldn't be further from the truth. I had to keep the act up. Afton always compared me to the Funtime Foxy model he created back in his prime. He said me, Lolbit and Funtime Freddy lacked the killer instinct he programmed into the original Funtime models we were based off of. He hoped our AI would be similar but more modernized, given my code is based off the original Funtime Foxy code, but with modern snippets of code, stolen from you guys. But he got way more than he bargained for when Lolbit, Funtime Freddy and I didn't want to kill or hurt people or kidnap kids….That's just not who we are man. One time he asked me to join in on the hunt and murdering of all the undocumented workers that built this mansion for him, to keep word from getting out. I refused. So he had Vanny lock my systems and force me to watch the others go to town. " The fox continued.
Chica without thinking about it, hugged the handcuffed fox.
Funtime Foxy didn't say anything, just enjoying her embrace.
"I was wrong about you. Completely. Once you help me and my friends. I promise, I'll try to get OAOS to let you off the hook. I've got your back, if you've got mine and help me save my friends." Chica said.
"It's a promise." Funtime Foxy said.
7:00 PM
Afton Mansion – 2F Bedrooms
Elizabeth was in Vanny's bedroom. Vanessa could see evidence that someone in this room was sick or ill at one point, as she found a used thermometer with the last temperature readout on the digital display, and a open bottle of Ibuprofen, in the connected bathroom. And to her disgust, signs of dried vomit splatter on the rim of the toilet bowl.
"Someone here was not having a very good time." Vanessa commented.
Elizabeth was looking around the bedroom, having flashbacks of her bedroom in the original Afton household, when she was a child.
Elizabeth then noticed in an open closet, a familiar outfit she had recently seen. An outfit Vanny wore on the night of the club attack.
"V you might want to see this." Elizabeth said.
Vanessa walked in.
"What did you find?" Vanessa asked.
"Look at who's outfit that is." Elizabeth said picking up the jacket on the coat hanger.
"Vanny…." Vanessa said under her breath in anger.
She now had her guard up more, her temporary OAOS weapon in hand, as they swept the rest of the 2nd floor. There was several bedrooms, including ones for each of the Faux Glamrocks, when they were living here working under Afton, under his control.
Mangle was searching with the others when she stumbled upon a child's room. Her snout picked up the scent.
It was Evan's. But the bedroom had no sign of him.
However, she sat down on the twin sized bed that would be his, and picked up a photo frame on his nightstand to look at it. It was a family photo of the Afton's during happier times in earlier years, before the infamous bite incident took place in 80's.
"How could such a beautiful family spawn from someone so awful." She said looking at the young William in the photo.
She looked at Evan in the photo.
"Don't worry honey, we will get you to a proper loving home with your mother, brother and sister." Mangle said.