Proulogue pt 1

Hello! Hello! And welcome to my first FNAF story! Ok first of all this is an AU I created after playing FNAF 1, 2 and 4, these are the rules for this AU I created.

1) Mike is the bite of '87 victim which actually happens in '97 instead, also he wasn't bit by Foxy, it is revealed who down below.

2) Bonnie is a girl... 'nuff said.

3) Jeremy and the purple guy/Vincent are brothers and friends with Mike.

4) FNAF 2 occured before FNAF 1, but in the same building with FNAF 1 animatronics only and both games happened 4 years apart too.

5) Mike is only 15/16 when he gets the job.

6) Phone guy doesn't die... Too sad for me.

7) The kids are not in the suits or killed, sorry but I'm not into the supernatural much.

So that is all for now and please be kind, also if anyone is interested I desperatedly need a beta reader for this and future chapters. PM if you are interested.

Disclaimer: Let's just get this through everyone's heads... Me... No... Own... FNAF!

Year: 1994

"Hurry up mommy, daddy, I wanna see if this place is any fun!" Exclaimed a fair skinned four year old boy eagerly, running ahead of his parents in an excited daze.

He had a head full of soft brown tufts of hair and was wearing a blue t-shirt with black baggy jeans and white running shoes, his face was adorned with a pair of big beautiful blue eyes that sparkled with a childish type of curiosity along with a wide smile that showed all of his teeth except for one missing front tooth.

"Slow down Mike, it's not like the restaurant is just going to vanish into thin air," A man voiced to his overly excited son.

The man had brown hair and green eyes with a bit of stubble sprouting on his chin. His outfit was a simple black t-shirt, blue jeans and black shoes. Walking next to him was a gorgeus woman with long curly amber hair and blue eyes with long pretty lashes. She was wearing a blue sundress that reached up to her knees and white flats, a white purse was slung over her shoulder resting on her hip.

"Your father is right, slow down Michael before you hurt yourself by accident, and you know if your friend Jeremy finds out he would throw a fit, because we all know that boy is very protective of you," The woman reminded her son exasperatedly as she though of the black haired and green eyed nine year old boy her son had grown very fond of, but she actually found Jeremys protectiveness quite endearing. A satisfied smile spread across her face when her son slowed down to a walk.

"Sorry mommy, I'm just so excited!" Mike babbled.

The reason Mike was so ecstatic was because this was the first time he was going to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria, a family restaurant that is popular amongst children. The two things that made the place well known across the country are the five animatronics that performed there and as an added plus, it has the best pizza in the state.

The animatronics themselves aren't any normal type of animatronics seen before though. They were made with advanced state of the art technology that is ahead of their time by years. It also made them sentient meaning that they can feel different emotions and such. They were also built with a special type of silicone that made them feel as if they had actual muscles and skin. Along with that they were installed with a facial recognition scan program, allowing them to remember and recognize different people who went to the eatery, but the thing that made it even better is that they are allowed to interact with the customers!

"Yay we're here!" Mike cheered, darting towards the entrance and slipping right through the doors.

"Wow!" Mike breathed out in awe, the main room he was in had a checkered tiled floor, the scent of pizza filled the air.

There were many tables with confetti covered tableclothes and party hats, the decor were just a bunch of colorful balloons and banners spread around the room giving it a festive like ambience, and of course there were a lot of kids in the area making a lot of noise!

But what really caught Mike's attention was the stage near the back where most of the children were congregated, on top of the stage were four animatronics singing a funny tune about sharing.

Seeing that his parents had trailed in behind him and sat down on one of the tables nearby, Mike took it as a sign to do whatever he wanted. So he squeezed past the crowd of children until he reached the front, getting a better view of the animatronics.

The animatronic standing in the front was a bear with brown fur and bright blue eyes. He was wearing a black top hat and bow tie around his neck giving him a formal like appearance. In his hand he held a microphone that he was currently using to sing with. Next to him in the front was another bear except his fur was a golden color and his hat and bow tie were tinted blue, but he was also holding a microphone and singing into it.

Then there was a purple furred rabbit with light red eyes and long eye lashes and ears. She was slightly smaller with a slimer figure than the bears, there was also a red ribbon tied around her neck, she was playing a orange v shaped guitar.

The last one on stage was a bright yellow feathered chicken that had magenta eyes with long eyes lashes. She was even slimmer than the rabbit and the smallest of the bunch, on top of her head there were some feathers that were sticking out cutely.

She has a white bib tied around her neck that said "Lets Eat!" on it with big yellow bubble letters, she was also holding a pink plushy cupcake with a candle and eyes on it in her wings/hands.

When the song was finished all of the robotic animals bowed and waved to the crowd, once the kids settled down the bear spoke into the microphone.

"Well did you all enjoy the show?" He asked his audience with a large grin.

"YES!" Whooped all the little ones, Mike somehow managing to scream the loudest.

"That's great! Now it's time to bring out someone who really wants to see you all...Foxy come on out!" He shouted into the microphone causing all the kids to cheer in joy.

In an instant a fox as big as the bear skidded on to the stage. He had yellow eyes one being covered by an eye patch and crimson fur some of it sticking out on the top of his head and sides, he had a hook where his right hand was supposed to be. Lastly he was wearing a pair of green linen pants that were tattered at the bottom, giving him an overall pirate like appearance.

"Ahoy me mateys, me name be Captain Foxy the pirate fox! I see you have met me buckos, Freddy, Goldy, Bonnie and Chica, are you havin' a good time!" Foxy asked gruffly looking at the children with his one eye.

"YES CAPTAIN FOXY" All the kids cheered gleefully, Mike just got more hyped up and started bouncing on his heels a giddy smile swelling up on to his face.

"Now im goin' tell a you all a story, but I need a volunteer from t' audience t' help me out, now who should I choose?" Foxy pondered putting his hook up to his chin in a thinking pose, that was all the children needed to hear to go crazy and Mike could have sworn he saw Foxy glance at him.

"ME, PICK ME!" All the kids watching started yelling while Mike grabbed on to the edge of the stage also hoping to be picked.

"Hmm I'll choose..." The pirate fox contemplated while the kids waited with baited breath and hopeful eyes.

"You" Foxy decided pointing his hook at Mike who let out a squeal of happiness, the other children letting out dissapointed whines.

Earlier that day...

It had just been another regular day at the restaurant for the animatronics.

They were performing on the stage with Foxy watching everything behind one of the stage curtains as per usual. When the front glass doors opened and a small pale boy with sparkling blue eyes stepped in taking everything in with awed eyes, the bots gave him a discrete glance realizing he wasn't in their data base.

'A new comer then' They mused, also noting how the child pushed towards the front of the crowd with enthusiasm.

After they finished their song and Freddy did his usual routine of calling out Foxy, they noticed something, Foxy changed his routine.

Usually the pirate fox would just introduce himself and tell his wild parables, but this time he asked for a volunteer and kept on throwing glances at the pale boy.

He wanted an actual child from the crowd.

Something he had never done before.

The kid must be very special to cause the fox to just change his routine out of the blue, but then again they all felt some type of special connection with the boy as soon as they laid eyes on him, all except for a certain golden bear.

Foxy didn't know why the small blue eyed child made such a impact on him.

Maybe it was his glittering crystal eyes or the innocence that rolled of him in waves. He just felt the sudden urge to protect him and keep him safe from any harm as long as his mechanical heart kept on going, and he was pretty sure the others felt the same way.

So when he chose the lad he couldn't help but feel extremely happy with himself when the little tyke let out a excited squeal.

The boy quickly scurried to get on to the stage, but in his rush almost tripped. Luckily Freddy had caught the lad in his arms before he fell all the way of the stage.

The boy getting comfortable in Freddy's grasp allowed the brown bear to keep on carrying him in his hold. Foxy noticed how Freddy also seemed content with just cradling the little lad, and he let a small chuckle escape him when he saw the female animatronics look on with hidden envy at not being able to carry the adorable child.

"What be your name little lad?" The pirate fox asked the brown haired boy genuinely curious, stepping closer so he could hear the lad's response.

"My name's Mike..." Mike said albeit shyly.

"That be a great name you got thar matey" Foxy complimented Mike with a smile, the boy offered a small smile back.

"Now how would you feel with hepin' me tell t' sprogs a story" Foxy asked Mike, the boy grinned and nodded. "That be great now lets get started...I was sailin' t' ocean durin' a heavy storm with me crew when..." Foxy wove his yarn to the children in the audience, Mike contributing to the story every once in a while.

When the story was over the children applauded and wandered of to different parts of the restaurant or went to get some food, leaving Mike and the animatronics alone on stage.

"Wow you're very good at making up stories, Mikey!" Chica chirped happily, toying around with her cupcake.

"Mikey?" Mike asked in confusion tilting his head to the side curiously at the new name.

"Yeah it's your new nickname, dont you like it?" Bonnie asked worried that her maybe future friend didn't like their nickname for him.

"I like it!" Mike exlaimed cheerfully his face lighting up so bright it could rival the sun, Freddy then remembered he was still carrying the boy so he gently set him down on the ground.

"Hey I just got a great idea... Mikey, would you like to be our new friend!?" Chica asked jovially hoping Mike would accept the offer.

"That be a grand idea lass, I could use a trust worthy first mate like Mikey here" Foxy said in agreement.

"We would also like you to be our friend too" Freddy and Bonnie said in unison, while Goldy remained quiet.

"You really want to be my friends?" Mikey asked in amazement, seeing as his only friend was Jeremy and maybe Jeremy's slightly psychotic 11 year old brother, Vincent, so some one asking him to be friends with them is always a surprise.

"Why would't we you're a great kid Mikey" Foxy said honestly.

"Yeah" The others agreed except for Goldy but no one noticed.

"Then yes I would love to be your friend!" Mikey agreed happy at the prospect of having more friends.

"Yay! We are going to have so much fun together! I can teach you how to make pizza and so much more!" Chica chirped enthusiastically, flailing her wings/arms around before being stopped by Freddy.

"Yes we get it Chica, but maybe for now we should just settle for a game of hide and seek, do you agree Mikey?" Freddy appeased the chicken, before turning to a bemused Mikey and asking for his opinion.

"Yeah!" Mike agreed.

"Then lets go!"

Year: 1997, December.

Mike who was now seven years old smiled as he ran inside the two story building where his friends lived. A black chain necklace that had a shiny black square charm attached to it swung around his neck.

For the past three years Mike always came twice a week to Freddy's either with his parents or just recently with Jeremy and Vincent who both had just turned 12 and 14 respectively, this time he was accompanied by his parents.

But even though Mike had known the animatronics for three whole years now and was starting seeing them more as a second family, Goldy had never really warmed up to him for some reason he didn't know.

Today seemed to be one of the rare slow days for the pizzaria since there were only three families in there with a grand total of ten kids, meaning his friends were all occupied with entertaining the hyper-active children.

That was when Mike saw that Goldy was standing all by himself on the stage. Hoping he could get the gold colored animatronic to open up to him Mike waddled over to stand next to him.

"Hey Goldy!" Mike greeted cheerfully.

"Hi" Goldy said with a forced smile not really wanting the seven year old kid near him.

'You should get rid of him... He is always taking the others attention, leaving you behind!' Hissed a voice in Goldy's mind, his eyes started to gain a eerie black tint.

"...And my teachers and principal allowed me to skip a grade since they said I'm so smart, so now instead of being in the second grade I'm in the third grade and..." Mike continued on chattering not noticing Goldy's change.

'See how annoying he is, a worthless waste of space if you ask me!' Spat out the dark voice that Goldy now realized were his own thoughts. His eyes were now completely black with white prinpick pupils, making for a gruesome sight.

"...Uh Goldy? Are you ok? Is there something wrong?..." Mike asked worriedly pausing his story, now noticing how Goldy's eyes became black and that the golden bear was staring at him with a piercing gaze.

'DO IT NOW!' That was all Goldy needed to hear to lunge at the shocked boy with a screech and bite into his head.

The boy screamed but quieted soon after when the bear took a step back taking Mike's whole frontal lobe with him, spurting blood every where.

"MIKE!" Screamed the boy's parents and the other animatronics having heard his scream, gathering around the fallen child. Mrs. Schmidt pulled out her cellphone and hurriedly called for an ambulance, her voice frantic and on the edge of hysteria.

'What have I done!?' Goldy thought once his eyes went back to normal, staring at the boy's still body with horror filled eyes his muzzle now soaked red with blood and dripping on to the floor.

When the ambulance came and took Mikey and his parents to the hospital, the animatronics cornered Goldy each of them glaring at him with hateful black tinted eyes, Foxy was the first one to step forward.

"How dare you hurt our matey you dirty bilge rat! He never did anythin' t' deserve it except be nice t' us! Now he might be went t' Davy Jones' locker because o' you!" Foxy snarled heatedly to the golden bear, shoving him back roughly with his hook.

"Goldy how could you!?" Wailed Chica tears streaming down her face, wiping at them with her wing/arm she turned away and made a break for the back stage. Bonnie shot Goldy a intense hate filled glare and growl before running after the only other female member of the group.

But Freddy didn't say anything at all, he just stared at Goldy with dissapointed and hurt filled eyes leaving the golden bear alone with the pirate fox, he also headed for the back stage to comfort the girls.

"I hope you feel guilty and that t' staff scrap you for parts!" The pirate fox hissed darkly over his shoulder before following Freddy, leaving Goldy completly alone with his thoughts.

'What have I done?'

Year: 1998, June.

Mike opened his eyes to a bright white light that burned his eyes and made his head pound painfully.

Twisting his neck around and blinking rapidly he saw Jeremy and Vincent sitting on plastic chairs on one side of the big bed he was laying on staring at him, their green eyes shining with relief and happiness.

He then saw his dad sitting on the other side of his bed but his eyes were full of disgust, anger and was that... Hatred?

His gaze was so intense, it made Mike squirm uncomfortably. Forcing himself to think on other things to avoid his father's heated glare, he noticed something that unsettled him for some reason.

His mother was nowhere to be seen.

Losing his train of thought very quickly, his brain popped out another question causing him to forget his mom momentarily.

'Where was he?'

Looking over to Jeremy, he thought he looked the same as he last saw him except he was a little taller and wearing a green t-shirt and blue jeans.

"Where am I?," Mike rasped out his voice cracking from the lack of use.

"We are in the hospital and I'm so happy to see you awake again!," Jeremy cried out happily which was a bit unusual since he never really liked the hospital or doctors for that matter, but since his friend was alive and awake he was fine with it.

Mike was about to ask another question but his dad's and Vincent's appearances distracted him, making him loose his focus again.

His dad's eyes were red and bleary, his hair was messy and there was a lot more stubble on his chin than he remembered. He was wearing a yellow stained shirt and grey sweat pants making him look like a deranged man. Vincent on the other hand was wearing a purple t-shirt and dark blue jeans which were normal enough except all of his hair was purple... Purple.

So despite the confusing situation he was in Mike couldn't help but crack a smile, all previous thoughts once again forgotten.

Vincent seemingly able to read his mind answered his unasked question, with his signature huge ditzy grin. "You know how our dad likes to experiment down in his lab with different chemichals?" Vincent asked with his too wide smile.

"Y-eah," Mike answered his voice still raspy, Jeremy finally realizing this set his bed into a sitting postion, then helped him drink out of a glass of water he had at the ready.

"Thanks," Mike said gratefully, Jeremy gave him a small nod and smile before letting Vincent continue his tale.

"Well me and Jer-Jer decided to go down there and fool around with dad's stuff, but then this bottle broke and spilled this funky looking liquid all over my head resulting with my hair turning like this," Vincent pulled at his hair to emphasize "It was a type of permanent hair-dye dad was developing that could change a person's natural hair color... So I guess I'm now the first ever natural purplette."

"Yeah and for some reason everyone at school loves it," Jeremy said with disdain, rolling his eyes, meanwhile the newly dubbed purplette smirked at his younger brother. That was when a doctor with grey eyes and brown hair walked in to the room and noticed that Mike was awake.

"Oh good you're awake, if you all don't mind I wish to speak with Michael alone please," the doctor said with a strained smile as if he didn't want to be the one to deliver the news. The others nodded and promptly left the room, but not before the Fitzgerald brothers sent their friend a pair of worried glances.

"Hello Michael, my name is doctor Welberg and I am the one who has been caring for you these past 5 months," The doctor informed Mike not too gently... What he's a doctor not a therapist!

"Months!?," Mike yelled dumbfounded. He knew that sometime had to have passed but he didn't expect it to have been almost half a year.

"Yes, do you happen to remember what happened to cause this unfortunate turn of events?," The doctor asked seriously. Mike started to think back causing his head to throb painfully, he was able to recall really fuzzy memories of his four animatronic friends but not what or who caused the accident.

"No..." Mike responded remorsefully, bowing his head in shame.

"Well you see what happended is that you had a serious head injury and stitches were needed... We already removed some of them but the rest have to stay in because those parts didn't heal properly... Here let me remove your bandages..." The doctor said reaching over he started to gently unwind the bandages off the boy's head, being mindful of his stitches, then discarding them into the trash bin.

"Umm... Can I see what I look like?," Mike asked shyly fiddling with his hospital gown. He wanted to be able to see the damage for himself, no matter how disturbing the injury looked he just had to see it to know it was all real.

"Uhh alright if you really want to," the doctor permitted hesitantly, grabbing a small mirror that was left on the bedside table next to the glass of water, and handing it over to the eight year old boy.

Looking into the mirror Mike gasped and almost dropped it. For looking back at him was a strange boy with a thin pale face and dark bags underneath his eyes, but what really distraught the boy the most was the bald head with big ugly reddish-brown scars and stiches marring it.

"Also... Your mother she... Passed away in a car accident..." The doctor informed the young child, a bit too bluntly and harshly, not wanting to beat around the bush or sugar coat anything.

"What..." Mike said in despair. He felt as if his whole world was collapsing.

Big fat tears rolled down his face, everything that he had been told that miserable day finally taking it's toll on him.

"But the thing is that I don't think it is best for you if you went back with your father...he seems a bit... unstable due to his loss." The doctor advised to his young patient with urgency and actual concern for once, not wanting the young boy to live with a potentially dangerous man.

"No! My daddy loves me very much, plus he is the only family I have left... I gotta go with him," Mike said defiantly crossing his arms and sending the doctor a hard glare, not remembering his father's earlier expression.

Oh how terribly wrong he was.

I hope you all liked this chapter, remember to tell me what you think in the reviews. Plus this must be like the third time I change stuff for this one chapter.

Dont hesitate to tell me if there are still mistakes, because that would actually be extremely helpful.

Also the second part of the proulogue will be released when I finish writing the first actual chapter which of course will be longer than this.

Desperate Authoress looking for a beta reader!

~TSA signing out!