Five Nights at Freddy’s 3
A truck drove slowly down the highway towards a new pizzeria.
“I believe those spring-lock accidents back in 1986 were fake.” Said a passenger in the back.
“What makes you think that?” Another person said in front of the passenger.
“Look, they would’ve hid it.” The passenger said.
“He has a point.” A gravely voice mixed with a human voice said between them.
“I’m living proof.”
“And who are you?” Asked the passenger.
“Your worst fear.” The voice said coldly.
The passenger shakes his head.
“How are you ‘living proof’ then?” The passenger asks.
“Turn the light on.” The voice uttered, and the other passenger turns on a flashlight.
“What the hell are you?!” The passenger yelled.
“They call me… ‘Springtrap’.” The voice said, then Springtrap broke the passengers neck swiftly.
“Turn the flashlight off, it’s hurting my eyes.” Springtrap said.
The other passenger did so.
ONE HOUR LATER…
Micheal looks at the newspaper.
“This place seems weird…” He grumbled.
Micheal is a seemingly normal looking person on the outside, but on the inside he’s dealt with guilt, loss, pain, anger, sorrow and suffering all at one when he was only just about to turn sixteen years old.
Micheal has blood shot eyes, droopy skin, and he constantly looks tired and he is always ready to fight anything that stands in his way, and against him.
He also has long, curvy black hair, and he often wears black or dark grey.
ONE NIGHT LATER…
A truck pulls up and two men leave the truck with a seemly dead body.
“WHAT EVEN IS THAT?!” A man yelled.
“You made it, where is it?” One of the men holding the body asked.
“Springtrap wants the answer, doesn’t it?” The guy asked.
“Just tell us.” Another man holding the body said coldly.
“Fine fine! Follow me.” The guy said, and they go into Fazbears Fright: The Horror Attraction.
“So your name is Dr. Jeff?” A man said, as he put the body down slowly.
“Yes, indeed it is.” Dr. Jeff said with pride.
The two men open the body bag and Springtrap is inside awake.
“What?!-“ Dr. Jeff exclaimed.
“I never knew he looked like that!”
Springtrap slowly leaves the body bag.
Springtrap is a green animatronic rabbit with white, human eyes that never blink.
He has half of his right ear missing, showing a wire or two, and he has his Endoskeleton feet exposed.
Springtrap is missing a few fingertips on the suit and his suit teeth are slowly rotting away.
He has wires and holes in his suit everywhere, making him have a seemingly weak appearance, yet extremely menacing.
He is also roughly seven feet tall - including the ears.
“You have something I desperately need.” Springtrap said coldly.
“This?” Dr. Jeff asked with fear in his face.
Dr. Jeff holds a bomb looking contraption.
“Indeed it is.” Springtrap said with slight satisfaction.
“Why? Why do you need it now, can’t you wait?” Dr. Jeff asked quickly.
“I need it in my hands, to keep it safe, in case it falls in the wrong hands.” Springtrap said with his bright, white eyes glaring at Dr. Jeff.
“YOU ARE THE WRONG HANDS!” Dr. Jeff screams.
“I know.” Springtrap said slowly.
“What about your destiny? What about everything else in life?” Dr. Jeff frantically asks.
“Destiny doesn’t exist with me.” Springtrap said seemingly sadly.
“Take him away, I can take care of this myself.” Springtrap said, as he snatched the contraption from Dr. Jeff’s hands.
“WAIT, NO! ITS POWER IS BEYOND YOU! PLE-“ Dr. Jeff’s voice was muffled due to Springtrap’s two guards putting a bag over Dr. Jeff’s head.
ONE HOUR LATER…
Micheal heard the whole discussion, he already knew Springtrap was his father, he knew all of it, that’s how he found the hiding place for the contraption.
Micheal brings it to a room, and he tries to how wire it. It fails horribly.
Micheal eventually gives up, he’s letting his tiredness get the best of him.
NIGHT 6
While Micheal is guarding the new horror attraction, a bunch of random guys in black vests and suits break in.
“Did you find the contraption?” Springtrap asks.
“Yes.” One of the men said, handing it to him.
In Springtrap’s other hand he’s holding Dr. Jeff hostage.
Springtrap silently examines the object.
“Now, we connect top piece on and this place will become my new business.” Springtrap said coldly.
“Wait, Springtrap sir, someone’s coming!” Dr. Jeff quickly said.
Micheal has come to confront his father.
“Ah yes… Micheal!” Springtrap said with slight amusement.
“LET GO OF THAT CONTRAPTION!” Micheal shouts.
“Or what?” Springtrap mused.
“I’LL CALL THE POLICE!” Micheal said even louder.
“Too late.” Springtrap said coldly.
“What do you mean?” Micheal asks as he stops in his steps.
“I hired CIA members, which is why I have these men.” Springtrap explained.
“NO! IMPOSSIBLE!” Micheal yelled.
Suddenly two of the men take Micheal outside of the building, while Micheal’s face goes blank.
Micheal knows that if the hot wiring didn’t work, then his murderous father will ultimately win.
“Please, be careful.” Dr. Jeff muttered.
“Take him away, I can’t stand his sight anymore. If this somehow fails, bring him with you.” Springtrap said.
“Wait, no, wait, PLEASE! WAIT!” Dr. Jeff screams in fear.
Dr. Jeff gets taken away to another room, as he screams in fear and protest.
“Now, it’s time. Time to make this business mine!” Springtrap yells, then he coughs loudly.
All the doors suddenly unlock.
“Now, the time of victory! This place will become… Springtrap’s Robotics!” Springtrap exclaims, getting the top part on.
Springtrap locks the top part of the contraption, but something happens, a massive explosion erupts and fire spreads quickly everywhere.
Micheal escapes the grasp of the two men and beats them.
Micheal sees Dr. Jeff run away at full speed.
But Micheal has something else to do, something to finally finish.
Micheal rushes in the building and sees Springtrap lying on his back, with some of his suit and flesh burning.
“FATHER!” Micheal screams over the collapsing rubble and through the fire and smoke.
Springtrap suddenly rushes towards Micheal but Micheal accidentally dislocates Springtrap’s left arm and it falls off.
“YOU! YOU DID THIS MICHEAL! I HATE YOU!” Springtrap yells.
“No. It’s your fault.” Micheal mutters and he kicks Springtrap’s voice box, severely damaging it.
Springtrap slowly grunts as he is on the ground burning.
“M… Micheal… help me… please…” Springtrap sputters.
“Not until you call me your son!” Micheal exclaims as he kicks Springtrap’s head in, presumably killing him.
Micheal looks at his dead father.
“He was already dead long ago…” Micheal mutters, running out of the building before it completely crashes and explodes.
Micheal kicks some dirt and looks at an old picture of his family.
He puts it away and walks off as the fire department pulls up.
THE END…
FOR NOW…
