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Sorrow (A Springtrap Fanfic)

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    My life was...difficult. Years ago I was the star attraction with my partner and now I'm all alone in this "horror attraction" with all my mistakes haunting me. I just wish that I would've done something different so I could be with my best friend again, but it's far too late for change. Now I know you humans are going to start calling me a monster and a murderer, but you're talking to the wrong guy here. Let me borrow your time to explain to you what I have faced for more than 30 years in my life......


Hey
Are you there?


    It all started from when I was first activated. I remember I was on stage next to a golden bear-like animatronic which he too was activated. We looked at each other for awhile until the manager came and introduced himself and also explained who we are. Back then, my name was Spring Bonnie according to the workers, but the kids would call me "Springy" since they said it was a much easier way of calling my name. Then there's Fredbear, or "Golden Freddy" you humans would call him, which he was the main star of the show next with me. We were considered to be the best friends in the establishment and we would always entertain the children by playing songs and interacting with them, but what makes us different from the later known animatronics was the way we were designed. From what I overheard the workers was that we are hybrids of both animatronics and wearable suits. Just from turning this "hand crank" would allow the "entertainers" to wear us and interact with kids...which is a concept I don't understand. Why would you have other people interact with the kids if we are capable enough to do it ourselves. Besides that point, life at Fredbear's Diner went by so well, until one day.
    I remember Fredbear talking with me about what he had seen when he was delivering cake to the children. "I saw a child outside," Fredbear said, "He was crying and I wanted to invite him inside, but the workers told me that I have a job to do, but..."
    "But what?" I asked.
    "I remember, before I left, that I saw a purple car drove up and a man stood outside behind the child and..."
    "Hey you two!" one of the workers called, "You guys need to head back on stage,"
    That was that. He never told me of what happened to the crying child, but I knew exactly what that man did. I just managed to learn from evidence that was left behind, but I'll get to that later. We headed back on stage and while we were performing, I remember seeing the manager answering the phone and he was arguing about...something. I didn't understand what was going on at the time, but all my unanswered questions were soon revealed.
    I still remember till this day, the day that we got decommissioned and our show ended. It was a start of a new day, except when me and Fredbear went on stage, the manager called us over to him. What he said was and still is, shocking from that day,
    "You two are...'retiring' from your jobs..."
    "But...why?" Fredbear asked.
    The manager sighed before continuing, "It's not that you guys are doing a terrible job, but...it's your mechanisms that is making us-"
    That was the moment when I pieced everything together, "Wait," I interrupted, "Is it because of the spring locks?"
    "Y-Yes..."
    "What. Happened." I strictly asked.
    At this point the manager doesn't even feel like telling us the truth, but he did anyways to get it over with, "A sister company called saying that there was issues with the spring locks malfunctioning and...almost suffocating employees inside the suits..."
    Suffocating.....I believe a better word choice would have been killed, but who am I complaining, it was a kid-friendly diner after all... 
    I only remained silent until the manager called a couple of employees over and told them to take us to the safe room and that was it. That was the last time we would ever see our life, our world, ever again. All we do now in the room is just have small conversations and Fredbear always reminding me that everything was going to be okay and that maybe the worker could fix us up and we could perform again, but all those lies just flew out of the room like they never existed. We were in that room for far too long that the workers just soon forgotten about us.


Hey
Can you forgive...my past?



    Few years later, the new line of animatronics arrived, I was first confused when I overheard the manager talking with someone about bringing them inside to set up. They weren't hybrids, they were actual animatronics that don't have the same functions me and Fredbear have. My friend and I managed to catch a glimpse of what these animatronics looked like. There was a brown bear who's suppose to resemble Fredbear, but changed the name to Freddy Fazbear according from what I heard from the conversation, a purple bunny which I soon realized that he was suppose to be me and the workers even refer to him as Bonnie, what surprised me and Fredbear was the sight of two more animatronics. There was a yellow chicken with a white bib that reads "Let's Eat!" which I presumed was Chica and a red fox that has a hook for one hand and an eyepatch covering one of his eyes named Foxy who was apparently a pirate since the manager believes that pirates would "attract" more kids to come to the diner. Fredbear and I have no clue of what to think of this. Did we actually got replaced? They wouldn't really forget about us....right?
    All day, we heard the whole celebration of the reopening of what's now called "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria" with the children cheering and having a good time, while we were stuck in this confounded safe room, never to be heard of again. Everyday was like that, kids come and enjoy the new band while we just stay here and rot. Back then, I was in a panicked mess worrying about what will happen next until Fredbear tries to calm me down, "Look Bonnie, I know that this isn't turning as well as I expected to be, but...do you remember what I used to say to the kids about friendship?" 
    "Y-Yeah," I replied, "Something about being together forever..."
    "Well," Fredbear said, "I promise that me and you will always stick together until our very end and we will always be the bestest friends in the whole pizzeria. Promise?" he held out his hand as soon as he asked that one question.
    I, of course, took his hand and said, "Promise,"
    From that day on, we would always be together and overcome any situation we would face, but...it all didn't matter anyways....
    Weeks later, the day was going by as normal until someone came into the safe room. I thought that they remembered us and that they would bring us back to our formal glory, but I had to make sure not to move since the workers expected us to be shut down, but we found ways to avoid that, but enough of that. The worker walked in with his recognizable purple uniform and yellow badge as he went up to Fredbear and took him outside the room with me being left behind. At the time, I thought that maybe the workers were going to fix us one at a time and they would come take me next, but that never happened. The man never returned as well as Fredbear, but all I remembered the rest of the day was the calls of some adults looking for their kids, until it was followed by screams and then barking orders of policemen coming in through the doors and the place going empty. I didn't know at the time, but that was the last time I would ever see Fredbear ever again and experienced the crime of the murdered children.


All I wanted was friends
I hoped they could relieve my pain
Every twitch is my fight, against the broken soul in me



    I was alone. Nobody here to talk to, just....me. I was worried sick about Fredbear and what happened to him. I wanted to go out there and ask any worker if my dear friend was alright, but I have to stay here so I could see him again. I felt like I was encased in some sort of room where the walls just close in on you as time went on. I never actually felt fear in my earlier years until that moment. I did, however, devised a plan a week later.
    When the diner is closed for the night, I would sneak out of the room and search around until I find Fredbear and maybe ask the other animatronics help if I treated them nicely. I waited until night falls and the diner was closed with no sight of any worker to be seen. I got up and and began walking towards the doorway out of the safe room, but before I reached there, I heard a child's giggle. I stopped and looked at where the sound was coming from, but it just lead me into a corner of the room. I heard the giggle again as I turned around with nobody there, but once I faced back to the corner I almost screamed. I saw, what looks to be, a child that was pallid with a faint yellow glow around him and his face had black lined stains below his empty black eyes. He looked at me for a while until he suddenly flew towards me as I stumbled backwards and fell to the ground. I shielded with my arms and I hoped that the ghost wouldn't get any closer, but after a while of waiting, I took a peek and saw that he was gone. I sat back up scared and confused of what just happened. That was when I started to put the pieces together. I had to help them. I had to save them from their prison here, but what brought them here was still questionable to me at the time. 
    For the past weeks, I was trying to contact with these spirits, but they would always vanish whenever I tried to speak to them, except the very first one I'd encountered. One day, I saw him again as I went up to him and ask what happened. Now I knew that the spirits weren't going to remember everything, but I need to ask whatever questions I can to get answers. The only words that came from the child spirit was "tricked" and "murdered" which I soon pieced together that somebody from the establishment must have tricked the poor souls into their death, but then another question came into mind.
    "Do you know what happened to my friend, Fredbear?" I asked. The spirit tilted his head as I defined who my friend is, "Fredbear, he's a golden version of this Freddy fellow," The ghost nods his head as I asked my next question, "What happened to him?" The ghost immediately grew sadden as I now worry more of what happened to him. He knew I was desperate so the only few words that came from him was something that will forever be attached to my memory for the rest of my life,
    "...Used...for...Lies..."
   
"W-What?" I was confused, I didn't know what to make from this, but then I suddenly realized, "No...no he-he wouldn't dare!"
    "He did..." the ghost child replied sadly. I remained silent. I didn't know what to say at that point, I just...I couldn't stand the truth, the truth that Fredbear was used for his schemes and now he's hidden him away so I wouldn't see him again. I would later discover that the man removed his endoskeleton and other mechanical parts from my friend to turn him into a whole wearable suit, knowing that I will never talk with him ever again. I got down to my knees and looked down shakily as the ghost apologizes, "...I'm Sorry..." before he faded away. I was left alone once again, this time with the painful truth stabbing me. I don't know how you humans may feel about this, but let me picture you this. Imagine, you have a friend, no, a sibling that has always stuck by you in any situation, to help you when you are hurt or when you are sad. You and your sibling always had fun of whatever you humans may like to do, until one day your brother or sister is forcefully taken away from you and you can't do anything to get them back. That was me and my beloved friend. Fredbear is like a brother to me and he did those exact things I mention to you earlier and now....now he's gone and I'll never see him again. That was the very first time, in my life, that I cried myself to sleep.


He sees through my eyes, twists my thoughts with lies, 
this metal prison became his wicked disguise
A shell filled with hate, a lethal play mate, 
I am so sorry, I never wanted this



    The next few years were, well, rough. Apparently, the manager was upset about the complaints he had received about his company about the animatronics so he hired this guy to create new designs of them. The old pizzeria was shut down and everything was said to be moved to a newer location, including me. I didn't know what to feel about this. I can't be excited or nervous because I knew that I would have to be stored in another safe room by the time I reached the destination. I was eventually moved into that said safe room, which was apparantly secret from the rest of the building and the only way to access it is through the back door of the building. Now I just sat in the dark, but before I got a chance to move, more workers showed up and brought in something inside before heading out and shutting the doors behind them. I looked over to see what it was and to my surprise, it was my long lost friend Fredbear!
    I ran to him and hugged him tightly as I called, "Fredbear! Oh thank goodness it's you!"
    Nothing.
    "Fredbear?" I asked.
    He wasn't responding.
    "Fredbear cut that out! Please tell me you can still hear me? Please!" I shook him only for his head to lean on it's side. I grew curious and decided to lift the head off to reveal nothing. No endoskeleton. No springlocks. No life, except I did notice something inside. I bet you humans know what I saw and I was indeed horrified during that time, but I guess I shouldn't explain it here. I backed away from my friend as I grew more scared then ever. My friend's suit was one out of the rest of the animatronics to have the dead children stuffed inside them, I believed, at first, that the same guy must have done it to hide the evidence and I was truly mad at him for causing all this trouble in the first place. I wanted revenge, just like those souls, but I will have to wait until the time is right.
    Let's just say that life was the same old to me. Just sitting here in the safe room and nobody to talk to, I don't even want to look at Fredbear. Apparantly the safe room is built right next to the parts and services room, but I can't access it, I can only roughly hear some of the older animatronics' conversations through the walls. The newer animatronics, as closely described by the older ones, were called the toy animatronics. There was Toy Freddy who never had that many changes from the original, Toy Chica which she is considered now as a "party chick" than the older one and who in the company's mind would want to add really short pink shorts on the gal, Toy Bonnie or "Bonbon" as he or "she" wants to refer to which I don't get why he wanted to be a she, but besides the eyeliner with eyelashes and a blue bunny instead of a purple one really questions me, Toy Foxy which now as the weeks go on the workers refer to her as "the Mangle" and I remembered the old Foxy describing of what he saw of his replacement, her endoskeleton is showing with only her head, a foot, and her hands remaining and he also states that the kids done that to her. I especially felt sorry for Mangle, I know kids wouldn't get that rowdy over an animatronic, but what do I know that will change anything?
    Then I learned that there are two additional animatronics added to bring the kids more. One was named BB or Balloon Boy for short who basically hands out balloons to the children. Then there's the Puppet, I didn't knew much about him and, according to the older ones, he knows more things around then anybody else around here. I always found that odd and I really wanted to see and learn more, but of course, I have to stay here. I wanted to know more of the puppet and I wished that I would meet him, but maybe my thoughts speak for itself, as I came face to face with the same child ghost from before, but this time, he brought a friend. The other ghost child was white as the other one except his tear stained face is purple instead of a dark gray like the others.
    I asked, "Who is this?"
    The yellow ghost replied, "Save him..."
   
"What?"
    "I," the other spirit spoke, "am the child that your friend was talking about...I'm so sorry that you have to experience what's inside his suit..."
   
I was shocked and I realized now of what happened. When the man stepped right behind the crying child, he killed him. He killed him right there and then and none of us can do anything about it.
    The ghost continued, "As soon as I saw this happened again, I decided to give them the gift of life so that they can seek revenge of the man that ended our lifes,"
   
"I-I want to help you gu-"
    "No," he interrupted, "We want to handle this bad man alone, so please try and stay out of any trouble as you can,"
   
"O-Okay..." I said. The ghosts soon vanish as I sat there thinking to myself that I'm just a useless machine that has no purpose in any of these situations. It was at that point where I became a changed animatronic, an animatronic that no longer follows rules and orders by others. I will still stay in the safe room, but if I got the chance to see that purple menace again, I'll rip him to shreds or do anything to get my revenge and Fredbear's possibly.
    I waited...until the new improved pizzeria was forced to shut down.


Please escape this place, leave this blood stained maze, 
I don't think that I can control his terror and craze!
Lock me in and leave, he will not bereave, 
I will hold him here because it is my time to grieve



    Over the years, I always thought about what caused that establishment to close down. Was it because of the toys malfunctioning due to that murderer who tampered with their "facial recongintion systems" or was it that and what caused the "Bite of '87" that the Mangle bit down into someone's frontal lobe, maybe the security guard's. Everything flies by my life, but these last few years is something I will remember. The animatronics and I were in a different location now and I was placed into another safe room. For the past weeks, security guards would take the night shift at the pizzeria only to discover that they must survive from the animatronics trying to kill them. Those kids are overdoing it. They are just killing the guards to 'soothe' their souls, but they won't rest until the real deal shows up. It was soon that the pizzeria was closing down for good this time. No more going to a new location. No more changes. Nothing.
    Everyone abandoned me, haven't they? They never came back for me. Not even the souls of the dead children came back to visit me. I was a fully changed animatronic. I have no other feelings of hope or happiness inside of me anymore. I absolutely hated myself over these few years and a part of me is telling me that I haven't done anything to help with any situations at hand. I was worthless. I wanted to charge out there and tell them that I wanted to help them, but I knew if I ever do that they will give me a "warning" that I must not do anything or else it would ruin the whole thing plus...I didn't want to be a treat to anyone....for safety sake. I just waited there. I would always shut my eyes and imagine what life would have been like if I was still on the stage with my best friend out there, but I as soon as I opened my eyes, I wished all that was a reality.
    I remembered one night, that is one out of many that still haunts me to this very day. It was another usual night as I just sat there thinking, until I heard laughter somewhere. I thought it was the souls of those kids, but there were only two voices, not five or six, and these voices are not childish, but more of the sinister side which startled me. I slowly got up as I looked around and even calling out to see who it was, but I got no response. I thought I was just imagining as I sit back down and closed my eyes for a while, but once I opened them, I really wished I still had them closed. There were two dark shadows, one seated on each side of me, looking directly to me with their glowing white eyes. The shadow on my right looked a lot like Bonnie and on the other on my left looked like Freddy.
    I was scared and confused of what is happening as they soon started to say phrases such as "Save Them" and "You Can't" and they keep repeating over and over. I got up and tried to run away from them, but they hovered close to me to the point where I can't escape their callings. I shut my eyes and grabbed my head as they continue to repeat those words to me. I was even at a point where I would have cried, but I knew I had to be strong so I managed to hold back the tears. I then attempted to call out my friend's name repeatedly, hoping that he would hear me and come to rescue me from my hauntings. The shadows increased their voice as well as mine until the point where we are just shouting at each other. The shouting kept going until Shadow Freddy said, "You let your best friend vanish from your sight and all you did is NOTHING to save him. You are the most useless and pathetic animatronic I've ever seen!"
   
I stopped as soon as I heard that and then I just screamed in agony. Why?!? I never knew my friend was going to be taken away for good!!! Why is he blaming this all on me?!? I haven't done anything wrong!!! I can't hold on to myself any longer. I felt that I let everybody down and that I have to prove to them, the spirits, and Fredbear that I am capable enough to help them and not just an animatronic that lost his place, but the question is....how? I just faced toward the corner of the room, away from the shadows, as the room delve into silence. I heard whispering from the shadows, then they were silent again. I took a glimpse behind me and realized that they left, but I remained at my spot. I looked back towards the corner as I told myself, "I will get my revenge-and Fredbear's too! I'll get that murderer once and for all, then they'll be friends with me!" That was also the day when I began to lose my sanity.


All I wanted was friends
I hoped they could relieve my pain
My mind isn't my own, this blackened heart is his alone.


    That night. That dark and stormy night was the night that would change everything. I heard someone walked in the closed pizzeria as he passes by the safe room. I was confused at first because I knew that nobody was suppose to come back here unless it was the manager. Then I heard something. Footsteps were heading toward the room where I'm located. I waited until the person came into the room and I suddenly realized that it was him. The murderer! I wanted to get up and charge right at him, but as I attempted to stand up, I couldn't move. I was frozen stiff and I can't do anything with the murderer being right there! I then heard a voice in my head as it said, "You Can't Save Them! You're not allowed to move until our deed is done!" It was Shadow Freddy. How much I hated him now since he's working with the murderer, but I wondered if Shadow Bonnie did the same thing too, but....
    I saw Shadow Freddy came into the room and vanished as I soon saw Freddy Fazbear trying to follow until he just....stopped. I thought he was going to come into the room so he would get what the child soul's desire, but he was looking around confusingly. Did he not knew that the safe room existed? If that was the case then he and possibly the other animatronics will never knew I existed or Fredbear. I then saw Freddy walking away from the safe room, until that man rushed out with an axe in hand and brutally chopped and destroyed Freddy. I was shocked of what I have saw. The parts of Freddy were scattered all over the floor as the man gasped and chuckled at his work. I wanted to murder him, but I was still immobilized. I thought that this couldn't get any worse, but it did. Bonnie soon came along, then Chica, and finally Foxy, at the end, they were all destroyed just like Freddy. I was enraged of what was happening that my supposed new animatronic friends are gone. I was the only animatronic left.
    I heard the man laughed as he then spoke, "Finally....those ugly animatronics are gone! It was nice seeing them again...after all these years. I still can't believe I got away with murder so easily and they thought they would spice up the security with those "facial scanners," pfft, too easy. I believe my work here is done..."
    At that moment as Shadow Freddy disappeared, I wanted to get up and end all this misery, but...
    "You bad man..."
   
The man turned around and was shocked that he was confronted with the four spirits of the children. They must have awoken after that idiot destroyed the animatronics and now they really, really want revenge and now was the time. The murderer backed up as he stuttered, "B-But that's impossible! How can-You brats were haunting the suits weren't you?!? I-"
    "We will never forgive you..." a glowing purple ghost said.
    "Join us..." a glowing brown one said.
    Soon all the spirits were haunting the man with their words as he tries to get away from them, but he got cornered within the same room I was in. Then a fifth spirit floated in and he was the same ghost that I previously saw before this predicament. He started to float closer to the murderer and whenever he hits into a wall, he dashes to the other side and repeat. After the purple menace came cornered, he looked towards me on the ground, unmoved. I knew exactly what he was thinking and if he does what he thinks will work, then it would be my chance to strike. He did. He quickly ran toward me and grabbed the hand crank that was on the ground, attached it on to me and he began to turn the crank to compress my endoskeleton parts. Once the spring locks are locked on, he quickly got into the suit and placed my head over his. The ghost children stopped and just stared at me, well, him. I knew that they wouldn't do anything since they might see me as me and not him, but that was all going to change. The man, realizing his success, began to laugh manically.
    I was at the point that I would do anything to end all of this, but now looking back, I regret my decision. I mean, I wouldn't say it's my fault. If it wasn't for his poor choices, the dripping rain drops from the ceiling, and my force, he would've died in a different way, but it was too late. The spring locks, one by one, were breaking loose as the purple man gasped by the sudden clicks from within me. I was stupid, I lost all thought, I wanted him to die without knowing the consequences that I was going to face. I forced my parts to snap back into place and break the remaining spring locks as the man screamed in agony from my parts crushing him. His screaming reached to a bloodcurdling scream which soon fallen silent as he, including myself, collapsed onto the floor still shaking, until it stopped.
    It took a while for myself to readjust so I can move again, but I looked up to see the children ghosts smiling as they started to fade away. Before I can manage to speak, however, what I heard from the ghosts truly shocked me.
    "He's...He's gone...he's finally gone!"
    "Well he got what he deserved!"
    "I hope you enjoy that suit just like we did!"
    "We can finally be free...thanks to that stupid suit..."
    "Yeah!"
    "You got that right!"
    "Well deserved!"
   
They didn't know....all this time? I was upset that with all the help that I have given to them, they just tossed me aside and used me to kill the murderer and all they want is to be free. I couldn't believe what I was hearing as the ghosts were fading away, I noticed the yellow one didn't say anything and just looked at me, until he and the others disappeared. I was alone again. No animatronic left intact. No human being alive. Nothing. Just me and the corpse of a murderer. An act that I thought would bring justice to all, only brought consequences to me.


He sees through my eyes, twists my thoughts with lies, 
this metal prison became his wicked disguise
A shell filled with hate, a lethal play mate, 
I am so sorry, I never wanted this



    The workers and the manager discovered me in a bloody mess as the manager quickly ordered the safe room to be sealed. That was it. That was the last thing I've seen from the closed down pizzeria and now I'm left here all alone with nobody to talk to and I just absolutely hated myself at that point. As soon as the walls were built and silence grew outside the walls, I got up and I started blaming myself for all my actions or non-actions that I have done. I knew I couldn't live without somebody for me to talk to.
    "I just wanted a friend," I said outloud, "Who would ever be friends with someone like me?"
    "But ̷y̢ou̶'re ̕n̴o͢t ͜àlone..̀."
    I spun around by a voice that came out of nowhere. "Wh-Who said that?"
    "Doǹ'̧t̵ ̨you̕ re̶me̴mber͢? F̶ro̧m ̡l͠as̸t ͘ni̕ght, w͘he̸n ҉YOU ͘KI͢LLED M̀E!̸"
    I immediately knew who it was. I was shocked that I was hearing the voice of the murderer who is suppose to be dead, unless, "Ar-Are you a ghost?"
    "Yęs͘.̷..̕f̶or ͜a ̴s̶p͡r̴i̸ng͠ ̷anima͝t̀r͢o̡nic,̡ y͜o̸u͟ ́sur͢e a͠re̴ an ͢ídiot̕,̕" the purple man replied.
    "I am not an idiot!"
    "Sųur͘r͞rre̕ you̶ ͏a͜re,"
    "So you're inside of me?"
    "Of̢ ̛còu̸r͏s͜e ͞a͘nd̷ ̷I'm̨ ̶goi̧ng ̧to̕ ̷be̕ ͜st͝u̵c͢k wit̵h͞ ỳoư ųntil ̕y̢o͏u͏r ve͝ŕy d҉em̴ise͢. ͝I͢n̵ o҉th͞er͘ w͘or͡ds̡,҉ I̢ w͟il͟l ͠be̕ ̨i̕n̵ c͝ha̸rge͢ ̕d̕ur̀i̢n̷g҉ t͝h͡e nigh̨t͏ aǹd ͢y͠ou ͏are ̷go͠i͡ng̀ t͝o͞ h̡e͡lp҉ me̢ i̡n any w̴a̧y ne̡c̡essar͘y͠ ͠a͜n̢d͝ ͟y͠où ́cąn'̧t͡ ͢de̴ny̧ ìt o͝r ͡el̨se͏.̕.͏.̡" the murderer stated.
    "Or else what?" I asked.
    After I did, however, I twitched as I suddenly lost control of myself as my body wasn't respond to my thoughts anymore. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't as my voice now belonged to the murderer as he laughed darkly, "I͘ ̀wi̴ll ̨f̷orc̡e ̧y̧ou͞,̢ w̴h̢èt̵h͞e̵r y̷ou ̢li͟ke ̴it̢ ͟or n̛o̷t.̴ ̨D͞o̵ you ̵un̴ḑȩr͢ştánd͟?"
    "Y-Yes..."
    "C̸ome͞ ̛o̧n̸,͜" the purple man said, "Say ̛i̴t͏,҉"
    "...M-Master...."

    From that day and forward, I was now HIS puppet and I must obey any orders or else he'll force me to. That was what it was like for the rest of the 30 years. Losing sanity, my emotions, my happy memories, everything and I have to suffer these consequences. Things went like that until a few people discovered me. I remember that I was being taken to the back of a truck and traveled to a new place called Fazbear's Fright: The Horror Attraction, where I would live the rest of my days from being inactive during the day and hunt down the security guard at night.
    This is where you have to believe me on this.
    I never wanted to kill you.
    HE was controlling me from the very start and guiding me throughout the hallways until I have reached your office. I'm glad that I was built to follow the sounds of children. It makes me glad that you are safe, but also sad that I will never see a child's face ever again and yes I am well aware that the voice belongs to Balloon Boy. How you may ask? Well, you are not the only one who sees hallucinations of previous animatronics, I do too, but they only appear to hiss at me or call me a monster because of HIM. These ghosts don't know that they aren't just haunting the murderer, but they are haunting me too. There were even at times where I would attempt to call for Fredbear only for HIM to silence me and told that I was too childish. Before your shift starts, I would sometimes come and visit you so I can explain all this, but of course you were afraid of me and you would always head out toward the exit if I get too close. All I wanted is someone to understand me. I wanted someone to comfort me during these dark hours just like how Fredbear done it, but I guess I'll never get that chance now do I? I'm just a scared, confused, and lonely animatronic who just wanted a friend.
    I am so grateful that you get to listen of what I was going through and I hope you have a change in heart about me. I want to say that I am so very sorry about these past nights when you took the job. I wanted to bid you farewell and thank you for surviving your five nights here at this haunted attraction, but now...I've got business to attend to.

    'What business?' you may ask. Well, I've noticed that these hallucinations looked different from the originals and more charred, I think that they are trying to tell me, or you, something and now I finally understand.
    They are not freed yet. They are only free if the place where they reside all these years are gone and never to haunt their memories forever. May I ask you this: What did "Phone Dude" warned you about during your first night?

    Fire.

    I know you say that I'm crazy and I thought so too, but I just want all of this to end and they do too! I don't want to live the rest of my life of someone telling and forcing me what to do and become a psychopathic murderer, I just want to be free....like them. Maybe there is this great place in the starry night sky where everyone is loved and long lost friends are reunited and I think that Fredbear might be there waiting for me. Please let me do this, but all I'm asking for you is to....


"Please escape this place, leave this blood stained maze, 
I don't think that I can control his terror and craze!
Lock me in and leave, he will not bereave, 
I will hold him here because it is my time to grieve

To grieve, alone, please lock me in and go..."


    Fredbear........don't worry........I'll be with you soon.......

~THE END~
EDIT 6: WOAH! 3,000 views! That's insane! I wanted to check back on this a few months later to see how the views are like, but dang I was not expecting that at all. Thank you guys! :)
EDIT 5: 2,000 views! You guys, I really can't believe this! I have better stuff than this, but then again this is probably the best story I've written so far. Thanks again guys! :)
EDIT 4: I've made a comic which is a continuation of this story and also an anniversary thing for FNAF 3. You can check it out here!
EDIT 3: I'm going to be so surprised if this somehow reaches 2,000 views...seriously there's almost 1,800 views as of now geez...
EDIT 2: Wow! This is my most viewed thing in my gallery with over 1,000 views! Thanks you guys, I wasn't expecting this to be the most viewed thing from me.

Me: Alright let's come up with some ideas for a Springtrap fanfic!
My Mind: Hmmm....these are some really good ideas, but I'm not too sure what to choose. Maybe you should take a break.
Me: Yeah, I'll do that.

*after browsing through Youtube videos*

My Mind: So ready to get back to work on the ideas?
Me: I know what I'm going to write.
My Mind: Alright is it something exciting?
Me: No...it's....sad....
My Mind: But Pinky, didn't you already wrote a sad ending fo-
Me: I DON'T CARE! If I'm inspired to write a story related to a song, then I want to try that idea.
My Mind: Fine then....


And that's what was going through me and my mind when coming up ideas for the Springtrap fanfic I was planning to write. I wasn't expecting the fanfic to be sad like the other one near the end, but I had to after watching one particular video. Both the story and the thumbnail are heavily inspired by Zalzar's first FNAF related song: "Springtrap's Sorrow" and I highly recommend that you check the video out for yourselves since he really put effort into making the video.

EDIT: Sorry to stop you all, but I just realized that the thumbnail seems to be hard to see, so if you guys are interested in seeing what the full view looks like then click here! Anyway continue on your reading...

This fanfic is basically my AU for Springtrap and I believed it was him who started the fire since he wanted to end all this misery and wanted to see Fredbear (Golden Freddy) again after so many years of being alone and blamed for actions that he didn't even do for over 30 years. I mostly think about what the animatronics feel in certain situations, even Springtrap so it's perfectly natural since others will think of the same way too.

I know I didn't directly stated at the beginning of the fanfic, but I would like to explain it now. I'm not the best story writer in the world, so I'm bound to make some mistakes or some parts here are a bit confusing or hard to understand, but just bare with me on this.

Besides that I hope you guys enjoyed this fanfic I wrote to you all and I hope you guys now understand what really is like to be in Sprintrap's place for his entire life. Anyway, Enjoy!


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