"SPRINGTRAP! There's a-" Stanley charged into the room, only to stop mid-sentence as he saw Jackie. "Oh god…"

Springtrap charged Jeremy from behind, after Bonnie quickly punched the human in the throat, only to have Bonnie standing between the golden rabbit and the human.

"Out of the way, bunny." Springtrap snarled, beyond furious. Beyond…

...insanity…

"This man is no threat." Bonnie said, crouching in defensive posture.

"I said, get OUT. OF. THE. WAY." Springtrap yelled, clenching his fists so hard he ripped the cloth loosely hanging over his metal frame.

It was just then he realized how much he had lost.

His life, his body, his soul.

It was then he realized that he had lost his sanity along with Jackie.

"You don't need to kill this man."

"Oh, but I want to." Springtrap said, extending his claws and preparing to lunge at Bonnie.

"You don't need to. He's no threat." Springtrap glared at Bonnie. Bonnie looked calmly back. The two rabbits were locked in a stare-down.

Mangle fought the foxes easily, despite the count being two against one. After all, she was rebuilt for combat, made to be a true killing machine. She quickly managed to disarm both Foxy and Vixey as; after all, their swords were just stage props. Her claws were sharp, and could do some serious damage if she used them right. And she sure knew how to use them.

Jeremy fell to the floor as Bonnie punched him. Mangle heard the slap of hit flesh and turned her head.

"JEREMY!" she shrieked. The shriek was mixed with spurts of garble, but was still recognizable as the former night guard's name.

While the torn-up fox animatronic was distracted, Vixey took the chance to deliver a quick roundhouse kick to the side of her head. This knocked Mangle out, leaving her in the dust. The two triumphant foxes looked at her, and then each other. They high-fived.

"Jackie, Jackie, stay with me." Stanley whispered, his hand on her chest. "Jackie, can you move your legs?"

"Are you asking me to dance?" she whispered before closing her eyes.

"No, Jackie!" Springtrap ran up to the two as fast as he could, ignoring the bursts of pain, and glared at Stanley. He'd given up on getting to Jeremy. Bonnie wasn't going to let his older counterpart kill the man who shot his friends.

"This is your fault. Get away from her." The ancient rabbit snarled.

"She's dying. I'm the only one who can fix her. Do you know what a split fuelline does to an animatronic?" Stanley hissed, gesturing to the hairline crack in a pipe that the bullet had brushed by.

"I surely do."

"Then you know how important these next few minutes are."

"I don't care, you're not the one who's fixing her."

"Everyone's so mad…" The little dog whispered.

"It's okay, kid." A new voice interjected. A small blue archaeopteryx animatronic had somehow snuck into the group. Her eyes had gone back from red to yellow as she had seen the blue Jack Russel be shot and had regretted wanting to kill the innocent pup. She now knew that she had nothing to do with Jack.

"Sif?" Jackie whispered slowly. It was obvious she was running out of power.

"Get away from her, Stanley." Springtrap said, pushing him aside with a clawed hand.

"No. Jackie, please… you can't die… I- I love you." Stanley said, oblivious to Springtrap's words.

"I said that you are to get away from her. It's your fault."

"But-"

"GO!" Springtrap roared, shoving him aside.

Stanley ran, crying from the room. Inside a small room full of plushies, he found a large box. He needed somewhere to hide and cry, so he climbed inside and shut the lid. As he cried, he heard a voice.

"Shhhhh… It'll be okay."

A glow revealed a black, thin, humanoid animatronic in a snow white mask with purple streaks running down from the eyes like it to had been crying. It placed a hand on Stanley's shoulder.

"It'll be alright." it smiled kindly. "Now, tell me everything that happened…"

…

Springtrap glared at the other animatronics, who stared at him.

"What are you looking at? While you're at it, get out yourselves! Leave me and Jackie to the peaceful existence we had before he came along!" Springtrap bellowed, pointing at Jeremy.

Bonnie backed away and picked up Jeremy, who still lay unconscious on the floor. Mangle lay in the corner, her head leaning against the wall. Foxy saw Bonnie picking up the night guard who had caused them all so much trouble and knew, that despite the damage Mangle had done, they had to show her mercy as well. He lifted Mangle, ready to take her out of the room. Everyone was ready to run. They left quickly, but Sif turned and looked at Jackie one more time before running with the main animatronics.

Springtrap looked at Jackie and tears of blood and oil ran down his snout. Jackie's powercore had stopped releasing its faint buzz of power. She had died while he had been chasing away the other animatronics. He let out a long and wild howl of pain and misery that sounded like a wolf was being slowly impaled.

When he had finished, he placed her inside a crate of straw before nailing down the lid. She was no longer here, and he would never see her again. His right eye twitched, sent out a few sparks, and began leaking oil again.

And as he began to cry again, he heard a voice in his head, venomous and dripping with evil. "Hello, Springtrap. We have been watching you for some time, and we remember who you truly are. The man who killed your Jackie is still alive, and it's because of Freddy's band. We miss you Springtrap. Will you avenge your Jackie, return to us? Will you come back to the ones who understand you?" Springtrap's eyes wandered to Jackie's crate and remembered Jackie's innocent little laugh, how much joy she had brought him. How quickly Jeremy had ended it. He heard the final question. "Will you return to your days of murder?"

And he knew with certainty that his answer was one he would stick by. "I will."

He stood up, grabbing the MP5 that Jeremy had dropped and loading the mag back in. He also grabbed the butterfly knife, spinning in on his finger and flipping it open. He scraped the blade against his shoulder, sharpening it. He could only wait so long...

Author's note: This is the end of Springtrap and Jackie. I can't believe it... I feel like I've been working on this story my entire life even though it was only about half a year. Why is it that so many stories I write end in tragedy?

Anyway, I'd better give credit where credit is due. Thanks to iNsAn3 Cr3aTuR3 and DragonWhisper23 for lending Vixey and Sif to the story. Special thanks to King Domino 3 and Jackiechu for all the help. And the biggest thanks I can give is to you, the reader! I was (and still am!) blown away by all of the support I got for this story. I wasn't expecting many people to come to this story. I expected only a tiny fraction would enjoy it. And you have no idea how happy I am to have your support. You guys quite literally saved my life. While I was writing chapter 7 I went through a serious rough patch in my life and I was thinking about ending it. But you all kept me from that. After taking advice from KD3, I talked to my family and my friends about my feelings and they helped me through it. If it weren't for you, dear reader, I might not have been here typing these words. Thank you. And for all you folk who are sad about Springtrap and Jackie ending, don't worry! After all, Sif never found Jack…

This is your friend, WolfByDaylight, signing out until next story. PEACE!

King Domino III's note:

Hi guys,

I know this isn't my story, but I feel like I need to write a note anyway.

A few months ago, back when the FNAF community on this site was a lot smaller, I found Springtrap and Jackie on the front page. I was enticed by the story, but I saw it could need a few corrections. I asked if I could edit, and I was overjoyed when Wolf said yes.

Over my time working on this story, I have seen it grow and mature, take on different tones, and seen the enormous love you guys have for it. I speak on behalf of both of us, even though Wolf's already said it, that this story has been great to work on.

Now, since Wolf was too lazy to do it, here's a list of the people who have supported this story by reviewing. These reviews have kept me and Wolf going (or me, at least!), and you should all know that reviewing constructively is the best thing you can do for a story.

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"Cuius ut ad finem tendere, nisi litterarum faciunt." The story may draw to a close, but the characters never do.

If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.

-Puck, A midsummer night's dream