Springtrap and I sit down at the conference table in the middle of the room.
"So what do you suppose will happen next in the war and what do you think will happen with Mexo and the Animatronicgedden Dimension's Animatronics?" Springtrap asks as he leans back in his chair.
"I believe Mexo and the other Animatronicgedden Animatronics may have an important role in this war," I say as I lean back into my chair and close my eyes.
"This will be a very interesting war then. What do you have in mind tactics and strategy wise?" Springtrap asks as his ears perk up with interest.
"I believe that we will prevail but, in order to do that you and I must take a lot of risks," I say.
"What kind of risks?" Springtrap asks as he leans forward slightly.
"What kind of risks? Risks that puts everything and one on the line and that includes testing our friends, our family, and our allies' trust." I say as I open my eyes. I see Springtrap smirk at in a devious way.
"Well, now I see why you want me to help you with fighting these Drawkills," Springtrap says as we start to discuss our plan of attack.
30 minutes later, "So that's basically what the plan is to stop the Drawkills?" Springtrap questions as he leans back in his chair. I notice that Springtrap was a bit skeptical about my plan.
"Yes. Everything is going exactly as planned as it is already, though we will have to go behind everyone else's back and especially those from the Animatronicgedden Dimension. We may also run into a few delays as well as some unexpected events or situations." I say taking into account that Mexo is a loose cannon at times and the rest of the people and animatronics from the Animatronicgedden Dimension are quite nosey as well.
"I have no problem with deceiving people, especially those close to me, but must you take those risks and what about your special 'disorders'?" Springtrap asks still skeptical and nervous about some of my secrets getting out.
"For the plan to work, of course, I must take those risks but, I will disappear from time to time because of my 'disorders', to ease your mind so you won't have your parental instincts kick in. That would also leave you in charge of everything and one as well as making several excuses to cover for my disappearances, every now and then. Plus I will have to do that in the future too, so it's basically practice for me, and I'll be fine and you know it." I say as I try to ease Springtrap's worry.
"Very well. I will go along with the plan, but what do we tell the others?" Springtrap asks wondering what he'll say to the others about 'the plan and Noelle's disappearances'.
"Simple. We make a cover-up plan to get back the other chipped animatronics, to cover up our true plan. We'll have the Drawkills think they know our true plan by making them think that we'll be targeting the weaker animatronics as we work our way up to more dangerous animatronics. While we work behind the scenes as well as returning the chipped animatronics back to normal, since I highly doubt they know about me removing their chips. They won't mind you because I analyzed the chip they installed in your endoskeleton and it was actually destined to break, don't ask why or how. I am still working on an explanation for that." I say thinking ahead.
"So anyways we'll make groups or teams of animatronics like those in the Original FNAF World part of our dimension but, what happens if those groups run into an Original or anyone who is related to one of the 'Leaders' and how will they work together to fight them? There is a high chance that the animatronics will have several enemies from their dimension in their group since those groups have the higher possibility to succeed. If their teams is made up of animatronics from their dimension. Not to mention anyone even related to the Original FNAF World Animatronics can work with each other since they all shared the same attacks strategies. So basically we won't have to worry about them." Springtrap questions with some concern in his voice.
"Anyone related to you and the others are easy to take down because they are not as powerful as their Originals. We'll let the Original Main Four deal with them and we'll deal with the chipped Originals. We'll also have anyone related to the Original FNAF World Animatronics teach each group that seems to be having a difficult time of getting along, to deal or tolerate each other until this war is over. Not to mention I will deal with the Animatronicgedden Animatronics, personally." I say, already knowing what to do next.
"Agreed, but what about the other Springtraps? That have yet to be awakened, will they be a threat of some sort later on?" Springtrap asks, thinking about what would happen if the Drawkills got a hold of a majority of the unawakened Springtraps on their side.
"No. They will not be activated until the destined time, for now, we must worry about the Springtraps that were an exception to that destined time, but our plan does have a deadline. We must end the war before they wake up which is in 8 years but, it won't be easy since we have a few thousand animatronics to unchip." I say, knowing that if we didn't stop the war before the deadline that everyone would be screwed beyond belief.
"Great and good to know there is a 8-year deadline," Springtrap says with some relief and some concern.
"Now, we will discuss more of the plan later. For now, we must check on how everyone else is fairing. This is their first night out of their dimensions for a majority of the animatronics and the first time the remaining Originals have seen your base." I say as I get up from my seat. Springtrap gets up from his seat as well.
"Agreed," Springtrap says as we leave his room. Springtrap changes it back to how Springbonnie's Room looks like and closes the door. We then go our separate ways to go and check on the other animatronics.
45 minutes later, I was walking through the hallway when Shadow appears behind me and manifests.
"You know it's risky for you to appear and manifest out in the open," I say as I turn around to face Shadow.
"Relax. I made sure no one else was around." Shadow says in a relaxed tone.
"What is it? You don't appear and manifest for no reason." I ask in an expectant tone.
"Well, I have been keeping my eye on JoKo and Mexo and I did as you suggested and I put a tracker that is irremovable and undestroyable in Mexo's animatronic arm. I also discovered JoKo did a little exploring around the base." Shadow says as I tense up a bit hoping she didn't find out about any of the secrets that are kept down here.
"Don't worry she found nothing of importance, but she did discover one of the minor armories," Shadow says as I let out a sigh of relief.
"That's good, but what was she doing exactly?" I ask.
"Well, she and Mexo were looking at some plans of some sort," Shadow says.
"Let me guess you can't tell me until I see these 'plans' for myself," I ask.
"Yes. Also Mexo and JoKo started practicing their powers on each other. JoKo managed to knock Mexo out during their little sparring match. She then brought him to his room and went into the armory." She says.
"JoKo must be the most powerful of her sisters if she managed to knock Mexo unconscious with one look at her powers," I comment.
"She is. JoKo then went into the armory and contacted her elder sister Rinka. Rinka also said something bad, may have happened to Sitka, JoKo's second eldest sister." Shadow says.
"Interesting. The Drawkills must have summoned Sitka to replace the Chaos Sister they lost." I comment.
"Yes, that maybe the case," Shadow says.
"Good. Keep an eye on them and tell me if anything happens and don't let them get too suspicious of me or Trap." I tell Shadow.
"Very well," Shadow says as she returns to her, Shadow Form and disappears into the Shadow Plains. I smirk to myself.
"Everything is going exactly as planned," I say as I continue to check on the other animatronics.
Meanwhile, {Did you find her?} I ask Purple Guy in our shared mind.
{Yes. Miss Vanessa Whitley lives on 3035 Bernardo Street.} Purple Guy says.
{That's fairly close to us.} I say.
{Yeah, it's about 28 miles from us. She lives with her parents and is currently going to college.} Purple Guy says.
{Might as well go get her now.} I say as I switch to my Springbonnie's Teenage Humanoid Animatronic Form and teleport in front of Vanessa's house, which is a two-story Victorian house. I walk up to the door and knock on it, Mrs. Charlotte Whitley opens the door.
"Hello. May I help you?" Mrs. Whitley asks.
"Hi, I'm Victor Reed. I go to school with your daughter, Vanessa, is she home right now?" I ask.
"Um.. yes let me get her." Mrs. Whitley says as she yells upstairs.
"Vanessa! There's someone from school here to see you." Mrs. Whitley calls out upstairs.
"Ok, I'll be down there in a minute, Mom," Vanessa yells back.
"She'll be down in a few minutes. Please come in." Mrs. Whitley says as she lets me inside. I look around her foyer and see pictures of Vanessa and some pictures of Alfred and Frederick when they were younger and still alive.
{I kinda feel bad for killing them now. They look so happy in these pictures.} Purple Guy says in our shared mind.
{Yeah, they certainly did look very happy back then. I would've loved to play with them. If they went to Fredbear's Diner when it was still open but, that was long before they were born.} Springbonnie says.
{They had a better childhood than me that's for sure.} I comment as I hear footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Hey, mom, who is it?" Vanessa asks as she walks down the stairs.
"It's your friend, Victor." Mrs. Whitley says.
"What do yo-," Vanessa says but, cuts off as she sees me.
"Oh hi, Vanessa. I thought I'd stop by to ask you if you can help me with a project of mine." I say pretending to be happy.
"Oh… Victor. I wasn't expecting you to come over." Vanessa says in a hesitant tone, which annoys me because I know that Charlotte could tell that something was wrong.
"Sorry. I didn't text you to give you a heads up, my phone was broken." I lied trying to throw Charlotte's attention off.
"That's ok… sure I'll help you with your project follow me," Vanessa says as she leads me upstairs.
"Oh, and it was nice meeting you, Mrs. Whitley," I say glancing over my shoulder before I follow Vanessa upstairs, I feel Charlotte's eyes follow me up the stairs. I follow Vanessa to what I assumed was her room, she opens the door and lets me in, then closes and locks it as soon as I am fully in the room.
"What are you doing here and how the hell did you find me?" Vanessa whisper-yells at me. I laugh.
"It's quite simple but, that's not important. I'm here to hold up my end of the deal since I have the time to spare." I say as I casually sit on her bed.
"Ok but, what will I tell my parents? My mom is going to want to know where I'm going if I go with you right now." Vanessa says.
"Simply tell them that you're going to live, with a friend for a while," I say as I look outside her bedroom window.
"But if I do that she'll call my friend to confirm it as well as their parents," Vanessa says as she looks at her door for a second before turning her attention back to me.
"Do you have a recording of one of your friends and their parents' voices then?" I ask already knowing what I can do to help.
"Yeah, I do," Vanessa says.
"Let me hear it then," I tell her. Vanessa pulls out her phone and plays the recording of her friend and her friend's parent's voices.
"Why did you want to hear their voices?" Vanessa asks as the recording ends.
"I'll tell you later, what are their first and last names?" I ask.
"My friend's name is Skylar and her parents are Ray and Karina Wilkins," Vanessa says.
"Why are you asking about my friend and her parents anyway? Vanessa asks suspiciously.
"You said your mother will want to talk to them and you still want to meet your brothers correct?" I ask.
"Yeah but, I don't want anything happening to my friend or her family," Vanessa says.
"Relax, I'm somewhat out of the whole killing business, I don't kill unless it is necessary or I'm asked to but, if you want to see your brothers, we have to trick your parents because this may be the only chance I have to come here. A lot is going on with the war. Also your father is still alive and married to your mother, right?" I ask her.
"Yeah, my dad is alive and with my mother," Vanessa says.
"Oh boy this might be a bit more complicated since I know dads are quite overprotective of their daughters. Well, you might as well start packing, we'll be leaving quite soon." I say as I look at my internal clock.
"Ok, but my mom will become suspicious if she sees that I am packing up everything in my room. Also how will we move everything?" Vanessa asks.
"I got that covered just pack everything up. I'll help you but, pack your clothes and necessities first." I tell her as I walk towards the door.
"I'll wait outside, tell me when I can come back to help you pack up the rest of your room," I say as I unlock the door and leave. I then close the door behind me and lean against the wall next to the door.
I then hear Vanessa's front door open as I pull out my phone as I pretend to text someone.
"Honey, I'm home." a cheery male voice calls out.
{Well, if it isn't Daniel Whitley.} Purple Guy says in our shared mind.
"Oh, hello dear." I hear Charlotte greet.
"Hey, how was Vanessa's first day at work and where is Vanessa?" Daniel asks.
"She's in her room with a friend," Charlotte says in a somewhat nervous and suspicious tone.
"Oh is it Skyler?" Daniel asks.
"No. It's a boy called Victor Reed. Vanessa didn't seem really happy to see him and he claims to go to school with her." I hear Charlotte say.
{Here we go with the whole 'are you dating my daughter routine'.} Purple Guy says in our mind.
"Oh, is she finally at that age when she's interested in boys? Why do you seem so suspicious, honey?" Daniel asks.
{Like I'd ever date his daughter. I may be a killer but, I'm not some rapist or pedophile.} I think in my shared mind.
{Plus in my opinion that is wrong on so many levels and what kind of guy would date a girl like her anyway.} Purple Guy comments.
{I'm sure she has a type of boy that she likes. Hopefully, that guy likes her colorful personality as well. If they were ever meet.} Springbonnie says.
"Well, I don't like the feeling that Victor gives off. He reminds me of that Day shift Guard that worked at that damned Pizzeria on the day our boys went missing." Charlotte says with a bit of anger in her voice.
"Oh, you mean Vincent Rennings? Honey, he wasn't bad, Vincent lost his only daughter in that incident too." Daniel says.
"But, he had something to do with it. I know it." Charlotte says.
'Oh you have no idea, what part I played in that incident.' I silently answer Charlotte's question.
"But, still I don't like that boy," Charlotte says.
"Ok. If I meet this Victor will you stop being so paranoid? You have to let Vanessa has to grow up sooner or later. You know we won't always be there to protect her." Daniel says.
"I know but, I don't want anything bad to happen to her like what happened to Alfred and Frederick," Charlotte says as her voice wavers a bit when she mentions Golden Freddy's and Freddy's human names.
{Wow, I actually feel sorry for her.} I hear Purple Guy say and laugh in our shared mind.
{How about you shut up and do me a favor and go get your little friend that's always hanging around Noelle.} I snap.
{Little friend? Oh, that's right I never told you her name.} Purple Guy says.
{No, you have not told me, um.. her name. Heck, I don't even know who, her is.} I say in our mind as I rub my forehead.
{She's pretty much my daughter in a way that Noelle is yours. She's technically Noelle's other half and her name is ironically Shadow.} Purple Guy says.
{Ok, whatever, but I need you to ask her to make an illusion to help us with our plan. You will know what illusion Shadow will need to make and what time to put our plan into action since our minds are linked.} I explain.
{Ok, I'll go and ask her.} Purple Guy says as he disappears to find Shadow. I sigh and look up from my phone as I rub my forehead again. My ears perk up as I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I put my phone in my pocket and look over at the stairwell to see Daniel Whitley coming up the stairs. Mr. Whitley turns in my direction and walks up to me.
"Hi, I'm Daniel Whitley, Vanessa's father. You must be Victor, I've heard so much about you from my wife." Daniel says and holds his hand out for me to shake. I shake his hand.
"Yes, I am. It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Whitley." I say in a gentlemen like tone. Daniel laughs a bit.
"My you are so formal and polite," Daniel says.
"Thanks, I always did believe having manners was very important when meeting other people especially if it were my friends' parents," I say in a cheery tone.
"Well, that's a good thing, so where are you from Victor?" Daniel asks.
"I'm from out of state and I just recently moved here several months ago to go to college here." I lie.
"That's great. I hope you like living here." Daniel says.
"Oh, I love it here," I say.
"Good, make any new friends at school?" Daniel asks.
"Not really I'm more of the 'sit in the back of the classroom and hope they won't notice you' kind of guy, I was not fond of being chased by a lot of the popular girls." I partially lie because It was true that I was chased by the popular girls at school when I was alive.
"I completely understand that but, I must ask you are you-" Daniel starts to say in a serious tone but, I cut him off.
"Dating your daughter? No, I am not interested in dating at all, sir. Nor am I thinking of dating her, we're just friends, I just came here to meet her and ask her to help me with a project in one of our classes." I say as I internally gag at the thought.
"Oh, I guess that's good since I'm kinda not ready to let my little girl grow up yet," Daniel says in a humorous tone.
"Well, yeah. From what I gathered when meeting some of my friends, who are girls. Their parents always think that they're dating when they bring a boy that they've never met, home. Sometimes they would give me the whole 'if I am dating their daughter lecture'." I say recalling from my past experience when I first met Bonita's parents.
"Well, you lucky kid. When I started dating I usually got the whole 'if I date your daughter speech' and the 'if you date my sister or little sister speech' as well." Daniel says and laughs.
"But, don't worry I won't give you the whole 'dating my daughter speech'," Daniel adds on.
'Good cause I'm still technically married to Bonita.' I silently think to myself.
"That's good," I say.
"Hey Victor, you seem like a nice kid. How about you stay for dinner. I would like to know more about you." Daniel offers.
"Um…. well are you sure Mrs. Whitley will agree to that? I have no problem staying for dinner since you offered. I just don't want to bother her since I can tell she doesn't like me much." I say as I hear Vanessa's door unlock.
"Don't worry it'll be fine. She won't mind." Daniel says as Vanessa opens her door.
"Hey, Vin-," Vanessa says but, cuts off as she sees her Dad.
"Oh hi, Dad. What are you two doing?" Vanessa asks as she looks at us.
"I was just talking to Victor and I invited him to join us for dinner tonight. So sweetie, how was your first day of work?" Daniel asks.
"Oh, you did? Also work was just fine Dad, though it was quite boring," Vanessa says.
"Yup. I need to go downstairs and tell your mother that Victor is staying for dinner now. Ok? I'll call you two down when dinner's ready." Daniel says before he walks downstairs. Vanessa then pushes me inside her room and locks the door.
"What the hell. Vincent, you can't stay for dinner." Vanessa whispers harshly.
"And why is that?" I question as I sit down on her bed.
"You're dead, Vincent." Vanessa deadpans.
"Remember you need to call me Victor and Miss Whitley, you should know by now that I have my ways around that," I say as I smirk at her.
"Fine, Victor but, you told me, yourself, that you died like 20 years ago," Vanessa whispers.
"Yes, I admit that I did somewhat kick the bucket 22 years ago because I'm still technically dead, Miss Whitley but, enough talk. We can talk more when we get to our destination but, first we need to get you packed up." I say as I stand up.
"Fine. We'll talk about this later." Vanessa says as I start to help her pack up her room. I then hear Mrs. Whitley downstairs yelling at her husband, for inviting me to dinner, with my enhanced hearing. I chuckle a bit before I continue to help Vanessa pack up her room.
1 hour and 15 minutes later, Vanessa and I finish packing up her room.
"You sure have a lot of stuff but, that is expected since you're a girl," I say but, mumble the last part to myself, out loud.
"Yeah, so will we leave after dinner?" Vanessa asks.
"I guess. Also I only accepted your father's invitation so I wouldn't blow my cover so don't go lecturing me about that, after we leave got it. I already have to deal with your older brother, always wanting to pick a fight with me, so I don't need you to join in on that." I say as I lean against Vanessa's wall.
"Fine," Vanessa says and rolls her eyes. I then hear footsteps coming up the stairs and heading towards Vanessa's bedroom door.
"Quick. Someone's coming." I whisper loud enough for Vanessa to hear. Vanessa and I quickly grab some of her school books and pretend to study them. A few seconds later, we hear a knock on the door and I hear the doorknob turning. I look over at the door to see Daniel poke his head in.
"Victor, Vanessa, dinner's ready. You guys can come down now." Daniel says.
"Ok, Daddy," Vanessa says in a cheery voice.
"We'll be down in a minute, sir. We just need to finish up this problem we're on." I say as I fake my happy tone.
"Ok, you two, don't forget to wash your hands," Daniel says before he leaves and closes the door behind him.
I sigh and look at Vincent.
"So what do I do exactly, Vincent?" I ask as I put my book down. Vincent sets my book down on top of one of the boxes and looks at me.
"I said to call me Victor for now. Also, it's simple just tell your parents that you have something important to talk to them about and then I'll excuse myself from the table. You then tell them you'll be moving in with your friend, Skylar, I think her name was, and I'll deal with the rest. If they start asking questions make something up that's believable and follow my lead if they start asking me, questions about my cover as well as our story. We'll also figure out what to do to make it look like you didn't disappear off the face of the earth like I did, later." Vincent explains.
"Fine," I say as I walk towards my bedroom door with Vincent following me. I open my bedroom door and continue to make my way to the bathroom. I walk through the empty doorway and up to the bathroom sink and I start to wash my hands. I look at the mirror to see Vincent leaning on the door frame waiting for me to finish washing my hands.
"You know something. Your house is a lot nicer than the place your brothers and I reside." Vincent comments as I dry my hands.
"It is?" I ask as I see Vincent start to wash his hands, which surprises me since he's a robot thing or whatever you call it.
"How are you washing your hands?" I ask as Vincent glances at me through the mirror.
"I'm washing my hands like any normal person would do at someone else's house," Vincent says dully.
"No, I mean how you are washing your hands without, you know. Electrocuting yourself?" I ask again.
"Oh, you mean. Why am I not short-circuiting?" Vincent asks as he dries his hands while looking at me through the corner of his eye.
"Yes. That's what I mean." I say as I watch Vincent's movements carefully to make sure he doesn't try anything.
"Well, my 'mechanics' or my systems are waterproof, since I am usually the one, who has to fix anything and everything that breaks around our 'home' as we call it," Vincent says as he walks past me.
"Come on now. I have a schedule to keep and I don't want your parents to get suspicious of me." Vincent says as he heads over to the stairwell and starts walking down the stairs, I follow him downstairs.
"Remember what we talked about," Vincent whispers in my ear before we walk into the dining room. I see my mother and father already sitting at the table waiting for us.
"Victor, I'm so pleased you could join us for dinner." my Mom says happily.
"The pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Whitley. How could I not turn down an invitation? It would be very rude of me to do that." Vincent says in a happy tone, which I knew he was faking.
"Well, come on you two have a seat. Victor, I hope you like Italian." my Dad says as Vincent and I sit down at the table. I sit across from my mother and Vincent sits next to me. We then start to eat, it surprised me that Vincent was actually eating but, I'll have to ask him about that later. We eat in silence for about several minutes then Vincent starts talking.
"Mr. Whitley, can I ask you a question?" Vincent asks.
"Sure, you can, Victor." my father says happily.
"When I was invited to come inside your lovely home, I saw some pictures in the foyer. I was wondering about the pictures with these two boys in them that looked like almost identical twins. I didn't know Vanessa had any younger siblings." Vincent says.
'He did not just ask that question.' I think in my mind as I restrain myself from throttling Vincent.
"Oh, those pictures were taken a long time ago. The boys in the pictures were our two eldest children and were supposed to be Vanessa's older brothers." my father explains, a little uncomfortable because of the question.
"Were? What do you mean by that?" Vincent asks in confusion, which I know he was faking.
'Why are you asking this when you already know the answer?' I think to myself as I glance over at Vincent for a second. I then hear my mother drop her fork onto her plate, I look over in her direction. My mother had her bangs covering her eyes as she was slightly shaking as well.
"T-they w-were t-taken f-from m-me." my mother says.
"Honey, calm down." I hear my father say trying to prevent my mother from having a mental breakdown. I glance over at Vincent, who has a somewhat shocked and confused look on his face. I notice a slight hint of remorse in his eyes but, I couldn't tell if it was real or fake.
"I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to upset you." Vincent says faking a worried tone.
"It's ok, Victor. You didn't know." my Dad says.
"How about we change the subject," I say, finally cutting in.
"Yeah, that would be best." my Dad says. We then start talking about Vincent's life before he came to my school. Surprisingly, Vincent is a really good liar, no wonder the police never caught him. I then feel Vincent lightly kick my leg from under the table. I look to see if my parents were looking at us before I glance over at Vincent. He looks at me and gestures his head in my parent's direction silently telling me to tell them that we'll be leaving soon. I roll my eyes at him before turning to look at my parents.
"Hey Mom, Dad," I say to get their attention.
"Yeah sweetie, what is it?" my mom asks.
"I have something important to tell you," I say as I see them glance back and forth between me and Vincent. Vincent then puts his hands up in surrender and gets up from the table.
"I know that look and I know what you're probably thinking. No, I am not dating your daughter, like I said before I am not interested in dating anyone. So I'll take my leave, I'll be waiting in the hallway while you talk about whatever." Vincent says as he leaves. As soon as Vincent is out of the room my Dad starts talking.
"So sweetie. What do you want to tell us?" He asks.
"Well, I wanted to tell you that I am moving out," I say as my parents look at me in surprise.
I walk out of Vanessa's kitchen/dining room and I roll my eyes.
'I am starting to regret making that deal with her.' I think to myself.
{Springbonnie, did you redirect Charlotte and Daniel's phone numbers of Vanessa's friends and her parents, so that they'll go to our phone?} I ask in my shared mind.
{Yes, I did. Purple Guy says that he's ready on his end as well.} Springbonnie says.
{Good. Now let's hope that I still got it and this plan will go out without a hitch.} I partially think to Springbonnie and myself. I then use my enhanced hearing to listen in on Vanessa and her parents' conversation.
So sweetie. What do you want to tell us?" Daniel asks.
"Well, I wanted to tell you that I am moving out," Vanessa says before pausing to let her parents take in the new information. I hear Charlotte and Daniel turn to look at each other and start mumbling to each other about Vanessa growing up.
"Who are you moving in with?" I hear Charlotte ask.
"I'll be moving in with Skylar." I hear Vanessa say just like we planned.
"I guess that's ok then. Skylar is a nice kid." I hear Daniel say.
"Ok, honey. Let me just call Skylar and her parents to confirm, alright." I hear Charlotte say.
"Ok, mom." I hear Vanessa say with a bit of worry in her voice.
'It's showtime.' I think to myself as I hear Charlotte pick up the phone and dial Vanessa's friend's number. I then use a soundproof barrier that Noelle gave me to use if I couldn't make one myself if I was rushed or something like that. I pick up my cell phone.
"Hello." I hear Charlotte say on her end phone as I switch my voice to sound like Skylar Wilkins.
"Hi, Mrs. W. What's up?" I say in my disguised voice.
"Hi, Skylar I hate to bother you but, I need to confirm that Vanessa is moving in with you," Charlotte says.
"Yeah, V and I found this apartment really close to our college at a good price. I thought she talked to you about it already." I say trying to act like a teenage girl.
'Shoot me now.' I think in my shared mind as I think about how ridiculous I look and sound like.
"No, she just told us about it." Charlotte says.
"Well, I told her to be ready today I have a friend that's supposed to help her move her stuff," I say.
"A friend?" Charlotte asks.
"Yeah, his name is Victor Reed. He's an old childhood friend that recently transferred to our college. We were hanging out and I asked him if he could help V move her stuff, he said he would. Victor was also looking for a partner on a project that we were doing in class, so I thought he could partner with V since V didn't have a partner either. So I thought I could help both of them. V gets help moving her stuff and Victor gets a partner for the project." I say.
"Oh, thanks for telling me, Skylar," Charlotte says.
"Yeah, no problem but, I gotta get back to what I was working on for my project. Bye, Mrs. W." I say trying to get out of the conversation.
"Ok bye, Skylar," Charlotte says as I hang up. I then hear Vanessa start talking in the other room.
"So do I have permission to move out yet?" Vanessa asks.
"Well, I have to talk to Skylar's parents first then we'll see if you can have permission to move out," Charlotte says before she starts to dial Skylar's home phone number.
'Gee you are sure uptight.' I think to myself as I pick up my phone again and alter my voice to sound like Ray Wilkins.
"Hello, Wilkins residence this is Ray speaking," I say.
"Oh, hi Ray, this is Charlotte." Mrs. Whitley greets politely.
"Oh, hi Charlotte. How are you?" I ask as I mentally kill myself over and over again for making that stupid deal with Vanessa.
"I'm doing fine, Ray, but I have a question," Charlotte says.
"Ok, what's your question?" I ask already knowing what she is going to ask me.
"Is it true that Vanessa is moving in with Skylar and that Skylar asked her childhood friend Victor Reed to help Vanessa move her stuff?" Charlotte asks.
"Yes, that is correct. Skylar and Vanessa are going to be living together in an apartment building close to their college and Skylar did ask Victor to help Vanessa move her stuff." I reply.
"Oh, thank you for confirming that, Ray," Charlotte says with a hint of suspicion in her voice.
"You're welcome, Charlotte. Anyway, I gotta go, talk to you another time." I say wanting to end this pointless conversation.
"Ok, bye, Ray," Charlotte says.
"Bye Charlotte," I say as I hang up the phone and deactivate the soundproof barrier. I start to play solitaire on my phone as I listen to the conversation in the other room.
"So can I move in with Skylar, now?" I hear Vanessa ask as I continue to play my game.
"Yes, you can, Vanessa. I just got confirmation from both Skylar and her father." I hear Charlotte say.
"Thank you!" I hear Vanessa exclaim in an excited tone as I assume she got up and hugged her parents.
"Now that, that is settled. Vanessa, can you go and get Victor from the hallway?" I hear Daniel say.
"Ok, Daddy." I hear Vanessa say as I hear her walk out of the dining room. I look up from my game and see Vanessa walking into the hallway. She walks towards me.
"I don't know what you did to convince my mother to let me go but, it worked," Vanessa whispers to me as I smirk.
"Of course it worked. I can be quite the convincing actor." I whisper back as Vanessa and I walk into the dining room and sit in our seats.
"So Victor, why didn't you tell us that you were friends with Skylar?" Charlotte asks me.
"Well, I didn't think that it was important to tell you that I was an old childhood friend of Skylar's." I reply trying to not sound suspicious as Daniel, Charlotte, and Vanessa continue to ask how I 'met Skylar Wilkins'.
25 minutes later. My parents and I continued to ask Vincent how he and Skylar supposedly 'met'.
"And that's basically how I met Skylar," Vincent says as I notice him look at the clock and then look back at my parents.
"I thank you for inviting me to stay for dinner Mr. and Mrs. Whitley but, I think it's time for Vanessa and me to go. Skylar must be dying to show Vanessa around their new home." Vincent says in a happy tone.
"Oh, well I hope we can do this again Victor." My mother says.
"Yes, I hope so too, Mrs. Whitley," Vincent says and smiles, which I assumed he forced himself to smile.
"I'll help you move Vanessa's stuff and drive you two to the apartment." My father says as he gets up from his chair.
"No, it's ok. My brother should be picking us up in his truck but, some help moving Vanessa's stuff will be greatly appreciated." Vincent says as I stand up from my chair. Vincent, my father, and I head upstairs and start to move the boxes in my room, to downstairs foyer. Soon we move all the boxes from my room downstairs.
"So, when is your brother supposed to get here, Victor?" My mother asks.
"He should be in his truck outside," Vincent says as I open the front door and saw a big silver, Toyota Tacoma parked in my driveway. I then see a teen with brown hair, tan skin, and brown eyes, holding a skateboard, step out of the truck.
"Hey, Victor!" the teen calls out as Vincent walks past me and out the front door.
"Hi, PG," Vincent says and waves slightly at PG.
"Here's my truck like I promised ya, bro, take good care of her and tell mom and dad that I'll be hanging out with the guys," PG says as he tosses Vincent the keys and PG gets on his skateboard. Vincent catches the keys as PG heads off into the distance on his skateboard.
"Well, let's get everything loaded onto the truck." My father says as he starts to help Vincent and I move my stuff onto the truck. As soon as we were done, I hugged my Dad and ran up to hug my mother, while Vincent was leaning on the driver's side door of the truck.
I watch as Vanessa hugs her parents, goodbye, I smile slightly at the moment.
{Are you smiling?} Springbonnie asks in our mind.
{Shut up.} I say to Springbonnie as he snickers slightly. I then watch Vanessa hug her mother.
"Don't forget to call us." I hear Charlotte say to Vanessa.
"Ok mom, I promise that I'll call you." Vanessa says as she breaks the hug and starts to walk over to the front passenger's side on the 'truck'.
"Bye Mom. Bye, Dad." Vanessa says and waves at her parents who are standing by the front door.
"Bye Vanessa, we'll miss you." Charlotte says as Vanessa gets into the 'truck'.
"Goodbye, Mr. and Mrs. Whitley. I hope to see you again." I say and force another smile as I wave at them.
"Goodbye, Victor. It was nice meeting you I hope we can do this again." Daniel says as he waves at Vanessa and me. I get into the truck and put the keys into the ignition. I start the engine and I slowly pull out of the driveway. Vanessa waves at her parents one more time as we start driving away. I watch from the rearview mirror as Vanessa's house disappears into the distance, as I then let out a sigh.
"That was one of the worst reunions I had in my entire afterlife besides the fact that I'm stuck listening to and living with a bunch of my dead victims in an accursed building for what's left of my afterlife," I sigh as I rub my forehead.
"What I'm surprised about is that you have a brother, named PG, and a truck as well as you were bold enough to ask about my brothers, who you know for a fact are dead." Vanessa snarls.
"Well, excuse me but, I, unfortunately, have a schedule to keep right now due to the incident at our place and I had to ask because I had to play the dumb teenage college student," I say as I drive down and abandoned alleyway, where Purple Guy and I agreed to meet up. I stop the truck and got out.
"What are you doing and where are we?" Vanessa asks as she gets out of the truck as well.
"We're going to where your brothers are but, I'm waiting for someone," I say as I hear Purple Guy skateboarding towards us.
"Hey, how's it going?" Purple Guy asks as he jumps off his skateboard and picks it up.
"PG? What are you doing here?" Vanessa asks in confusion as she looks at my still disguised other half.
"Ya know just chillin'." Purple Guy casually says as I roll my eyes.
"Drop the act, Purple Guy. I don't have time to play your games." I snarl.
"Purple Guy?" Vanessa questions as she looks at me.
"That's what he calls me so that's my name," Purple Guy says smugly.
"That can't be your real name," Vanessa says.
"No, that is actually his name." I say as Purple Guy smirks and reverts back to his normal form. Purple Guy looks almost exactly like me when I was still alive except his skin and hair were different shades of purple. His sclera were black and his pupils and iris' were white instead of his normal pure white eyes. He was of course still wearing the purple Freddy Fazbear's guard t-shirt, black dress pants, and black dress shoes. I look at Vanessa, who was looking at Purple Guy and me with wide eyes and confusion written on her face.
"Wait, is he your actual brother as in the Samuel Bishop, who also went missing several years before you did?" Vanessa asks pointing at Purple Guy. Purple Guy and I look at each other before looking at Vanessa.
"Me? Brothers with HIM. No way in hell." I snarl as I glare at Purple Guy, who bursts out laughing. Vanessa continues to look at us in confusion.
"You really think I'm his pathetic excuse of a brother, Sam? You really are dumb." Purple Guy laughs, confusing Vanessa even more.
"Miss Whitley, there is a big difference between my brother and I. My brother is not a killer and I told you that our little encounter was to stay between you and me. My brother is also not a purple, maniac like this idiot is." I say as I point over at Purple Guy.
"Plus his brother is still alive unlike us." Purple Guy laughs.
"Wait a minute, your dead like he is?" Vanessa asks pointing at me.
"Yup. I'm dead like old Vincent here last time I checked." Purple Guy says as he pulls me into a side hug as he grins like a maniac. I push Purple Guy away from me.
"Also if you're not Samuel Bishop then who are you?" Vanessa asks.
"Easy. I'm Vincent Rennings," Purple Guy answers and points to himself as I face palm myself. Vanessa becomes even more confused.
"But, he's Vincent Rennings." Vanessa says pointing at me.
"Let me explain what this idiot is trying to say. Yes, I am Vincent Rennings but, he is also Vincent Rennings." I try to explain to Vanessa. Vanessa places her hand over her eyes and shakes her head.
"Ugh. This is so confusing." She says with an exasperated tone.
"Wow, she really is a terrible elite cop." Purple Guy says and laughs.
"Shut up," Vanessa says and uncovers her face to glare at Purple Guy.
"Purple Guy, stop bothering her and leave us be," I say in an annoyed tone.
"Fine, I'll go back." Purple Guy says as he enters our body and his physical form becomes part of our shadow. Vanessa looks at me in shock and confusion.
"What the heck just happened?" Vanessa asks as she looks at me with wide eyes. I let out an annoyed sigh.
"As I was saying before I was interrupted, Purple Guy is a part of me, literally. He is my dark side or other half, and everyone has a dark side or other half. Normally a person's other half can't materialize unless they have their own power to solidify or the person in question allows them to manifest. There are 4 classes of dark sides or shadows. Class 1 is the good Samaritan, who is almost as innocent as an angel and is very uncommon. Class 2 is a balance like you, for example, you have your good moments and your bad, and it's a common class to have. Class 3 are the troublemakers and psychopaths, it's another very common class. At times people, who have a Class 1, 2, or 3 shadow can turn that shadow into a Class 4, but that is highly unlikely to happen. Class 4 is when the shadow has a mind of its own and it's rare to have. Everyone's dark side is actually the exact opposite of the person in question." I explain to Vanessa.
"And what does that have to do with what just happened.?" Vanessa asks and crosses her arms. I roll my eyes at her.
"Purple Guy is actually my shadow and he is a Class 3 shadow that can take over the mind and body of their main host. In retrospect, I never wanted to kill your brothers or the other kids. Purple Guy took over my body and made me kill them. Then years later dismantled their animatronic vessels, making their souls manifest. Purple Guy got scared and ran into the room with the old rabbit costume that you saw the other night. He forgot the safety rules for the suit and put on the suit. The spring locks inside the suit came loose and here we are now." I explain leaving out the details of my slow and painful death.
"So wait you're saying that Purple Guy made you kill my brothers?" Vanessa asks.
"Yes and enough talk I'm already behind schedule," I say as I walk over to Vanessa and cover her eyes, she starts to struggle.
"What the hell, Vincent!" Vanessa yells.
"Shut up. You cannot see where we are going." I say as I make the illusion of the truck disappear and I then teleport Vanessa and her stuff outside her new room. I then switch to my Default Form and uncover Vanessa's eyes.
"Welcome to your new home for probably several years," I say as she looks around.
"Where are we?" Vanessa asks and looks at me.
"It's not important right I'll explain it to you later but, now that I held up my end of our deal, will you hold up your end?" I ask Vanessa and look her dead in the eye.
"I will," Vanessa says.
Meanwhile, an unknown figure was walking down the hallway. They stop walking as they smirk to themselves as they sense Springtrap and Vanessa's presences appear in front of the room that they prepared earlier, for when they anticipated Vanessa's arrival. They laugh a little.
"Everything is going exactly as planned. This will certainly be a nice change of pace as well as a great practice for me in the future, when I finally live up to my destiny. Though sadly I already know all the good and terrible things that will happen to everything and one around me as well as the outcome to this war. It's such a shame, really, that I know all this but, what am I to do? I really have no say in what the guy upstairs and the guy downstairs has planned for this sick game they force me to play part in. I might as well, give them a show that they will never forget, since I will be putting an end to this twisted game they have created. It's funny really, the one they created is going against them. Well, it is their fault for tampering with each others part when creating me, thus changing the game but, wasn't that always what I planned? Isn't it what fate wanted? I wonder how they could not foresee this, it's quite pathetic in my opinion." They say to no one as their eyes flash a vibrant yellow. They then continue to make their way down the dimly lit hallway. They smile to themselves, sinisterly as they say laughing.
But, for now,
Let The Games Begin and May The Best One Win