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Chapter 1- epiphany

Vincent's apartment

9:11 PM

"So remember the number, and you'll get your own snuggie absolutely free of charge tod-"

Vincent shut down the T.V and sighed as he took his purple trenchcoat off, and used it as a blanket as he sat on the couch. Life had gotten incredibly boring since it became too dangerous to return to the pizzeria. Especially since his former victims outnumbered him and probably would murder his brains if he tried to go in the daylight. He had still been able to do murder jobs every now and then, but it just wasn't the same as seeing the same amount of terror in those children's eyes as he killed them.

He grabbed his coat and was ready to take a nap on the couch, when he saw the T.V guide on the coffee table and remembered that Dr. Who was suppose to be on tonight.

He always wondered what that show was about, he heard that it was pretty good if you knew about the time-space continuum and about paradoxes, which always seemed to catch his attention.

Vincent sighed and grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V to the channel showing the episode of Dr. Who. When he did, he saw a man with long white hair near a computer. He saw the man take out some kind of device and point it at the computer, and then it flickered to life and turned on.

Immediately, Vincent caught his second wind, shoved some bread into his toaster, and was interested in what the man had and what he was using.

"Doctor, what is that?" A middle aged girl asked the man

"It's a Sonic screwdriver," He said

Vincent immediately felt his interest drag to pen-like object that the doctor was holding.

"It doesn't kill, doesn't wound, doesn't maim, but it is very good at picking locks." The man said

Vincent wrote that down, turned off the T.V. and went to his computer and googled the Sonic screwdriver. When the results popped up in 0.36 seconds, he saw a list of things that the device could do, his jaw dropped.

He just looked at the screen. and as much as he wanted a weapon like that, he doubted that he could create such a device that could do all of those tasks.

As he kept reading down the list, (and found himself really wishing that he had found this thing earlier) but one thing that the curious device could do caught his eye.

The phrase read "Disarm robotics."

That phrase stuck in his mind for a few minutes and he even found himself repeating about the phrase a few times.

A smile grew on his face that he hadn't done since he had cornered those children and killed them.

He had a plan.

Why kill the robots when you can deactivate them remotely?

He then stood up from his computer and grabbed the remote to his T.V. He then got on the phone and dialed a number, hoping that the person on the other end of the line would pick up.

"Yeah Vincent?" Said a feminine voice that was gentle yet had enough venom to kill fifty people in seconds.

"I'm gonna be gone a few days Valarie," he said as he held phone with his shoulder and the remote in his hands. "I think I finally have a solution to get rid of the animatronics."

The phone was silent for a few minutes. He had a feeling that his long-time friend and child poisioner was thinking about the situation.

"You can't be serious," She said "I swear, it's bad enough that there's killer robots out there hunting down both of us along with the other nightgaurds, but do you really-"

"Don't worry Val," He said as he glared at the remote evilly "I have plan, one that will solve all our problems…."

Valarie did laughed at the other end of the line, and for some reason, Vincent started laughing along with the brilliant chemist.

"Okay Vinny," She said in her sweet voice "I'll let the boss know,"

Vincent smiled then hung up and then pulled a chair and sat at his tiny table with a half-eaten piece of pizza on it. He got his laptop on it and searched the parts that could be used to de-activate the robots, which resulted in mostly infrared rays and other gimmicky parts that costed money.

Overall, it looked more complex than he imagined that it would be.

The toaster popped up the toasted bread and made a *Ding!* while it was at it. Vincent then grabbed the hot bread and shoved it into his mouth without any condiments.

"Now…" He said to himself "How do I build a remote that shuts down robots?"

He sighed.

He had no idea.

And if that was the case, It was going to be a long two days.

He also realized that he was going to eat a lot of toast in those two days.

But it was totally gonna pay off if it worked.

Vincent took out a screwdriver and started dismantling on the remote.

End of Chapter

Sorry if was a bit short, I have had it in my mind for a few days and I'm just starting with the actual story, and it may take a while before I update agian, since I'm writing another story.

Well, that's all for today, gotta go, bye!