POV Foxy
"Is Mangle going to ever remember us again?! I don't know, I need to lie down, my heads spinning in circles again."
I watched Golden leave. I looked over towards Mangle. She looked lifeless. Helpless. Alone. Lost. I wanted to help her. I felt alone and scared. I looked towards Marionette. She looked at me and smiled. She then waved and sat up. As I waved she walked away. I was alone. It reminded me of 1987. Alone and scared. Helpless and lifeless. I curled up in a ball on the floor and tried to forget.
~Time Skip~
I woke up to the motion of someone tapping me. I moved my head upwards. I must've fallen alseep. I looked at who it was...it was Mangle. I looked into her eyes and she stared at me.
"Hello? Can I help you?" She replied calmly, yet puzzled.
"Well, um...I...Mangle?" I replied very coldly.
"How do you know my name?" She questioned.
"Well, let's just say I...knew...you." I replied quietly. Obviously pausing on my words.
"You did? I remember a fox. Red fox, you." She smiled at me. Warmness spreading across her face, brightly.
"Do you remember my name?" She frowned when I questioned her.
"No. But please. Please...please help me remember." She replied in a low whisper. Almost like a doubt.
"Foxy. Foxy Ashkilk." I suddenly stopped. Where did I get that name? It suddenly hit me! That was my name before...before the incident. The killer.
"Foxy Ashkilk? I'll just call you Foxy. Okay?" I looked up at her and smiled.
"Yeah, that's fine." I thought for a second. I know someone who can explain this. "I have to go." I ran out of the room.
"Oh, okay. Bye Foxy!"
I ran out of the room and down the hallway. I ran to a room and knocked on the door. I heard a familiar voice call out.
"It's open!"
I walked in and smiled at the figure.
"I need to know about...before. Please! Your the only one who remembers anything!" I yelled out. Knowing how to get her to listen.
"O-okay. It was bloody. A killing...of...five kids. You, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Golden. Foxy? Do you remember anything from your past life?" She smiled.
"Yeah. My name, Joey Ashkilk. And another name. Mari Ashkilk. I don't know who's name it is, though." The girl smiled. She put her hand in mine. And hugged me.
"You remembered me." I could hear her crying. I pulled away and looked at her. Who is this girl, you ask? It was Marionette.
"What?!" I yelled. She smiled.
"Foxy. Joey. My son, my little boy." She smiled and put a hand on my face. I put my hand on hers.
"Your my mom?!" She nodded.
"I didn't know how to explain it. So I didn't tell you. But now you needed to know...so...yeah." She looked into his eyes. She pulled away and smiled.
"Hey, Marionette? I have to go. I have something I need to do." I waved and smiled. She waved back. And I left the room, shutting the door behind me with a small creak.
I walked down the hall. I headed into the dining room. I had some business to take care of. And they should form an army. Because I'm pissed.
~Stay Tuned For Chapter 12: Wars For The Family~
~Sorry It Was So Short~
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Five Nights At Freddy's: Fragments | (Mangle/Foxy FanFiction)
Action"Secrets go unsolved. Mysteries change. And feelings are over. War has begun. People are angry. And we are caught in the middle of it. Help me. Help me survive this war. Before it's too late." -Mangle
