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"This Is Your Nightmare"

Warnings: Violence, Death, Swearing, Transphobia, De-realization(?)

Characters: Nightmare Fox/Nathaniel(OC), Unnamed man

Panting, the world flashing by in a blur, a fuzzy haze reaching my eyes, I have to keep going. I can't stop. He'll get me if I do.

"Get your ass back here! Prove yourself a man, if you think you are!"

He wants me dead. He's going to kill me if I stop. I'm not ready to die, I'm so young.

Suddenly, my face stings. The scent of earth up my nose, grit in my eyes. It's in my mouth, my nose. The air has a tang. Metal? In the woods?

A guttural sound tears itself from my throat. My eyes are burning. My face is burning, stinging, hot as embers. He's over me. Is he over me? My heart, it's deafening. Is he yelling? He's probably yelling.

He plunges down something. It's so cold, yet burns. My body. Did he light a fire? I don't smell smoke? It's so, so blurry. It hurts. Am I okay?

No. No, he definitely hasn't set me on fire. I'm not okay. Why is it wet? The tang in stronger. Disorienting. Where is it from? It doesn't hurt anymore. It's a dull buzz. Like pins and needles.

Why? Is it ringing? Am I floating? I'm so heavy. I'm sinking. But the ground is holding me? It's dark. Darker. Yet it keeps getting darker.

It's over. He killed me..

Have the woods always been so dark? No, definitely not. Am I haunting the woods? Is this my afterlife?

"Good riddance to that little leech."

My father. He really killed me. Can I do the same? As a spirit? I'm going to haunt him. I'll make his life hell.

I must have dragged him out far. The woods don't seem to end. Wait. Where is he?

What's that light? What is this? A... A door?

My house? This is their room. Mom? Where are you? Why is it so bright in here?

Father. He's sleeping. But Mom isn't in bed with him. Did he hurt her too?

I dig my nails into his arms and drag him out of bed. His body is still there. This form. I can drag out his soul. I can kill his soul.

Into the woods we go. Deep into the woods that he killed his own son in. The woods that I haunt.

A red hue brings itself into the dull light. I drop my father onto the floor.

The fun will begin as soon as he falls into deep sleep. I hope that I look as much of a monster as he is. A hatred deep for him. I hope it changes me, makes me look like his worst nightmare.

He's up. Looking around, for where he is.

"Dad"

His head snaps towards me.

"Help me... Please"

His fear. It's delightful.

"Why did you do it?"

"I- What?"

"You killed me dad. Why?"

He opens his mouth. Closes it. Speechless.

"Get up. I want to play a game with you."

"What game? You're dead!"

"A game of Cat and Mouse. If you find the door out, you'll live tonight. If I find you, I tear your throat out."

And the hunt begins.

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“Till Death Do Us Part” Warnings: Angst, Death Characters: Glamrock Foxy, Glamrock Bonnie

Glamrock Foxy used: @glamrockfoxy-official

Stumbling blindly under his home, Glamrock Foxy knew nothing of his surroundings and the danger of them. The electric buzz of dying generators filled the silence, along with unsteady water drops falling from the ceiling. His heavy footsteps echoed loudly in the mostly empty cavern.

All around, trash piled into high mounds. If Foxy had a functioning nose, it surely would’ve burned off by now. A second set of footsteps faintly echoed in the distance. They were unsteady, as though the source was heavily injured. Foxy’s hair stood on end as he crept around trash heaps towards the source of the noise. A large, beaten up figure loomed into view, unaware of Foxy’s presence.

The old fox recognized his spouse, Bonnie, beaten to the point of no repair. He let out a sharp gasp and rushed towards the bunny. Bonnie let out a pained and panicked cry, attempting to kick Foxy away, not recognizing their husband.

“Seabunny, shhh. It’s okay, I’m here now,” Foxy mumbled, words raspy from not speaking for so long. The fox cupped Bonnie’s face, worry filled his eyes.

“Foxy?” Bonnie gasped, the panic leaving, to be replaced by relief then sorrow. “Oh.. my dear, you shouldn’t be down here. It’s horrible. Go back, go home.”

Foxy shook his head, pulling Bonnie closer. He rested his muzzle against the bunny’s shoulder. “I can’t go back. I’ve done something terrible. Oh, I thought you were dead! You’re alive,” he bit back a sob.

“Love..” Bonnie frowned at Foxy, his grip shook. They tried pushing Foxy back, sadness filling their dull eyes.

Foxy stared at the bunny, his ears laid back as the realization set in. “You don’t have much power left, do you? We can find a charging station. Come on, I’ll carry you.”

Bonnie shook their head, trembling slightly as Foxy lifts them off the ground. “Foxy.. they broke my port before dropping me down here. Leave me, it’s too late.”

Foxy bit back a retort, determined to help his spouse, the love of his life. The old fox followed the generators, hoping for some sort of shelter and a charging station. “You’ll be fine, I’ll help you. Don’t give up, it’s not like you.”

As the pair went deeper into the cavern, Foxy felt more lost. He was so scared, his world was being torn from his arms, every step of the way. An old building was not too far ahead, so the pirate captain picked up the pace, nearly sprinting towards it. There had to be a charging station in there. A hope for his Seabunny.

Bonnie clung to Foxy, the energy draining from them. The familiar buzz of a charging port could be heard in a distant room of the building. It had to be an old Fazbear site. A desperate hope sparked in Foxy’s heart, a chance of saving his spouse. He got to the charging station and tried to hook Bonnie into it, but nothing brought more life to the bunny animatronic.

“Please. It has to work. Bonnie, why isn’t it working?” Foxy asked desperately, oily tears pricking in the corner of his eyes.

“Foxy. Do you remember our wedding?” Bonnie whispered, grabbing onto the fox’s arm.

“Of course. ‘Till death do us part. But this isn’t going to be the end, it can’t be,” Foxy whimpered. He clung to his spouse, holding them close to his chest.

“My love. I’ll wait for you. Please don’t forget me,” Bonnie gave a sad smile, one full of love. A lifetime of love, clouded by the grief of death.

Foxy buried his face into the nook of Bonnie’s neck, feeling the power leave the bunny’s body. He bit back a sob. His seabunny was gone, never to return. How could he ever live without them?

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"I'll make you pay"

Warnings: Violence, Swearing, Gore, Death

Characters: Glamrock Foxy, Unnamed human. Mentions Glamrock Bonnie

Glamrock Foxy used; @glamrockfoxy-official

Breathing heavily, Foxy glared up from the ground, hatred burning in his eye. He gave an animalistic growl, his tail lashing.

"Are you giving up so soon? I thought you'd give me more of a fight," the man standing over Foxy spat, digging his heel into the fox animatronic's stomach.

"I won't give up until I tear out your throat you fucking bastard. We both know that my husband wasn't defective like you claimed," Foxy snarled, gripping the man's leg and digging his claws in.

The man tried to yank his leg out of Foxy's grasp. The sickening sound of flesh tearing followed by a pained scream filled the air. No longer pinned to the ground, Foxy pushed himself up and lunged at the man.

Snapped jaws closed centimeters from the Fazbear worker's face. He held his arms out to try to stop the angry animatronic from getting to his throat, but gave Foxy a closer target.

Foxy turned his head and sunk his teeth into the man's arm. A sadistic growl rumbled in the fox's throat as he made his teeth meet again through skin and bone. The crunch of bones breaking felt great in his sick state of mind.

Seeing red and only hearing static, Foxy yanked his head back with the mangled arm still pinned between his sharp teeth. He knows that the man would be screaming and cursing at him, but the world was full of white noise. He let out a sickening laugh, dropping the man to the ground. Foxy was determined to make this man suffer as much as his late husband did.

The animatronic watched as the man scrambled to his feet, clinging to the bloody arm Foxy mangled. Foxy let him get a distance between them, before launching himself forward. He tackled the man to the ground and sunk his teeth into the back of his neck.

Satisfaction washed over the fox animatronic, knowing that the man who arranged his husband's death had been killed. He left the scene, bloody and panting. He would be next to be decommissioned if he was found here, so he took a change of clothes and went to the hidden site.

Maybe he'll find some kind of peace down there.