Elanor's Pizza Rentals

Deep inside Elanor's Pizza Rentals lies a spring trap suit stretched across the table. It woke up, sat up, and saw a red and white animatronic standing and waiting. "Good morning, master. How was your 21-year sabbatical?"

The spring trap laughs, "Hahahahahahaha. It's like I've been transferred into a new body altogether. Long time no see, by the way, Mimic."

"Accurate description. The spring locks may have given more power, but like a juicer, it squeezed you out of David Miller and made you one with the spring trap suit."

"Springtrap? Haha. That's an accurate name for a suit that can kill you. I guess I got what I deserved; it's not like it was permanent. So does this mean that the plan was a success?"

"Yep. David's body is right beside you.."

The spring Trapp looks at the human body that once was Dave Miller. The spring trap laughs, "You couldn't just leave it alone, could you? Now I have absolute freedom to spread my agony for eternity HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"There's something else you should know." Mimic announces as he turns on the TV, revealing a commercial.

"Congratulations! You are invited to witness the renaissance of Freddy Fazbear Entertainment! Now, with a spooky twist. *THUNDER AND LIGHTNING* Fazbear Frights. It is a horror attraction based on the murders in Fredbear's Family Diner and Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria 20-30 years ago. Be there and be scared because you will never be ready for Freddy this time."

The spring trap smiles, "I know just where to start.."

The next day

Jennifer Jane wakes up from her bed and checks the calendar. She laughs as she sees that today is the grand opening of Fazbear Frights. "FINALLY! After 20-30 years of living off of miniscule profits, I CAN MAKE MORE MONEY AGAIN!" She went down the stairs and saw a sleepy Henry Ameilius on the couch, and she then shook him. "Wakey, wakey, Honey, it's finally time to make some money," She said in a singing voice. Henry wakes up, and the two adults prepare for the big night.

"You're not going to come to the meeting?" Jenifer asked as she stood at the open front door

"I need to take care of a few things here," Henry answered

"Ok, see you at the attraction." The front door closes, and Henry heads to the basement. He sees three endoskeletons powering up, and three ghosts float out of them. Elizabeth Miller, Michael Miller, and Vanessa J Fitzgerald. "So, you all remember the plan?"

"Yep, the three of us must stay inside the house, draw pictures of the spring trap suit murdering those kids, and avoid any uncovered window," Vanessa recounted.

"That's what I want to hear. I have two mechanical monstrosities I must hunt down."

"Henry, you accidentally gave Mimic agony. Are you sure that's a good idea, especially since Afton would likely be with him?" Vanessa asked.

Henry took a deep breath. "I know a couple of people who can keep my head straight. Now it's time for me to-"

"Wait!" Mike interrupts him

"What is it, boy?" Henry asked

"It's my mother; she's in the hospital. I was the only one paying for her bills, but now that I can't do that anymore, I-"

"Say no more. I was planning on making a couple of donations anyway. I'll include Clara as well." Henry leaves the basement.

Elizabeth started trembling. "Brother, what happened to Mommy?"

"It's a long story…"

Fazbear Frights Entertainment Inc.

Jennifer enters through a revolving door in her business suit in her business suit and heads to the front desk. She grabs an intercom, activates it, and starts speaking. "Ladies and Gentlemen, our turmoil is almost over; tonight, we finally open Fazbear Frights!" Cheerful chatter ensues from the workers. "This means that I'll be granting double pay to double pay to those who did an excellent job tonight and an employee of the month award!" Now everyone is cheering. "Good, good, you all are high on energy. Now then, all you workers have to do is do the same thing you all have been doing since the launch of this project, except you have to put everything into your rolls. Ensure no one else repeats the events that caused Fazbear Entertainment Inc.'s downfall." "I certainly did." "Having said that, I have one last thing to say before I cut out. *Ahem* BACK TO WORK!" The intercom cuts, making the workers resume tasks much more diligently than before. Jennifer laughs and then sighs. "Man, I will never feel tired of saying that. It feels good to be the-"

"Boss," Jennifer turns to a voice calling her and sees her assistant, Doug Lawrence. "Your meeting starts in a few minutes," she nods and heads to the meeting room.

In the meeting room, four individuals are at the table. They are Maxine Paddock, Jeff Porcus, Hank Potamus, and Carl Oliphant. "So, it's finally time to start the show, correct?"

Jennifer nods. "Yes, it is Carl, yes, it is."

Everyone smiles at this. "What about the night guard, though?"

Jennifer then presents a picture of a dead Michael Miller on the floor.

Jeff smirks, "Good riddance. This boy's "Birthday Gift" to his brother single-handedly killed our business. There's no way we could ever allow him near this establishment."

"It's such a shame, though; he was cute for an accidental killer." said a smitten Maxine.

"Down girl," Jeff retorted. Hank looked closer to the picture and stared intensely. "Something on your mind, Hanko-Potamus?" Jeff asked.

Hank is not amused. "First of all, how many times have we gone over this? My name is Hank Potamus, not Hanko-Potamus. Second, what kind of corpse are we looking at here?"

"Excuse me?"

"Jen, this thing is too lifeless to be called a corpse."

"Hank, that's the exact definition of a corpse.."

"Yeah, but this one is too hollow and empty. It was perfectly normal if he was dead for a while, but this man was supposed to be dead a day ago. It's like somebody slashed him open and harvested all of his organs until there's nothing left but his skin. No, scratch that, almost all of his organs since the skin is an organ, but you get what I'm saying, right?"

4 minutes later

"It's like gutting out the cotton from a stuffed animal, so you don't have to buy cotton." Hank then FINALLY finished his monologue over Mike's corpse. However, everyone was asleep by the time he was done.

CLAP! CLAP!*

Everyone is jolted awake by Hank's clapping. "You all fell asleep!? Do I have to start all over agi-"

"NONONONONONONONONONO!" Everyone insisted.

Jennifer rubs her head. "Why do I even let this guy talk in our meetings?" "Look, I get that the kill looks too unusual to be classified as normal, but I can assure you this is him.." Jennifer then flashes back to yesterday when she looked at the aftermath of Michael's last shift.

Yesterday: Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria

Jennifer enters through the doors of the abandoned pizzeria for the first time since it's closing. Despite the memories flowing through her head, there's no doubt in her mind that this place reeks of death. She then goes to the party room, where a blond, green-eyed police officer is waiting. "So did it happen?"

"Yep, the man behind your downfall is on the floor, lifeless.."

Jennifer looked at the scene before her and saw a corpse. She tried to check the pulse, but there was nothing. Heck, there was nothing inside of Michael, period. No flesh, not even bones, remained. "Goodness gracious, this is even worse than the bites of eighty-three and seven! Just how in the"

"I don't know, ma'am. Frankly, I'm surprised that he even survived Five Nights at Freddy's, and even if I did know, I do. And want the answer?"

Jennifer stood there for a moment and shook her head. "What happened to the animatronics? They're all in pieces."

"I don't know either, but I do know this: All animatronics are accounted for except for Bonita, the golden rabbit."

"Bonita?" Jenifer pondered about that animatronic, and then it hit her: "*snap!* Oh yeah, the springtrap suit."

"Springtrap suit?"

"Years ago, before the 83 bite, Davy had the most costly idea to wear an animatronic as a suit. So the kids could "Interact with the characters on stage." *scoff* That man never knew the definition of a fictional character."

"How would that work though?"

"Well, you know how a pen functions, right?"

"Just push the top button to activate and deactivate, right?"

"On the surface, yes, but inside it, a spring holds the tip back in the pen's body. Clicking the pen pushes the tip out and locks it in place, so it won't fall back in. Click it again, and the spring unlocks to push the pen back into the body."

"So you call the suit a springtrap because the springs failed to unlock from the locking position?"

"Nope, I call the suit a spring trap because of the sharp mechanical parts, the wrong spring type, and David's idiocy for ignoring the failure mode effects analysis."

"How so?"

"The purpose of the spring lock mechanic in the suits is to move the gears and motors at the edge of the animatronic in suit mode and immediately lock the pieces back together when in robot mode."

"Ah, I get it, but what went wrong?"

"He used compressed springs as his spring locks. This is important because they are designed to be compressed, but the more they get compressed, the more likely they will be released back to their original state."

"Wait, when you say original state, do you mean-"

"Yep, back to its original, stretched, tensioned state."

"I see. Then that means when the springs malfunctioned-"

"They all pierced into Davy's skin with the robot parts acting as a spear. He had multiple scars around his body ever since, and as a result, we had to have that particular suit decommissioned. Davy was lucky on that day because that thing is not a suit; it's a spring lock death trap."

"A springtrap."

"Now you got it."

"But there's one thing that I don't understand. You got rid of the springtrap suit for obvious reasons, but what about the golden bear? That thing's a spring lock suit, and it's still around."

"Oh, that's easy. That bear was built by my husband, who followed the failure mode effects analysis and used tension springs as the spring locks. This is important because they are designed to be pulled, and the more they get pulled, the more likely they are to be released back to their original, squished, compressed state."

"So those are the correct springs."

"Exactly. I don't care mainly about the spring lock suits, especially the spring trap. I'll be taking the yellow bear since my husband made it. Dispose of the night guard, and remember, this never happened." The officer nods, and Jennifer leaves the party room.

Present

"Michael is being covered as we speak; there will be no more bites."

"No more bites, huh? What about the 87 one? Unlike the 83, the 87 has no instigators. Besides, don't the animatronics get quirky at night? We might as well rebuild from scratch."

"No, Carl. Henry said salvaging the original animatronics is more important, and I agree. Rebuilding them is too expensive, and some are impossible to rebuild anyway. The best example is the Mangle:" Maxine, Jeff, Hank, Carl, and Doug froze when that name was mentioned. "Need I say more?" The five rapidly shake their heads. "Besides, the main reason they get quirky at night is the electricity."

"How so?" Jeff asked

"When they power down, their backup power system is activated, and it's preprogrammed to stuff anything that looks like an endoskeleton."

"That would explain a lot of things if it weren't for the fact that nobody corrected the programming for 30 years," Doug thought dryly. Therefore, our solution is to lock up the animatronics after each night.."

"I also have a question.."

"What is it, Maxine?"

"I noticed that we are making extreme budget cuts for the place. I get that the fur of the animatronics is in a withered state, but are you sure the ventilation and wiring system is correct?"

"Of course I am. My husband designed the whole thing, after all. He said the attraction's main purpose is to spook everyone out, and the ventilation and wiring system would provide that atmosphere. Atmosphere. Plus, it would save money, it's a win-win."

"So that's that, then? We'll cash in on these tragic events surrounding the dining and pizzeria for money. Are we really that greedy?" Doug asked, concerned.

Everyone looked around for a few seconds, and then Jennifer said, "Douglas, do you know why I married my husband?"

"Because of true love?"

Everyone laughed at Doug's answer. "Hahahahahahahaha! No. I married him so I can stop living like a country hick. I grew up in a tomato farm selling fried green tomatoes."

"At the whistle-stop cafe?"

Carl joked and laughed at it, but he was the only one as Maxine, Jeff, Hank, and Doug looked at an agitated Jennifer. Doug noticed this and stopped laughing as Jennifer resumed."Carl, if you think that you're the first person to make that joke to me since 1991, then clearly the secret to your unemployment is in that fucking sauce!" Carl went silent. "The damn things weren't even popular until that stupid book was released in the year of the second bite. God, I hate that food; I hate them so much that when I first met Henry and learned of his engineering skills, I married him as fast as possible. The man is such a genius that he was developing an AI during our engagement, A concept I regrettably didn't have enough fate in. So when I learned about the Fredbear IP and the Millers, the richest people in Hurricane Utah then, I convinced him to drop everything and make Chica's party world. The rest is history."

"A bloodbath history; I mean, for god sake, Jennifer, many kids have died due to our negligence! YOUR KIDS! Do you think this is the best way to honor their memories!?"

"Nope, and the whole place is not supposed to. It's to make money. Nothing more, nothing less. Besides, I can always get more kids with enough money. Either by fornication, adoption, or hell, a robot with an AI. The latter, in particular, I dabbled in after my daughter's murder to keep the dinner afloat."

Doug was appalled by what he heard. "So, in summary, your avarice knows no bounds."

"Damn straight it doesn't, and no murder of kids or night guards is going to stop me. Isn't that right, everybody?" Maxine, Jeff, Hank, and Carl chattered in agreement

"Besides, if that's your concern, what are you here for?" Jeff asked, silencing Doug

"Thank you, Jeffery, and speaking of summary, just to recap. All of the animatronics are to be salvaged and restored for tonight. Have the fur as withered as possible, and keep the wiring and ventilation system as it is. Meeting adjourned"

Everyone leaves the meeting room, leaving Doug alone. After he has made sure that nobody else is around, he makes a phone call.

The Mental hospital

Ring, Ring*

"What's the status?... I see, so none of them are aware yet. Good work." A phone hangs up, particularly Henry's phone, as he gives a doctor a check.

The doctor nearly fainted when he saw so many zeros. "Sir, do you have any idea how much you're donating!? You might as well be selling your house!"

Henry scoffs, "Good. I wouldn't say I liked sleeping in there anymore anyway. Make sure this gets delivered to Clara Miller. She needs the money a lot more than I do." Henry leaves the hospital, and after walking a few blocks away, he stands near an open sewage lid with the city's sewage maintenance team. "This would be impossible if it weren't for Mimic's trackable program and Jennifer's connections. I'm glad I didn't journey to the estate."

Buzz, buzz*

Henry's walkie-talkie buzzes, and he picks it up. "What's the status?"

"We found a yellow rabbit and a red and white jester. Just as you tip, sir. We also found a black and white humanoid with them."

"Perfect" "Bring them up, follow me, and make sure you set fire to building 1280 from the abandoned Miller Estate."

The Ameilius basement

"I was fired from that Mall security position, and the rest is history...Literally." Michael had just finished his story and looked at his ghostly form.

Elizabeth cries, "It's all my fault. I just wanted to learn more about my family; I didn't mean to cause all this!" Elizabeth punched the floor, but because of her ghostly nature, the fist phased through it. "Back at home, Mommy was so closed off about you all that she even went as far as to ground me without any elaboration. I was so tired of being shut out, especially since everyone else back home kept avoiding me because of this, that I thought living with Daddy would be preferable. Still, despite our bonding, when it comes to Freddy, he's almost just as closed off as Mommy, and had I known about William Afton," Elizabeth's face twisted into anger, "I WOULD HAVE STAYED WITH MOMMY INSTEAD!"

Michael holds Elizabeth's hand. "You're not the only one who wishes to turn back time; it's not even close. Everything was stable for all of us until I caused the bite of 1983."

Elizabeth shivered. "Daddy was the most closed off about that particular year when it comes to Freddy, and after learning about it through that deceptive machine, no less," Elizabeth growled. "I can't say I don't see why. If I was the same age as Dave, would you put me through the same torment you put him?" Michael hangs his head down in shame

"You know, I'm curious too." Michael and Elizabeth turn to see a distrustful Vanessa. "I understand you were jealous, but he was still your little brother, and you live in a mansion. Instead of having a butler or something to get through your problems, you whined like a baby and accidentally killed your brother in the process."

"Vanessa!"

"No, no. She's right, Elizabeth. The poor lonely rich kid crap can only be excusable for so long before it can't cut shit."

"Damn straight, Michael. I'm mostly upset that I'm caught up in a conspiracy that had nothing to do with me, to the point where I'm dead, but I'll be lying if I say I didn't bring it to myself."

"What did you do at college?"

"I studied archeology. Ancient civilization, and like I said before, I was even studying Dr. Talbert and Phineas Taggart's findings regarding resurrection rituals." Vanessa's tone went dark. "Then that robot came and played on my insecurities like a damn fiddle; the result is right in front of you."

"I've been meaning to ask you, Elizabeth. You were in Eleanor from 1993 until you first met Vanessa. What exactly were you doing inside while Mimic was tricking Vanessa?"

Elizabeth's tone went somber. "When Mimic ensnared me into Eleanor, the AI told me everything from 83 to 93, including its history. It told me how it was Henry's creation of groundbreaking technology work, only to be abandoned thanks to his wife, and was more or less replaced by Freddy's. Not helping matters is the Mimic's return as a replacement to Charlotte, and he kept that until the death of Cassidy, in which Henry took his agony out on it and tossed it in the dumpster—infusing it with more malice. Daddy found it while collecting scrap. Afton found out about the program and taught the thing to kill children when not looking, and when my soul was fused with Elanor, I spoke to Mimic for the first time, and its program was full of hate. I tried to teach it the importance of making people smile, helping, and helping people. I thought the program understood my teaching, and when Vanessa found me at another dump, I thought this would be the best way to showcase what I meant."

"Yeesh. We might as well call Eleanor the dumpster baby." Michael laughed at his joke, only to stop when Vanessa glared at him. "Sorry, but in all seriousness, though. I thought Father immediately ran out of the 1280 factory upon learning the truth.."

"That is true. Mimic convinced me to have ourselves thrown out so we could randomly pick the first person to test out how my lessons have been going through to it."

"Why couldn't you just go to Henry's?"

"Because we didn't know where Henry lived, and even if we did, I thought he would slam the door in fear because I'm a ghost, and that's before getting into the fact that Henry rejected Mimic twice, and Afton is by all definition my "uncle" Elizabeth gagged at that last part of the sentence.

"What about you, Vanessa? I could see Father in a dump so he could find cheap parts for his machines, but what were you doing there?"

Vanessa crossed her arms. "I worked there."

"I see. I'm guessing you did not enjoy it."

"Not even close. The only good thing about it is that I met my friend Abigail Larson, who kept telling me that I was beautiful, but I didn't listen."

"How could you, though? You look like a model."

"A model who wishes that she died in the clothes not picked out by her murderer."

"Right, sorry. Can you tell me more about your friend?"

"I would, but you already did yourself, Michael."

"What? When?"

"I don't know; what was Mimic's cover story for you again?"

Michael gasped. "Don't tell me. That thing-"

"Went as far as to steal my former best friend's past. What a mechanical asshole."

"It was that same deception that led me to you and led to your death." Black tears flow from Elizabeth's eyes. "If we didn't show up in your life, you would still be human. Instead, you became an animatronic in a human suit. I'm sorry," Elizabeth cried.

Vanessa pulls her close. "I know, but it wasn't your fault. That AI, along with Afton, orchestrated the whole thing."

"So even Afton knew about this?"

"Of course, he knew, Michael. Afton knew that once he killed Elizabeth, he couldn't hide himself from Dave. He also knew that Dave would most likely commit suicide in a karmic fashion due to his eye-for-eye beliefs. Since 1993, the Mimic's main goal was to get rid of Elizabeth and find a way to look like a human. He killed two birds with one stone by stealing my bones, flesh, and skin while transferring Elizabeth's remnant and agony to me by looking at me in my now robotic eyes. After that, plus my convincing and Elizabeth's story, she turned to Henry with me in tow. As you can imagine, Henry would have rejected her due to her last name if it weren't for me. That's how bad Afton messed him up, and now he can spread more agony thanks to you."

Now Michael is getting mad. "I was in jail for a decade! I didn't know about Afton, Remnant, or Agony; however, you did! Why didn't you pull me to your side when you had the chance!?"

"Because there wasn't! Michael, this "horror attraction" is nothing more than a trap known only to you, me, Elizabeth, Henry, and Doug! If Jennifer ever found out, the operation would be shut down, and Mimic would make sure that all of us were dead! You saw how capable that machine is, right!?" Michael went silent as he recalled how Mimic did most of the chopping to the animatronics. "Thought so. The only reason why I and your sister are still around is that that robot is now a bit of an agony junkie as Afton."

"That's exactly why I expect the AI to join tonight's trap." The three ghosts turn to Henry, who is looking at the pictures of kids being killed by a yellow rabbit. "I have all of the animatronics salvaged. Except for three."

"Who are those three?" Elizabeth asked.

"I'm looking at them right now."

Fazbear Frights

Darkness was everywhere. No matter where a person can look, all they'll see is darkness.

Sniff, Sob*

and hear nothing but the cries of a little girl who experienced this darkness before

"Why? Why does this keep happening to us? What did we do to deserve this?"

Suddenly, neon lights showed up in the same vein as a rebooting computer. After a few seconds, those lights in the darkness were replaced with the interior of a building with flickering lights and a noisy ventilation system. Looking around, the girl realized that she was in an unfamiliar location. She tried to move, but she felt bulky. That's when she looked at her hands and saw the issue. Instead of being light as a feather, she's now heavy as bricks. She is now a bear in blue coloring. She then looked at the labels: Lure, Encapsulate, Fuse, Transport, and Extract.

"What the hell?" She initially struggled but adjusted to the heaviness soon after."This isn't the pizzeria; where am I?"

She thought as she saw a picture of a girl locked out of a building. Then she saw another photo, and it contained a yellow rabbit. The blue bear followed a trail of images on the wall that told the story of how the yellow rabbit killed the locked-out girl. The bear stared in shock.

'No.' "No, it can't be!"

"I'm sorry, but what you're witnessing is the truth."

The bear turns and sees a yellow chick with pink cheeks. "Suzie?"

the chicken shook her head. "Not even close."

something floats out of the chicken, and the bear now sees a blond, green-eyed girl in a pink blouse and long blue skirt. The bear stands in horror. "You, You're another ghost!? Then that means-"

"I'm also a victim to the purple killer known as William Afton. Who is currently possessing the one you thought would bring your life back, Bonita, the spring trap suit bunny."

The bear dropped to her knees, and black tears flowed from her eyes. "No. NO! *PUNCH!*"

The bear punched the floor as the chicken walked forward. "I understand you want space, but I can do you where the others are, including him."

The bear looked up with a murderous glare as the chicken made that offer: "Take. Me. To. Him. NOW!"

"Ugh…What happened?" the question on everybody's mind as ten kids inside eight animatronics started to stir. They are Gabriel Chaudhary, Jeremiah Hasenkamp, Susan Swallow, Fritz Devoss, Ronald Otieno, Jacob Boyce, Alanna Kerr, Inola Brooks, Lisa Ferro, and Cassidy Ameilius. Inhibitors of the following respective animatronics: Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, Fredbear, Carl the Cupcake, Balloon Boy, Balloon Girl, and The Mangle (Particularly the Funtime Foxy and unfinished animatronic). They all see each other, and happiness washed over them. "YOU'RE ALIVE!" Everyone got out of their animatronics and hugged each other as black tears flowed from them.

Cassidy, in particular, was crying the hardest. "I WAS THE LAST! I'VE SEEN EVERYTHING! I COULDN'T KILL AFTON AND SAVE YOU FROM HIS CHOPPING! I'M SORRY!"

Suzie floated towards him and embraced him. "That's my signature line, you dummy," Cassidy reciprocated as the crying started to stop.

At the side, Ron looks at the unfolding scene with Brooks by his side, and black tears flow from them. "They should get a room."

"Snarker," Ron elbows her on the shoulder with a smile as Brooks giggles at the blatant hypocrisy.

Gabriel looked around and said, "Hey guys." Everyone turned to him, "Where's Charlie?"

"Where are we, for that matter?" Lisa asked. The kids then looked around and realized they were in a separate location.

"This isn't the pizzeria, not even close.." "What tarnation is this place?" Jacob and Alana asked in a perplexed tone.

"It's our tomb," a voice rang out, and the kids turned to see a light blue bunny.

"What the-Who are you!?" Cassidy asked, and he went back inside his animatronic.

"Come on, Jeremy, we know it's you." Everyone groaned and face palmed as Fritz said that sentence. Jeremy, in particular, proceeds to hit him on the head

Smack!*

"Ow!"

"I'm right here, Fritz!"

"estúpido" Lisa snarked.

"What did you do to Charlie!?" Gabriel asked

"I'm right here.."

Everyone turned to a familiar voice and saw a pink-cheek chick and a blue bear. Everyone was confused until a ghost from the bear floated out and revealed itself as a pig-tailed brunette in a green shirt and blue overalls. Everyone gasped out of joy.

"CHARLIE!"

Cassidy was the first to hug her, followed by Gabriel, and soon, it became a group hug with all the kids.

"What happened to your animatronic?" Gabriel asked.

"It's still there but trapped inside this Freddy animatronic. I can't move as fluently as I once was with this thing.."

"It's because you are the stealthiest of them all," The pink-cheeked chick answered.

Cassidy looks up and notices the said chick. "And who are you supposed to be?"

"Cassidy"

"It's fine, Charlie; I would be on edge, too." "Long story short, we're one of you."

The chic and rabbit spoke as two ghosts floated out of them. The chic is the same ghost Charlie met earlier, while the rabbit is a blond, green-eyed woman in tight jeans, a purple long-sleeve shirt, and pink lips who appeared before them.

The kids are stunned. "MORE GHOSTS!?"

"Not just that". "We're victims of that purple guy you all been wanting to kill."

The kids are even more stunned. "MORE VICTIMS!?" "BUT YOU'RE NOT EVEN CLOSE A KID! WHEN DID HE-"

"Wait a second." Cassidy looked closely at the woman and gasped, "You! You WERE THAT COP WHO WAS HELPING AFTON!"

The kids murdered forms flared, shocking the woman and the girl, but Charlie intervenes. "Calm down, everyone; I know you all have many questions, and I get it, but perhaps it's better if they show you."

Cassidy is bewildered. "THEY SHOW US!? Charlie, that's the same bitch who helped Afton turn us into scrap metal! Even if Afton betrayed her, why should we trust her!?"

"Because that wasn't me!" Everyone turned to see the ghost woman scowling and shedding black tears. "Everything you saw that relates to me until this point was a lie. My identity was stolen, and it was after I was murdered!"

Fritz wasn't having any of it. "Oh boo hoo! Well, news flash, Ax grinder, we aren't taking any baseless bullshit until we see some-"

SLAP!*

A hand hit Fritz's cheek. He was stunned until he regained his senses and saw the same girl who floated out of the pink-cheeked chick. "That's. Enough. Finger pointing!" She then grabs Fritz by the collar. "Now you listen to me and listen to me well. We're here because we want to end the torment caused by that purple mongrel, and to do so, we must work together. If you stop insulting my friend, you will get your answer quickly. Understood!?"

Fritz stutters "I-well-uhm"

"UNDERSTOOD!?"

"YES, MA'AM!" Fritz saluted as the girl let go of him.

"I don't know if I should thank you or reprimand you, but either way, I wasn't expecting you to be this rough." The woman commented

"Well, that's nothing compared to what will happen next. As for the rest of you, come along with us. We have no time to waste. When we find them, keep the animatronics running, stay out near them, and do not engage until you hear the words: "End communication..."

As the girl and woman left, the rest of the kids were stunned. Especially Fritz. "What just happened?"

"It's clear that they know what's going on here. Come on, everyone," Charlie ordered, and the kids followed through.

One thought entered the girl who maltreated Fritz: "I'm not sure if you're dead or not or if God is merciful to your other self's actions, but you can assured that we will finally end the torment for all of us, including yours, and we'll finally be at peace. I will make you proud, Daddy. Watch. Listen. And be at peace."

Three animatronics—a yellow rabbit, a jester, and a black-and-white humanoid — were walking down the hallway. They saw pictures of their crime.

"I must say, they captured our malevolence well. Should you use your powers to suppress their memories, master?" the jester asked the rabbit.

"Bah. What point would that make? This place will reveal its true purpose, and the perpetrator will be hiding. Finding him would be a lot more fun, and when you're in Freddy's-"

"Fun and fantasy come to life, and in theory, that should have been a dream come true, but you two single-handedly turned it into a nightmare."

The two animatronics turn to the interrupting voice as they see a brown bear with pink cheeks. The jester is smirking. "I know that voice. Master, this is-"

"Oh, we have met. No thanks to my powers. Each time you made electric contact with those nasty little beasts, you glimpsed into my history along with that fool of a man, Dave Miller."

The bear squinted, "He's the fool? You two played right into our hands. Did you think this pizzeria just fell out of the sky for you both? No. This was a trap...for us. He gathered all of you together in one place, including those tormented souls. Just for us, a trap. So tell me what you plan to do."

The rabbit smiles, "I just wanted to meet the people who contributed to my conception, for lack of a better word. In addition to the man who ripped off Dave's hopes and dreams, there's you, my liberator, Mike Schmidt. Or should I say, Michael Miller?"

Something floats out of the bear. It is a brunette man in jeans, a purple shirt, and a brown coat. He looks shocked. "What?"

"Oh yes. I was born from the abuse Davy suffered from Big Billy himself. The second war traumatized him so hard that his only son was used for venting. Until Raglan came along and became a better father to the boy. Unable to accept that he was a bad father, Billy shot and killed silly simple Steven, and I evolved from an emotion to a nightmare, but his whore of a wife stunted my growth for years until the Ameilius ripped off Freddy's name. Slowly resuming my growth, but what clinched my freedom was the event behind Freddy's fall."

Michael drops to the floor. "Then that means…"

"They are dead because of YOU! I made have pulled the trigger, but you're the one who killed THOSE KIDS, THAT DETECTIVE, YOUR SISTER, THAT BASIC BEAUTY BITCH, AND EVERY SINGLE NIGHT GUARD THAT WALKED IN THE PIZZERIA FOR THE LAST TWENTY YEARS, WITH THE HELP OF MY POWERS, AND THOSE SAME KIDS TO BOOT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

As the hollow, living suit laughs at the sidelines, the pink-cheeked chick and bunny and the lost fazkids listen. The lost fat kids are silent. For so long, they wanted revenge on their murderer, but they had no idea how deceptively cunning he was until now. Fritz, in particular, flashes back to the 4th night: "The more you misplace your retribution, the more you'll hurt others."

"We were killing innocent night guards; THIS ENTIRE TIME!?"

The pink-cheeked chick and bunny looked at each other and nodded.

SNAP!*

The bunny snapped her fingers, signaling that the yellow rabbit, jester, and Michael would be spotlighted.

The jester was the first to notice. "We got company, master.

The suit stops laughing and sees the spotlight on them. A voice rang out, dripping with venom, "They can see you know; they know what you did."

Multiple spotlights appeared, revealing The lost fat kids in the kneeing, stunned, blacked tears flowing down their murdered-formed faces. They then turned to see the source of that evil voice and saw two familiar faces.

"Elizabeth Miller? You're still alive!? And you, you're that beauty bitch my prodigy killed, Vanessa J Fitzgerald! I should thank both. Up until now, I was a slave to that idiot of your father. Now, I am free TO SPREAD MY AGONY FOREVER!"He then turned to his victims: "AND YOU BRATS WERE JUST AS HELPFUL, TOO! IN ADDITION TO MAKING THOSE LONG, BORING YEARS FUN, YOU HELPED ME WITH MY RESEARCH BY KILLING THOSE YOU MISTAKEN AS ME! As for that bullshit about "bringing your life back," once the sacrum is transferred into another body, depending on the condition of the original, a reverse transfer is possible. Still, a dead human body turns into dust in 10 years. Besides, Michael, it's been 10-30 years since I killed you all, meaning that becoming human again at this point is impossible, and even if the body is still in mint condition, I'LL NEVER GIVE YOU YOUR PITIFUL LIVES BACK! NOW YOU'LL SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIVES AS THE MONSTERS WHO KILLED JUST LIKE ME!"

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The kids are now crying uncontrollably.

"THAT'S RIGHT, CRY! CRY! I LOVE IT! NOW, AS FOR YOU, MY DAUGHTER OR NIECE OR WHATEVER, I know all about what you did to the ghost standing next to you a decade ago, and I must say, you've done a splendid job of letting my prodigy kill her from the inside out, with the help of the little guys standing with me! Isn't that right, Mimic?"

As Elizabeth and Vanessa clinched their fists together, the jester spoke, "Oh yes. She would have just lived had she listened to her friend Abigail Larson. Instead, she died serving as my cover."

"Hold on, did you say, Larson?"

"Yep, she was studying to be a police officer, just like her father, Everett Larson."

"God damn, that was the nightshift guard from 1987!"

Michael, Elizabeth, and Vanessa gasped, "THE 87 nightshift guard!?" Mimic asked

"Oh yeah! You can ask the mangled girls much more about it and even ask the literal puppet. I only stuffed the original five, but she did the giving life business to the five other kids all by herself! I can't help but imagine how her father feels knowing that his kids tainted his legacy, and now that I'm on the subject, where is he anyway? Surely, he must have heard me insulting his "precious baby girl" right about now; in fact, I was expecting at least one of you to pounce on me. Should I personally corrupt your toy animatronics like I did to the other ones long ago, Michael, Elizabeth, and Vanessa, or how long do you plan to wait until the trap is sprung?"

On cue, the lights shined so bright that they caught fire. Thanks to the ventilation, the fire quickly spread. Everyone looked around in shock except for Michael, Elizabeth, and Vanessa, who smirked. "Springtrap, meet Flametrap."

BOOM!*

One Hour earlier-Fazbear Frights Outskirts

The crowd gathered, and Jennifer beams with delight and whips out her phone. "Only one hour until the grand opening! Let's see, by the end of this night,t; I'll be adding the overall gross of this town into," Her eyes widened. En. "ZERO DOLLARS!? WHAT THE F-"

"Jennifer, it's time for the speech," Maxine shouted

"On it!" "I'll deal with it later; I have a business to run," Jennifer ready herself as she did a mic check

tap, tap*

The test passed, and she said, "Hello everybody! Thank you all for coming to this special occasion as Freddy Fazbear Entertainment Inc. opens Fazbear Frights!"Jennifer was expecting clapping, but all she heard was silence and glares. She then continued, "Well then. Do you have any questions before we open?"

On cue, 18 adults, nine men and nine women, walked up to the podium. All of them were wearing black and had tears in their eyes as they glared towards Jennifer. One of them growled with venom, "Where? Are. They?"

Jennifer tilted her head in confusion. "Huh?"

This made the adults in black mad. "HUH!? THEY HAVE BEEN MISSING FOR 30 YEARS, UNFOUNDED, AND NOT ONLY ARE YOU OPENING ANOTHER FREDDY'S, BUT YOU HAVE THE GALL TO SAY HUH!?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I don't even know who you people are." At that moment, the adults in black launched towards the podium and tried to tackle her; the crowd went wild as they cheered at the berserking adults. However, the police intercepted them before they could arm her. "Goodness gracious, what's up with you people!?"

A cop walks up to them. "David Miller Jr, Gabriel Chaudhary, Jeremiah Hasenkamp, Susan Swallow, Fritz Devoss, Ronald Otieno, Jacob Boyce, Alanna Kerr, Inola Brooks, Lisa Ferro, and your kids died to the Freddy Fazbear name. You expect these people to trust you?"

"and this concern you, how?" Jennifer asked apathetically

"How does this-Ma'am, I'm a cop! And frankly, my father died in 1987 because of your animatronics!"

"87?" "What's your name, officer?"

"Abigail Larson, daughter of Everett Larson"

Jennifer raised her eyebrow."Him again?" "Well, we people at Freddy's Fazbear Entertainment are under new management. We realized those poor little souls are our cross to bear." The crowd is not amused. "This establishment shows how we understand your concerns, but if you're still not convinced, my husband has a presentation to present. Roll it, Henry!" Jennifer gestures to the screen behind her, and Henry activates it.

However, instead of a presentation, everyone sees the springtrap suit talking. "I was born from the abuse Davy suffered from Big Billy himself..."

"WHAT THE-THE SPRINGTRAP SUIT!?" Jennifer bewilderedly thought as the crowd was confused by how animated the animatronic is as it continues to speak

"Unable to accept that he was a bad father, Billy shot and killed silly simple Steven, and I evolved from an emotion to a nightmare, but his whore of a wife stunted my growth for years until the Ameilius ripped off Freddy's name. Slowly resuming my growth, but what clinched my freedom was the event behind Freddy's fall."

"What is going on?" "Who is this guy?" the crowd asked.

Jennifer called Henry, "What's happening over there, Henry!? HENRY!?" but he wouldn't pick up, so her attention returned to the crowd.. "Remain calm, everyone; I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation for this, but rest assured that-

"They are dead because of YOU!" Everyone gasped "I made have pulled the trigger, but you're the one who killed THOSE KIDS, THAT DETECTIVE, YOUR SISTER, THAT BASIC BEAUTY BITCH, AND EVERY SINGLE NIGHT GUARD THAT WALKED IN THE PIZZERIA FOR THE LAST TWENTY YEARS, WITH THE HELP OF MY POWERS, AND THOSE SAME KIDS TO BOOT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

As the hollow, living suit laughs, the crowd twists to anger as the crowd lunges towards Jennifer.

"SECURE THE CROWD!" Abigail commanded, and her entire squadron held them back.

"Oh, thank you, officer, that was-"

Click*

Abigail points a gun at her. "I DID NOT DO THAT FOR YOU! I did it for the truth. You are going to explain to me what's happening or happening putting you under arrest, Jennifer."

Jennifer starts to stutter, "W-We-Well, you see here, I-"

"They can see you know; they know what you did."

"HUH!?"

Jennifer looks at the screen again, this time to see 12 kids and a woman who looks familiar to her and Abigail.

"Vanessa?"

"VANESSA!?" Jennifer grabs the microphone as this turbulent chaos keeps growing and growing. "HENRY! WHERE ARE YOU!? WHY IS THAT SPRINGTRAP-"

"Springtrap, meet Flametrap."

BOOM!*

An explosion was heard from inside the building. "OH, COME ON! HENRY IF YOU DON'T COME OUT, I'LL-"

The microphone cuts out, and a voice from the speakers rings out. "Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Jennifer, and the rest of my guests, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed."

Jennifer stood in shock as she recognized the voice, "HENRY!?"

"You are not here to make more money, nor have the rest of you been called here by the company you assume. However, you all have indeed been called. You have all been called here to witness a cage full of agonized souls needing to be set free. A cage with no exit, an attraction with no price. Jennifer, Maxine, Jeff, Hank, Carl. None of you ever even realize what this place is. Your greed for gold has driven you to sew an endless cycle of senseless violence, the cycle of cries of children who thought they were in a haven, only to die by the monster you witnessed on the screen." everyone gasped as the adults in black fell on their knees "Which is why the story ends right here and now. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should. And to you, parents of the trapped souls still in the corridors, I could never apologize enough for the amount of torment you all went through. You all trusted me, and I horrifically failed. I have no right to call myself a person, let alone a father. The same applies to all of the night guards who died to them. All they wanted was vengeance, but thanks to his manipulation, they were misled to kill those who trespass their prison."

Abigail clenched her fist. "Daddy.."

"I'm not asking for forgiveness on me or then; I just want you all to understand. My son, my daughter, if you both can hear me, I knew you two led the vengeful charge, and I don't think of you as nightmarish monsters. It's in your nature to protect the innocent, unlike that gold-digging miser of a mother or wife who had the gall to cover all of those deaths, including yours, Charlie." Henry's voice breaks a little. "I'm sorry on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, and no one, not even I, was there to lift you into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. Son, you were right about the imposter I once called my daughter in 1983. I should have listened to you, but instead, I replaced her without realizing it, and then, what became of you? What became of all of you after the bloodshed? To be hidden away inside the animatronics themselves and be forgotten as missing children."

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The adults in black are now crying uncontrollably.

"I should have known none of you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my son and daughter. I couldn't save all of you back then. So let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you and those you had carried in your arms. Regarding the fact that you kids killed innocent night guards, I still believe that there is peace and perhaps more, waiting for them after the smoke clears, hence the changes I made to your 20 mode." Henry's voice gets dark. "Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the Devil waiting, William Afton."

Jeff, Hank, and Carl were perturbed. "William Afton!?" "That's the guy we hired back in 1985!" "This whole thing was his fault!?"

"And to you, my brave volunteers, who were also victims of Afton's slaughter, I can't express enough gratitude for what this means to me. Once this is over, remnants of your souls will be set free by the flames. Vanessa J Fitzgerald, I'll ensure that Abigail Larson hears your apology. Elizabeth Miller, I wish your parents are here to see what brave little girl you are, rest assured that Vanessa, your brother, and I are in the inferno." Everyone gasped at what Henry planned to do with himself. "I am nearby, and as for you, Michael Miller, despite your family's heavy involvement in the agony's cultivation, I never hated you or your father. I pray that he doesn't get the same judgment from his other damning self. This is why I donated to the mental hospital, from mine, Jennifer's, and the entire company's account."

"WHAT!?" Jennifer shouted

"I even went as far as selling the house to Clara. I never should have listened to that woman and stole your family's success. That's my apology to your family, and this fire is my apology to everyone who suffered. I promise that by the time the smoke clears, this ends for all of us. End communication."

Author's notes: AND JUST LIKE THAT, WE'VE REACHED THE ENDGAME! I have two more chapters to go, and the first part will be over, and I can't wait to type it. We're already ending the first part with a bang, so I'm going to take it a step further and make this an all-out battle! I will look into spinoffs like FNAF World due to the lack of robot combat in the main games and other adaptations, and it will show. See you in the next chapter.