A few notes before you read this:
I WAS TOLD TO TAKE THE INTERVIEW STORIES DOWN BECAUSE THEY WERE DEEMED TOO GRAPHIC! I AM RE-UPLOADING THEM TO STAND MY GROUND AS A WRITER AS I TOOK MY OWN TIME TO WRITE THEM! I HAVE RE-EDITED THEM IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, THEN JUST LEAVE! IT'S AS SIMPLE AS THAT! I DON'T GO AROUND TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO/WRITE!
I've decided to make Bonnie a female, no real reason but it just feels right for the progression of the story.
The design of the characters will be chunky (Flashbacks) just like the game but the upgrades will be slick, new and modern. (Toy Versions)
This will contain foul language and the odd graphic written violence. It is 18+ (M Rated) for a reason.
Most elements and backstory of the game will be in this but turned into my own version.
If you don't like it, fine but please give me reasons why and not just "That's shit!" etc etc...
I am writing this as the second game/sequel was announced so sorry if I've missed a few things...so if your now reading this after the games have come out…that's why…
Golden Freddie isn't in this (Sorry)
The point of FanFiction is I can make the characters do anything, so don't moan if a character is OOP or OTT
I don't own the game. All rights/Characters/ belong to Scott Cawthon but only this story and two characters (John and Daniel) belong to me.
JUNE 2014
The pizza parlour was empty, cleaned after another successful day of parties, millions of balloons, cakes, happiness and joy. Michael Schmidt, or Mike for short, was locking up the parlour. The rest of the employers were already gone and once again Mike was doing the night shift, a job he had been at for quite some time now and he loved it, it was his favourite part of the day, locking up, turning that key meaning it was official that his shift had started. 12am. On the dot. He loved the idea of being on his own... to some extent at least but Mike new that if he ever felt lonely, he'd always have someone to talk to. He didn't go straight to his office this time, where he'd monitor the camera's but instead sat down at one of the booths closer to these animatronic characters that were the signature of the parlour: Freddy's Fazbears Emporium. He looked at them with interest. Freddy was a bear, the one kids loved, the main guy, the guy who greets the kids, a simple brown finish over his body and moveable arms, black bow tie around and holding a microphone. Bonnie was a bunny, well-built purple with hint of blue and rosy cheeks and looked very cuddly, she was holding a red electric guitar. Chica the chicken was the most beautiful thing Mike had ever seen, a bright yellow coat on her slim, near curvy body and the breast plate sticking out smoothly, and those beautiful eyes pierced through his. He always had feelings for her but they could never be...it was just insane. Mike never stopped looking at Chica, maybe he lost his sanity from all the nights working here but at the end of the day, he didn't care, he seemed Chica looked to...adultish for kids, maybe a little to sexy but still cute enough for the kids to love.
Mike then looked over to the cove part of the parlour, normally used for pirate themes and saw Foxy the Pirate fox, a chiche of every pirate, down to his eye patch, left hooked hand and striped shirt with torn like shorts. His head looking down at the floor, looking sad. Mike sighed and walked over to the non-moving fox and patted him on the back
MIKE:Wasn't used again, huh? Look, don't worry, Foxy, it'll be alright. You should be happy. Remember? We got him! We got the son of a bitch! He's dead and we got him, we're hero's...
Just then Mike's phone went off, after a few seconds he answered it.
MIKE:Hello? ...Oh, ok... your outside now?...Yep, not a problem, I'll let you in just bear with me for a second... (Hangs up, walked up to Freddy, Bonnie and Chica) Right, that's him, he's here. If you guys could...hold your urges just for a little while, that'll be great...
The animatronics didn't respond nor move, they just stayed in their same beginning positions. Mike went over to the door and unlocked and opened it and there stood was another man, in a trenchcoat.
STRANGER:Mike? Mike Schmidt?
MIKE:Yes...
STRANGER:Wow, the Mike Schmidt. It's an honour to meet you. (They shake hands)
MIKE:The honour is all mine, come in... can I get you a drink?
STRANGER:No, I'm good, thanks. Where can we do this?
MIKE:Over there, near the stage will do.
STRANGER:Right, ok.
A few minutes later, the Stranger had set up what he wanted to do. On the table were loads of tapes, along with a tape recorder and a video camera, pointing towards Mike, who was sitting down. The Stranger adjusted the camera and was in perfect focus, not only did he have Mike in frame but Freddy the Bear as well. The auto focus was still catching the picture but then the Stranger noticed that Freddy's eyes moved, this startled the man and he took a step away from the camera and looked up at Freddy but his eyes were back to normal, as if they hadn't moved.
MIKE:Something wrong?
STRANGER:(Puzzled) Uh...(Looks back a the camera) ...No...I thought...? No, it was nothing, maybe a glitch in the camera...anyway, everything is all set and ready to go but before I go and record, I just want to say it's an honour meeting the guy who caught the killer...I mean, it was a 26 year old case and even the police couldn't catch him...you can understand why I'm excited about this and getting an exclusive interview with you.
MIKE:Well...I wouldn't say it was JUST me...I mean...
STRANGER:Ah, modest...I like that.
MIKE:Let's just say, I had a little helping hand.
STRANGER:Right, ok...well, let's get started then, shall we? (Pushes the record button on camera and tape recorders) Date is 19/06/14 I'm Daniel Kanes and I'm here with the hero of the hour, Mike Schmidt, the man who caught and stopped John, who infamously killed four children by luring them with a Freddy Fazbear and horribly and brutally murdered these poor children by stuffing them into animatronic robots 26 years ago, of course these robots are brand new and since been a joy to children everywhere but the police never had any clues, a case that was closed, until this man showed them the light. Welcome Mike.
MIKE:Thank you.
STRANGER:Now, Mike...the question on everybody's mind is how...how can a simple night watchman, like yourself solve the mystery of Freddy Bear killer?
MIKE:Well, where shall I start? I could give you the simple, quick story but I think to understand this, I'd have to go back to the beginning...the bite of 1987...