She got up from the body she laid on. She looked him in his lifeless eyes as she wept away her remaining tears. She looked at herself. Her body and chest were completely soaked and drenched with blood.

She looked as though she had been operating on someone and had not worn proper protective equipment. She looked at him again. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you." She whispered under her breath.

Roxy's mind went back and forth if she was capable of saving Gregory or not. Monty was incredibly strong after all, and Vanny was no joke, she looked at the mangled stomach in front of her. No joke at all.

She decided she really didn't have much to lose, besides, the two were weak from their previous fight right? Freddy was dead. Cooper was dead. Chica was dead. The kids didn't matter if her friends were dead and couldn't perform. Gregory could've been dead. There was a killer and a traitorous animatronic running around the pizza Plex.

She didn't even know where her enemies had fled to, but suddenly she had an idea. She bent down to Cooper's arm, and tried to undo his fazwatch from his wrist. 'Tried' being the keyword. Her hand was still broken, with no sign of being fixed.

She eventually undid it, after around ten tries. She shut the curtain. She then turned it on and began looking at the cameras. She wound back the recordings to about half an hour prior to the present situation. It was there she saw the gruesome fate Monty had succumbed to. It shouldn't have been possible, but somehow Roxy felt good watching it.

She witnessed herself savagely destroy her fellow animatronic, however hostile. She watched herself bite into Monty's neck and rip out his wires. She didn't feel any empathy or remorse, she actually rather enjoyed watching him suffer.

On the other hand, she began watching Cooper, and what happened to him. She saw him throw fists at Vanny, saw him kick her when she was lunging at him, and saw him almost break her jaw, he was brave to have gone up against a knife-wielding rabbit maniac that was for sure.

She didn't like what happened next. Obviously. She witnessed the rabbit throw the sharp blade into Cooper's stomach with impressive accuracy. She saw him bend down to his knees, as if he was praying for Vanny. She saw him cough up blood. She was lucky the cameras had no audio. Roxy started to physically recoil after watching the rabbit slowly push his back with her foot.

How could a human being do this to another human being with no regrets? Did she enjoy it? How? She thought to herself. She felt her tears creeping back in. She held them back though. She kept watching. She saw Vanny kick the night guard onto his back, whilst she appeared to have been laughing.

Roxy's anger was immediately ignited once again, and as if out of reflex she leaned towards the tiny screen, teeth bared and began growling. She quickly stopped herself though. She watched the rest of the video feed, then followed the cameras to see where the bunny went. She witnessed the rabbit quickly grab Gregory and jump off the railing, somehow surviving with no injury, after she had stabbed Roxy's paw.

Time had passed, and when Roxy saw herself leave with Cooper, she also saw Vanny walk up the stairs and begin dragging Monty with her to someplace she had not known existed. She followed the rabbit whilst she slowly and painfully dragged the mangled robotic alligator with her, to a door just opposite the stairs.

I don't remember that being there... Roxy thought to herself. She tried to switch to a camera that was inside the room, but there was none. Odd.

She got up from the first aid station and moved toward her raceway. She was vigilant and kept her eye out for hostiles. She trekked slowly and cautiously until she reached the balcony. She realised Chica was still on the floor destroyed and started kicking herself for forgetting her.

"Oh no, Chica!" She raised her voice enough so that if Chica was alive she could hear her, but no one from the suspicious door would. There was no response. No, no, not another one... She thought to herself. She picked Chica up, or what was left of her, fireman style and began making her way to parts and service. She knew that she couldn't help her, but she figured if she was already in the cylinder the mechanics could fix her up quicker.

She walked towards the centre stage in the atrium. Nothing felt right to her. It felt like a ghost town. It felt deserted. Abandoned. It felt cold and lonely. She didn't like it. Is this one of those... gut feeling things Cooper had told me about? Roxy thought as she made her way to the stage. She pushed the Freddy head-shaped button to send her and her fallen ally to parts and service.

She made her way to the protective cylinder and opened it with her spare hand. She put Chica inside slowly and carefully. "If you can hear me, you'll be alright." Roxy said quietly and softly to Chica. "Unlike humans, we can be built and repaired an endless amount of times, when it's convenient." She was thinking about Cooper when she said the first part of the sentence, she started thinking of Bonnie and Foxy in the last part of it. She shed a couple of tears, reminiscing of the short time she had known Foxy, then reminiscing on the longer, but still somewhat short time she had known Bonnie.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm killing those bastards." She told Chica. As she turned to leave. She half expected something to stop her, maybe Chica. But she knew she wasn't functional, and there was nothing else in the room with her. She exited the parts and service room through her elevator, the only functional one. Old Roxy would've thought that the only reason hers worked and the others didn't was because she was the best. New Roxy now didn't think that. She didn't know why hers was the only one that worked, but it wasn't because she was the best.

She felt rather guilty leaving Chica in there on her own like that, she wanted to help, and fix her. But she physically didn't know how to. You're a loser. You let the night guard you loved die. You let your best friend die. One part of her mind told her. You are the best. You don't need the chicken, you don't need the guard. Another said. The voices in her head had always existed, and could sometimes get loud. But never this loud.

Roxy grabbed her head and hair, as if she was experiencing an awful headache. "Get out of my head..." She told herself. "Let me think for myself..." She gritted her teeth and growled a little bit. She arrived in her room when the elevator opened up. You know, Freddy and Chica are gone. Monty never shows up. You could be the star of the show now, you don't have to help your friends. You could have all you ever wanted. You could be the best, Roxy. A voice told her. "No, they are my friends..." She sat down on her couch with her hands still to her head.

"No, I won't listen to you... I'm all I'll ever need..." Are you sure? "Yes... He showed me that... " All of a sudden, Roxy's vision went fuzzy, she closed her eyes to blink, and then suddenly found herself back in the parts and service room with Chica. Only this time, there was no voice.

"What the hell..." Roxy began looking around, worried about something. She didn't know what but she knew that she was in her room on her couch a second ago. "How did I... I was in my room..." She didn't know what the hell had just happened. But what she did know was that she still wanted revenge.

"I can think about this later... I'm killing them now." She said to herself sternly.

She got up and left through her elevator again. It was quiet. There was no voice this time. She felt happy there was none, but also anxious. She arrived in her room. She decided before she headed towards the two she would recharge. Something was clearly not right with her.


She exited her recharge station, feeling refreshed. She checked the time in her room. 3:30 am. It seemed as though time only passed when it was convenient for the story. She got out of her room and began walking towards her raceway, ready to end whatever Monty and Vanny had started.

She walked through the atrium. Her footsteps echoed through the eerie silence. The same feeling crept over her. Loneliness. She kept walking. The feeling didn't leave. It stayed, Roxy felt like she was being played with, tormented with, from this awful emotion. Would killing the two really bring them back? She thought to herself.

It didn't matter what the answer to that question was. Gregory was still down there. He needed to be saved if it wasn't too late already. What could they have been doing with him? She soldiered on until she reached her racetrack. She walked over to the balcony, only this time noticing the blood, wires and oil that had been left there from the hours prior. She walked down the stairs and forward before she found a small red door. She couldn't remember if she had known it was there or not. Her mind became cloudy and foggy, almost as though a strange, altered sense of déjà vu had come over her.

She opened the door and was greeted with an industrial metal staircase leading to the depths below. She looked down into the darkness. She wasn't scared, more so just unaware of what to expect. She walked down the staircase, every creak and groan from the tired metal making Roxy more nervous about not being able to make it back up again. She reached the bottom of the staircase, and was greeted with a couple of broken lights and generators, leading to an old rusty worn down elevator.

She walked through the elevator. She pressed the only button available. The elevator surprisingly started moving, given its condition. The music it played was a slowed down, distorted version of her band's most popular song. The ride was rickety and shook a lot, almost like turbulence on a plane, not that Roxy knew what a plane was.

She exited the elevator to a cavern-like area with generators scattered across the ground and fairy lights turned on and hung across the walls of the cave. Rubble and loose rocks lay scattered throughout the surface of the cave. To the left was a small crevice, with a huge original Freddy Fazbear head, seemingly tossed aside for whatever reason, left to rot. Spare, unused or maybe endos that have fulfilled their purpose lay sitting down, deactivated next to the cave walls. Some were even being hung up by loose, old wires. Roxy continued onwards and found the ruins of an old Freddy Fazbear's Pizza location. What was it doing underground? Roxy thought to herself.

She entered the used to be restaurant, the glass from the door was shattered, meaning she could just step on inside. The place was old and crumbling, looking like it had just barely survived a fire. An old show stage to the left of her looked so destroyed and would collapse if you stood on it, tables, chairs and broken props to the right.

The centre of the room held a spiral staircase of sorts, if you could even call it that. Mostly just junk old props and wood that lay in such a way it could pass for a staircase, if you squint hard enough. She looked around one more time. She saw a couple of heavy-duty doors that looked like they hadn't been used in forever. She attempted to open one, but it was locked. She attempted to push one, but it wouldn't budge. All she got from it was enough dust to make a prehistoric ruin look bad.

Roxy eventually realised that she had to go down the 'staircase' if she wanted to progress. She was incredibly reluctant, given its condition. She went down regardless. Whilst venturing down, she noticed several tires and chain link fences for whatever reason. She eventually made her way to an area that housed a massive molten, black amalgamation of sorts. What the hell is that? She thought. She noticed its tentacle-like arms stretch out, almost pulsating. She saw a mask of Freddy, but it was dirty, pink and white for some reason.

Roxy ultimately decided it would be a good choice to avoid whatever the hell that thing was. She got down off of the scaffolding, and jumped down next to this blob thing, hoping not to disturb it. She crept quietly around the amalgamation. She came closer and found a small hole with a ladder, going down into what seemed to have been an office. Roxy began to move quieter when she heard talking from up ahead. She could make out the alligator's and bunny's voices, but there was a third she couldn't recognise.

Just hearing Monty's voice after what he had done to her and Chica fueled her with anger. The same spark she felt after Cooper had passed came back. She was mad and ready to kill. She made her way down the ladder quietly, hoping to not alert them. The office was broken and dusty, but the doors looked new. There were two corridors to her left and right, that she thought led to the same backroom, where she could hear the talking come from.

Roxy made her way to the back of the left hallway and was greeted with a fully repaired, fully healed Vanny and Monty. The two didn't notice her, however, she noticed a figure just behind them. It looked like a rotting corpse had somehow fused with an endoskeleton to create whatever the hell that thing was. Behind it was Gregory, being injected something by the corpse robot. He appeared to be unconscious. The creature turned its head to see its two allies and the imposter wolf standing behind them. It let out a gasp. "Stop her!" It yelled.

Monty and Vanny stopped talking, and turned their heads to the wolf. They both looked at her, ready for a fight. They couldn't help but notice the fact she was covered in blood though. Monty's claws were beared, and Vanny's knife was equipt. Roxy in return put her claws up ready to fight. This was it. The spark had lit up again in Roxy, and she was ready.

Monty charged at her, swiping for her head. Roxy ducked out the way just in time and punched his stomach. The grinding of metal on metal pierced Vanny's ears. Vanny attacked and lunged toward Roxy with her knife. Roxy caught her arm, when the blade was mere centimetres from her chest, took the knife out of Vanny's arm and used it on Monty's claw, who was about to swipe at her again. He succumbed to the same fate Roxy succumbed to fighting Vanny hours earlier. He roared in pain and retaliated by trying to kick her. Roxy turned her knees in the direction of Monty's legs and used them as a shield. Again, the grinding of metal on metal infuriated Vanny. Monty roared in pain once again.

Vanny was behind Roxy and attempted to grab another weapon from a drawer nearby. Roxy noticed this and quickly yanked the knife out of Monty's hand and threw it at Vanny. It hit her straight in the back, similar to what she had done to Cooper. She bent down in pain, grabbed the knife and began pulling on it. Screams filled the air as Monty and Roxy continued to fight. She eventually got it out of her back, it was lucky to have not hit any essential organs or her spinal cord. Roxy and Monty were still fighting. Between them, it had turned into a brawl. Roxy had gained the upper hand after she had dodged just about every attack Monty had thrown at her.

When Roxy heard the screaming stop, she knew exactly what had happened. She looked behind her to see Vanny charging her with the knife, she quickly grabbed Monty's arm and spun him around so that Vanny would end up stabbing him, which she did. The alligator let out roars of pain. None of them were done yet however. Vanny attempted to pull the knife from Monty's back, before Roxy had made her way behind her, and had started slamming her head against the back of the alligator, whilst pinning Monty in place. Vanny soon fell to the floor, her mask becoming red, and soaked. When she fell, Roxy pulled the knife from Monty's back, causing more pain. Monty swung his claws whilst he turned. He had managed to hit Roxy, and she had stumbled over Vanny's body.

It didn't faze her though, and she quickly got up before Monty had a chance to take advantage of the situation. Here they stood. A wolf covered in blood and oil armed with a knife stared down the alligator who was on the verge of death. Monty's glasses had fallen off during the fight, and they revealed a teary, wounded alligator whose expression was almost begging for this to be over. Roxy looked at him, almost showing mercy.

Almost.

She lunged at him, knife, teeth, claws beared, and stabbed his neck whilst her claws pierced his metal chest. The alligator fell to the floor, dead. Roxy pulled the knife out of his neck and snapped it with her bare hands. She felt cold. There was no love left. She looked at the mutant bunny corpse endo. He had sat down in a broken wooden chair and had witnessed the entire fight. Saying nothing and not stepping in. They locked eyes with each other. Roxy's is far colder. He began to slowly clap. Roxy didn't move. She kept staring.

"Bravo. You can kill me now." His voice was broken, rotted. He looked to the roof. "Goodbye, Evan. I tried." He whispered to himself. "Maybe I won't always come back." A single tear fell from his broken mask.

"What did you do to them?" She asked, her tone beginning to show more emotion and sadness. She pointed to the two bodies that lay beside her.

"I made a deal." He replied. He stared back at the wolf.

"Why did you do all this?" She asked, beginning to get sad.

"I did nothing. Those two did everything. I simply sat back and observed."

"Tell the truth, monster."

"I am. I simply chose those two, because they cannot control their emotions. They needed guidance. Deep inside, Vanny loved killing. Monty hated you and your friends. He wanted to be the star. Just like you. All I did was capitalise on that. Now kill me." The voice said. Roxy felt attacked, but he was right.

Roxy suddenly noticed Gregory, tape still around his mouth and still around his arms and legs. He was breathing but not moving.

"What did you do to him?" Roxy asked concerned, as she ran to the child to untie him.

"I wanted my son back." The answer was cold. He shed another tear from the same eye.

"He is your son?" She asked worried.

"No. He was going to be. But now that your here." He didn't finish his sentence.

"Kill me." He said once again.

"Why?" Roxy asked.

"I have nothing left to lose. Just like you."

"That is not true!" Roxy shot back at him.

He started laughing, more of a broken cackle actually. "You're worthless. You're pathetic. You couldn't save any of your friends, you failed, You are NOT-" He was cut off when Roxy, without thinking opened the drawer and pulled out a second knife, then lodged it into the corpse's face.

She started panicking, realising she would get no more answers. Her mind went back to what he had said earlier. I simply chose those two, because they cannot control their emotions. They needed guidance. She thought. Why didn't he choose me? He insulted me... Then I killed him without thinking... If that's not being able to control your emotions then I don't know what is.

She snapped out of it and turned her attention to Gregory. She held him close. She could hear a heartbeat and could hear him breathing... Which was a good sign. She shook him gently. "Gregory... Wake up."

The boy's eyes twitched slightly, before opening up and being greeted by the wolf's presence. "Roxy?" He groaned, almost as if waking up from a nap.

Roxy's eyes lit up, and she hugged the boy close. "You're okay..." She said, shedding a few tears. Gregory looked past her at the silver wolf's wake of destruction. He saw Monty and Vanny, lying dead on the floor. He also saw the corpse-bunny-man-thing.

"What happened? He asked, becoming more awake and aware.

"A lot." She told him. She let go.

"Where's Cooper, Chica, and Freddy?" He asked concerned. "Are they all right?"

Roxy began softly sobbing. "No Gregory, they aren't alright." She spoke quietly. "They're all dead." She said.

Gregory didn't reply. He only looked at Roxanne.

"Are you okay? What did he do to you?" She asked concerned.

"I-I can't remember well, but he injected weird white stuff into me." (Get your mind out of the gutter) "I began to feel dizzy..." Gregory was trying hard to remember. "Oh, and then my bruises healed... And then my cut felt better." Upon saying that, Gregory pulled the band-aid that had laid on his face for so long off. He was rather stunned himself. "And I don't remember after that." He told her.

Roxy began thinking. She walked over to the drawer where she got her knife, and she opened it. Just some tools and equipment for machinery repairing. She opened the drawer below it. It contained syringes with the same 'weird white stuff' Gregory had talked about. She picked one up and examined it. It looked to be a milky substance almost floating around inside of the syringe. She grabbed three syringes and left a couple in the drawer. She then left with Gregory close behind her.

She and Gregory talked to each other whilst they made their way to the first aid station. It was mainly Roxy talking about what had happened in the hours prior to Gregory being taken. They arrived at the first aid station and Roxy opened the curtain. The sight they were greeted with was not pleasant. Gregory immediately turned away and tried not to gag. Roxy looked at his stomach. Not a pretty sight. Nevertheless. She took a syringe out and injected it into a vein in his arm. There was no harm in doing it. He was already dead.

It took a while for anything to happen, but eventually, the skin around the wound on Cooper's stomach began to heal, as if magic. His stomach closed up and no scars were left. Cooper's scars on his ankle had begun to vanish as well, which made Roxy think his back was healing. Roxy let out an audible gasp, because magic is real apparently. Gregory looked over to see the miracle unfold. He witnessed the skin close up by itself, and his scars heal. His fingers began twitching. So did his eyelids. Eventually, entire limbs began twitching.

Roxy was staring in awe and fascination. Gregory was staring in disbelief. Similar to what happened to Vanny, eventually Cooper had jolted up, gasping for air, the same way Vanny had. He looked around, panicked. "What the he-" He was interrupted by Roxy, who was now kissing him on the lips. Roxy had her eyes shut, Cooper did the same. They shared the moment for a while. Eventually, their lips separated and Roxy hugged him. "You're alive." She said, not really sure if it was possible to be any happier than what she was now. They hugged each other.

Gregory had seen the whole thing. But he kept his mouth shut and let the two have their moment. "What the hell happened?" Cooper asked. They were still hugging.

"You died, but then you didn't. It's the simplest way I can put it." Roxy replied, smiling.

"Oh, I understand perfectly now." Cooper said sarcastically. They let go of each other and Cooper got up off of the chair. He put his weight onto his leg, it then collapsed and he fell, only to be saved by Roxy, who swooped in and caught him. "Careful." She told him, it was rather romantic.

"Thanks." He felt dizzy, and cold. He looked past the wolf and saw Gregory behind him. Suddenly, his memory had come back.

"Gregory? Are you okay?" He asked, whilst he was being supported by Roxy.

"Yeah. Freddy and Chica aren't though." He replied sadly.

"I know, I remember now." Cooper replied. He turned his attention away from Gregory for a moment.

"Roxy... How am I alive?" He asked confused.

"I found this weird... healing substance." She pointed to the syringes that lay on the floor next to them. "Gregory said it had healed his wounds, so I thought I'd try it on you. And I'm glad I did."

"Where did you find it?"

"In a strange area below my raceway, I had no idea existed. Gregory was taken there by Vanny. I had to fight her and Monty. There was also a strange Bonnie like suit that looked broken and was alive. He injected Gregory with that stuff, and it healed him." She sounded just as confused as Cooper was.

"Does it work on robots? Can we fix Chica and Freddy with it? Can we fix your hand?" He asked.

"Only one way to find out." Roxy said nervously as she picked up the remaining syringes with her hand. "Let's fix Chica first."

They made their way through the utility tunnels until reaching Rockstar row. By now Cooper had regained his strength and was able to walk on his own. "Thanks Roxy." He told her upon leaving her side. She was a little disappointed, but she understood why.

"Where is Chica?"

"In parts and service. I put her here so the mechanics could easily fix her."

He walked towards Freddy's green room, and just when he was about to enter Roxy called out to him. "Freddy's elevator doesn't work. Mine's the only one that works."

"Why?"

"I honestly have no idea." Roxy replied.

That was a good enough answer for Cooper, so he just followed Roxy into her room. The three of them made their way to parts and service where they saw a broken Chica in a protective cylinder. She looked worse than Cooper and Roxy had remembered.

"Okay. Hope this works. Roxy said as she entered the cylinder. The two watched as the wolf injected the white stuff into Chica's neck, into one of her wires. The equivalent to a vein, Cooper thought.

They watched as the metal and plastic slowly began to repair itself, bending and melding, and twisting, as the skull was fixed and the beak slowly began to form. The paint looked better than new. Soon enough Chica was back in business. The four discussed what had happened as they began walking towards Freddy in Fazerblast. The four reached it and walked inside. They found Freddy, injected and repaired him, until all 5 of them were all well and good.

"There's only one question now." Roxy told the group. "There is more of this stuff. We could fix Monty if we wanted to. But should we?" Roxy asked with hesitation.