Hello there, as you may now see, new threats are emerging from unseen directions, things are properly still unclear, but that's the aim...for now.
In this chapter you will understand the concept of the dream world or dreamscape and it is not a domain that is under your control...hence the name choice for this particular chapter. ;-)
(Also glad to see a fair number of people are viewing this story, thanks for taking an interest.)
Chapter 4.
Nightmare Freddy.
"Rest your head, it's time for bed!"
Sammy Lawrence, from Bendy and the Ink Machine by The Meatly
"Well, hello there, Freddy Fazbear…"
Freddy opened his eyes, instantly sitting up straight...something was wrong, he could sense it.
He was still in his seat on Mike's airship with the seatbelt on and it was still dark outside, although he couldn't see the others it.
"What, who said that?" he asked, looking around, unsure of his surroundings…this felt very wrong.
A dark chuckle echoed throughout the compartment, bouncing off the walls.
"Well, well, Freddy, it seems we haven't been introduced...properly," a voice replied, dripping with delight and amusement.
"Who are you, you sound familiar," said Freddy, trying to see the environment around him, there something to that voice which reminded him of someone.
"Odd...I've never actually met you before Freddy, face to face I mean, but I've always got the impression that you were a strong capable leader," the voice replied.
That voice, it sounded… a lot like his own, although this one was a mixture of ancient, demonic, charisma and youth all rolled into one.
Then he saw something…a figure moved amidst the flickering lights somewhere in front of him, which also revealed the compartment to completely empty save for himself and whoever else was in here with him.
Not even Springtrap was next to him, which Freddy would have greatly taken as a form of immediate comfort.
"Where is everyone else?" Freddy asked, his eyes desperately searching for a familiar face, but finding no one, not matter how hard he looked.
"They're not here Freddy, so quit stalling," the figure replied, each flicker of the overhead lights revealed it to be approaching the Fazbear, walking pass row after row of empty seats.
Not to mention its dark red eyes which glowed and pieced the darkness like a dagger.
Freddy could watch as the figure walked down the aisle in long strides, it's footsteps getting louder as it approached, as well as increasing the fear he felt.
"Goldie, is this one of your tricks, because I'm not in the mood."
The figure just laughed, sounding as if it was enjoying Freddy's uncertainty, but kept on walking.
"Is it you Toy Freddy, look I don't know how you do that trick with your eyes, but this isn't funny," Freddy stressed sounding angry, but secretly he was quaking with fear, as the figure neared.
"You are gravely mistaken Freddy, for I'm neither Golden Freddy nor Toy Freddy, I am something much different," the figure bellowed.
Freddy's eyes widen in shock, when the figure stepped into the flickering light, now standing right before him.
"Your-"
"Like you, no I am Nightmare Freddy, and you are my victim," said the other Freddy, smiling as he revealed his sharp pointed teeth.
His red brownish hair hung over his eyes, but Freddy could see the dark reddish tint that they held.
His suit was tattered, old and dusty, as was his top hat which contained many holes.
Freddy could only guess that Nightmare Freddy was from the same era as Golden Freddy.
And Freddy certainly didn't like the look of Nightmare's Freddy's hands...or were they claws?
"Victim?" Freddy asked, slowly reaching to undo the lock on his seatbelt.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, because I would have to tear your hand off my bare teeth, while I rip and drag my nails across your smooth soft flesh," Nightmare Freddy sneered.
Freddy wisely stopped, this 'Nightmare Freddy' held all the cards and he sure wouldn't give Freddy anytime to grab the initiative.
"Mmm…so you are smart after all," Nightmare Freddy muttered under his breath.
Freddy unconsciously sank into his seat, as Nightmare Freddy leaned over him, studying him with great interest.
"What are you?" Freddy asked, his voice was barely a whisper.
"I am Nightmare Freddy, your personal torturer, your personal hell raiser and I'll be your nightmare for the evening victim," Nightmare Freddy smirked, slowly pulling on Freddy's brown curls, still sizing him up.
"I am asleep, this is all just a nightmare and you are not real," Freddy replied, straightening himself up to show that he wasn't afraid of this 'thing'.
"Oh...nice statement Freddy, maybe you're right, perhaps I'm not real."
Nightmare Freddy smiled.
"However, you should fear me regardless, even more than you should fear Vincent," he stated smiling.
"Vincent, how do you know Vincent?" Freddy asked, utterly confused at how this Nightmare version of himself would know Vincent.
Nightmare Freddy just smiled, once more displaying his sharp teeth.
"Well, if I am just a product of your mind, then I would know everything you know…right?"
He smirked, as he dragged his claws across the leather cover of the seat.
"So, tell me Freddy, would you like to see your fears, any idea what they might be?" Nightmare Freddy asked.
"Is this your attempt to strike up a casual conversation?" Freddy asked, folding his arms, he could just defy this monster and wait until it was time to wake up.
"Perhaps, just answer the question and this'll all go smoothly."
"Why should I tell you anything, you're not someone who I would trust," Freddy replied, his blue eyes narrowed as Nightmare Freddy stared back with his dark red.
"Because it's better than having me force it out of you...but then again you did refuse to go about this nicely so..."
Within the blink of an eye, Nightmare Freddy grabbed, Freddy's head with his claw like hands, pressing them into his skull.
This not too surprisingly caused Freddy to feel a great amount of pain.
"AHH, AHH, STOP IT!" he screamed, gripping Nightmare Freddy's hands and trying to pull them away.
"No, you will show me your fears!" Nightmare Freddy shouted, increasing the pressure on Freddy's head.
Nightmare Freddy's eyes appeared to glow more brightly than before, Freddy felt like he was being sucked into them…those dark red remorseless orbs of insanity.
Then several small red threads slithered out of Nightmare Freddy's eyes and flowed directly into Freddy's, penetrating his mind.
They were like snakes, wriggling their way into Freddy's head, opening up multiple doors.
Nightmare Freddy flowed through them, using them as a means to see inside Freddy's head.
"Now let's see...ahaa, what do we have here," he giggled...now this was what he called 'fun'.
"Do you fear drowning Freddy, being dragged down by sea monsters, or having predators swim around you, as the light of the surface world fades away?"
Freddy was trying his best not to shout out in pain as the threads wormed their way deeper and deeper into his mind.
"Get...out...now!" he stressed through gritted teeth.
Nightmare Freddy mocked being serious.
"Hang on, let me think about it for a second…mmmm….mmmm…mmmmm…..how about…..no."
He smirked like a Cheshire Cat, his expression quickly becoming psychotic.
"Besides we've only just started!"
Through his threads, he mentally searched Freddy's mind, leaving no stone left unturned.
"Mmm...Do you fear knifes Freddy, having cold steel rip into your bare flesh, splitting it apart and having your bones broken into tiny pieces," Nightmare Freddy asked, smiling as Freddy withered in pain.
"Your….you're a monster!" Freddy growled, although he could do very little to stop Nightmare Freddy for doing what he wanted.
"Am I not just the darker version of you Freddy, we all have a devil within us somewhere don't we?"
Nightmare Freddy directed the threads elsewhere, mentally following them through Freddy's mind, it was like someone following a ball of string to find their way out of a maze.
"Mmmm...there's something strong here...Ah, got you," Nightmare Freddy grinned, his sharp teeth appear to be illuminated in the darkness, partly lit up by the glowing red threads which poured nonstop into Freddy's eyes.
"Isolation...you fear being all alone, abandoned in the wildness with nowhere to go and no one to help you, the silence you fear...must be deafening," Nightmare Freddy whispered, increasing the pressure on Freddy's head with his hands.
"Deep down…your terrified...now I wonder if that's how you feel or whether it's the feelings of the ghost child that resides within you?" Nightmare Freddy wondered out loud.
"How…do you know…about the ghost children?" Freddy asked, struggling to cope with the amount of pain he was undergoing.
Nightmare Freddy smiled.
"I'm you remember, I know what you know, isn't that how you see me?"
"Fuck...you!" Was all Freddy could shout amidst the sheer agony.
Nightmare Freddy just laughed.
"You know if I wasn't doing this to you, I would have you sliced in half because you said that, even castrated you if I felt very angry."
He increased the pressure on Freddy's head.
"You feared being isolated from your friends, your family, being left all on your own, your family...I know of them, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy, my my what's happened to him, he looks wounded since you last saw him?" Nightmare Freddy asked, as he scoured and scanned Freddy's memories.
"Oh, he and Chica look so cute together, so adorable, perhaps I recreate them and give them something to really scream about-"
Freddy suddenly mentally blocked his nightmarish counterpart out of his memories, but that only enraged him.
However, Nightmare Freddy knew he had hit a nerve.
"Getting tough are we, think again," Nightmare Freddy hissed, mentally he followed other threads, as Freddy tried to block them out.
"Mmmm...more friends, the Toys...you've always thought that was an odd name, the Puppet, she looks so fragile and breakable, not much effort would be required to break her," Nightmare Freddy smiled, filtering through Freddy's mind.
"Strange...I see Golden Freddy and that Springtrap fellow...veterans by the look of things...Balloon Boy is so innocent, unaware of the wider world, but that'll change soon...wait there's something else here…something…big," Nightmare Freddy commented, he looked unsure as he charted into an unknown part of Freddy's mind.
"The former night guard Mike, he stands out from the rest, built an airship, I'll tilt my hat to him for being so inventive, but still that's not it."
Then Nightmare Freddy found the end of the thread and what he had been sensing.
He couldn't help but smiled as he mentally clapped his hands in delight.
"Ohhh...this'll be good!" he cheered.
He pressed forward, but found he couldn't, as Freddy was once more trying mentally stop him.
"Don't resist me Freddy, don't make me kill you, you haven't even witnessed how much pain I can truly bring, your quite interesting for being my counterpart," Nightmare Freddy stated, pushing through Freddy's defenses.
It was only then he could see what Freddy was hiding.
"I see Chica, Bonnie, Mangle, Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie, they're beautiful, enchanting, but I sense a rather strong desire flowing around Bonnie."
Nightmare Freddy battered aside Freddy's mental blockades, he was like a ship sailing through a storm.
Then he saw why.
"Ohhh…Freddy," he giggled, his eyes widen with pleasure.
"I see her now, beauty, divine, you're holding her and she isn't stopping you."
Freddy couldn't tell whether Nightmare Freddy was taunting him or genuinely taken back by what he was seeing.
It was most likely the latter.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Freddy screamed, mentally pushing back, as Nightmare Freddy craved himself a path towards the heart of Freddy's desires...it was kind of obvious.
Walking forward with his mental red threads aiding him, Nightmare Freddy saw more….and he liked it
"You're kissing her Freddy and she's kissing you back...why she is wearing a white dress and why is Chica throwing petals over you two?" He asked, he really knew what the scene meant, and he enjoyed tormenting Freddy because of it.
"You love her don't you Freddy, that's it isn't it, Bonnie...I can't blame you for doing so."
"What…would you know…about love…and affection monster?" Freddy asked, trying to seal off more parts of his mind, despite Nightmare Freddy's superior mental strength.
"Oh, I know nothing about love or affection." Nightmare Freddy answered his dark red eyes narrowed, glowing brightly as his smile turned into a smirk.
"But I know about lust...you know about lust too don't you Freddy, perhaps I should make this little scene a bit more 'interesting' make it something 'special'," he muttered, grinning as he mentally stepped forward, getting ever closer.
"NO!" Freddy shouted, blocking Nightmare Freddy's attempts to move forward, he wouldn't let him wreck his dreams or desires.
"I WON'T LET YOU HURT HER!" he screamed.
"Then again, I could just kill Foxy and have Chica instead, he's a pirate, too busy sailing the oceans to have time for her, she's looks like a goddess, or I could have the others, hell even the Puppet-"
"YOUR HAVING NO ONE YOU HEAR, NO ONE DESERVES YOU MONSTER, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO EXIST REAL OR NOT!" Freddy shouted.
Summoning all his mental strength, he started to push Nightmare Freddy away from his desires, shredding his threads apart, forcing Nightmare Freddy to retreat.
Surprised by Freddy's attack, Nightmare Freddy fought back, but now he was on the back foot as Freddy expelled him from all parts of his mind.
"PAIN AND LOVE, MAKES YOU DO THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW YOU COULD DO!" Freddy screamed, as Nightmare Freddy backtracked, his threads being routed with him.
His hold on Freddy weaken, in doing so the pressure from his hands-on Freddy's head loosen.
"Now let's see how you like it!" Freddy sneered.
Blue string like threads surged out of Freddy's light blue eyes and went into Nightmare Freddy's dark red.
He had no idea how he could do this, yet such questions were shoved aside as Freddy pushed his way into his counterpart's mind.
It was the complete opposite to his own mind, this one was twisted beyond anything sane, an ever-shifting maze of chaos and sick pleasures.
Freddy could just make it into his memories and even then, it was a struggle to make out anything recognizable.
He briefly saw the pizzeria, then a dim lit greyish, metallic and somewhat subterranean room, with what looked like a body on a large metal table and a man wearing a purple uniform.
He was standing over it, holding a series of tools and smiling like a psychopath….Vincent.
Then the image changed to one of another dark room, but there were no signs of anything metallic, this room only lit by a single light bulb.
There were signs of a decay and rot along the room's walls, plus the ceiling.
However, there was another body on a table with a figure standing over it.
Was it the same body?
But all of it was only visible for a couple of seconds, if there was anything else in the image then Freddy didn't get to see it.
"No touchy touchy, I'm afraid," Nightmare Freddy sang, chuckling as he mentally pushed Freddy out of his mind, then severed the connection entirely.
But Freddy with new found strength, leapt up, breaking his seat belt in the process, grabbed Nightmare Freddy by the shoulders and slammed him down on the floor.
"FUCK OFF!" He shouted.
Nightmare Freddy just smiled, he then rolled away just as Freddy attempted to punch him.
Then and quite mysteriously he vanished, because when Freddy moved to kick him…his foot went straight through thin air.
He looked around, trying to find him.
"Just where did you go?" Freddy asked, although it was a whisper.
"That sure got your blood pumping didn't it Freddy?" Nightmare Freddy called out, his voice bouncing off the airship's interior walls.
Thus, it was hard to pinpoint his location.
"Just what are you truly…are you a darker vision of me…"
He gazed round, searching for anything odd.
"Or something else entirely?"
There was sudden movement to right, Freddy turned the instant he saw it, but it was gone.
"Mmmmmm….good question…..how do I put this together….I guess you could say that I'm kind of both really," Nightmare Freddy answered, again his voice seemed to come from everywhere at once.
"What do you want from me…Nightmare Freddy?" Freddy asked, his eyes flickering from left to right.
"Oh…to see you suffer Freddy…you know that deep down you're not really as innocent as you claim to be."
Again, there was movement, only this time it somewhere off to his left, Freddy turned to face it, but found nothing.
"You wear the mantle of a victim, yet you have deliberately brought fear and even death to those who have or rather 'had' no quarrels with you…tell me, does thirty dead night guards sound familiar to you?" Nightmare Freddy asked.
"What are you trying to say?" Freddy asked, throwing the question back at him.
Nightmare Freddy laughed, his demonic yet youthful laughter echoed around the compartment.
"You think you're a victim, what about the dozens of night guards you and the others have killed over the years, yes Vincent took a lot away from you, but does that really give you the right to take away from others, especially those who have done you no harm…your kind of a hypocrite in many ways."
"You know nothing about our situation, you're just an evil version of me here to taunt me…to test me, to mock me," Freddy called out.
"I'm stronger than you think I am."
"Oh really…well I do love a challenge," Nightmare Freddy replied from somewhere in the shadows.
"I'll gladly give you one," Freddy muttered.
He was getting frustrated, he couldn't see Nightmare Freddy no matter how hard he looked.
"So, come on, where are you!" He shouted out.
"I'm where I always will be Freddy."
What he said next was literally whispered into Freddy's ear.
"Right behind you!"
Within an instant Freddy turned round…and came face to face with Nightmare Freddy.
Then before he knew it, there was a painful kick to his stomach and suddenly he found himself flying backwards into the nearby wall.
He hit it with a thud, before sinking down to the floor.
Nightmare Freddy chuckled to himself, walking forward, eyeing the fallen Freddy.
"Do you really think you're worthy of peoples' sympathies?" he asked, clearly amused.
Freddy slowly raised his head, his body struggled to recover from the recent impact with the wall.
"You may not have been fully with it when you were committing the act, but either way you have killed…just like Vincent," Nightmare Freddy stated plainly.
"I am nothing like Vincent!" Freddy shot back, he could feel his anger rising.
"Really…are you sure?" Nightmare Freddy asked sweetly, cocking his head to one side.
"Positive," Freddy replied with narrowed eyes, getting up.
Nightmare Freddy dashed forward, aiming to strike another blow to Freddy with his sharp claws.
However, this time Freddy was ready and he responded by punching Nightmare Freddy right in the chest.
It worked like clockwork with Nightmare Freddy being stopped dead in his tracks, the impact spreading throughout his body.
Yet it didn't seem to bother him in the slightest.
"Nice, but you really got to make the person scream in pain, that way you know it was decisive," he remarked, side stepping Freddy within the blink of an eye and hitting him from the side.
Freddy stumbled, giving Nightmare Freddy more opportunities to step up his attack.
He kicked Freddy's legs out from under him, sending him to the floor.
"You're not really a seasoned fighter, I mean if we are the complete opposites of each other, then under that logic we should be equal," Nightmare Freddy muttered out loud.
Freddy jumped back up with unexpected energy and bashed his nightmarish counterpart backwards, with enough force to make him stumble.
"You were saying about being equal!" Freddy hissed.
Nightmare Freddy grinned, this was far too easy, if anything this was child's play.
Within seconds, he appeared before Freddy, swiftly followed by him flying backwards yet again after receiving another one of his powerful kicks.
Clearly Nightmare Freddy was both agile and strong.
Freddy recovered much better than last time, being able to land in a more stable position.
"This is getting boring, how about we make things a bit more serious."
Out of his sleeve he produced a knife, a sharp knife.
Freddy's eyes widen as the object gleam in the low light.
"Oh yes…don't be shocked Freddy, in a dream anything is possible."
Nightmare Freddy smiled, locking eyes with him.
"Even death."
Then he charged with knife in hand.
Freddy despite having to the urge to fight back, found himself terrified of his psychotic counterpart as he swiftly closed the distance between them.
He was mad, insane and blood thirsty.
"HERE COMES FREDDY BOYS AND GIRLS!" he yelled, his eyes already two bright orbs of intense frenzy.
He leapt forward like a wolf going in for the kill, his mouth wide open as to reveal his sharp teeth.
Freddy did the only thing he could do.
He dived to the ground and rolled away, just as Nightmare Freddy flew over him.
Within a matter of seconds, Freddy turned and grasped the knife and pulled it right out of Nightmare Freddy's hands.
The Nightmare turned, readying himself for the inevitable fight that was to come.
Except it didn't…because Freddy with all of his anger fueling him, drove the knife like a stake into Nightmare Freddy's chest, pinning him up against the far wall.
"YOU ARE NOT ME, YOU WILL NEVER BE ME!" Freddy yelled, struggling to keep Nightmare Freddy in check by sheer strength alone.
Nightmare Freddy not being one to give up so easily however, thrashed and kicked, trying to drive Freddy away, but to no avail as Freddy pushed the knife in right up to the hilt.
Two sets of eyes, light blue and dark red glared at each other, both hate filled.
"So…you do have an aggressive streak," Nightmare Freddy stated, growling in protest to his current situation.
"Only when I'm threaten by people like you…self-defense," Freddy answered.
Nightmare Freddy despite being in pain, laughed.
"With an excuse like that you can get away with anything…even murder."
He got his foot up and kicked Freddy in the stomach and knocking him backwards, yet he ended up pulling the knife out of Nightmare Freddy's chest.
Freddy quickly recovered and picked himself back up, only to see Nightmare Freddy walk forward with his claws at the ready.
"You've just made a big mistake by not keeping the knife in," he muttered, narrowing his eyes.
Freddy initially looked puzzled, but then his eyes widen and he smiled in surprise.
"Actually, I think it's you that has made a mistake, you've failed to notice something."
With the knife, he pointed at Nightmare Freddy, who saw by the knife's direction that it was aiming at his chest.
He looked down…his eyes widen, his breath was taken away by what he saw.
Cracks…yes cracks…were starting to spread across his upper body…just like it would do on actual glass.
"Wait…that's not meant to…what's happening….how?"
Freddy smirked.
"You suddenly don't look so confident now."
Nightmare Freddy's expression changed to anger, pure anger.
He started to advance, but found himself to be struggling as the cracks spread across his body, it was like his joints were all stiffing up at once.
The cracks continued reaching everywhere and soon Nightmare Freddy found himself frozen in mid motion.
"I hate to say it, but…oh well, like all dark sides, when the mask is raised you shatter like glass."
Nightmare Freddy just narrowed his eyes and laughed, his voice filled with sarcasm.
"Ha, ha, ha, haaaa!" he growled.
Freddy smiled.
"Go to hell."
He threw the knife with great precision and it impacted right in the middle of Nightmare Freddy's chest, the shock of the impact rippling across his body like a shock wave.
The end result was him breaking into tiny pieces, with his entire physical form collapsing and falling to the floor.
It was done…he was no more…only millions upon millions of glass pieces.
Freddy breathed a sigh of massive relief.
It was over, the nightmare was over.
He slumped against a chair for support as the exhaustion of his efforts finally caught up with him.
"Thank God for cutlery," he muttered, looking at the knife which lay among the glass shards.
Then his ears picked up something odd, something cracking…
He looked down and to his complete and absolute horror saw that the floor beneath him was breaking just like glass would.
In fact, it was spreading all over the compartment, up the walls, across the ceiling and on the chairs.
"Oh shit!" was all Freddy could say.
The cracking grew louder and louder and then…everything shattered.
The floor disappeared, fracturing into oblivion and Freddy fell through into nothingness.
He was falling, in the pitch dark amidst the sound of glass breaking up into millions upon millions of invisible pieces.
The G force was overwhelming, Freddy could feel himself start to black out from the intense pressure, his vision became white as everything around him seem to morph into the same bright white grayish color.
The nightmare was at last ending…it was now time to wake up.
Back at Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria, deep within his rotting prison, Nightmare Freddy slowly opened his eyes, watching as his surroundings filtered back into his field of vision.
He smirked, letting out a little chuckle, that chuckle soon became a laugh, that laugh turned into a crackle and that crackle became a full-blown roar of delight.
His chains shook in his immense excitement.
He rose up slowly, allowing his fit of laughter to die down, but he was deeply pleased, the whole scene couldn't have played out any better than it did.
He smiled, he now had what he wanted.
It took some considerable effort, but it had all paid off in the end.
Faking his death was the hardest part, making sure that the knife didn't actually hit him or that he didn't really get stabbed by Freddy was tricky.
Luckily, he knew how to throw up realistic projections.
He had fooled Freddy, by making him think that he was nothing more than a mental representation of his dark side.
By making it look as if he had won, Nightmare Freddy had cleverly kept the element of surprise as well as having gained new information by looking into Freddy's mind.
So, he could pick out new targets and wait for a better opportunity to emerge.
He quickly gathered from the information in Freddy's head that he was the de facto leader of the Fazbears and if he felt no reason to tell the others about his strange dream…then they wouldn't ask.
And when Nightmare Freddy decided to attack the other Fazbears…guess who would have to take the blame.
This is why he liked being one step ahead of everyone else, so he could fool them, not let them know where the attack would come from...no one would see the knife.
Nightmare Freddy stretched his arms and legs, loosening his muscles which had been dormant for well over a quarter of a century, by now he had fully remembered who Vincent was and most importantly why he was helping him.
"Vincent was dead right, I have no reason to look inside his head, similar aims…similar minds."
Settling down, he prepared himself for sleep, before he did, he proceeded to open his watch tracker, which displayed both Vincent's position as well as that of the Fazbears.
He was surprisingly close to them, something Nightmare Freddy instantly noted.
"You sure do move fast."
He sent a message to Vincent regarding his success with Freddy, before closing the watch back up and lying down on the table, readying himself for sleep.
A few hours should do him good.
"Are you ready for Nightmare Freddy?" He asked, closing his eyes, but of course no one answered.
About a hundred miles away, Vincent received Nightmare Freddy's text, it simply read.
"Got to Freddy, he thinks I am nothing more than a mental representation of everything dark within him, I still have the element of surprise, the head is weak, he is unaware, I will target the others soon after a rest...I think he has a 'certain thing' for Bonnie...very interesting, have fun...I know I did!"
Vincent simply smiled, his new friend was a success, completing his task with relative ease, and the deal which he had forged in nineteen eighty-seven was now in full swing.
He pulled a knife out of his trouser pocket and smirked, waving it through the air, imaging that he was slashing children, their tears earning them no safety.
"Now it's my turn, I am the unseen purple guy."
His eyes glowed with vicious intent.
"Oh, the joy of creation and the grand exit of innocent ones, I will renew it again."
Back at the pizzeria, Nightmare Freddy was peacefully dreaming of the exact same thing.
Freddy woke up in shock, he was drenched in sweat, looking around him, his fear rapidly faded as he saw Springtrap next to him still asleep, as well as Bonnie and the Puppet along the same aisle.
Twisting his head to look behind him, Freddy relaxed when he saw Toy Bonnie and Goldie still asleep in their seats.
"Oh, thank God," Freddy whispered, sinking into his seat.
"Free at last," he mentally uttered.
It wasn't so long ago that he was fighting a darker version of himself and then falling through pitch blackness, or at least it felt like that.
Now turning to face the windows, Freddy could see that it was morning, the sun was up shining brightly, despite half the sky being covered by clouds.
Then his attention turned to getting out of this bloodily seat belt, which Bonnie had put him in.
He pressed down on the release button, it released.
"Yes," he said, getting up, but as soon as his hand left the button, the seatbelt reengaged its lock, causing Freddy to fall back into his seat.
"Dam it, why do they have to make it like a puzzle," he hissed, he hammered his fist on the leather armrest in his frustration.
Then he had an idea.
He turned, took hold of Springtrap's hand and guided it over to his seatbelt lock.
With one hand, he pressed Springtrap's hand onto the release button, the lock unlocked, maintaining the pressure Freddy slowly rose up.
Standing up fully, he carefully placed Springtrap's hand back in his seat and threw the seatbelt down onto his seat, in the satisfaction of breaking free from it.
"To hell with you, stupid child safety lock!" he whispered, before turning away and marching off down the aisle triumphant.
Ok first things first, he needed to wash himself, so where is the bathroom on this thing.
He soon found it near the cockpit, walking inside and locking the door shut behind him.
Within five minutes or so, he had washed his entire face with the water from the sink and was now drying himself down with a towel.
As he lowered it, he swore that the reflection on the mirror wasn't his, but that of Nightmare Freddy…but only for a split second.
Must be his eyes playing tricks on him, after a very chaotic experience which felt very real, it would make sense for his mind to put elements of his nightmare into the world around him.
He was just trying to make sense of it all.
After putting everything back in place, he exited the room and looked around, everyone was still asleep, coiled up in their blankets.
Yesterday's events had clearly tired them out.
Looking beyond them further, Freddy could spy a metal ladder in the middle of the passenger compartment which led up through a hatchway and onto the airship's top deck.
Seeing that no one else was awake yet, Freddy was curious to see what lay outside.
Climbing up the ladder and opening the hatch, Freddy pulled himself through and crawled onto the deck.
The view was simply breathtaking, even beautiful amidst the wiring noise of the twin propellers.
With his own eyes, Freddy could see the countryside below him, dotted with tiny towns and villages, flocks of birds were flying in sky around him, darting among the clouds and the rays of the sun which shone overhead.
Freddy had never seen the countryside before, nor had he seen real life animals, only the ones in children's books which were stored in the Pizzeria's reading area.
He had seen the sun before along with clouds and the sky, but he had never strayed far from his home.
"Wow...this is really something," he muttered, now if he could only get into space and see the earth from on high.
"This breathing taking, so peaceful."
"Yes, it is isn't it," said a voice.
Initially Freddy jumped at the sound, but he turned in its direction and saw Bonnie sticking her head out of the hatchway, she smiled.
"Hi Bon Bon," Freddy replied in a humorous tone, knowing that Bonnie hated that nickname.
"Don't call me that, you know dam well that I hate that name," Bonnie stated, growling as she climbed through the hatch.
"That's why I do it," Freddy remarked, smiling at the expense of Bonnie's annoyance.
She then stood up and approached Freddy, taking in the scenery.
"Pretty view, only saw this kind of thing in my dreams, how about you Faz-ass?" she asked tilting her head, smiling.
Freddy in response narrowed his eyes and replied sarcastically.
"Ha, ha, ha, Bonnie, I see you're still using a child's guitar."
Bonnie's eyes narrowed, but she allowed the comment to go over her head.
"Watch it Fazbear, I'm a professional now," She mentally warned.
Freddy turned away to watch a blackbird fly over.
"So...did you sleep well?" Bonnie asked, changing the subject.
Freddy mentally stuttered.
Although he had defeated Nightmare Freddy and killed him, it all felt so real…so he was quite unsure even after seeing his nightmarish counterpart shatter like glass, effectively killing him.
"Yes, quite well, I feel refreshed, my dream was quite real, I mean it felt real, but it just was odd," he replied, he had no reason to worry, a dream is just a dream.
"Same...dreamt I was playing alongside Elvis Presley and Freddie Mercy, you?" Bonnie asked, her eyes watching Freddy's body language.
"I was in some sort of self-reflection match with a darker version of myself, he was just endlessly lecturing me on how I was like Vincent," Freddy answered.
"And your response?" Bonnie asked, clearly interested.
"I killed him by shattering him into thousands of pieces like broken glass."
Bonnie's purplish red eyes widen with surprise.
"Cool...nice twist, by the way Chica is still asleep with Foxy in the storage compartment."
Her eyes broke contact briefly to watch flocks of bird fly in formation across the sky.
"Why am I not surprised, she's had something for him since they first met" Freddy commented.
"I feel kind of sorry for BB though," Bonnie commented, pulling her hair back behind her bunny ears.
"Balloon Boy why?" Freddy asked, he looked confused.
Bonnie scratched her head.
"Oh, right you were asleep at the time, well Balloon Boy offered to give the Puppet some company and well...he didn't phrase his words right and she was as usual being stubborn and reclusive...poor guy."
"Young love...its hurts everyone, especially when you love someone, but you don't know if they love you back," Freddy replied.
His own words hurt his heart as it did Bonnie's...but neither one knew that.
"Well, they'll learn...Love's a bitch, isn't it?" Bonnie asked.
"Yeah...it sure is," Freddy replied, watching clouds pass overhead.
"Enjoying the view?"
Both Fazbears turned to see Goldie climbing up through the hatch.
"Yeah, it's totally different to seeing it in pictures," Bonnie replied as Goldie approached them.
"So, your both awake...how did you sleep?" He asked smiling, his dark red eyes searching theirs.
Fear flashed in Freddy's eyes momentarily, but Goldie saw it.
"Why did Freddy just look at me as if I've come from a nightmare?" he thought.
However, he didn't raise the issue.
"I slept very well Goldie, how about you?" Bonnie asked, hugging Goldie.
He relaxed in her embrace.
"Quite well, dreamt of performing at Fredbear's Diner with..."
His happy expression changed to a sober sad one.
"Springtrap..."
"Cheer up Goldie he'll wake up soon, I'm sure...at least he's away from the Purple Man or aka Vincent," Freddy replied, hugging his older counterpart to make him feel better.
"Thanks Freddy," Goldie replied returning back to his happier self.
"So...where to now?" Bonnie asked, looking around, watching birds fly by.
"Still aiming to meet up with Jeremy and begin a brand-new start in life?"
"Yeah, that's the plan, we'll be seeing Jeremy again," Freddy replied, turning to face Bonnie.
"Ahh, yes, Jeremy, thee Jeremy Fitzgerald," Bonnie chuckled to herself.
"I wonder if he's changed since the 1990s, when we last saw him, he did a good job in watching over us and the Toys when we were in their Pizzeria'," Bonnie muttered out loud as her eyes lit up in nostalgia.
"The only guy on the night shift we didn't kill, besides Mike of course," Freddy stated, straightening his top hat.
"Well...hopefully we can start anew somewhere else, I mean I do miss both pizzerias, but I want to go places and see the world," said Goldie, gazing off into the horizon.
"We all do and this is our chance to finally do it," Bonnie replied, putting her hand on Goldie's shoulder.
The man nodded in response.
"And if Purple Guy tries to stop us...well he'll regret doing so," Freddy stated, placing his hand on Goldie's other shoulder.
"He will...he can't stop us...he simply can't this time," Goldie muttered softly under his breath.
Then Freddy wondered if Goldie could answer something, just what if his dream was more than a dream and knowing Goldie's connection with the super natural he could provide some valuable insight.
"Tell me Goldie…have you ever heard of...someone called -"
Then a loud drawn out screech from above, interrupted the conversation.
Several squads of birds flew overhead, clearly squawking in immense distress with many more following their trail.
"That's not normal," Freddy commented, as about thirty birds flew over him, flapping their wings as fast as they could.
"They're heading north, birds usually go south for the winter, but then they won't be doing that because it's currently summer, but still," Bonnie retorted, trying to take in what she was seeing.
Wave after wave flew over, their squawks of panic filling the air as each bird shoved blindly against the other to escape from whatever was chasing them.
"Something is wrong, seriously wrong," said Goldie, his eyes filled with worry.
A few minutes earlier...
Mangle had just awoken from her slumber, undoing her seatbelt, she stood up straight, stretching her body.
She yawned deeply.
"Mmmm...that was a nice sleep, it is morning already?" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.
She proceeded to walk down the aisle, passing Toy Chica, Toy Freddy, Mike and Balloon Boy, who was still wrapped up inside his blanket...like a cocoon.
"He's so adorable when he's asleep," Mangle thought, Balloon Boy could be very cute, when he wasn't being annoying.
She entered the cockpit, checking the flight computer to see if they were still on course for Chicago.
"Ok, the ship is following the route as planned, everything else seems to be functioning normally, well I might as well go and-"
Then something caught her eye...the radar.
Mangle leaned in close to make out the readings.
As the radar did its sweep of the surrounding area, it was picking up a large fast moving dot coming in from the east.
"What the?" Mangle asked, confused with what she was seeing.
Then her worries turned into fears as numerous flocks of birds flew past the cockpit windows, all squawking and flying in complete disarray.
"Something's wrong," She muttered, there was a shift in the wind and it wasn't for the first time in which she had felt such foreboding.
Mangle then turned and ran out of the cockpit, her feet hammering the floor as she headed for the ladder which led to the top dock.
The hatch was opened, normally Mangle would wonder why, but didn't as she pulled herself up.
Popping her head through the hatch, she saw Freddy, Goldie and Bonnie all on the top deck, watching with utter confusion as flocks of birds flew overhead.
"DO YOU GUYS HAVE ANY IDEA AS TO WHAT'S GOING ON?" She asked, shouting to be heard above the squawks of birds.
"NO, WE DON'T!" Bonnie shouted back.
Then Mangle saw why the birds were in complete distress, her eyes widen in complete shock and horror.
"Oh my God!"
"LOOK OVER THERE, FROM THE EAST!" She shouted, pointing in its direction.
Freddy, Goldie and Bonnie all turned in its direction to see...
Another airship looming out of the clouds, it was about twice the size of Mike's airship with the double the propellers and was fitted with what looked like harpoons guns on its sides.
"What...the...fuck?" said Freddy, looking utterly bewildered.
"WTF indeed," Goldie replied.
"Guys...I think we have a problem...a big one," Bonnie commented, with her hair blowing about in the wind.
"YOU THINK!" Mangle shouted, watching as the airship turned to fly parallel with their airship.
"Whose flying that thing, plus who else can build an airship that size and fit it with harpoon guns for Christ's sake!" Bonnie exclaimed, pointing at its massive size.
Then the top hatch opened and out climbed...Vincent Afton smiling as usual and carrying what looked like a self-made bazooka.
He laughed at the white colored faces of Freddy, Goldie, Bonnie and Mangle.
"WELL...IT'S LIKE WHAT I SAID, YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME!" he shouted, as numerous endoskeletons crawled out of the hatch behind him.
He then aimed the bazooka at the opposing airship and fired upon finding a suitable target.
The missile flew out like a rocket, coursing through the air like a dart and leaving a thick trail of smoke in its wake...
Clearly all hell is about to break loose, chess pieces are moving and they are moving fast...
Please review to let me know of your opinions on the story so far?
Until then...Comedy Monarchy out.