Prologue

There was unsettlingly silences in the darken room he sat in. Rubbing his sweaty hands on his face, trying to wipe away tears. He was shivering from pure fear. Now the heat was truly on him. He knew what he had done wrong, it was everywhere, pasted on every newspaper headline, his picture was everywhere. But why did it had to lead to this? All this madness had finally stopped. However it had grave consequences, nothing was going to be the same now; he knew that once he was hauled here and locked in this empty room.

But why did it go so wrong? Everything changed within a minute, the world was heavy and started to collapse and it felt like it had fallen on top of him. It started as a joke, something he had done many times before. He stared at his Mask in lap, that was red and shaped like a Fox, something he idolised at times. But now it was covered in blood stains, each blood stain was a reminder staring and burning into his very being. The guilt was getting at him and tearing into his mind.

His silver eyes darted up when he heard the door creek open, the light came in shortly before it was closed again, the light crept in but vanished like his hope did. The man coming from outside the room approached him, making him tense up.

He had feared ever since he was here that he was coming. But now as he got more closer to him with each step of his heavy boots, He was more scared and he began to fear everything would end in him being sent away from his family and friends to jail for the "so-called" crime he had committed, he was fully unaware! This was all unfair!

Finally the Man came and sat down on the opposite side of him on the old wooden chair like the one the teen sat on, he turned on the desk lamp light. Revealing he was a strong man, he had short brown hair and green eyes, he wore a black coat and a grey fedora on his head which he prided was his favourite hat.

"So." He said quietly growling at the teenager, his eyes showed that inside, he was burning with anger and fury at him, sending him quivering down to his bones.

"S-so what?" He asked shaking uncontrollably from fear knowing who this man was. It meant he was in more trouble than he first thought. This Man was so powerful and was well known for ending criminals in gruesome ways, he didn't even show pity to teens his age for petty crimes like robbery and breaking property, but surely he wasn't a criminal nor he had committed a crime in question.

"Do you know who I am?" The man questioned holding his hands together flatly in front of himself to show he was unarmed with any weapons, but he had a feeling in this area of work, he would have some training in hand to hand combat.

"Well... N-no." He lied hoping that would get him less looking angry at him.

"I am Lance Stone. Chief and Head of the police." He gestured at his chief badge, "I've worked my job before you were even born. I'm here for a good reason on the count of what has happened following the events of a couple of days ago. What is your full name?" Lance presented a file and placed it under the light so he could read and match the details.

"I'm Terrance... Terrance Peterson..." He lowered his head in fear.

"Your Profile says you are 14 years old. Is that correct?" He opened the file and looked at his file seeing all known details about him including his name, age, height and where he lived.

"Yes." He answered.

"Your Parents are named Dean and Zara, and you have a little sister called Holly Right?" He looked at images of his parents seeing their faces and what looked similar between them and their oldest son.

"They are."

"They must be so disappointed and angry at your recent behaviour and actions, Terrance." He shook his head.

"B-but I didn't know that could happen!" He yelled freaking out.

"Shut up." He ordered pointing his finger at him sternly, "You listen to me. I will send you to a teen prison if I have to. I will even send you to an adult prison if I have to because you might be sentences for 10 year for this murder."

"N-no! I can't go to prison for a joke right?! It was a joke! It wasn't murder!" He barked scared now.

"You can be charged with accepted murder."

"Murder?! That wasn't even close to it! S-sir. I swear it was a stupid accident and it will never happen again."

"I'll Make sure that this will never be repeated Peterson, because you will be declared a threat."

"A threat?! No! No!" Terrance screamed in horror never wanting for it to go this far.

"And If you are a labeled as a threat to minors. You will not allowed to be near any children under the age of ten."

"But My cousin and my sister are under the age of ten!"

"I don't care. You won't be allowed near them if the charges go ahead."

"You can't do that." Terrance shook his head, "that's horrible to seperate me from my little sister, and all because... because of this mess I didn't mean to cause."

"Now. I have to ask. What happened from your point of view. Every detail down to what actually happened leading up to this." He told him.

"Well it was My brother's tenth birthday... Everyone was there... Including my cousin."

"It says here that your Younger Cousin Finn Thomas Sullivan saw it happen, his age is five."

"Yes. Well me and my friends-"

"What are their names Terrance?"

"Well... The one who was dressed in the Freddy mask was Kevin. Then one who was Bonnie was Robert... Chica was Daniella.. she prefers to be called Dan..."

"I'm seeing that your friends have been arrested also and they are being questioned. But I wanted to question you especially since you are what we call the "ringleader" of the gang."

"Anyway. I Saw Chris and his friend talking about getting that Plushtrap Toy everyone has. I think he's jealous because Finn got a special one for his birthday from our grandfather. I wanted to scare him into leaving because I thought he was wasting stupid time."

"Kid cut to the chase now." Lance said just as the door swung open and a little red haired boy came into the room.

"George? What are you doing here?!" He looked at the little boy.

"I can't find my Safety Teddy daddy. Mommy said you had it." He said.

"I gave to Joshua. Go find him and ask for it. Okay Buddy? Daddy's busy with his job. Then go and find your Mom. She should be waiting for you outside somewhere. We can go get some ice cream later if you want."

"Okay Daddy!" George agreed walking away from the room.

"Is that your kid?" Terrance asked.

"If you must know:Yes he is my Son. His Name is George Stone. He's 3 years old. He's scared of everything without his Teddy around... and he's the reason why I don't want you smart-arsed teenager fuckers running around and scaring innocent kids for kicks." He warned about how deeply he loved his own son and how far he would go to keep him save and sound, "Now keep on telling me."

"Well me and my friends decided scare him. We took him towards Fredbear and the stage. Despite the rules saying people were not allowed near the stage when they were performing. I knew he had a huge phobia of animatronics."

"How did this phobia start I might ask?" Lance asked grabbing his notepad and taking a few notes.

"Back when Chris was five. Our Grandpa took us to see early designs of Fredbear and Spring Bonnie. He experimented with the spring lock suits."

"You are aware those suits are dangerous Terrance?" He rose his eyebrow hearing the familiar term.

"Not at the time no. It was in 1982. Chris saw our grandpa putting a man into a suit during the experiment, then the man inside tried to cuddle Chris. But he ran away and hid because he was scared. Then off course the man decided to chase him. Then the man started to scream really loudly... And we saw something red drip out of the suits cracks, he was screaming for help in his language."

"And what did he speak?"

"He spoke Greek. Since My grandpa was from Greece, he knew the man needed help. Since he couldn't speak proper English. He relied on him to translate anything he said into english." Terrance explained, "But they rushed him away with him screaming loudly. Chris has been scared since then. Believing every animatronic has a human inside wanting to kill him. I think this is where his nightmares come from. I remembered Finn being there. But Finn was only about a few months old. He wouldn't have remembered it and even took notice." He remembered his red hair and golden honey eyes younger cousin Finn Sullivan being there, but he remembered him in a stroller wearing a diaper with his mother, Terrance's aunt, Rosalyn Sullivan and Finn's Young Father, Ben Sullivan.

"Strange about your family." Lance nodded.

"Anyway. We decided to stuff Chris into the mouth of Fredbear then-"

"Let me guess. His jaw crushed his skull causing internal brain damage. Most of it being his frontal lobe section." He pointed on a paper, then he lifted it up showing him, "This the Doctor's report from Doctor King. It highlights what Fredbear did to Chris because of your joke."

"But I swear Mr Stone it was an accident! A sick joke! I didn't mean for Chris to go to hospital."

"And because of you. Chris's future is looking grim and short unless a miracle happens overnight. Also I wanted to mention a report given to me."

"From who?!" He barked surprised.

"From your aunt Rosalyn Sullivan." He laid the paper in front of him, "Surprisingly, Her Son Finn is currently having nightmares about the incident in question. Also He drew a disturbing picture and had shown it to other kids at his play group. Now he and his mother are banned from coming back because of the image. And she also pointed out to me she's still four months pregnant in her second pregnancy, so what have you got to say?"

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean for it to end this way! I never meant it to end this way! But Chris will be alright... Right?" He asked, tearing up.

"In the report I got from the doctors it said his level of brain activity is dropping. Meaning that it could end in the most horrible way." Lance nodded firmly.

"What does it mean now?" Terrance looked desperate for the chiefs final orders and answers to his questions.

"It means your free. For now. It's possible you could be patrolled by police." Lance tipped down his hat to cover some parts of his forehead, "Don't let me catch you doing something like this ever again. Or it'll be cuffs for you, I don't reward second chances easily..."

"But I'm not dangerous. I swear Sir. It was a complete accident and It'll never happen again!" He grabbed his forehead as he began to cry heavily, Lance started to look at the kid with pity.

"Alright. You're broken now. Just leave. I'll talk to your parents later. Go and See Chris. See your Mom. She must be worried sick about you." Lance pointed at the door, Terrance nodded still wiping his tears. He walked towards the door and opened it, going outside. As soon as he left he was meant by an angry glare from his father.

His Father was a Lawyer. And a good one indeed. He always wore a suit and tie. Even to a public place like the super market. He had dark brown hair and dark silver eyes that looked down at his son in shame.

"You finally get out?" He snarled shivering, his fist was clenched heavily, "Is this good enough for your sick games...? Is that thirst finally gone or do you want more out of your games? What do you have to say for yourself young man?" He started to make his son feel extreme fear.

"I'm sorry dad." Terrance spoke simply frighten now, his father had never looked so angry that it practically burnt into his soul.

"SORRY IS NOT GONNA FIX THIS!" He yelled striking Terrance's face with his curled fist, he fell to the floor, crying from pain, he wiped blood away from his mouth just as his Father took another swing at him. He had never hit him before, he must have really messed up now if in his father's eyes he deserved to be hit.

"Dean stop it!" His mother said, unlike his father. His mother had Blondish-Brownish Hair with Blue eyes, she wore a yellow dress and flat shoes. She held her husband back from their son as he regained his footing and stood up.

"Zara don't you understand what he has done?! He's killed Chris! Our Boy is going die because of his sick jokes! We should never have ignored Chris when he told us Terrance was locking him in his room and teasing him!"

"He didn't know this would happen Dean, and siblings always fight, I had a good share of fights with my sister." Zara told him rubbing his clenched fist, now making him relaxed, he still stared with hatred. "It was my fault I should I kept a better eye on Chris. I should Have seen the signs. My sister did tell me he acted weird."

"But this is a disaster! Chris isn't even a teen yet he's in danger of dying!"

"Dean. Please behave. Terrance. Would you like to see Chris today?" His mother asked.

"O-okay Mom. I'm sorry."

"I know sweetie. I'm just glad you came to your senses now and realised what you did wrong." She rubbed his face, "Besides. You'll get to see your cousin too and My sister."

"Why would Finn be there?" Terrance asked as they walked out of the building.

"My Sister couldn't find a Babysitter. Plus Finn wrote a card he wants to give to Chris."

It wasn't long before they arrived at the local hospital, Terrance nervously held back tears and held onto his Foxy mask, looking at how such small splatters of blood where still on there from that day. They would always haunt him.

"Mr and Mrs Peterson? You can go and see your son now." One of the Nurses told them. They followed her to the room where they would see the ten year old for the first time in many days since the accident.

Terrance felt like screaming when he saw what he had seen. His Little brother. Lying lifeless On a bed. He had a breathing mask over his face and a heart motion next to his bed beating slowly. His Forehead was bandaged heavily and showed faint tints of Crimson Red that was his own blood still coming from his head.

"Oh my poor baby..." Zara let tears come to her eyes seeing her son like this was her worst nightmare. She rubbed his hand then breathed her warm breath onto it. Hoping it would cause a reaction. "Mommy's here for you Chris..."

"Zara." She turned and saw her sister. A young woman with long and curly black hair with honey coloured eyes, she wore a large dark blue shirt that covered her growing belly with a dark green skirt and long boots.

"Rosalyn." She said crying and going to hug her sister, she embraced her hug and rubbed he back as she sobbed loudly. "What am I going to do?! What am I going to tell mom and dad! They won't be excepting this!"

"You have to tell them the truth Zara. They'll find out themselves otherwise. They will."

"So where's Ben today?" Dean noticed the absences of Finn's Father, Ben Sullivan, he couldn't see the red head in sight, and knowing he had very familiar shade of red hair that was able to seen from miles away, he just couldn't see the young father of Finn and Rosalyn's soon to be born second child.

"Ben's at home. He wanted to get a head start on the nursery." She whispered into her sister's ear.

"Oh but that's still months away why is he jumping onto it now?!"

"Well he found a rat living in the room so he's called an exterminator. He wants to give the room a base coat of white. We both want to keep the gender a surprise."

Terrance was listening to those words, hopefully when his new baby cousin came in a few months, he would be able let he or she hear about how good he was from him and Chris... That is if he pulled through...

"That's good but we need to remember Chris." Dean pointed out, not aware someone was peeking around the conner from the door. This man had misty silver eye with faint tints of lavender around in a sparkle, he was quiet enough for no one to notice him.

"Hello!" Finn said to him, startling him and making him turn around to hide.

"Finn honey? What is it?" Rosalyn asked curious almost wanting to kneel down but her belly had prevent those actions.

"It's that man from Fredbears!" Finn exclaimed.

"William?" Rosalyn asked as the young man came out from hiding, he looked very shyly at her and everyone else in the room.

"H-hello there." He said shyly.

"William you don't need to be scared. Me and My father welcome you as a family member. You know we'll always be there for you."

"And I still want to repay you for what your Family did for me.." William admitted.

"Anytime William. You know my son. Finn."

"I heard your going to have another child." William pointed out the fact he had been listening in longer than she first thought.

"Yes."

"R-Rosalyn." He said shivering, "I'm going to lose my job."

"What?" She asked

"I'm going to lose my job because of what happened! The company is going to be shut down! I'll be broke again!"

"William , My father will be more than happy to help you find another job working for him. And I will too, you won't go broke."

"But this is horrible! I loved Chris like he was my own son! I was the one who unlocked the closet when he got locked in and I gave him that Fredbear Plush toy he loves!" He yanked the plushie from behind his back showing them the old toy.

"So you gave it to him?" Terrance asked.

"You caused this. Don't talk to me!" He yelled angrily pointed him at him.

"William. It was an accident." Rosalyn spoke defending Terrance.

"You're defending a criminal?" William asked.

"He's not!" Zara yelled at him, "He's an innocent 14 year old boy and he doesn't deserve this!"

"William . Please don't blame him. We still love him despite what's happened. My mother always told me you can forgive your kids for even the most horrible of crimes, and the reason is because you always see them as a sweet little child."

"Terrance did nothing wrong William. I won't have you coming in here and yelling at my family!" Zara yelled at him

"Mr and Mrs Peterson." The nurse said, "The doctor wants to talk to you both privately."

"Okay" Zara and Dean walked away following her outside the door.

"Poor Chris." Rosalyn said looking at him, "I'm sorry Terrance. I don't blame you. This was an accident and you know it was."

"Thanks aunt."

"No problem sweetie." Rosalyn nodded, she felt Finn tug on her skirt whining, "Oh I have to go help Finn. I think he needs to go to the bathroom. Stay William please." She walked away, Finn followed her. Leaving Terrance with William.

"Such a sweet little Boy." William said grabbing a lock of Chris's Hair, he rubbed it with his fingers softly, he looked at him almost crying seeing he was in pain. Although he didn't show it. He knew he in pain.

William took out the Fredbear plushie, looking at it for a few seconds and remembering back to his own childhood. He remembered all the events after both of his Parents were murdered when he was a baby. He was adopted by other parents he didn't like, so he ran away from home and met the young Ben Sullivan, at the time Vincent was ten years old while Ben was only just a new employee in the fire department, he took him back to his house, when he was dating Rosalyn. After many years, Ben and Rosalyn helped William get pass what he had faced in his past and get back on track with his life. He got a job with Fredbear Family Diner when he turned 17.

It was hopeful to hear Ben was having another son, but now these were dark times that reminded him of his parents.

And now it was happening again. Chris was slipping away...

William let a few tears fall onto Fredbear's fur before he gently lifted up Chris's arm and placed Fredbear in his grasp, placing his hand back, he backed away. When he saw this picture. It broke him more.

His brother did this... He had murdered him... He'd never enjoy life again.

"I hope you're happy." William cried softly sniffing, he warned Terrance who was backing away as William got closer to him, "You're sick joke has gotten me fired. And you've killed him. I hope you live happily now Peterson." He gripped his shoulder squeezing them tightly.

"Let me go." Terrance said fearing for his safety again.

"I HOPE YOU DIE IN A FIRE YOU BASTARD!" He shoved him into the wall sobbing now, Terrance hit the wall hardly rubbing the back of his neck while William fell to the floor crying tears and holding himself on the ground.

Terrance managed to get back up, he with complete silence walked towards Chris hearing his heart struggling to beat. Broke his heart.

"I-I don't know if you can Hear me... But I'm Sorry..." He lowered his head and grabbed his hand, "I'm so sorry Chris. I didn't mean for this to happen. But I will help you! I promise!" He tried to stay happy but he was failing badly. This uncertainty is what brought it on, all these insecurities existed in him now.

Within a few seconds of saying that, he started to sob, then he heard the worst thing ever...

...

...

...

The machine had flatlined.

"C-Chris?" Terrance asked crying more now, "Chris?!" He grabbed his shoulder and shook him, causing for his Fredbear and fall out of his grasp and onto the floor.

William looked over, his eye got thin when he saw what had happened, he got up and rushed over.

"Chris!" He yelled, he didn't know what to do, he grabbed his forehead and tugged on his hair, "CHRIS?!"

"Oh dear!" The nurse rushed back in with Terrance's parents, shortly after Rosalyn returned with Finn.

While the nurse tried to get Chris's heart started again, Terrance looked over at the scene he had created because of his joke.

His mother was sobbing loudly and His Father was holding her close while she screamed.

Rosalyn fell into the nearest chair and clasped he mouth, she began to cry with Finn crawling up next to her to cuddle her, giving her comfort.

William was holding the Fredbear Plushie in his gasp, he was almost snarling angrily and growling with his darken face showing no emotion other than anger... he then threw down the plush toy and abandoned it, walking away.

The doctor came in and told the nurse to read the current time, he then write that down as his death time, Terrance was shaking and crying as the doctor removed his mask then threw his blanket over his face then wheeled his bed away. Never to be seen again.

Two years after Chris' death, William was still grieving and drinking. That's all he did these days.

He had lost contact with the family, he didn't give a shit to be honest, they were a goody-two shoes family for not outcasting their son. He murdered someone and he wasn't even eighteen yet! How outrageous is that?!

He sat alone in his purple car, drinking to lose sense and numb the pain of his heavy depression cloud hanging over him, his eyes rolled and he saw a little girl staring at a window crying. How annoying he thought, why couldn't she stop crying the whiny little bitch.

I will give her something to really cry about... He thought as he opened the door and exited his car holding a sharpen knife in his hand.

When he came to again, he was in his car covered in blood around his hands, he then looked out the window, where he saw the now dead black haired girl on the sidewalk, her blood in a big puddle around her. Her eyes were forever fixed in fear. She did struggle for a bit, but only for a bit, then she allowed him to finish his job, plunging the knife deep into her chest. He possibly broke her ribs by the sheer force he threw behind the knife. He covered her mouth as she screamed and shook violently from blood lost.

His lips curled into a smile. He still felt that rush. That beautiful rush, she was dead. He killed her.

He had the strength.

He had the strength to do anything!

He could...

He could...

He started to chuckle at mere thought as he took off the handbrake and stomped down on the pedal, driving away.

The thought of murder... Terrance loved his family...

He also loved his cousin...

And he was weak...

Defenceless at the right times...

This would be beautiful, like how that girl died in on the sidewalk, no one bothering to check if she was alright. No one would care if a child was to go missing one day and never return.

Except Terrance, who would jump of a bridge...

Oh he loved that thought...

UPDATES 15th OF AUGUST 2017:

*Changed Terrance's Father's name and appearance so he didn't share Rebecca's father's name and also so he could match Terrance's appearance a little more

*Changed a few words and did some editing

*added a few sentences on some paragraphs.

*Changed George's Age to 3 so he is 32 in 2016

*Made Rosalyn pregnant with Felix rather than him existing at this time since he is born in 1998. This takes place a few weeks after the bite.

*changed Vincent's hair appearance a little.

UPDATE 6TH OF JANUARY 2018:

*did more editing (I'm embarrassed that I missed some serious mistakes in my my first edit! Hopefully it's better now)

*removed some phrases that didn't make senses,

*added some new phrases in so the writing looks better

*decided to change Vincent's name to William.

*Added the ending where William murders the child from the FNAF 2 mini game who eventually becomes the puppet (I have named my version of the child, Melody).