FNaF Fanfic (part 6)
What Springtrap assumed to be some kind of new, thick, red oil pooled on the floor and covered the mismatched suit he rigged up from the decorations for the endoskeleton. He put his hands on his hips and admired his own work.
Half expecting the suit to get up and walk around like him, he said "oh, you must be tired... T-thats okay... I'll see you later."
Over the next few days, Springtrap felt less and less in control of himself, he did things he didn't want to, such as tear up and make a pile of papers, knock over suits and masks and just make a huge mess of the place...
He sat in a corner with face in his hands "I'm going insane" he thought out loud.
He was forced to stand "Ohh... Not now..." he complained to the force, which made him walk to the pile of papers and grab a exposed wire, with his impressive robotic strength, he snapped the wire which was almost as thick as one of his fingers, making all the lights shut off.
He tapped the two ends together, a large, bright spark jumped from it and the lights flickered hard enough that they all shattered, sending sparks and hot glass everywhere. The old, dry papers at his feet took to the spark, at this point he knew that other papers and piles will be burning too. Before moving on, he noticed he was getting damaged by the flames, melting plastic, fiberglass and fur.
The force than made him walk towards the exit, which he quickly bashed the door out, damaging himself much worse from the ram. He walked out, not even stopping to watch the flames, which where colored bright, epic colors from the plastic and grease in there.
He quickly headed for the trees, hiding behind a rather large one, he watched.
It was a full hour before a fire truck arrived. He knew nothing left inside would survive.
Satisfied with it's work, the force made him lay behind the tree, well within the deep shadows that the trees provided, and shut off for the night.
He reactivated just as the sun was setting the next day and fortunately it wasn't the force that started him. He never seen trees up close in person, just in pictures and through windows. He slowly walked through the forest, going deeper and deeper into the shadows and away from the chard remains of the attraction he was forced to burn.
After a few minutes, he came to a few rabbits hopping in a field and happily nibbling on the grass. He watched them, filled with joy until they hopped off.
He walked for about half an hour before he came out of the trees and onto a sandy beach. He looked out over the horizon at the bright orange sun set.
A loud scream snapped him out of his dazed state, he quickly turned to face a young woman "w-wait!" he said, taking a step towards her, she quickly ran off, lucky for Springtrap, she was alone.
Springtrap dropped to his knees before the calm water, his reflection quickly came into view. "I... I'm a monster..." he said to himself before slapping his reflection, quickly destroying it.
He sat on the beach, the water gently lapping at his knees until the sun fully set and darkness took over... He found himself forced to stand and walk in the direction that the woman ran.
After a while, he came to a parking lot with a pay phone in the center. He walked up to the phone and found his hand forcing itself inside his suit and pulling out a quarter.
The force made him insert the coin and used a broken finger with exposed endoskeleton to dial.
"Hello! You have reached the number of William Afton, please leave a message after the beep"
_ " _Father. It's me, Michael. I did it. I found it. It was right where you said it would be. They were all there. They didn't recognize at first but then they thought I was you. And I found her. I put her back together, just like you asked me to. She's free now. But something is wrong with me. I should be dead. But I'm not. I've been living in shadows. There is only one thing left for me to do now. I'm going to come find you... ** I'm going to come find you.**"