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Liam pulled his hand away from the door button, backing away from it. "I can't," he regretfully replied to her, seeing her reaction was heart breaking. She looked down to the ground looking as if she was going to cry.

"You shouldn't have said those things if you didn't mean it," Chica replied to him before walking away from the door. She thought he might open the door for her, she thought he was different from the others. She didn't want him to see her upset like this, she just wanted to be away as far away from him as she could possibly get.

"Shit! I'm sorry!" Liam yelled out to her. He didn't want to hurt her, but it was a choice between making her upset and possibly losing his life. The risk was too great, he couldn't gamble away his life like that. At least with the loan shark, he had a chance of getting away with his life. He didn't see any way of escaping with his life if Chica turned out to be hostile.

2AM

There was no activity at all around his office. Everything was dead silent. Liam shined his flashlight through the windows, but he spotted no one. He checked pirate cove, the curtains were open. Flicking though the cams, he found out where they all were. They were all in the dining hall, it looked as if they were talking to each other. They were saying something but he couldn't quite hear what they were saying. Were they plotting something? Did they find a way in? He thought perhaps they were going to all try and work as a team to break in. He waited for them, but they just stayed there.

3AM

Liam was growing a little paranoid, he had no idea what they were up to. They were still in the same place, just sitting in slightly different positions from last time. He was beginning to think that perhaps they really were just talking. Had he made a mistake by not letting her in? Either way, it was too late to change his mind now. Checking the cameras, he saw the animatronics were all by pirate cove. It was odd, they weren't attempting to get into his office anymore. It was like they had just lost interest. As he looked through the cam, he kept his eyes on one animatronic in particular, Chica. The other animatronics seemed to all be talking to her, and that was when he realized something. Were they trying to comfort her? She did look upset. Seeing her looking so sad filled him with doubts. "Shit..." he muttered to himself.

6AM

With his backpack on Liam opened up the doors, exiting his office to enter the dining area. On the stage he could see the three of them there, frozen in place. It was hard to believe that just a few moments ago they were moving around just like any normal person. His eyes went straight to Chica, the big yellow animatronic looked sad, even when frozen solid. He had no idea if she could hear or see him, but he felt like she deserved an apology. "I know you're pissed at me right now, but I'm sorry... I shouldn't have gotten your hopes up like that. I couldn't take the chance... your friends wanted me dead, I still aren't sure if what you said about not hurting me back there was really true. But if it is, I am damn sorry... I have to go, I will see you tomorrow, alright?" he said to her before sighing, and leaving the pizza place.

9PM

Chica's words were stuck in his head, he just couldn't stop thinking about what might have happened if he took the risk and opened that door. Would she have killed him, or would she have stayed true to her word and stayed friendly? He had no idea, but right now that wasn't the only thing on his mind. That loan shark wasn't the type to take someone swearing at him lightly. It felt great to swear at him though. However, he was paying the price. He was sitting at the side of his front door with a hammer in his right hand. He felt like they might come rushing in through that door any moment, but he was determined to be ready for him.

11PM

All the usual stuff was in his backpack. Bubble wrap, hard hat, hammer, and now a few snacks. He arrived a little earlier than usual, it wasn't like he had anything else to do. He put down the bubble wrap outside his door and waited for midnight to strike. Something happened though, he could hear glass shattering. Seeing as he was already sitting in front of the cams, he decided to quickly flick through them. He checked the audio only camera in the kitchen, and that's when he heard footsteps. "Someone is actually stupid enough to rob a fucking pizza place?" He thought to himself out loud before looking to his backpack. He pulled out his construction helmet first before then pulling out his hammer. One last time, he checked the cams, seeing five men all dressed in black. This didn't seem right, not at all. If these were the usual thieves, they would go straight for the cash registers or look for some kind of safe, but that wasn't the case. They kicked in the doors to the rest rooms as well as the door to backstage. They weren't checking the walls or anything like that, it looked more like they were looking for a person. Almost as soon as one of them passed the cams, it all became clear. He saw the face of that loan shark, he could recognize that face anywhere. He imagined smashing it in many times. The loan shark wasn't big, or even that strong looking, being 5'9 with messy, slightly curly light brown hair. He was caucasian, clean shaven. The loan shark looked average in terms of body size for his height. His cheek bones were high and his cheeks looked a little shallow. That loan shark now jumped onto the stage, and his foot right into the backs of each animatronic, knocking them down to the floor. First was Bonnie, then Freddy, then Chica.

"Fucking bastards..." Liam muttered before checking his watch. It was just a couple of minutes away from 12AM. This was the perfect time for them to arrive, for him at least. A dark thought crossed his mind as he shut down the western door and walked out into the eastern hall. "Hey, I'm down here you fucking inbred cunts!" he yelled out to them.

Almost immediately afterwards, the loan shark walked towards the hall. The men were all carrying different weapons, he saw a sledge hammer, a meat cleaver, one man was even carrying heavy looking chains, and one man carried nothing at all. The brown haired loan shark carried an aluminium baseball bat. "You've got balls, I will give you that. You better be ready to lose them," the brown haired man replied to him with a very cocky attitude.

"Stop talking shit and fucking kill me! Fucking do it you dickless bastards!" he yelled before they all stormed down the hall towards him. Liam just laughed as he backed into the office and slammed the door shut. "You all have no fucking idea what you're getting yourselves into do you?! You're all fucked!" Loud bangs rang out from the door, especially when the sledgehammer started banging away at it.

"I fucking knew it, big talk and no balls!" the loan shark angrily exclaimed as he walked towards the window only to slam the baseball bat right against the shatter resistant glass.

Liam looked to his watch, only one minute left. With all the noise they were making, he knew that it wouldn't take long for the animatronics to find them and rip them to shreds. "You're going to be there for a while!" he yelled out as he watched them trying to smash their way in.

The loan shark was losing it, giving into anger as he beat against the window over and over again. "You can't stay in there all night!" he yelled before one of his men swung the sledgehammer hammer right at the window, stress cracks beginning to appear. "Keep going! Smash that fucking window wide open!"

"Mother fucker..." Liam whispered to himself as the sledgehammer was slammed against the thick window over and over again, the cracks becoming larger, and bigger. If that window broke, there would be no where safe to hide from those animatronics. That sledge kept hitting the same spot until the hammer busted right through the window. "Now this room is fucked," he thought to himself until suddenly, the men stopped, looking as if they were looking down the hallway at something.

"What the fuck is that?" a six foot tall bald headed, sledgehammer wielding man said as the group saw a figure down the end of the hallway.

Liam checked his watch, it was 12AM, and the noise had attracted them just like he anticipated. "Come on, come on, kill the bastards already," he whispered to himself.

"It's just another one of those animatronics. Keep smashing that fucking window." The brown haired loan shark replied to him.

Liam covered his face as sharp shards of broken glass were sent into the office, pretty soon that hole in the window was going to be big enough for them to fit through. He held the claw hammer tightly in his right hand as he backed away from the window. The man with the sledgehammer pounded the glass right out of the window as Liam hit the door into the other hall. As Liam hit the button, he saw Foxy leaping straight at the man with the sledgehammer with a loud ear piercing shriek. The bald headed man hit the floor with his back. Just as he opened his mouth to swear, Foxy's sharp metal hook was shoved straight through the flesh underneath his jaw. The bald man scream was garbled as the hook also pierced all the way through his tongue. His mouth was wide open, allowing foxy to see the crimson bodily fluid flowing from his torn tongue as well.

"Ye be walkin' th' plank now!" Foxy yelled as he pulled the hook towards himself, knocking out two bottom teeth with the tip of his hook as well as splitting the tongue right down the middle. The man felt like a fish on a hook, helpless, and writhing in agony. It was complete agony, the nerves in his gums sending such pain straight through his mouth as they bled. All he could taste was metal, and all he could feel was pain.

"Get the fuck off him!" the brown haired loan shark yelled as he swung the aluminium bat straight to the back of Foxy's head. There was a loud clacking sound, Foxy's head being pushed forward with the force of the blow.

"Yaaaarrrr be walkin' th' plank too!" the animatronic growled to the loan shark as he saw him going in for another swing. Foxy grabbed the bat mid swing with his one and only hand, stopping it before it reached his head again. One of the men slammed his foot straight into foxy's back, but it didn't have much of an effect besides angering the animatronic. He pulled his hook out from underneath that soft spot behind the man's jaw, tearing the flesh once again as he stood up, glaring right at the brown haired man.

"Fucking freak!" the brown haired loan shark yelled out as he tried to yank the bat straight out of Foxy's hand, but his grip wasn't loosening up. Almost in a flash, he saw Foxy swing his hook straight at his face. He only had enough time to turn his head to the side, and that's when he felt Foxy's hook leaving a big diagonal gash down the left side of his face. The hook sliced into his left ear lobe and was dragged all the way down to his chin. At first, he didn't even feel the pain, the adrenaline pumping coursing through his veins kept it suppressed. Again, he saw Foxy slashing right towards him once again, but he jumped back just in time. He was expecting a wall to stop him, but instead he fell right through the smashed out window and into the office. His back hit the desk before he rolled to the side, landing on his feet. He looked side to side, making sure the guard wasn't around before yelling to his men. "Move! That thing is fucking crazy!"

Liam ran down the halls and into the dining room, quickly crawling under one of the tables. It was so dark, he could barely see anything. He stayed dead still as he tried to listen out for movement. All he could hear was the sounds of screams coming from the halls. He knew he needed to find a way out of this place before he was stuffed into one of those suits. Slowly, he made his way towards the door on his hands and knees, still holding on to his claw hammer tightly. Without nearly any notice, he saw bonnie's legs out of the corner of his eyes, the screams and yells covering up the sounds of his footsteps. Liam stopped crawling, going dead silent. He hoped the animatronic would just pass by, but instead, he stopped right near him. Bonnie was blocking the entrance. Liam's eyes widened in shock as Bonnie knelt down, about to look underneath the table he was hiding under. The security guard rolled out to the other side of the table, pushing chairs out of the way whilst he got to his feet. There was no way he was going to let Bonnie get his hands on him again.

"Shit!" Liam yelled as he ran straight towards the kitchen, he knew there was a window in there he could get out of. He jumped on the tables, jumping on them to make his way quickly over to the kitchen. He jumped off the table and kicked open the kitchen door, only to see Freddy look back around towards him. On the floor, there was a man with blood all over his face. His nose was crushed and bent to one side. He was crying in pain, but didn't seem like he could move. "Fuck!" he yelled before running for it, running towards the restrooms. He knew there was a window in there too. He ran, running as fast as he possibly could do. He ran right into the women's restroom, slamming the door shut behind himself. Liam looked all around, seeing a few stalls, sinks and hand dryers, but the thing he was looking for was the window. The glass was frosted to stop anyone from looking in, it was also high up on the wall. It looked a hell of a lot smaller than he remembered it being. He decided to go check in the men's room, maybe the window was bigger in there. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of something running towards the restrooms. Without a second thought, he ran into the third stall from the exit, shutting and locking the door.

"Get in!" a man yelled as he ran straight into the restroom along with another man. They shut the door behind themselves, one of them staying close to the door as the other walked over to the stalls.

"Did you see what those things did to them? That mother fucking fox thing was dragging him across the ground by his jaw!" the second man fearfully replied to the other. He was wearing a black leather jacket and gloves as well as black jeans and boots. He had blond hair, slightly spiky, he was also the one holding a meat cleaver.

"Shut up, you're going to attract them..." the other man responded. He had short black hair, cut very close to his scalp. He looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a black hoodie, jeans, and blue rubbery gloves.

"And us charging down the hall didn't get their attention?" the blond man quickly retorted, but he stopped talking once he noticed one of the stalls were locked. He got very curious and more than a little paranoid. Kneeling down, he looked underneath the door. He saw no feet, but he knew that didn't mean there wasn't someone or something in there. The man got back up to his feet, and then raised his left leg, booting the door in. It flung wide open, and almost instantly, he saw Liam jumping right towards him. "Fuck!"

The man with the short black hair looked behind himself, seeing his friend on his back with the security guard on top of him. He ran straight over as the guard raised his arm, and brought the flat end of the hammer right down onto his friend's forehead. The sound of the hammer smacking against the blond man's skull rang out in the small restroom, blood trickling out of the wound it had left behind. "No!" the young man yelled out as his shin made contact with Liam's ribs.

The guard let out a loud grunt as he rolled to the side, putting some distance between himself and the young man. His ribs were aching bad, that was a solid kick that was going to leave a hell of a bruise. Liam got back up to his feet whilst watching the young man taking the meat cleaver out of his incapacitated friend's hand. They were both armed, and he had a feeling that if they were going to fight, only one was coming out of this alive. "Walk the fuck away, and I won't have to cave in your fucking skull!" Liam yelled straight at the man, keeping a tight grip on the wooden handle of the claw hammer.

"It's your fault were getting slaughtered here! You're dead, dead!" the man with the meat cleaver shouted back at him, keeping his cleaver raised.

"You were stupid enough to come here asshole! You came here to kill me and you fucking know it so back the fuck off!" Liam stared into the other man's eyes as if looking for a clue as to when he might strike.

The adrenaline was pumping through both men's veins, both waiting for the other to make a move. Before you could say fight, the man with the cleaver jumped over his injured friend and swung his cleaver straight for Liam's neck. The security backed away very quickly, the cleaver almost scraping the skin on his neck. The only reason Liam didn't fall over was because of the wall behind him slamming into his back. It was Liam's turn to strike, he swung the hammer, aiming for the man's head. The man brought his hand up forearm up, trying to protect his head. The hammer slammed against the man's elbow, metal cracking the strong bone. The young man let out a yelp in pain as he dropped to one knee to swing his meat cleaver again. This time, it struck the spot three inches above his left knee cap, leaving a big bloody horizontal gash that caused the guard to recoil in pain. It felt like a massive paper cut, the cold metal entering and leaving his flesh quickly, leaving an open wound oozing with warm red liquid. Instead of falling however, he instead brought the hammer back up, and slammed it right against the side of the young man's head with a very loud scream, knocking him out almost instantly. He wasn't just screaming in anger, but also in pain. Just to stand was hurting him.

"Fuck," Liam mumbled, taking his eyes off the man he had just knocked out only to see the blond haired man he thought he had knocked out. The blond man was charging right towards Liam. The guard brought his hammer to his side, and swung when he came within arms reach, the claw end of the hammer busting right through his nose. The cartilage broke and the nasal bones shattered causing nothing but immense agony to overwhelm every other sense in his body. The part of the hammer usually reserved for pulling nails was driven right into the absolutely destroyed gory mess that was once that man's nose. The hammer not only pulverized and inverted his nose, but it also broke the part of the skull just underneath the nose, allowing the complete claw end of the hammer to be shoved entirely in his face. Like a sack of bricks, the man dropped to the floor with the hammer still lodged in his nasal cavity. Liam heard a loud clank as the man's face hit the floor, along with the hammer inside his nose. It was only then, the reality really hit him.

"I..." Liam couldn't even finish his thought. He just looked down to the man with the hammer in his face, watching him. A pool of blood spread out over the tiled bathroom floor, the blood seeping in between the cracks of the tiles. This was the first time he killed someone, the first time he had killed anything bigger than a spider. This was different. He had just brutally killed someone in order to survive. Although he wasn't entirely sure he was dead, it was very highly likely. He couldn't see the man breathing, not even a little. Feeling like killing these men and actually doing it were two completely different things. It didn't make him feel much better, but if they had to die to save himself, then he could live with that. The guard was pulled out of his thoughts for a moment when he heard something coming towards the bathroom. Liam knelt down, grunting as he felt the wound on his leg stopping him from moving properly. He grabbed the meat cleaver and pushed himself back onto his feet to limp back back into the nearest stall. Just as he did that, he heard the bathroom door opening up. The security guard stood on the toilet very unsteadily. The wound on his thigh was killing him, bleeding badly, the blood dribbling down his knee and shin before being absorbed by his black socks.

"Chica, can you help me with these two?"

Liam looked towards the door, wondering who was speaking. He doubted it was Foxy, it didn't sound like a pirate. He guessed that this was either Freddy or Bonnie. The guard heard another set of footsteps, it must be Chica. The guard was hoping that they wouldn't check the stalls for who killed those men. Eventually, he heard the sounds of someone being dragged away. Then he heard the other man being dragged away, but he also heard a very human groan. One of them was still alive. The man didn't seem to say anything else though as he was seemingly dragged right out of the restroom. Liam was counting in his head how many of those men were left. He counted five in all, he killed one and incapacitated another. The man who got attacked by foxy was another one dead or incapacitated, and there was that man he saw in the kitchen with Freddy. That left just the loan shark, and him. Slowly, he got off the toilet. He tried to keep the weight off his left leg whilst opening the door slowly. Once he saw it was all clear, he limped out of the stall, still tightly holding the cleaver in his right hand. There was a trail of blood, drag marks leading out of the bathroom. He didn't feel so good about following that trail of blood, but he had to. With any luck, the animatronics were probably busy trying to find the loan shark.

Meanwhile, the young man that was knocked out by the guard opened his eyes. His face was against the the floor. He was bleeding from his head, and it felt as if someone was groping around inside his skull. He could hear something, the sick sound of wet flesh being ripped off the bone. All he could see however was the legs of the table, as well as three animatronics around that table. There was also a puddle of blood underneath that table. The man quietly tried getting up, but once he tried, he felt something brushing against him. He looked around behind him to see something horrific. It was that bald man that was attacked by Foxy. The jaw was split in two right down the middle, exposing the shredded tongue along with his torn up gums. Not only that, but his belly was split open vertically, revealing the intestines. The young man didn't say anything. He knew if he let out even the tiniest sound, he could end up like his friend here. On his hands and knees, he crawled, praying in his head that they don't see him escaping. The door was open just a crack, letting in a thin strip of light. Getting to it was his only hope. The man let out a scream, feeling a hand wrapping around his ankle, pulling him away from the door.

"No!" he yelled as he was pulled away from that door, and held upside down by his ankle. He was swaying side to side, only his hands were able to touch the ground. He couldn't see the animatronic that was holding him, but he could see that Fox animatronic. Dark red liquid dripped from his sharp metal hook. "Stop! I won't tell anyone! Why the fuck are you doing this man? What the fuck?! Is this about us trying to fuck up that guard?! I won't do shit to him! I swear!" he begged as the bloody animatronic pirate fox stood in front of him.

"Ye be walkin' th' plank too," the animatronic menacingly said as he grabbed the hem of the man's hoodie, pulling it all the way down to the middle of his chest.

"What the fuck?!" the man screamed once again, his belly completely exposed to the animatronic. Even though he was upside down, he could still see the animatronic fox raising his hook above his head. "Stop!" the man spat one last time before he felt the cold metal of the hook tearing straight into him. The hook entered just underneath his belly button, and it was dragged all the way down to the sternum. Crimson liquid spilled from the massive wound, cascading down the man's body who had to endure the excruciating torture. The man screamed as blood flowed down his body, coming from the massive gaping wound. Rivers of the warm red fluid poured all the way down to his neck and face, entering his mouth as he wailed in anguish. The other animatronic was very slowly crushing the ankle it was holding him by as Foxy tore into him. Just as the man thought he couldn't be in anymore pain, Foxy dug his metallic fingers into the wound right where his belly button used to be. All of his fingers were now inside the man who shook and screamed, and cursed the animatronics that were holding him. The man could feel the metal reaching underneath his skin right before the metal hook slid underneath the other side of the man's gaping slash wound.

"Kill him already," the animatronic holding the man said to Foxy in a masculine tone of voice. The man didn't even notice that urine was flowing from his own pants, drizzling into his own wound. The smell of death hung thick in the air, it was overpowering, but the smell wasn't even on his mind. It was the overwhelming pain, the feel of his already huge gaping wound being pulled open by foxy. The flesh and skin was stretched to its limits as Foxy suddenly yanked the wound wide open. The skin broke, and now hung off his torso like some kind of macabre fleshy wings. Although it had only been seconds, the suffering made it feel like years. The flaying was too much, he couldn't handle it. Everything went completely black for him, passing out. He only barely missed out on the feeling of Foxy reaching into his body, and cutting the organs out one by one, emptying his body completely. Heart, lungs, kidneys, liver all hit the ground with a big wet slapping sound, soaking in a massive puddle of blood. After his torso was cleaned out, the animatronic dropped him on his head, letting him flop to the ground like a rag doll.

The guard limped out of the rest rooms and looked into the dining area, it seemed all clear. Very silently, he limped his way towards the kitchen, knowing that was how all these men got in here. The entire room was quite dark. The floor was nothing but simple white tiles. There were also metal worktops all around the walls, as well as a single large one located right in the middle of the room. He spotted some sharp knives, but thankfully Liam didn't need another weapon right now. Quietly opening the door, he noticed another small puddle of blood on the floor. It didn't put him off however, he could see quite a large rectangular window with all the glass smashed out. That was his way out, and he was going to take it. He would have to stand on the metal work top to get to it seeing as it was located high up on the wall. He walked towards it, but as soon as he was half way across the room, the door behind him opened up once again. Liam spun around, almost falling over as he saw the loan shark, staring at him.

"Where do you think you're going?" the loan shark questioned him, the venom in his voice seeping through. The large gash going from his left ear to his chin was more of an annoyance than a hindrance to him. He was no longer carrying that baseball bat, instead he was carrying a knife with an eight inch blade.

Liam glared, his heart beating so fast as he looked straight at the man that wrecked his home and killed his cat. He felt nothing but hate for this man, and that hate flowed into his words. "I killed your men, I put a hammer right through one of their ugly fucking faces!" There was nothing more Liam wanted than to see this man dead. He had a feeling that one of them wasn't going to survive this.

"No one will recognize your fucking lifeless husk when I'm finished carving you up!" The loan shark lost his patience and temper. He ran for the injured security guard swiping for his chest.

Liam stumbled back, his leg giving out before falling onto his ass. His leg ached so bad, but he had bigger problems on his mind. The loan shark was so close, he was going to stab Liam while he was down. With his good leg, he gave the loan shark's groin a hard kick. As the brown haired man lurched forwards in pain, the injured guard swiped at his head with his meat cleaver, but his swipe was stopped mid swing. The loan shark grabbed Liam's forearm with one hand, and plunged the blade right into the guard's shoulder with his other hand. Feeling the cold metal piercing his skin felt like someone just punched at first, but when the loan shark began twisting the blade, it made him scream in agony. The flesh was torn open by the blade, the twisting motion causing the hard metal to touch bone as well as stretch the wound wide open. Blood soaked his shirt whilst it spewed forth from his wound. In a flash, he felt something hard hitting his nose, the loan shark headbutting him. The pain was overwhelming him, but he wasn't just going to let him win. As the loan shark brought his face close to his, Liam opened his mouth, and bit down onto his nose.

"Fuck!" the loan shark managed to scream as he let go of Liam's forearm to punch the side of Liam's head, his fist accidentally connecting with the helmet he wore. Then, he felt the teeth breaking through the skin, and tearing through the cartilage. Desperately, he struck the guard's head, trying to free himself. In his desperation, he completely forgot why he was holding down that arm. Liam was dazed, but he had enough fight left inside him to let go of the loan shark's nose. As the brown haired man sat up, holding his bitten nose with one hand, Liam swung the meat cleaver right into his ribs. The metal blade was only stopped by a rib, cracking it, making him scream out as it was pulled out of his flesh. He saw Liam about to take another swing, so he pushed himself off the guard, narrowly avoiding a cleaver right to the head. The loan shark fell back, rolling as a sharp pain shot straight through his damaged rib, and caused the wound to open up. It was a very small price to pay compared to a cleaver to the head however. Blood flowed from not just that wound, but also from the teeth marks around his nose.

Liam used his legs to push against the floor, gaining a few feet of distance to get back up on his own two feet. That big knife was still sticking out of his shoulder. He couldn't keep it in, he knew if he did then that loan shark would only use it to his advantage. He kept his eyes on the loan shark while he put down the cleaver. Now came the painful part. Liam grabbed the handle of the knife firmly, just touching it sent waves of pure agony through his shoulder. As he did this, he noticed the loan shark picking up a nearby plate, raising his arm to throw it. Liam yanked the blade right out of his shoulder, feeling the blade cutting and tearing through sensitive flesh on its way out. He didn't get any time to recover however as he quickly ducked under the plate that was thrown at his head, dropping to his hands and knees. The construction helmet fell off his head from the sudden movement. As he tried to get back onto his own two feet, he then saw the loan shark only a few feet away from him. The guard brought the knife back to try and shove it right in the side of that man's neck. Before he could even do that however, the loan shark slammed his fist into the left side of Liam's face before using his elbow to strike him right in his mouth. The loan shark had him completely under his control. Liam didn't even notice that the loan shark was using his free hand to hold the wrist of the hand he held knife him, stopping him from swinging. While Liam was stunned, the loan shark used both hands to twist his wrist, almost breaking it. Instinctively, the guard dropped the knife, hearing the blade clatter against the ground. Liam couldn't even swing back using his other arm, his shoulder was just in too much agony. Using his injured leg however, he gave the loan shark a kick to the gut. The loan shark let out a grunt as he let go of Liam's wrist, but now he caught his ankle before he had a chance to pull his foot away. Suddenly, he used one hand to dig three fingers straight into that slash wound on Liam's leg. The guard's other leg gave out from underneath him as pain shot straight through his thigh. The feel of the loan shark's fingers underneath his skin, digging into his muscles was just as sickening as it was painful.

"Had enough?!" the loan shark yelled out to Liam before letting go of his leg, and stomping right on his stomach. Liam let out a brief scream before gagging, almost throwing up. He rolled over onto his hand and knees, trying to move away from the loan shark.

"F-fuck you..." Liam weakly moaned, spitting out some blood. That elbow the loan shark threw loosened some teeth, sending pain right through his gums. He was suffering badly, but every part of his being hated to see that loan shark win. He couldn't let him enjoy this victory, he would rather endure hell just to wipe that smile off his face. "I killed your men... Should have heard that fucking little shit screaming!"

The loan shark suddenly stomped on that spot right between his shoulder blades, forcing the guard to press his belly to the ground. "You think your words hurt me? He was a nobody. No one will miss him, and I am going to enjoy finishing you off," the brown haired loan shark told Liam. He then lifted up his foot again only to bring it down on his lower back, making the security guard grunt and grit his teeth. The loan shark knew the guard was holding back his screams, he wanted to hear those screams loud and clear. As he felt blood flowing down his face from the teeth marks around and on his nose, an idea came to him. "Let's knock some of those teeth right out of your stupid fucking skull." The man now sat on top of Liam's aching back.

"Nhm! Eat shit, you cat killing bastard..." Liam spat back at him right before he felt a fist hitting the back of his head. The pain of the blow was nothing compared to what he felt next. The loan shark grabbed his head and slammed his face against the hard tiled floor. He didn't do it just once, he did it again, breaking Liam's nose, loosening his teeth even further. Then again, a harsh cut on his right brow opening up, pouring in blood. And again, his upper left canine was now dislodged forcefully, breaking right at the root causing unimaginable pain to shoot through his mouth. Then, his head was brought back and slammed against the floor again, the two teeth surrounding that tooth cracking as his gums covered his remaining teeth in blood. The crimson fluid flowed from his mouth, his vision getting a little blurry, but he was still conscious. With the amount of pain he was in however, he was wishing he wasn't. It was too much, he couldn't do this much longer, he couldn't take it.

"Stay right there, I will be right back," the brown haired man whispered to the guard. He then pushed himself off Liam and then looked to the nearby knife. Liam was covered in his own blood, every part of his body was screaming out in pure pain. But still, he couldn't just lay here and take this punishment, he wanted to get back up and fight. Shakily, he pressed his hands and knees against the floor. He spat a tooth out into the floor as he stayed there on his hands and knees. One side of his face was swelling up, but a few seconds later, that was the least of his concerns. The loan shark stood above him, watching Liam trying to get back up to his feet. "You don't know when to quit, do you? Let's speed this along."

"B-bastard..." Liam raspily countered before feeling the cold metal of the knife edge against his throat. Before he could say anything or react, the blade slid right across his neck. Liam fell to his side, covering the massive bleeding gash with both hands, trying to stop himself from bleeding out. It felt like one massive paper cut right across his neck. The torture he was being put through was just too much, he wanted it to end. He couldn't even scream for fear of making the wound worse. All of a sudden, both men heard the door to the kitchen opening, followed by a feminine voice.

"Liam? Are you in here? Don't run, I won't hurt you." Chica said before entering the kitchen. Almost immediately after entering, she saw Liam laying there, choking on on his own blood. "Liam?! Who did this to you?"

Liam could hear the big animatronic coming for him. He didn't know if she was going to finish the job or try and save him, but either way, an idea came to him. One last act to try take down that loan shark. He pointed a finger towards the counter in the middle of the room. If he was going to die, he wanted to drag that killer down with him. Chica looked towards the counter, before walking around it. The loan shark almost immediately ran for the kitchen door, trying to give her the slip. Just as he was about to reach the door, it opened up. He stopped in his tracks as he saw the mechanical fox standing there, covered in blood.

"No!" the loan shark yelled as he lifted up his leg to kick at Foxy's chest. The mechanical fox grabbed the loan shark's foot before it could hit his chest. In an instant, Foxy swung his hook right in between the man's legs. As the loan shark felt the hook piercing his scrotum, he let out the loudest scream any man could possibly make. It was absolutely eardrum bursting. The loan shark dropped to his back, causing the hook to tear his scrotum wide open. Both his hands went to his crotch as his testicles slipped out of his torn sack. The loan shark screamed and screamed, but there was a sudden pause in his screams when he felt that hook ramming right into the bloody mess he called his genitals. Foxy knelt down, holding him down by his chest as he dragged the hook upwards, tearing through the man's penis, splitting it. It was torture, his suffering was so extreme he couldn't even beg for them to kill him faster, the pain stopping him from saying anything. The only sound that made it last his lips was the sound of him crying and screaming. The hook didn't stop moving, it was still cutting upwards towards his gut. Foxy wasn't going to stop until his carcass was empty. The loan shark felt the hook snagging something inside him, something big. Then, before his very eyes, he watched as Foxy pulled the large intestine straight from his large gash. It was dripping with the slimy red substance. The loan shark grabbed Foxy's forearm as if trying to stop him, but his grip was weak, and it was only getting weaker. He couldn't stop the mechanical Fox from dipping into his guts to pull out his intestines. Emasculated, and now eviscerated, he was slowly and painfully dying. The last thing he saw was his own viscera splattering to the ground.

Liam held his neck with both hands, blood flowing from his neck, his shoulder, and his thigh. He had lost so much blood, he was shaking. He became so pale, this blood loss was going to kill him, and he knew it. Even though he was in complete agony, he couldn't help but feel so satisfied when he heard that loan shark dying. Liam stared at the ceiling as he lay on the cold tiled floor, awaiting his turn to endure the same suffering that man had just been through. He saw Chica standing above him, before then kneeling. He saw her reaching out for him, and he didn't try to stop her. He couldn't even if he wanted to. Suddenly, he felt her lifting him up to rest his head on her lap.

"I wasn't going to hurt you..." Chica couldn't stand to see Liam like this, he didn't hurt them, and she didn't think he ever would. She didn't want him to die, but she didn't know what to do. She wanted to save this man, she wanted to help him. "Those men hurt us... they pushed us over... and they hurt you... c-can you hear me Liam?" Chica's robotic voice began to break up, she could see just how afraid Liam was. She remembered that feeling, seeing that expression on his face brought back so many bad memories.

Liam wanted to tell her he was sorry for not trusting her, he wanted to tell her he was sorry for not being able to get her out of this place. He couldn't tell her any of those things though, he was already slipping away. He was terrified of what would be on the other side, if anything. Liam wanted to speak, he wanted desperately to at least tell her he was sorry. But when he opened his mouth, all that escaped his lips was his last dying breath.

"L-Liam?" Chica looked down into his blue empty eyes only to realize it wasn't Liam any more, his body was as empty as those spare suits. He was gone.

The previous night...

Bonnie walked out of the back stage before noticing Chica sitting down, looking very upset. He thought he could hear her crying. "Chica?" he called out to her.

Chica raised her head, seeing Bonnie looking over to her. "He didn't let me in..."

"That's nothing to get upset about. We will get him in the end," Bonnie cheerfully replied as he walked over to her.

"I didn't want to kill him! I thought... Never mind." Chica was so upset, she didn't really want to talk about it.

Bonnie didn't like how upset the guard made her, he wanted to hurt him for hurting her like this. "Do you want him dead now?" he asked.

"No! Just leave him alone, it's because of us that he's to scared to open that stupid door." As upset as Chica was, she didn't want him to die.

"But he hurt you!" Bonnie exclaimed, he didn't want Liam to get away with hurting Chica. She was like a sister to him.

Freddy heard all the commotion and decided to check it out. He walked on out from the toilets and entered the dining hall. "What's going on here?"

"He was scared! If any of you hurt him, I will never speak to any of you again!" she yelled at them all. She never wanted to hurt anyone who didn't deserve it. She didn't think Liam deserved it. He seemed like a smart and funny man.

"Tis best t' not upset th' lass!" a strange very pirate sounding voice called out from behind the curtains of pirate cove.

Bonnie shook his head, he knew Foxy was right on this one. "If it makes you feel better, we won't hurt him," he reassured her.

Chica felt a little better knowing that they weren't going to hurt him. She understood why he would be scared to open the door. Bonnie and Foxy tried to hurt him, if she was in his position, she might have done the same thing. "Thank you..." Chica weakly replied to them. She was upset, but she was glad that they weren't going to hurt him.

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Author's note: Wow... not going to lie, it took a lot to write those fight scenes. There were some things I wanted to fit in but couldn't find a place for it. I wanted there to be an eye gouge and an arm break at some point but oh well! This is the first time I have killed off a main character, and I have to admit, I feel sorry for him. But, how much would have changed if he had opened that door? Would he still be alive? Would he have gotten his throat slashed? Would that loan shark have suffered the same fate? Only one way to find out.