A chance and A new life

I woke up. I remembered what happened earlier. It seemed as though it was a dream. I... I remember more than just today. I... remember... he killed me. I remember it happened yesterday. But then why am I still here? I can't still be alive but... then what am I? I looked down at my body. I... am an anamtronic. I retain my name, yes, but that is all I retain from my past. I do not know why I liked that kid, or why I saved them. All I know is that if I had to die again for them I would. Saving and protecting kids is all I know of my past. I remember how I died a hero, and done my species proud, for I was not a monster everypony knows, but a hero. Yes. That is the right word, hero. They knew I gave my life to save their's when I did not come out.

The only question that is like blazing fire in my mind, above all, is why I'm alive. I died. how can I be here?

I decided to see the other anamtronics. Maybe, just maybe, they knew what was going on. I walked towards the door. It was weird, after being a pony, to walk two... feet, instead of four hooves. I guess I'll have to get used to it. Another thing is I don't like was having hands. Yes, I did have something like hands, but not hands. So, after fumbling a bit, I managed to get the door open. I quickly decided it was best to leave it open, so I don't have to got through that again.

The room outside was dark. A small golden glow illuminated the area just in front of me. It was faint, yes, but it shone like the moon against the dark night sky. I soon found my way to the stage. The only thing missing was anamtronics. I wondered where they could be when I heard,

"SHIT THERE'S ANOTHER ONE?!?" The voice was familiar, I had seen him today. I thing his name is Markiplier of Marksepticeye or something like that. I heard he was a youtuber.

His cry startled me.

I decided to see him. I don't know why, but it was kinda funny how he sounded like a girl when he screamed. I suddenly had a horrifying felling come over me. Something was telling me to make him suffer. I screamed. It was a mechanical scream. Twisted from my old. I wasn't who I was before. I have been twisted, turned, and infused with something dark. It... was trying to control me. It was hurting me defying it. I fell on the floor with pain. I am a mechanism. I simple drone. The voice stoped when I screamed again.

My insides felt like they were on fire. Soon, though, a ice came over me. It... brought back memories...

The ground was covered in a thin blanket of glistening white crystals. I was small, running around.

"Sweety? Are you there? A sweet voice echoed through the open snow covered field. It was cold, I could see my breath. It was a cool, crisp feeling.

"Yes, mother, I'm here! The snow is amassing!" I was bouncing with joy as I shivered from the below freezing temperatures.

"Winter is beautiful, just like you. Don't ever forget that." She looked at me through the now gently falling snow. I love the cold.

The icy felling subsided and I was left paralysed on the ground. The voice... the burning... the ice... they all happened so fast. It was a blur. The memory was the most shocking. Was my past going to be unlocked? Or will I live in the present? I can't live in the future.

I remembered what I was doing. Person. Thing. Talk. Got it. I got up smoothly. It was still weird walking on two... feet... but it didn't feel right walking on all fours. As I walked down the main hall, I saw him pull up a screen. I wondered why. I moved in closer. He was still looking at the screen. I came into the room and tapped on his shoulder. He screamed,

"FUCKING SHIT!" I was taken aback by this.

"Um... I was wondering if you were ok.." I felt no need to lie about why I came into his room.

"You!... Can talk?" He looked at me like I was something was going to kill him.

"I think so. But, more importantly, are you ok? What are you afraid of?" I looked at him quizzingly. I was in pure confusion, not knowing what was going on.

"Uh, scary anamtronics are coming to kill me. Why aren't you?"

"Why would I?" He was in a blissful state of pure confusion. I was kinda funny.

"I can't believe that you can talk. This changes a lot." There was soon a screech from down the hall, like nails on a chalkboard. "OH GAWD." He soon started flashing the light like a crazy pony. It hurt my eyes as I was in night vision mode. A tall, red figure shielded his eyes.

'Foxy...' Soon after Mark stoped blaring his light, Foxy ran off.

I did not know why I knew his name, but I hoped it would be revealed.

"Hey, um, what's your name?" I wanted to know if his name was truly Markiplier.

"I am the KING of FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S! Or, Markiplier." He said this with a lot of pride in his voice.

"O... k then..." I did not know what to say to that. I noticed a small clock on his desk. I read 5:59 on it.

"Do you reset at six a.m.?" He truly wanted to know. Just before I could answer, I heard a chime.

DING DONG DING DONG, DING DONG DING DONG*yay!*

I looked up and headed back to my room. I closed the door. I sat down, and shut off waiting to be turned back on.

The next day wasn't different. I got up, prepared for the kids. I watched them and smiled. I played with them and the others. They did not except me. I knew this well. I continued nonetheless. I helped kids have fun. I let them hold my hand.

I did not feel. I only smiled, but could not feel happy. I am a mechanism.