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Gregory's POV
"How dare you!" Roxy snarls. Her claws flexing as she glares hatefully at my whimpering form. Her newly installed yellow eyes flashing in anger. Her harsh voice drowning out Chicas quiet sobbing in the background.
"To mangle our bodys so badly just for money? How greedy are you?" She spat. Freddys hand on her shoulder the only thing keeping her from tareing me apart right than and there.
"Please you don't understand. I needed the money."
"What could you possibly need money that badly. That you are willing to kill living creatures to get it?" Monty snaps. Shaking in rage. His large gator teeth on full display. Making me shrink away in terror.
"I can't believe I trusted you. To think I thought of you as a son." I flinch at Freddys words. His words hitting harder than the others. The fact of the matter is. Although I may have planned to sell him for money. As the night went on. That plan became more and more undesirable. I couldn't help but open myself to Freddy. I hate to admit it but, I doubt I would have been able to go through with my plan. By the time 6 am hit. As my tratrous heart. Had already started to see Freddy as a father figure. For him to say he felt the same way until now. Really hurt, part of me wishes I hadn't even come here. No As much as I wish I had stayed away. I wasn't doing this for me.
"Your despicable superstar. We will be doing the world a favor by ridding it of scum like you." Slumping in resignation. I close my eyes waiting for this nightmare to be over. A tear sliding down my cheek as I realize I had failed.
"I'm sorry Sarah." I whisper as the bots converge on me. Right before their blood thirsty paws could tare into me. A flash of light fills the room. Blinding us as a young girls quiet pleas fill the room.
"WAIT!!!" Opening my eyes and blinking away the black dots. I feel my heart drop at the sight hovering where the light once was.
A young girl no older than 12. Hovering in the air. Her feet inches from the ground. A pure white gown covering her malnourished form. Long wavy brown hair and forest green eyes. That held so much despration. Stares defiantly up at the shocked animotronics.
"Who the crap are you kid!" Monty snaps. Breaking everyone from their shock. Before she can reply. I cut her off with a pain filled cry.
"No no no. Sarah no. You promised." I whimper reaching shakily toward the sorrow filled child.
"Gregory. I'm sorry. I..."
"No!! You promised that you would hold on! I just needed a little more money!! You promised!" I shout momentarily forgetting the animtronics still present in my building grief.
"Um can someone explain what the crap is going on here." Monty demands. Reminding me that we are not alone. Dropping my tear filled eyes to the ground. I clamp my lips shut. Refusing to say another word. With a sigh Sarah glances one last time at me before turning her attention to the curious bots.
"My name is Sarah. I'm or was Gregorys older sister. We were abandoned by our parents when Gregory was 8. We have been living on the streets ever since. It was hard but we got by. Barely but we survived on petty thievery to digging through trash for food. For a time we fell into a routine, but that all changed the day I got sick. Very sick. We knew unless I got help soon. I would die, but the medicine I needed was expensive, and no one we encountered was foolish enough to carry around wads of cash anymore. Now that everyone has credit cards. Its was harder to find money for my meds. We became desprate. I knew I probably wouldn't survive much longer. So prepared Gregory for my unavoidable departure. Gregory. Well he did not accept that. He heard about you guys from a news paper we found in the trash. Gregory told me of his plan to use you for money. I tried to stop him. I had heard of the child disapperances rumored to take place here. So I begged him not to go. At first Gregory agreed and tried to find cash some other way, but than I got worse. I could no longer rise from the cardboard box we used as shelter. I could barely even open my eyes. This scared my brother. We had already lost our parents. He didn't want to lose me." I whimper at this. Closing my eyes as I tremble in grief. Struggling to hold myself up from the overwhelming sadness filling my heart.
"So he tried to kill us to get money for your medication?" Chica softly enquires. A hopeful look on her face. Her eyes wide. As if pleading for a good reason for my horrible actions tonight.
"Yes, but while he was gone running around this place. My illness claimed my life." Silence met her statement as the animtronics realized the truth. They were talking to a ghost.
"You promised. You promised that you would never leave me like our parents did. You said you would always be with me." I sob no longer able to hold back the tears spilling from my eyes. My hands rising to mash against my eyes. As if my fists could stop the agony gripping me and tareing me apart.
"Oh Gregory. I never meant for this to happen. You know if I could. I would move heaven and earth to remain here with you, but that is just not what life had in store for us." She sighs. Turning to give me such a sorrowful look that I had to look away.
"So please. I know you are mad at him. I know what my brother did was wrong, but please don't judge him on one terrible mistake. Please won't you give him a chance to make things right. I promise Gregory isn't the selfish child he appears to be." She begs turning back to the silent group. After a beat of silence Chica sighs. A small strained smile on her beak.
"Alright."
"Chica you can't..."
"Freddy. He only did what he did to save his sister. I for one think we should give him another chance, and weren't you the one who said I would get to decide his fate? After all I'm the one he had crushed in a trash compactor. I'm the one he hurt the wrost out of all our injuries. I say we give him a chance to redeem himself." Chica states. Folding her wings over her chest. A determined look in her ocean blue eyes as she gazes each animtronic down. I had heard that the animtronics held Chica in high regard with her innocent personality, but to have even Monty cowering beneath her glare? I have to say I did not expect that.
"Fine he can stay, but one wrong move and I will throw him into the trash compactor myself." Freddy snaps glaring at me before stalking away.
"Gregory promise me. You will do everything they tell you. Promise me. No more stealing like we did on the streets. Please promise me you will behave." Sarah begs turning to me. Staring into her green orbs. I find myself unable to say no. So with a sigh I promise her. Earning me a small sad smile.
"Thank you." She whispers before vanishing. Leaving me standing in the middle of the security office. With 3 animtronics that hate my guts.
"You have one chance kid. You best not mess this up." Monty growls punching the wall before exiting.
"Though I won't mind watching Freddy chuck you into the trash compactor when you do fail." Roxy snorts following Monty out. Leaving just Chica and me.
"Listen kid. I do not like you, and honestly I could care less if you survive or not, but for your sister I will give you a chance. For her sake I hope she was right about you." So much for the innocent Chica. Makes me wonder if it was all an act for the others.
"I will talk to management about letting you stay here. Don't mess this up." With that she left. Leaving me to drown in my grief alone.
"I promise Sarah. I won't let you down."
