Mike's Life, Foxy's Redemption

The building roared with cheers as Bonnie the Bunny juggled stuffed toys for the children and Freddy Fazbear sang songs of joy. The children cheered louder when Chica the Chicken walked in with pizza balanced in her hands and when she sat them down, children swarmed them.

But behind two curtains of purple, sat another animatronic. One who was filled with rage, sorrow, hate and loathing. Foxy the Pirate. He had a faded red coat and a bent hook, his coat having a large cut in it, showing his exoskeleton. Next to him sat a child, but not one of flesh and blood, but of shadows and energy. She leaned on Foxy.

"Why don't they play with you Mister Foxy?" She asked in a wispy voice. Foxy looked down at the child, seeing nothing but a small black form with two white glowing eyes with two black dots in them and two rows of teeth.

"I am not a good Fox little one." He spoke with his voice being that of almost static but easy to hear the sorrow that laced it.

"Well that is just mean of them!" The child yelled but she calmed down when she felt the cool feeling of Foxy's metallic claws lay on her shoulder.

"No child...I am a very bad fox." Foxy spoke once again.

"But you're so nice to me." She argued

"You are different." She felt his metal muzzle rub into her shadow like hair and giggled at the sign of affection.

"I love you Daddy."

"And I love you Cub…”

Slowly the world around him swirled and everything slowly decayed and he sighed as the child was gone.

“Even if you aren’t real.”

Chica stood on the stage, her body feeling the internal clock ticking and waiting for it to hit 12 and soon it did. When it did she felt her Roaming mode activate and she glanced at the camera that watched her and the others and saw it was not live.

She quickly dashed from the stage and into her and Freddy's side of the hall, watching the camera on the stage turn on and watch Freddy and Bonnie. She started to walk down the hall but stopped when the camera turned on and looked at her causing her to freeze up.

She then heard the sound of Bonnie hopping from the stage and walking into the dining hall and the camera died down and Bonnie froze up like she had. She quickly nodded a thanks and started to walk to the door but was startled when she was flashed by a light.

She then heard a yelp and the door slammed shut causing her to mutter a curse at her failed attempt. She waited there and waited longer for Foxy to run for the door on the other side but didn’t hear his metallic feet hitting the floor. She felt anger swell up in her and stomped towards Pirate Cove.

“Hey you metal mutt! Get out here right now! Freddy is going to be so mad!” She yelled in a spite filled voice, showing her dislike for the fox. She heard a weak growl and Foxy poked his head out and glared at the chicken animatronic. “Get out here now!” She commanded but he just bared his sharp metal teeth.

“Ye best watch who ye be talkin to wench.” Foxy growled. Chica just laughed.

“We all know you're just a weak little puppy, you couldn’t hurt a fly.” She taunted causing the pirate fox to snarl and, unbeknownst to Chica, slowly raised his hook. “What are you going to do hmm? Bite my head off like the kid from 1987? You’re dull little teeth couldn’t puncture a sheet of metal let alone my exoskeleton!”

“Ye may be right, but me hook is sharp enough!” Foxy let out a screech and swung his hook at Chica in blind rage. However before the hook could hit her, it was wrapped in a pure black glow and snapped off. Foxy let out a growl and looked over Chica’s shoulder to see Freddy Fazbear with his eyes narrowed at Foxy.

“You have some nerve to attack one of us, Foxy.” Freddy spoke in a calm voice but it didn’t hide the rage that was behind it. Normally Foxy would have been terrified but really, he had nothing to lose for attacking them. He proved his point by letting out a laugh that would make a sailer shiver.

“I ain’t got much to lose Fazbear, ye took me freedom and ye took me hook.” Foxy suddenly launched at Freddy, surprising both Freddy and Chica. Freddy was the one to pay though as Foxy opened his mouth wide and clamped down on Freddy’s hand and put pressure on it.

Freddy let out a roar and raised his microphone and smashed it down onto Foxy’s head. Foxy snarled but the hit caused his jaw to suddenly crack and the bottom of his jaw fell to the ground, followed by Foxy himself. Freddy and Chica looked down at the fox, his eye flickering on and off before staying off.

“Good riddance.” Freddy growled and disappeared in a swirl of shadows. Chica just stared down at the shut down fox and felt a small ball of guilt form in her non-existent stomach. She slowly turned around, glancing only one more time at Foxy, and started to walk back to the stage, the plan of getting the guard was ruined anyway.

Mike Schmidt was usually a pretty calm guy, though having the temper of a cobra was very misleading. He was a pretty tall guy, being 6,2 at only 17 years of age. His skin was a strange thing though, being a stone gray and no color in his eyes, just two dots in an ocean of white.

At this moment though he was, not scared, irritated. One would think having a bunny in the same room with you would be fun, well not when this one is 10.4 and is made of metal and was trying to stuff you into a suit filled with crossbeams and wires. He knew he was in danger and kept the monitor up as it was the only thing keeping the rabbit away.

He then realized he hadn’t checked on Foxy and felt his heart stop. He quickly changed the camra feed to Foxy’s Pirate Cove and saw the curtains were ripped and the sign was broken. Then he noticed the limp form of Foxy, not moving or twitching. His eyes widened and he felt an unknown concern fill his body.

Mike took a deep breath and moved away from the monitor and Bonnie let out a screech but was surprised when Mike slammed the monitor into her mouth. While she was distracted with the piece of software stuck in her mouth, he ran to the left door and shut it then the right but ran through it and closed it, trapping Bonnie in the room.

He ran down the hallways and bast the stage, causing both Freddy and Chica to look at him in confusion. Soon Mike found the broken fox and leaned down to him, not noticing the small glow surrounding them. He slowly reached for Foxy’s head and he finally noticed the glow.

A violet glow.

He tried to get away from it but when he backed up, his back hit a sort of wall. He whipped around and saw Chica, Freddy and the freed Bonnie all looking at them in shock. Mike backed around and then tripped onto Foxy and tumbled onto as the glow intensified. He then looked at the animatronics and yelled in a deep voice.

“Help!”

Then in a flash of violet, he and Foxy were gone.

No one noticed the Violet phantom that peaked from Mike’s office, two narrowed red eyes and a red jagged grin..

“All to plan, now its your turn Vincent.”

Inside of a decrepit arcade sat a twitching animatronic, the body inside long dead and rotted but somehow still alive, given the ‘gift of life’ as the puppet had called it. All it was for him however was a curse. He then heard his phantoms voice and his old, grin split his face as he forced the suit to stand and walk towards a wall.

Slowly a glowing door appeared, not one of violet, but of purple. He slowly shambled towards it but the animatronic tried to fight back but Vincent forced Springtrap into it and passed out as he entered. The Violet phantom floated above the building and let out a dark chuckle.

“Let the game...begin.”

At a statue in Canterlot Gardens, a new addition was added to the pedestal. Instead of just a laughing female Draconequus and a small girl next to her, was Foxy curled at their hooves and claw.

In a library in the small town of Ponyville, Mike Schmidt appeared unconscious in his normal security clothing but also had a new additon to him, on his back to be correct and they slowly shifted and covered him in brown and black leather.

Deep in the icy prison of the former tyrant King Sombra, a new etching was carved. The Ice showed the misty form of Sombra being defeated but behind the two princesses stood a grinning Vincent and a cowering Springtrap.