•your dead emerald eyes●《Chris Afton x reader fanfic》 ¤▪︎female▪︎¤

~Chapter 28~

I smirk and look up to see the dishevelled form of Foxy the pirate fox. He took me by surprise briefly but I quickly recover and jump up and run over to Alysa. Foxy stands, towering over the woman who looks terrified. I skid onto the floor next to Alysa and pull the knife that William had given me.

"Foxy for the love of Scott, don't kill her. I don't want to be killing people today" I say, grabbing Alysa's tied hands and begin to cut the rope holding them together.

"'Ho's Scott, and why don' you wanna kill 'er?" Foxy responds still standing off with the woman.

"I just don't and I have no clue who Scott is." The rope gives way and I move onto her ankles that were also binned. Sick people, getting innocent people involved.

"I'm sorry you got dragged into this affair Alysa"  I apologise, turning to look properly at her face. She was clearly terrified and was keeping an eye on Foxy also clearly not trusting him.

"You needn't worry about Foxy, he's working with me and other people." I reassure her with a small smile. Her face softens but does not lose the fear she was experiencing. I hear a sickening crack and I know that Foxy has 'apprehended' the woman. There's another form of rumbling coming from behind me and Alysa screams, facing the animatronic she saw it before me, but considering she has seen all of the Originals before, she wouldn't scream at them so from that I can deduce that its a nightmare animatronic, which would explain why its footfall is so damn heavy. I turn around and see Chica.

"Chica, thank god!" I say with a smile. Her 8 foot form comes to a stop and her exposed Irises look around, evaluating the area.

"Is everything alright?" She asks, showing the rows of razors in her mouth causing Alysa to grab onto me and tremble. I hold her hand and help her stand up.

"Alysa, you need to get out of here, its not safe" I say then turn to Chica. "Chica do you think you can communicate with the other nightmare animatronics so that they wont attack her and think she's one of them lot" Chica nods and I turn back to Alysa. I study her, making sure she wasn't too injured. The only injuries she had was some bruising where the ropes were wrapped around her and a nasty bruise on her chin. Nothing life threatening which calmed me. She watched me as I examined her.

"Your bleeding from your temple" She points out in a whisper. I shrug.

"Do not worry about me, you need to get out of here. There's a door A few hundred meters to the east of here" I tell her and lead her in the general direction of the door.

"Y/N... I want to help" Alysa says, turning to me in a manner so confident it was almost scary how willing she was after what she had just witnessed. I understand that the situation is a dangerous one but jokes are always a way to lift spirits.

"Can you fight, weakling?" I smile. She laughs very softly.

"I'd like to think I can" She grins and I nod in agreement. I hand her a knife, leaving me with one and then grab my gun from off the floor. I turn to the two animatronics.

"Where are the rest?" I ask.

"They're scattered ar-r-round, fighting with different gr-o-oups of people" Chica says and Foxy makes a nodding motion.

"The only one who In't 'ere I'm pret'y sure is Chica. Freddy told us" Foxy explains and I nod in gratitude that Chica didn't come.

"But I thought Y/N said that was Chica" Alysa says pointing to Chica. The nightmare version. 

"You'll learn that there are like 7 different Chica's. And those are only the ones I know about, I'm sure there are loads more. I haven't met the Glamrocks or the Phantoms yet, so there is sure to be a Chica in each of them" I say and Alysa nods unsurely.

"We should get moving, Chica you go back with the nightmares or stay with me, Foxy you go back with Bonnie and don't think I didn't notice that he isn't here" I say and turn to each of them in turn. Foxy nods and leaves, leaving a trail of clanks, clangs and the whine of gears in his wake. I chuckle. Mention Bonnie and the guy loses all sense of awareness. Chica decides to stay, which to be honest I was glad to have her with us as it calmed me that there was a strong person...thing? that could protect Alysa if she needed it. We make our way over to the door I had seen earlier, keeping close to the shipping containers so that no one could get us from behind. before leaving the safety of one container to get to another we triple checked the surroundings then ran between the two containers.

"Can you see the door, Chica?" I ask, whispering so that we can hear everything going on around us. Chica's robotic head jerks left then right the left again and settles in the middle, looking over to see if she could see the door. I sigh.

"Lets keep going" I whisper and lead the two over a gap between two containers then I press my back against the container again. We sneak in absolute silence. It surprised me just how quite Alysa was being, at school she was always the centre of attention, loud and cocky. I get why she's so popular, she's extremely pretty with her naturally plump pink lips and rosy cheeks with full lashes and chocolate brown eyes. Her lengthy, soft, shiny brown hair always sits perfectly in a high ponytail, that at the moment and with the situation we are in, is messy and falling out. She stalks behind me, literally placing her life in my hands. If I give one wrong instruction, either of us could be killed or injured. Hopefully if anything does happen it'll be the latter and not severely.

"H-h-heads up" Chica warns, pointing to our left. I turn, expecting to see someone unfamiliar to me, instead seeing eyes. Eyes that seemed unsettlingly familiar. The same E/C eyes as me, bloodshot. But still familiar.

"Miss me?"

"No." Why do I know? Why do I know exactly who he is even though I've never met him? "No. I didn't miss you"