What is this? A sequel to Evil Doesn't Die?! How surprising! Anyway. Some things will be taking place in this story.

Flashbacks
Journal Entries
Musical Chapters
Lemons

Disclaimer: Phantom and Johnson belong to me! All other characters belong to the marvelous Scott Cawthon!

A man in his thirties parked in one of the employee spots, and quickly exited the car. He stared at the burning attraction, not moving at all. He saw another car park, revealing Richard Yates, also known as the Phone Guy. "Shit! Johnson, what happened?" Richard ran towards the attraction. Joseph stood still, his instincts telling him to go.

He instead followed Richard. "I'm going in." Johnson knew the risk, but he didn't want to see another Fazbear related place go down. He busted down the door, seeing the crimson flames cover the entire place. The night-guard coughed, looking for any relics. "Shit, shit, shit..." He murmured, Joseph entered the hallway containing the Bonnie prop.

He saw the deteriorated bunny stare at him, not even worrying about the fire. After a few seconds of silence, Johnson ran. Springtrap roared and chased down the night-guard, pummeling anything in his way. "You can run, but you can't hide!" The bunny taunted as Johnson hid in the office. He took a quick glance at the window, trying to see if Springtrap was there. "Come out, come out where-ever you are..." The bunny once again taunted. Johnson's entire body trembled, hearing the intimidating footsteps of Springtrap.

Johnson felt his body be pulled from the floor as he hit the wall. "You think you can hide from me?" Springtrap chuckled. Johnson spat out blood, before looking at the ceiling. "Heads up..." He murmured, as debris collapsed on the rotting animatronic. "No!" Johnson!" Springtrap shouted as Johnson continued to run. Fire soon emerged all around him, causing Johnson's vision become blurry. "Almost there!" He mumbled, before everything went black.

Fazbear's Fright: Reborn

Johnson entered the horror attraction, once again looking at the newspaper.

Reborn!

Fazbear is back, and with a huge new twist! Featuring old, burnt relics from the famous pizzeria!

Want to join our haunted crew?

Come down to the attraction! Or call: 1-800-FRITE-REBRN!

"This should be the place." Johnson mumbled. "Oh, hello there!" A man called out, Johnson looked to see who it was. He looked like he worked here. The man had the same clothing the guards wore at Freida Fazbear's. "Who are you?" Johnson asked.

"Oh! I'm Richard Yates, some call me the Phone Guy!" Johnson shook Richard's hand. "Let me lead you to the manager!" Richard exclaimed as Johnson followed him. "So, can you give me some history or something?" Johnson asked. Richard nodded. "Well, there was this pizzeria known as Freida Fazbear's Pizza Palace, it was soon destroyed. The only remaining thing of that was a night-guard and a bunny animatronic."

"So we had to make every single thing. We also found a destroyed suit, we decided to repair that. But, this is all about fright! So we took Fredbear and placed him here. Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy are all burnt somehow. But, it seems like a nice addition."

Johnson nodded. "Well, here's the office!" Richard opened the door, revealing a man in his forties signing a paper. "Who's this?" The manager asked. "I'm Johnson, I'm here to apply for the night-guard job." The manager grinned. "Well, Mr. Johnson, you're hired!" The confused Johnson dropped the newspaper. "H-hired? No paperwork?" The manager chuckled. "Just sign this!"

Johnson pulled out a pen and signed the contract, he couldn't read everything since the manager rushed him. "Well, see you at 12!" The manager closed the door, leaving an excited Richard and a confused Johnson. "So, like he said, 12 AM! See ya!" Johnson nodded, as he twiddled his thumbs.

Fazbear's Fright Reborn - 12 AM

Johnson entered the horror attraction, seeing his office. "So, this is where I'll work..." He said to himself as he sat in the chair. Johnson opened the laptop, giving him the full layout of where the cameras are placed. He switched to the one at the top, revealing a burnt Freddy, and Chica. Foxy and Bonnie had no damage to them. The night-guard switched to CAM 02, revealing Springtrap and... "Who the hell is that?" Johnson questioned, squinting. The bunny was burnt, the left arm was showing nothing but endoskeleton.

Springtrap faced the camera, so did the other bunny. The feed went static, revealing words. Johnson read them.

Phantom.

The night-guard pulled down the monitor, revealing a crimson fox at the doorway. "SHIT!" Johnson screamed, he flashed his light many times trying to ward off the fox. "Mister, what are you doing?" The fox asked, in her luxurious voice. "Hiding the corner." Johnson replied. The fox approached the trembling night-guard. Even though Johnson was scared, he couldn't help but notice the fox's body. Her hips were perfect.

He gained enough confidence to tell her his name. Johnson stood up, he shook the fox's hand. "My name is Johnson, yours?" She giggled. "Johnson's a cute name, call me Foxy." Johnson smiled, thinking he just made a new friend at this horror attraction. "Foxy!" He heard a gruff voice yell, Foxy sulked. "Well, I have to go. Nice meeting you!" Foxy ran off. Johnson sighed and sat back down in his chair.

A bunch of words in the color red blocked Johnson's vision. A headache soon struck him, Johnson clasped his head, falling down to the floor. "Agh!" He cried in pain, the only words he could make out was: Remember me and I'm back.

Johnson had a pretty good idea who it was. The same burnt bunny entered the office, picking Johnson up. "Remember me?" The bunny growled, Johnson shook his head. "I am Phantom!" Phantom threw Johnson at the desk, causing the fan to fall to the floor. "Ugh..."

"I came back, Johnson."

"Yeah, I know Mike." Johnson replied, looking at Phantom. The burnt bunny stood still, staring at the night-guard. "You still remember me?" Phantom asked, Johnson chuckled as he coughed out blood. "How long have you been in that suit?" Johnson asked as he started to stand up. "Thirty years..." Phantom replied. "Well, you seem pretty damaged. Still hate me for killing you?"

"No, did you get the note?" Phantom questioned, Johnson nodded.

"Yeah, I still have it. But I decided to leave the force, then my girlfriend broke up with me, causing me to lose a lot of money." Johnson awkwardly coughed. "Well, this is where I've been. A year after I died, they brought me here. I was forced to posses this suit. Anger covered my sight, those people who came here, I... killed them." Phantom sulked.

Johnson sat back down in his chair, "I want to show you something." Phantom moved behind the night-guard, watching the camera feed. Johnson tapped CAM 10, revealing Freddy, Chica, Bonnie, and Foxy. Phantom gasped at the sight of his lover. "How...?" Johnson shrugged. "Well, let's go meet them then!" Phantom exclaimed, grabbing Johnson's hand. "Wait! No!" It was too late, the burnt bunny's strength was over nine-thousand. Phantom ran to the robot's starting place, dragging Johnson along with him.

The burnt bunny opened the door, seeing the gang. "She's deactivated." Johnson coughed, Phantom frowned. "I can re-activate her." The burnt bunny got behind Bonnie, opening her panel. He flipped the switch up, a sound of whirring echoed throughout the halls. Bonnie's eyes flickered. "Wh-where am I?" She questioned in that soft voice that Mike always loved. "Who are you?" She backed up in fear, seeing Phantom.

"Remember that night-guard you loved? Michael Kenneth Schmidt? It's me." Phantom smiled. Bonnie gasped, before pulling the burnt bunny in a gigantic hug. "You don't know how much I missed you!" She gave Phantom a soft peck on the cheek. "I missed you too..." Phantom closed his eyes, savoring this moment. The trio heard Foxy chuckle, as she revealed herself. "Is this the man ya' miss, BonBon?" The crimson fox questioned, seeing Phantom and Bonnie hugging.

Johnson walked away, leaving Foxy, Bonnie, and Phantom do their thing. He pulled out his cell-phone and called Richard. "Alright, they seem to have my trust. Phantom is indeed Michael Schmidt." The night-guard had a feeling that everything would go according to plan.

"Alright, Johnson. Remember, if any of them attack you, you have the permission to eliminate them. Whenever you have the chance to kill the manager, do it. Tell him I called this good old fashion revenge."

"Alright." Johnson hung up, going back to his office.

Thursday

This is Johnson writing, well, it's been a week ever since I've been assigned this job. Richard says that we have to kill the manager for not paying us back. My boss says it must be done, and that we have to burn the place.

Burning the place means that I have to kill Phantom, Bonnie, and Foxy. I can't... but, still, my job, my responsibility.