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[GORE] The Adelaide Incident [FNAF, Renegade AU]

Link: https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/GORE-The-Adelaide-Incident-FNAF-Renegade-AU-946218870

Story (Deviantart): https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/GORE-The-Adelaide-Incident-FNAF-Renegade-AU-946219645

Story (AO3): https://archiveofourown.org/works/44455951

Published: Jan 22, 2023

Caution: the following contains gore (broken bones, lots of blood, vivisection), but everyone who starts this fic as alive remains alive.

Some of Ness's searches were things William wanted to research. Others were warnings of what was to come so she could foil the Afton's plans whilst not being present.

The Viking blood eagle calendar was a warning of a plan she had heard whilst William thought she was unaware. A plan centred around the virus that was unleashed onto the system.

A grim ritual that nobody wants to be a part of.

A contracting company who will all die if they cannot prevent the ritual. Yet four of the five already are unable to prevent it.

All conducted by mad scientist who wishes to raise herself from the grave. A plan she'd had in the making for ages.

One chance remains to mitigate and prevent the damage that could be caused by the Adelaide Incident.

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[°•🌹 Chapter 1 🌹•°]

Time was passing too slowly or did he want it to pass slower?

Daniel Rocha didn't know anymore. He had been locked in this storage crate for what felt like hours, the shackles around his neck, wrists, and ankles felt heavier and heavier by the second. Even if the crate was opened, he knew he wouldn't be able to run.

Adelaide had taken control of Steve, Mark, and Anna. She had latched onto Steve, and then she had used masks to force Mark to do her bidding. And last night, when Anna stayed back late to close up, she must have attacked her then, and forced the mask onto her face. Now they were all under her control.

Dan knew that Adelaide intended to use Anna to kill him; the ghost had said as much herself, proudly laying out her plan before she had locked him in this crate. He knew that she would make his death painful, and he was terrified. He knew that once the crate was opened, he'd be killed.

There was only one person who'd be able to save him though.

Luis and Ness were out somewhere doing something that she couldn't disclose, meaning that Raha was the only one who would be coming into work.

He already knew that she was his only ray of hope for survival, and he worried for her safety; if she did figure out what was going on, it'd be a three Vs one, and as much as he knew Raha to be a feisty fighter, he had experienced the supernatural strength that Adelaide had bestowed upon her victims first hand and knew that the fight would be far from fair.

Replaying the situation in his mind, over and over, he had come to the sickening realisation that there was nothing he could have done to stop Adelaide unless he knew things that he couldn't possibly have known. To fight was to lose. To run would be to get caught. The choice of date was significant too; it couldn't be coincidence that the day on which Ness had to 'run some errands', as was all she had said, was the one that Adelaide had chosen as her day to strike.

As he curled up in his crate, he knew that he couldn't have done anything differently.

His only company at this bitter end was the same old leaky pipes that ran through the basement's rafters. He had joked about not living to see the day when a plumber wouldn't cancel last minute and would actually show up and fix the damn leaky things, but he didn't expect this joke to ever come true.

But he held out hope: maybe someone would still save him. Maybe Raha would show up in the nick of time. Maybe one of his colleagues would do the impossible and gain back control. He hoped that survival was more than a pipe dream.

As if to steal his last piece of hope from him, the door to the crate opened.

"Lucky you. We're ahead of schedule. Your death can come sooner than expected." Adelaide's voice rang out from Steve's mouth. It was terrifying to hear.

At his side's stood Anna and Mark. Each of thier faces were obscured by the rabbit masks they had been forced into. The two of them reached into the crate and grabbed him.

He didn't resist.

As much as Dan wanted to try and lash out, to try and escape, to try and survive, there was a gnawing feeling that it was no use. His arms and legs felt like lead as he was dragged across the floor by his shoulders and tossed onto the makeshift altar.

He looked up and saw the masks that covered the faces of his friends.

Mark's mask was the most similar to the 'Vanny mask' that Ness had showed them, and was the one that Mark had worn two times before. Dan figured that those two times were a test run for this.

Anna's mask was much more dainty; made up of gold wire and white fabric. It resembled more of a masquerade mask than Mark's, and he could see the lower half of her face. Her lip was split and it looked as if her cheek was bruised.

Steve wasn't wearing a mask, or more accurately, he was Adelaide's mask. He looked dehydrated and tired, as if the woman had forgotten the basic needs of a human.

He wanted to help them, but he knew that in his current state, he was helpless. Perhaps this was all a bad dream and that he'd wake up, but he knew that this was all too real.

He watched as Anna held an ornate knife above his chest. He knew that Anna was doing her best to try and escape the control that Adelaide had over her, but it didn't look like her attempts were coming to fruition. After all, Adelaide wasn't the type of ghost to release thier stranglehold of a person's mind so easily.

The knife was plunged downward, and Dan shrieked as the metal broke skin, muscle, and who knew what else.

Dan could see that all Anna could do was cry as her tears fell down her cheeks and onto his face. It was somewhat comforting to know that Anna was still in there, even though they both knew that Adelaide was using her to kill him, and that the spectre didn't intend on killing him instantly.

He knew the wound wouldn't be fatal and that it was likely only bearly scratching past his heart. The knife was pulled out slightly to catch just his skin, and was torn downward. His vision blurred and as Anna raised the knife again, he saw blood staining her hands and the dress she had been forced into.

The knife was plunged back in at his chest and was torn horizontally this time. He shrieked, and as he tried to look down at himself, all he saw was a bloody mess.

The grim vivicection continued as Adelaide used Anna's hands to fold over his skin, exposing his ribcage as if he were a corpse on an autopsy table.

He didn't know if it was a miracle or a curse that he was still alive.

Or if it was due to Adelaide's grim surgical prowess that forced him to live through this torture.

Dan couldn't hear himself scream anymore. His throat hurt, and he knew that something was coming out, but he couldn't hear. A nausea had built up in his gut and had made its way to his head, but he couldn't throw up.

He felt a hand dig into his chest and grab his lowest left rib.

There was only a sickening snap as it was tore out of place.

[°•🌹 Chapter 2 🌹•°]

Raha sat at the garage, waiting for the blokes working there to get their asses into gear so she could just sign the paperwork, leave the damn car here, and get to work. Taking the car for its MOT on behalf of her mum, who was flooded with work and whose hours lined up with her being off when all the damn garages were closed, was becoming more hassle than it was bloody worth. Not to mention that some of the guys here had already commented on her tough yet slightly slim figure multiple times, and it was all starting to piss her off.

As she waited, she felt nervous. It felt as if something was terribly terribly wrong. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she knew she had to get somewhere, and soon.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she had received a text from Dan, and one text turned into two.

'How long are you going to be?'

'Anna never clocked out last night.'

These two texts filled her with dread, and then two turned into three.

"Steve clocked out last. I"

It seemed as if Dan had been cut off in the middle of typing.

She had to leave. Now.

"Could ya hurry it up? Yer makin me run late for somethin important. It's an emergency." She said, the Scottish accent she got from her mum contradicting the tan appearance she got from her dad.

She didn't want to say why she had to leave. She didn't know who she could trust.

Nobody seemed to pay her any mind.

"Can I go yet? Hello?" She shouted. She noticed that she was shaking slightly, "I'll sign for anything later. Or better, ya can call me mum. It's her car an she told you I was just bringing the sack of junk in."

"Eh, fine." One of the lads replied, "here's the paperwork."

Raha scowled as she saw the man take the papers out of the printer. They were the exact same sheets of paper she saw when she first walked in. They could have handed these to her at any time. She could have been out of here ages ago. She had taken her own car in for an MOT many times, and she had been able to leave within minutes, but either minutes felt like hours today, or this was the other reason that Anna recommended getting an MOT done at literally any other place than this.

"Thanks." She replied as she filled out the paperwork as fast as possible before turning heel. Her mum would be paying when she picked up the car and that was the one bloody thing anyone had actually understood today.

"I coulda got the certification to do these bloody tests myself in the time it took ya to get the paperwork sorted." She mumbled as she walked out of the building and then ran to work.

Each breath hung heavy in her throat as she sprinted down the road, her work boots making a heavy thud each time they connected with the concrete streets. She knew damn well something was wrong, and she had to find out what it was. Now.

As the concrete under her boots drummed a steady tune, she thought back over the events of the past few days.

They had found that Adelaide - an electrical ghost - had gotten into thier computer systems and seemed to be setting the stage for something.

Mark had been found wearing a rabbit mask similar to Ness's 'Vanny' mask, and had no memory of events that had occured whilst wearing the mask. Inspection of the mask and his face showed that the mask had needle-like components that stuck into his skin like a 555 timer to a PCB.

Stevens memory had larger lapses than usual.

Anna had stayed back that night to sort out the buckets in the basement, as she had always done since the pipes started leaking. But she now knew that Anna hadn't left the building last night.

She had gone to sleep with the awful feeling that Anna hadn't gone home, and Dan's messages had confirmed it.

She had texted him back to say she would be a bit, but her message was never responded to or even read.

That could only mean one thing.

Adelaide had gotten Anna, and probably Dan as well. Mark had probably fallen to her too.

And Adelaide must have been controling Steve.

Her head was pounding as she reached the maintenance firm. She had been running for a solid twenty minutes and she felt fit to collapse, but she had to keep moving whilst she still had adrenaline in her veins, because if her tussle with Mark about a week ago was anything to go by, she was in for one hell of a fight.

She gently opened the door to the maintenance firm.

[°•🌹 Chapter 3 🌹•°]

Scratch marks littered the floor, coming from the break room and trailing towards the basement.

Dan's phone was left cracked on the floor which was littered with spots of blood.

They looked fresh.

"Is this Dan's blood?" She asked herself, crouching by the scene. She had to think fast.

The scratches started in the middle of the break room floor, which was also where most of the blood was.

She had already seen that the scratches lead down to the basement, but she inspected them closer. It at first looked like someone had dragged an endo, but on closer inspection, you'd only get scratches this light if a more rounded chunk of metal was dragged along the floor.

"If they dragged Dan down there, where did the scratches come from. Did he use-" She asked herself before her thinking was cut off by hearing a muffled scream.

"Shit. Now's no time to be a detective."

She bolted to the storage room to find a suitable weapon and set her eyes on a nice length of pipe and a hammer.

She slipped the hammer into her belt and grasped the pipe like a bat before sneaking down the stairs to the basement.

She nudged open the door, hoping that she wasn't noticed, and she saw a gruesome sight.

Anna was in a long cream dress, one she felt she recognised from somewhere, and her face was half obscured by a dainty rabbit mask. Her hair was down and her hands were bloody, one of them inside of Dan's torso.

Dan had been cut open and was lying on a metal workbench, his wrists and ankles shackled - that must have been the cause of the scratches in the break room. Blood had already dripped onto the floor from the slice down his torso, and the only thing that confirmed that Dan was still alive was the shriek he made when Anna's hand swiftly emerged from Dan's torso with one of his ribs in hand.

Mark's face was covered by that damn mask, and he seemed to be collecting the blood, for what purpose, she didn't know.

Steve was standing parallel to her, and had definitely seen her.

She stepped out to fight, and Mark turned his head to stare at her too.

Like a wild animal, he rushed at her, covering the ground between them at speeds she couldn't comprehend.

She swung her pipe, unsure of if she'd hit anything, but the resistance as she followed through on the swing told her otherwise. A scratch had been engraved on Mark's mask where she had hit him, but he didn't seem to be in any pain at all.

Mark reached out and grabbed her arm, dragging her forward into the make-shift ritual site, but she buried her heels in the concrete before they could get very far, and in that moment, she hit him in the ribs with her pipe.

Then she hit him again.

Then she hit him over the head.

And he fell.

Before he had even hit the ground, she grabbed the mask and ripped it off his face. The set of pinprick scars on each side of his face from the first time he had been forced into the mask had become gashes: gashes that she realised that she had a part in making.

There was no time for apologies as she grabbed Mark by the shoulders and pulled him up. He was breathing, and he was dazed, but he was alive and thankfully conscious.

"What... Happened?" Mark's voice was strained and dry. His body was limp, and he was not about to stand on his own.

"Get up. Adelaide still has Anna and Steve, and Dan's probably fucking dead."

Raha finally heard the abject terror in her own voice.

Without waiting for a reply, she set Mark on his feet and thrust the hammer she had picked up into his hands.

"Here. We need to fight."

Mark fumbled with the hammer and almost collapsed in on himself before looking between Raha and the others.

"Right." He tried to nod, but he was still rather dizzy and his head hurt. Even with how fuzzy the memories were despite being as recent as ten seconds ago, he did remember what happened when he was wearing the mask this time, so he knew damn well how servere the situation was.

The duo looked over at the rest of the 'ritual' and nodded in unspoken agreement before dashing towards Anna.

Raha made the first move and swung her metal pipe. Anna caught it with ease, but that was the plan. Mark turned the attack into a pincer strike and struck Anna with the side of the hammer he was given. The strike made a sickening crack and blood pooled into the sleeve of her dress, and it was only then that Mark was able to realise properly that he'd just broken Anna's arm.

But even with the injured arm, Anna was still using it as if it were unbroken.

After bearly sidestepping a stab, Raha delivered a sucker punch to Anna's jaw. She heard a crack as Anna stumbled backwards, but she didn't fall over.

As Anna begun to right her balance, Mark rushed in and ripped the mask of Anna's face in the unspoken final step of thier plan, and Anna collapsed to the ground with a shriek of pain.

The knife clattered on the ground, and both Mark and Steve raced to grab the blade.

As Raha shook Anna awake, she heard Mark scream.

Adelaide, in Steve's body, had grabbed the knife first and was holding it to Marks throat.

"You INTERLOPER!" Adelaide's voice spilled out of Steve's mouth, "I was THIS CLOSE! You surrender now or I'll kill Mark right now!"

Both Anna and Raha slowly clambered to their feet. They both shared the same intention, but what it was was unknown to the rest of the room.

"You're gonna do it anyway!"

Anna's voice rung out as she rushed Adelaide, driving her elbow into Steve's ribs, hoping that the monster in control of him would feel the pain too, and whilst that did cause them to stumble back, it wasn't enough.

"Nice try."

Mark's screams almost drowned out the grotesque sounds of what was only comparable to a bucket overflowing as a knife was plunged into the side of his neck. Blood flowed from the wound, yet was hardly visible on his red jacket and black shirt.

"OH NO YOU FUCKING DON'T!"

A crack of fist against form filled the air as Raha blindsided Adelaide with a punch to Steve's head. In a momentary lapse in control, Steve dropped Mark and backed off, but Adelaide quickly resumed control.

"I'm ok. I don't think it hit anything vital. A second longer though..." Mark's voice was weak, but there. He was alive. And whilst his movements did seem stiff and pained, he was still able to move, but less able to fight. But he was hell bent on helping. "I'll free Dan. You guys save Steve."

Anna shakily picked up Mark's hammer and then turned to Raha. The ladies gave eachother a firm nod before turning to face Steve.

The ladies raised their weapons to attend attack, yet he stayed where he was. Not like a deer in headlights, but instead, someone confident in the fact that the oncoming attacks will not faze them.

Raha's attack landed cleanly on Steve's arm, the fabric staining red, but he didn't seem to notice. After all, his body was just the puppet that Adelaide was using to enact her plan, so why the hell would he respond to an attack he knew was coming. The surprise attack that saved Mark was one thing, but she knew he'd watched her close the gap and attack.

But a pain response wasn't what was needed. They just needed to get Steve on the ground and get Adelaide out.

Anna's attack landed next, the blow garnering the same response of the body showing clear signs of injury, but no movement or change in face to reflect it.

Adelaide's laugh rung out from Steve's throat as a second knife was procured from his belt and he begun to attack.

Metal clashed against metal as Raha blocked the swing with her pipe, and as she went to launch a counter, Steve blocked in a similar way. As Anna launched her own attack, Steve swiftly moved to block it. Raha attempted to capitalise on this opportunity, but was swiftly blocked, just as Anna was.

Despite it being a 2 versus 1, they were evenly matched against the spectre that has hijacked thier friend's body.

Punches and armed attacked were thrown back and forth, but neither side seemed to be gaining ground, yet as the fight drew on, Anna and Raha begun to tire.

Raha went for a punch, but had to fall back to evade the slash of a knife, and Anna's surprise attack didn't fare much better, being replied to by a kick to the gut. Adelaide forced Steve's body to move in unnatural ways as they fought, and the duo feared that Steve was already dead.

The clinking of chains resonated in the basement, but Neither Raha or Anna had time to look back lest they risk being on the end of a ritual dagger.

Raha and Anna were on the defensive now. They turned from attempting to attack to focusing on defecting slashes of the knife with their own weapons. Despite being the two most proficient fighters at the maintenance firm (Ness being on-par with them but ultimately absent today), they could not keep up with a ghost. Adelaide did not tire and did not care for the state of Steve's body.

As a swing of the dagger took a chunk out of Raha's dungarees, grazing the skin below, they realised that they were in dire straits: they wouldn't be able to keep this up for much longer.

As Anna blocked another incoming swing, a look of shock spread across Steve's face. A bloodcurdling scream pierced the air. And a bone had pierced Steve's shoulder.

Steve fell to the ground, and behind him, stood Dan; holding in his internal organs with one hand and his snapped out rib in the other. Whilst Anna and Raha had been fighting, Mark had freed Dan from his bindings, letting the blond sneak up behind Steve to deliver a critical blow.

Steve was down, but this was not over. They still had to get Adelaide out.

Taking the one chance they'd get, Raha, Mark, Anna, and Dan pinned down Steve, and despite Adelaide forcing him to struggle, he stayed down.

"There's a stun gun in the basement closet," Anna panted as she held down one of Steve's legs, "One of us needs to grab it."

"But there's only four of us, and we need to hold him down." Dan shook as he struggled to keep a grip on Steve's arm.

"Who has the weakest grip? And the person closest will cover for them." Mark looked between his colleagues. His breathing was heavy as he tried to keep his wound from bleeding out and keep Steve down.

"Anna?" Raha turned to Anna as she held down Steve's other leg, "your arm's ..."

Anna looked down at her arms. One of them looked normal. The one in the blood caked sleeve, however.

"Its... broken?"

She looked shocked. The adrenaline had been masking the pain, and as it was her non-dominant arm, she didn't notice whilst fighting either.

"I'll go then. Raha, cover me."

With a nod, Raha moved to hold down both of Steve's legs, and Anna shot up and ran to the storage cupboard.

Heart pounding in her chest, sending shockwaves through her head, she rummaged through the contents of the shelves. The unruly sleeves of the costume she had been forced into brushed over the thick layers of dust and kicked up clouds of grey into the air, almost sending Anna into a coughing fit, but she couldn't waste any time. Even though her throat hurt and her nose twitched, she feverishly searched until her fingers brushed against a familiar plastic casing.

Breathing a sigh of relief, she pulled the briefcase to the front of the shelf and opened it: inside was the stun gun she had been looking for, and in the foam insert next to the gun were slots for three charges to be stored.

Only one charge was left.

Loading the stun gun, she took a deep breath and hoped that the stun gun would work; it'd have to.

Stepping back out into the main basement, she was relieved to see that Raha and co were still holding up.

She approached the group, and held up the stun gun. She had it, and had one shot.

She gulped and tried to steady her hands, but she was shaking so much that she didn't even know if she could land this point blank hit.

But she had to. Everyone's lives depended on it.

Because if Adelaide got back up now, they wouldn't be able to get her back down again.

Anna stood over Steve, stun gun in hand, and took a deep breath.

Without a word, she pulled the trigger.

An unknown amount of volts surged out of the old stun gun and into Steve, causing the man to convulse on the ground; thrashing about and flailing, no longer trying to be free, but now trying to withstand the pain.

Two separate shriekes filled the air: the low pained yell from Steve, and the shrill enraged shriek of Adelaide.

Adelaide's screams cut off first and abruptly. She was probably gone. Then Steve's followed, fading out slowly.

Anna kept her fingers tight around the trigger long after everything went silent, and it was the remaining charge finally dissipating which signaled the end.

Steve stopped moving. The whites of his eyes were too red with blood to tell if they had glazed over, but he gazed vacantly at the ceiling. Nobody dared breath as they felt a pit form in thier stomachs.

'is he dead?'

The silent question no-one dared voice, just in case it was true.

But someone was breathing.

Faint, shallow breaths, bearly audible over the sound of blood dripping to the ground from the other two men's wounds.

The fabric of Steve's dress shirt rose and fell, even if only slightly.

He was alive.

Everyone released the breaths they were all too aware that they were holding, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But they couldn't linger for long: survival wasn't guaranteed just yet; grievous injuries needed attention, and fast. A dingy frequently flooded basement was no place to bleed.

"We need to get out of here. But we can't leave anyone alone with Steve, just in case Adelaide isn't gone." Anna glared at the stairs before looking back at her colleagues. "Until we can get a brain scan to confirm weather I drove her out or not, she's a thereat."

"I can still walk. I think Mark can too. We can drag ourselves up, you and Raha can drag Steve up." Dan held the gaping wound in his torso closed like a jacket.

"I'm not letting you walk up those stairs like that."

Anna strode over to Dan and put his free arm over her shoulder. He didn't object, but he did look over at Raha, Mark, and the unconscious Steve.

"So how do we get everyone out?" He asked.

"I'll get Mark and Steve up. You two focus on yourselves." Raha shot back as she pulled Steve up so his arms were draped over her shoulders. Holding Steve in place with one hand, she helped Mark to his feet with the other.

As they approached the stairs, Mark clung to Raha like his life depended on it whilst Raha carried Steve by her side, holding his arm over her shoulder. Anna quickly followed behind, escorting Dan up and out of the basement, keeping one arm around his shoulders to keep him steady, as her other arm hung limp and broken at her side.

The stairs felt as if they took forever to ascend, but once everyone was out and the door was shut they felt the tension in the air dissipate. They were out and the worst was over, but it wasn't completely over yet. Mark and Dan were struggling against the timer of blood loss, nobody knew if Steve would die, and Anna's had a mangled and broken arm.

Anna dashed to her desk to call emergency services. Her hands shook as she fumbled with inputting even the simple number of 911 into the analogue buttons of the number pad, getting blood on the buttons and receiver with each touch.

She held the receiver next to her ear and hoped for a swift reply.

It felt like far too long before someone picked up, but as soon as she was put through to a human, she blurted out "Ursine. We've gotta code ursine. This is Anna, CK animatronic maintenance."

She didn't register what the person on the other end said until the voice switched over to that of a familiar man. "Anna? What happened."

"Steve was the posessed one. Steve was forced to try and kill one of us, but Adelaide went all-out and extra about it and managed to basically mind control two more of us so we'd do the dirty work. Nobody's dead, but we're pretty fucking close."

There was silence on the other end for an excruciating moment, but then there was a swift reply.

"I'll be there shortly with the paranormal department, some officers, and some doctors too. And don't worry, your contractee is getting the ambulance bill."

"Thanks again... Mike..." Anna murmured as she felt the adrenaline fading and the exhaustion setting in. Her arms crashed against the desk as her legs gave out from under her. She felt drowsy as bile filled the back of her throat. She finally felt the pain in her arm, and whilst she tried to keep her cool, she couldn't anymore. She was a shaking mess cradling her mangled arm, trying to dull the pain with pressure, but only making it worse.

She couldn't hear if Mike replied as the receiver was too far away. Less than a metre away, but still too far for her to reach from where she collapsed. She looked back and saw everyone else. They seemed to be doing well.

Minutes passed until the sound of sirens filled the air, alerting the maintenance firm that help had finally arrived.

[°•.🌹 Chapter 4 🌹.•°]

Seeing Anna collapse meant that Raha knew she was the only one left in any kind of the stable condition. She had only suffered minor scratches and bruises during the fights, but everyone else? They had been heavily injured in one way or another. Seeing the emergency services arrive was a relief as it meant that this nightmare would be over soon.

Yet before someone opened the doors to help them, she heard an argument from outside.

"Unless you can do what I've not been able to for the past twenty years and you can arrest a ghost - just the ghost, no unwitting human vessel - then no, you are not bringing handcuffs. Pass them here. All of you. Now."

She recognised the voice as the head of the paranormal department. That man was always so sweet and buddy-buddy with almost everyone, so hearing him so stern was a shocker, even for her.

The doors swung open as Mike strode in, each step taken with haste and purpose, and his face was calm and still. He looked as if he hadn't just chewed out half the police force. Or perhaps the unusually professional demeanor was his 'has just chewed out his workmates' face.

Behind him was his sister: May. In one hand she held a box of medical supplies, and the other was keeping the door from ricocheting into her face.

The twins surveyed the building for a moment before Mike asked, "where's Anna?"

Raha pointed over to where Anna was slumped on the ground. Mike looked over at her and nodded before heading in that direction: she was the one who made the call, and it would be nice to try and move her to the same room as everyone else for when he started asking questions.

May, on the other hand, gunned it towards Mark and Dan. "Who needs seeing too first?" She asked as she tried to assess the injuries each had taken.

"Mark needs help more." Dan stated, "I've just got a big cut and some broken ribs: he's got a knife in his neck. I think that's more pressing."

"And you think your condition isn't?" She said as she begun to solve the puzzle that was the injury in Marks neck.

A handful of other doctors walked in who all bore an insignia similar to the one on May's lab coat, that symbol being her clinic's logo, and they begun to stabilise the conditions of the other maintenance firm employees, assessing Dan, Steve, and Anna's injures and patch them up so that they'd definitely survive the journey to the hospital. The doctor who was seeing to Anna's injures had to dart between rooms for supplies, as Anna was still by her desk where she had collapsed after calling for emergency services. The only one not being seen to was Raha, who was fairly uninjured anyway with nothing more than heavy bruising and a handful of cuts or so.

Mike returned soon after with Anna and the doctor who had been seeing to her arm and helped her sit down alongside her employees (who she always saw more as colleagues than that: she prefers seeing them all as equals to her) before he took out a notepad and begun to ask some questions.

"Could any of you elaborate on what happened in the basement? I want to have as many facts as I can, and Faz Ent' won't foot the hospital bills so easily without a fight."

"It started when we scanned in the circuit boards Fazbear Entertainment sent us. It started when there was a glitch. Foxy went haywire and tried to attack Steve, but Luis jumped in the way." Anna started, going from the beginning, "then, the last board we scanned in had the rest of the virus, and it seemed almost human. After that, we noticed a lot of odd goings on. We soon managed to find out who was in that chip, but we didn't know who she was possessing. After a few minor and internal incidents, we felt like we were close to an answer, but as I was sorting out the buckets in the basement, I was attacked, and a mask was forced onto my face. Things became hazy after that, and I had no control over my body when I had that mask on. Despite the haziness, I remember a set up for some kind of ritual, being forced to stab Dan, but not much else until Raha and Mark tag-teamed to get the mask off my face. I remember everything after that clearly. Fighting Steve to knock him down so we could force Adelaide out. It was scary."

"Alright. Thanks for telling me so much!" Mike nodded with a sweet smile as he turned to Raha.

"Basically what Anna said, but the night she got ganked, she was the last one in the building, at least she was supposed to be." Raha added her side to Anna's story, "We all went home and fell asleep pretty much instantly, so we didn't know that Anna didn't come home until the morning - Dan's text told me that much, about all of us being too asleep to notice. When I got here this morning later than usual - perhaps I can thank the garage for that at least - I saw signs of a fight in the break room, and I saw blood on the floor. I grabbed two weapons, and headed down. Adelaide had managed to control Anna, Mark, and Steve. She was going to have Anna kill Dan. When Adelaide, in Steve's body, saw me, they sent Mark after me. I was able to get his mask off, then we got Anna's mask off. Then Mark got stabbed, but we were eventually able to knock Steve down and Anna grabbed a stun gun and zapped him to try and get rid of Adelaide."

Mike nodded as he finished writing what she had said down with an "ok, I think I'm starting to get the picture." He then turned to face Dan. "Anything you'd like to add?"

Dan nodded. "Anna didn't come home last night. I only noticed when I woke up in the morning and she wasn't there. I... I should have stayed awake and waited for her..." He had to silence himself for a moment to get back on track, talking about what happened instead of lamenting what he could have done, "when I arrived at work in the morning, Mark was the only one there. We all knew that Raha was taking her mum's car for its MOT, and that Luis and Ness would be out on some errand. That meant that Steve and Anna were missing. When I clocked in, I saw that Anna hadn't clocked out, I knew that she had to still be in the building. I had a really bad feeling, so I texted Raha everything that I knew as of then. After that, Steve showed up, and he wasn't acting right. Mark and I pretended not to notice - I don't know what we were hoping for in doing that - but the ghost possessing him seemed like it was done pretending to be Steve, and they attacked Mark and forced a rabbit mask onto his face, and then they..., they..."

Dan's words halted and he grabbed at his wrists, ankles, and neck, hands moving frequently to check to ensure that there was nothing clasped around any of the three locations. His breathing sped up and tears formed in the corners of his eyes as he felt a lump in his throat.

Dan had begun to cry.

"It's ok, you don't need to say anything else," Mike said as he put his notepad in his bag whilst adjusting his sitting position to return the circulation to his legs, "you did great saying that much. Everything's going to be ok."

Mike quickly glanced over at Anna and gave a quick 'help him' glance and side nod, and Anna scooched over to Dan's side.

Anna looked like she was about to speak, but shook her head. Mike didn't know exactly what happened in that basement, but from Anna's unusual outfit, he could tell that she had been at the centre of it somehow. Even though she had told him that Steve was the posessed one, maybe Adelaide had wanted to possess her instead? Perhaps that's what this whole incident was all about: Adelaide getting a host that she found more preferable.

Whilst Mike was mentally solving what was going on and how he could help Dan right now, Anna silently sat with an arm around Dan, seemingly also stuck for what to say. Or was it that she figured it'd be better to say nothing.

After thinking things through, Mike gave a small nod before speaking.

"Look, you're safe now, and everything is going to be ok," Mike's voice was always soft, but he spoke even softer this time, "and thank you so much for the information."

Mike gave a smile before turning to Mark and asking, "What do you remember?" As he took his notepad and pen back out of his bag.

"Well," Mark replied, "Everyone's said most things, so I think I'll just pick up where Dan left off. I actually remember what happened after the mask was shoved onto my face. Everything was fuzzy, like I was under water, and I couldn't control anything that my body did. It was like watching a VR movie." Mark seemed to be shaking, and he looked at the floor before continuing, unable to even think about looking at anyone. "I remember Adelaide, using Steve's body, putting chains around Dan's neck, wrists, and ankles so he couldn't run away. She made me help. My body just moved on its own, and, nothing I tried to think, say, or do came out. I was just a mute puppet at that point. She then made us drag Dan down to the basement, where Anna was. Dan got tossed into a storage crate, and we were made to set things up for her 'ritual', as she called it. It was just a way of creating as much remnant as she could from a group of adults, murder with extra steps made as flashy as possible to cause us as much mental pain as possible. Ghh- !"

Mark clutched his head as if he jad a migraine. The doctor who was previously tending to the wound in his neck seemed to be on high alert, just in case.

"I... I do remember more than this. I ... just don't want to," tears seemed to well up in Mark's eyes also, "it hurts too much..."

"I'm sorry!" Mike exclaimed, "please, don't try and remember any more if you're not ready. You've said more than enough. Thank you."

Mark nodded and took deep breaths, shaking slightly as he did so.

Mike felt bad about inadvertently making the maintenance firm recall such a horrid event so soon after it had happened and made a mental note that he'd make it up to them somehow, but before he made that note a physical one, the front doors swung open.

"What happened?" Luis and Ness rushed to where everyone was seated on the ground and stood starring in shock-horror at the injuries thier colleagues had sustained.

"It seemes like Adelaide finally made her move, and turns out Steve was the posessed one. Fortunately, Raha managed to get here just in time, and it looks like they dealt with it pretty well. Nobody's dead, but Steve seems to be out cold. And, I was called after the incident was resolved." Mike hastily explained and hoped he hadn't missed any details.

Luis and Ness stood in abject horror still, and Ness looked as if she were about to vomit.

"Hey, look. We survived, we're fine!" Anna hastily replied, trying to wave, but wincing as she gave up on moving her damaged arm.

"Yeah, we'll live." Dan added, despite being in probably the worst condition of the bunch, "Besides, imagine what would have happened if you were here. Remember how when she first showed up in the system, you got sick?"

Ness nodded as she leaned on Luis, who was at this point helping her remain upright.

"He probably would have forced a takeover..." Ness replied.

"And then we'd have all been fucked." Mark added with a nod.

"Look, it was for the best we weren't there: it meant that William was far away from here, so they didn't have to deal with double trouble." Luis tried to adjust himself but just had to hold his footing lest both he and Ness fall to the ground, "Besides, we couldn't have known what was going on."

Ness nodded and begun to sit down. Luis noticed and helped her so that they wouldn't both fall to the ground like a sack of bricks.

"Shit happens in this line of work." Anna shrugged, "We've been dealing with Fazbear Entertainment. What were you expecting to eventually happen. A pizza party?"

That remark managed to get a chuckle out of everyone in the room who had any experience with Fazbear Entertainment.

"All you get when working even near them is a pizza pain." Mike added, giggling to himself.

"Yeah. Besides, I've worked with robots my whole life, as does my dad. My whole family has almost been killed by em before, each on separate occasions mind you, dad in 87, Tris around a month ago," Dan moved his hand to his face, subconsciously tracing the scars on his face and neck. "and me? This isn't the first time. About four years back, about a week before I asked Anna if I could start working here. My job before this... No, I don't wanna bring that up again."

"Anyway, moving on, when-" Anna was interrupted by sirens and another set of lights flashed outside the door, these ones pure blue. "Well that answers my question."

"Oh, looks like the ambulance finally showed up," May gave the ambulance a quick glare that screamed 'late' in lieu of her echoing the word out loud, "now let's get you lot to a hospital."

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Who is V_A? [FNAF, Renegade AU]

https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/Who-is-V-A-FNAF-Renegade-AU-911875812

Renegade File Server Location: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36608917

Published: Apr 3, 2022

Part three of Escalation and Revelation. Set a few weeks or so after the previous. The pre-timeskip part of "Promises that can't be kept" takes place before this, as does this 'Adelaide incident' that I keep talking about. The post-timeskip of "Promises that can't be kept" takes place a month or two after this. Several days after Adelaide wrecked her havoc on the maintenance firm, Ness goes AWOL and only shows up to collect some rather concerning packages that she'd had mailed to the maintenance firm. To top things off, Faz Ent' had one of thier people, an email starting with 'V_A', get the virus off their system, but in the process, this V_A also accessed thier admin commands and locked them out of their own systems. After being present for a shipment of thumbscrews, everyone decides that they must take action and find out what happened to Ness, and uncover the identity of who the hell this V_A is. =°•.🌹 Story 🌹.•°=

°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•🌹•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*° It had been a few days since Adelaide had been dealt with. Daniel Rocha was still in hospital, but was holding steady, even though he was missing one of his ribs. Anna, Steve, and Mark had been reassured multiple times that they are not at fault for any of this and are as much victims in that incident as Dan was. Luis felt guilty for not being there, but knew that if he and Ness had been there, then things would have gone a lot worse. Raha didn't like that she had to beat up her colleagues to get the masks off their faces and free them, but she knew it had to be done. And a few days after that, Ness had fallen ill. Despite having to close for a few days for everyone to recover, everything was going disturbingly well. Fazbear Entertainment even offered tech support to get the 'virus' off their system. Anna felt forced to accept their offer, but made it known that if they caused problems with this tech support, the world will know once again how slimy Fazbear Entertainment really was and still is. Several days passed, and the date of the tech support was getting closer. Anna was on edge. She knew damn well Fazbear Entertainment put the viruses there in the first place, but she couldn't deny the aid offered lest she look suspicious instead. Especially at this short notice. The day before they were to receive tech support, Dan had recovered and was back at work despite being advised to stay home and rest, because the last thing he wanted to happen was to have Anna and Steve left alone dealing with Fazbear Entertainment tech support. He had to be there for her. Despite Ness having fallen ill a few days after the incident and not being around to help and Luis being jumpy as a result of her absence, everything went smoothly. The person from Fazbear Entertainment was this 'V_A' woman who was able to isolate the viruses and got them off the systems of CK maintenance, but didn't appear to delete them on their end. With all traces of the viruses gone on CK maintenance's end, everything seemed to be going fine until it became apparent that someone from Fazbear Entertainment was still using the 'V_A' account to run admin commands on their systems. All of the Springtraps had been released from the systems, and one of the animatronics had attempted to eat a stray cat, and Anna was left taking care of a bunch of kittens, keeping them at home so they wouldn't also be hurt. Due to the increased violence of the animatronics, she had the bots stored and locked away in the basement, despite the dampness and leaky pipes. "If they didn't want their animatronics to be damp they would have taken them back after they canceled work on these things." Anna said as she barricaded the door with the aid of Vincent, who had opted to see this through. Until this new issue was sorted, the only reason the animatronics would be let out is if the contractee had come to collect them. Luis had tried to visit Ness a few times. He had organised a date and time to visit, but when the time came, she never seemed to be home. However, she always answered her emails when he sent them, even when he was outside the door. He figured she was simply too ill to have guests, but it was odd, given that they had agreed to meet up. This reminded him of how she had described Casey's condition when she had been posessed; never going outside, trying to get people to come around but flaking last minute, and only communicating via emails or text. When Ness stopped responding to Luis's emails, everyone was worried. Initially, they feared that she had died, but it was a slight relief when she would sometimes come in to pick up packages that she had ordered. However, the contents of these packages were rather strange, and when she showed up she always looked so tired, as if she wasn't herself. This made them fear that the worst had happened, and that she really was no longer herself. When a parcel of thumb screws arrived within a week of some flowers regarding Brad - which was a term she still used to refer to Glitchtrap, as it's safer to talk about an abusive ex Brad than literally William Afton, especially when the man has ears everywhere - everyone knew they had to act. Steven noticed that Ness's actions were not just exhaustion or being mentally broken, but confirmed Luis's suspicions that she was indeed posessed - the signs were clear: tired eyes, lack of control over basic motor functions, and walking like a puppet. Luis knew that Ness was trying to call for help in a discreet manner. Her sudden absence followed by going unresponsive was a sign that something was wrong and he was kicking himself for not realising sooner; she had stopped responding to his emails is because she literally couldn't, and the reason why she couldn't is because that thing was not letting her. They had to intercept her to save her. So when Ness arrived out of the blue to pick up the thumb screws that she had ordered, Anna and Raha dragged Ness out of the shipping area and into the main office part of the maintenance firm before Ness could pick up the parcel. At first, Ness seemed to try and fight back, but quickly fell unconscious, only to wake up a minute later with no recollection of how she got there. "Ness, you've been ill for about two weeks, arranged to meet up with people only to flake last second, and you've been ordering all this weird stuff. We pulled you in because we figured that something wasn't right, and knew that if we didn't, you'd just vanish again. These are all signs that Cassey showed - which you told us about - and we want to help you nip this problem in the bud before it gets worse." Anna said in a very calm voice. She was not only trying to comfort Ness, but also deduce what had happened. "Thank you for dragging me in here - he panicked and left when he couldn't make me run," Ness replied, her voice oddly hoarse, "Brad - no, I'll just call him what he is - William was starting to get desperate. I don't know what I did, but it seems I was able to cue you into that something was wrong in time" "Definitely. Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" Luis asked, panicked, but relieved that Ness was safe. "I feel like I'm going to be sick, and everything aches. I'm sure Steve can relate." Ness looked around. Dan was covered in bandages, Anna and Mark had some small scars on their faces, and Steve's bruises has almost gone. Last time she saw everyone, they were all bloody and bruised. Now, they looked normal, or at least as normal as they could. If Dan was back at work, then how long had she been out? How long has she been under Glitchtrap's control. Steve nodded. "I assume you don't remember much of what happened then this past two weeks." "Kind of," Ness replied, "After I fell ill and stayed in for a few days, he used that to gain more control faster. I know I received emails, but every time I went to reply, I wouldn't be able to. I was able to read them, but I wasn't able to respond once he took over." "I - I'm really sorry if my emails were corny." Luis went red, "I was getting worried. And, the thing kept sending me red flag reports - I'm so sorry but I read them, so I've seen your search history..." Ness chuckled a bit, "Don't be. Those emails were keeping me going. Even though I had practically no control over my body, knowing that you'd fight Glitchtrap for my sake really gave me hope. And, I've known since the first email that you've been able to see that stuff. Remember the time I just searched the word 'help' after the compliance searches a while before I went AWOL? I knew you'd see it, and it may sound weird but I've always hoped that you'd snoop. You've always been my ticket out." Luis smiled back and went even more red, but knew that they still had to get to the bottom of all of this, "You said you had no control over your body when you 'went AWOL', as you put it. Was there anything that he let you do?" Ness looked down taking note of how tattered her clothes had become due to Glitchtrap not letting her have any modicum of control, even for sanitary purposes, "he'd let me order suspicious things online that he thought would help him control me, but I couldn't go outside without losing control over my own body. Cass's advice came in handy with staying in as much as possible to play damage control, but I feel he had too much control for me to act on most of it." "It's ok," Luis said, "you're here now. A lot of stuff happened whilst you were ill. Apparently, the viruses are off our system, but I'm not convinced. Their tech support lady also has access to our systems still, and has been running admin commands." Ness went pale, remembering the list of employee names that Luis had gathered several weeks ago, before the whole Adelaide incident kicked into its final stage. "The tech they had contact us was this woman who went by 'V_A'. I'm pretty sure she's one of Dimitri's lot." Luis continued before being promptly interrupted by Ness. "Who is V_A!" Ness shreiked in a panic. She was shaking, and everyone could tell that she was going to be sick. Everyone looked at eachother. "I just thought she was another member of Fazbear Entertainment." Mark said, looking at Raha. "She seemed to be very knowledgeable about both computers and machines." Raha added, looking at Dan. "Especially the legacy hardware. But then again, I wouldn't put it past staff of that place to know this stuff." Dan said, looking at Steve. "She did seem more like she was used to programming the machines as opposed to building them though." Steve added, looking at Anna. "Luis, we should check the list of names you sent me a few weeks ago. There were work emails attached to each employee, so when they set Charles up an employee account, and maintained yours and Ness's accounts despite you not being employees anymore, they likely made new emails too. They probably have already used the account under your names to get more access to our systems. I've got a bad feeling about this." Luis nodded and looked at his phone. Everyone in the maintenance firm had had to change what email they used for more sensitive information as many emails were still getting leaked and their work emails were filled with crap from Fazbear Entertainment. This left everyone with two work emails and two personal emails to keep the compromised address away from the non compromised ones. Luis opened up the scavenged data and quickly found what he was looking for, jumping to the employee data file and searching for 'V_A'. V_A. Job assigned to that email: tech support. Division D. She was certainly one of Dimitri's lot, so he knew what kind of chaos she was tasked with inflicting. Then the next element in the row connected the account name to the employee name and email address. Vanessa Diego | V_A@... Luis put his phone in his jacket pocket and sunk to the ground as he felt the blood drain from his face. He felt cold, but he was sweating like it was the middle of summer. He knew this was coming, but he didn't know he'd have to face it so soon. Everyone was looking at him. Anna crouched down and asked Luis "what did you find." Luis could bearly bring himself to say it. He knew that this was just the Adelaide incident all over again. Ness and Steve were in the same boat. She had to know for her own safety, lest they had a repeat performance of last time. "Ness." He managed to say. Ness looked at him, thinking he was about to tell her something, and Luis continued talking. "V_A is Ness's account." Ness seemed more calm than what Luis expected. Everyone seemed more calm than he expected. 'No shit', he thought to himself, 'we have just done this with Adelaide possessing Steve, and "why else would Fazbear Entertainment had made an account for her if not to use it to unleash this virus across our systems."' He didn't realize that he had said that last bit out loud until everyone was looking at him. "I figured," Ness said, "no wonder he was keeping me away from you guys. I understand if -" "Can you get the credentials to the V_A account?" Luis said, knowing that if he didn't butt in, Ness would have started blaming herself. "What?" Ness replied. She was shocked that this was being brushed off so easily. No talk of betrayal. Just what can be done to help now they knew who the account belonged too. It was a shock, but also a relief. "Can you still get into the V_A account. The data I got didn't have passwords, so I'm wondering if you're still logged in on your end - if you were even in control of the V_A account at all. We could use it to get the virus off the systems ourselves." Luis confirmed that what he said was what he said. Luis had just brought up the possibility that the V_A account was used by a legitimate employee of Fazbear Entertainment and not Ness, much like how Luis and Charles had never used the accounts made under their names, but Ness knew deep down that even though that was a possibility, Glitchtrap definitely would have used her to access the V_A account, even if just to try and cause a rift between Ness and her colleagues. "I think so. I'm pretty certain I was used, and Glitchtrap is an old fart, so I don't know how much he knows about how cookies are used nowadays. He probably didn't log out either." Ness then smiled, "He didn't suspect that I tipped you off, and besides, we could always see if you could do something with that tracking software his goonies left on our computers." She seemed almost proud of herself. She was able to communicate that she needed saving, and her friends, including her dearest, managed to save her, and not just that but she also had an IDEA of how to help. Even though this was only 'for now', it was enough. "With a bit of luck, perhaps you're logged on still and I probably could make use of that software." Luis said trying to smile, "we can turn the tables if we start using that account against them." Ness smiled again and nodded as Luis opened his computer and made a right hack-job out of opening and logging into the tracking software that had been left on his device as a vestige of his part time employment. As he started to look more concerned, Ness's smile quickly faded into panic as she realised there was one little problem: the device had gone into sleep mode and/or was off. "My computer is at home. I don't want to go back there. What if he's waiting for me?" The room was silent. Due to Adelaide's recent defeat, there was reason why William would avoid the maintenance firm, but as soon as Ness left the relative safety of this place, who knows when he'd strike. Who knows when he'd next try and control Ness, and what he'd do. Ness didn't want to know and had grabbed Luis, holding him tight, and mumbling "I don't want to go back," over and over again. "How about I go with you?" Luis suggested, figuring that two was better than one. "Are you kidding me?" Anna exclaimed, knowing that if only one person went, that would be a recipe for disaster, "I'm going too, and were having at least one other person waiting outside. If anything goes south, we need to be prepared this time." "That'd be better," Ness smiled, "could everyone come?" "That would be optimal." Anna replied, "Me, Raha, and Luis will help you collect your things. Dan, Mark, and Steve will be waiting outside to help just in case anything goes wrong. Having people outside means that we can't all be trapped in one place." "You seem to have thought about this a lot..." Luis seemed rather unnerved by how thought through Anna's plan was, "were you expecting something like this?" "No." Anna bluntly replied, "I'm just using what we learned last time to give us the upper hand." Last time. The Adelaide incident. During the past few weeks, Anna had talked to Dan - she lives with him, so of course she did - about what happened that day, and she talked to Mark about what little he remembered. Their responses were basically the same. Steve was posessed. Steve shoved a mask on Marks face before overpowering Dan. Rest was history. And she remembered what happened to her the night before: went to the basement alone, got cornered by an animatronic and knocked down. Every time she mulled over the events in her head, "if only there was someone to help" was repeated over and over again. So many situations where they should have put something off until other people arived, or should have done something before everyone left. Anna hadn't been preparing for this in particular. She had been preparing for just a similar incident full stop. "I want to know that I've done all I can to help. I can't let you walk into the same trap I walked into." Anna said, placing a hand on Ness's shoulder, "For all we know, he could very well be planning an ambush - good on you for trusting your gut there and speaking up - so we need to be ready for anything." Ness nodded and seemed calm. Everyone wanted to help her. Everyone still saw her as a friend. They saw her issue with the Aftons as being something they had to help solve. They saw the fact she was susceptible to being controlled just as they saw Steve when he was posessed: they still saw her as one of their own: a friend. "Guys," Ness's eyes watered up as she spoke, "thank you." "It's nothin'," Raha said as she crossed her arms, "we're friends, aren't we? I see that look on yer face. We'd 'ave been up shit creek without a paddle whether you started workin' 'ere or not, but 'ey! You bein' here's given us a paddle t' use." Ness then remembered what Luis told her several weeks ago, well before the incident: that he'd have gone to investigate the old sites anyway. She always had a gut feeling that he was being genuine, and here was the proof she needed to know for a fact that these were the exact sort of people she thought they were, and Marks next word summed it up perfectly. "We may be colleagues, Ness, but we're also friends. And when a friend is being hounded by a ghost, friends need to stick together to stop said ghost." Mark leaded on his mop as he spoke, "Whether that involves petty trespassing, corporate espionage, or data theft to solve, we're in this together." As he looked away for a moment, he mumbled, "and if they bring it up we can always use the fact the Botanist and Dimitri exist to bring up the murders." Everyone heard and acknowledged the last part of what he had just said, and then carried on talking as if they hadn't. Nobody wanted to deal with that kettle of fish right now. "So, you got any plans for your living arrangements? Just need to know so I can plan ahead." Anna then said, looking back at Ness. "No," Ness replied, "that apartment is my home, but I don't want to be there alone anymore. I don't want all your effort today to be for nothing." "I see," Anna sighed. Ness didn't want to be alone due to fearing William, and didn't want to be around others for the same reason. This would be tough, but luckily, someone else had already suggested an alternative. "How about you stay with me?" Luis had meekly piped up and looked like he was about to turn bright red. Everyone knew Ness and Luis were a thing, but also knew the two were very nervous around eachother due to the recent circumstances of William Afton - usually just referred to as Glitchtrap - being able to control Ness as if he was possessing her. This arrangement was risky, but Luis had good enough parents for him to routinely contact them, so ensuring Luis was safe was mostly taken care of. "I don't see why not," Ness agreed. She'd finally be able to move out of the apartment that over the past few weeks had caused her so much pain. Whilst it was nice living there prior to being posessed, being trapped in her own body whilst the filth of an uncaring possessors actions built up around her wasn't so nice. "I'll pack my things whilst I'm there. Get what I need today, get the rest later. I have a whole two months of rent paid in advance, so I don't see why I'd need to get everything in one trip." 'Two months?' Luis thought, 'she either paid in advance or William actually paid bills in multiple month blocks to reduce the amount that people would try and check in on Ness.' Either way, they could - as Ness said - get what was vital now and head back for everything else later. "Right." Anna a clapped a single time before she continued, "That settles it. I'd say that dealing with this is more important, as it will help us with our system administrator problem." Anna decided to cut the work day short to help Ness move out. Everyone would be paid the full day, and as soon as Ness was moved into Luis's place and Anna had Ness's laptop in order to extract the V_A accounts credentials, everyone would be free to go home. The drive to the apartment was silent, if a little awkward, but Anna knew that the awkwardness was less Luis and Ness in the back seat, and more of the fact that they were willingly entering a big danger zone and one wrong move could grant William control over Ness. They all knew this, and nobody felt like small talk, so they just kept their mouths shut as the CD player blared out a tune that sounded like it came from the 70's. Whilst Luis did have his own car - Ness too - they wanted to take up as few parking spots as possible and raise as little suspicion as possible; the last thing anyone in this town needed was for their day to be interrupted by not getting a parking spot only to then find that the reason why is because a local woman is posessed by a serial killer. Anna hoped that Raha, Dan, Mark, and Steve were having a less nerve wrecking trip. Raha, Dan, Mark, and Steve were not having a less nerve wrecking trip. It was about the same level as nerves, if not more. Steve had already been on the receiving end of full involuntary possession and feared that it may happen again if he wasn't careful. Everyone knew that Ness was posessed by William, and if he was so 'prepared and talented' as Adelaide claimed, then he feared that they'd be in for a tough ordeal. Mark was scared that something would happen and he was scared that perhaps taking off the mask wasn't all there was to breaking the control that was forced on him. Dan had almost died due to this involuntary possession and was scared he'd become a victim again. Raha was still torn between feeling as if her late arrival that day was for the better or worse. Once everyone arrived, they parked up in the visitor spots and noticed that Ness's car was in one of the parking spots. "She must have walked to the firm," Luis thought to himself, "I guess driving posessed is pretty dangerous." "It is." Ness replied, "But walking through town with a cardboard box isn't suspicious? I'll never understand that rat." Luis was surprised that he said what he said out loud, but not surprised that he had received an answer. He simply shook himself out of his daze and got out of the car. Anna was the next to get out of the car, followed by Ness. The other four had already exited their vehicle and had walked up to meet them. "Ok, first order of business, I think we've already decided on whose going in and whose staying out," Anna said trying to remember who volunteered for what, "can someone just remind me whose staying out here in case something goes down?" "Me, Steve, and Mark." Dan replied, pointing at Steve and Mark, "we're not in a confined space so it shouldn't be too hard to deal with anything if she tries to mess with us again." "And the rest of us are going inside, right?" Anna asked to which she received a unanimous reply of yes. "Right, let's go." As Dan, Mark, and Steve waited outside, Anna, Luis, Ness, and Raha headed into the apartment building and headed up the stairs. Ness had managed to get a first floor apartment, so they only had to go up one flight of stairs to get from the ground floor 'loby' - if you could even call the empty room with lockers at the back that - to where Ness lives. Once at the door, Ness handed her keys to Luis. She was shaking too much to open the door herself. After a deep breath, Luis unlocked the door, and they headed inside the apartment. Once through the door, a terrible smell hit the four as they proceeded to the more lived in areas. Discarded food boxes mixed with the smell of body odour, and it became apparent that Glitchtrap had been completely neglecting Ness's health. "Ness, where d' you keep the bin bags?" Raha asked, bearly able to handle the smell. "Under the sink," Ness mumbled as she looked around, finally able to see what had become of her home. "I'll clean up a bit, you guys help 'er pack." Raha said as she Pulled out a bin bag and begun tossing all the food waste into the bag. The overflowing contents of the bins were tossed into the bag next as everyone else took up the next task. "Seeing as we're just getting what you need now then coming back for the rest later, what do you need to pack?" Luis asked, "what clothes do you want to bring? Do you have a suitcase?" "Yeah, I-" Ness froze for a moment, everything went hazy, as if she was dreaming again. A rush of adrenaline was sedated by a mysterious something as her hands moved on their own and she turned towards the kitchen. A quick tap on the shoulder and the haze was gone. "You ok?" Luis asked, hand still outstretched near Ness's shoulder. Ness nodded and turned back around, heading to her bedroom and opening her wardrobe. Some dust had settled on some of the clothes, but they were untouched by the stench of the rest of the house. She pulled out a very large suitcase from the bottom of the wardrobe and tossed it onto her bed. The zipper got stuck half way around as always, but she managed to get it open and flip the cloth "lid" so that she could shove things inside of the large canvas suitcase. "What should I pack?" Ness asked, looking at Luis for an answer. Silence held stagnant in the air for a while. "You're asking me?" Shock and confusion hung in Luis's voice as he responded, "I don't know? Pack what you like? What do you wear often?" Ness didn't answer and just continued to look at him. Exhaustion had made itself at home under her eyes, and she probably wasn't going to chose for herself: when she offloaded a task, usually that was it. With a sigh, Luis looked inside Ness's wardrobe and then back at the suitcase. "All of this could probably fit." Starting from the left, Luis grabbed the clothes off their hangers and then rolled them each into a tight cylinder - or in the case of some bulky jackets, as tight of a cylinder as he could - before placing each inside the suitcase. Before long, the contents of the wardrobe was taking up about half of the suitcase, most of which being jackets. Ness looked at Luis a bit shocked at how efficiently everything had been packed. Luis noticed the look on her face and said, "Look, whilst my family's lives in a small home, I had a lot of stuff that I had to keep tucked away. 'If there's no space for it it goes in the bin' they always said. Jokes on them, if I couldn't find space, I'd make it. They call their lifestyle 'fashionably minimalist', I call it dumb. But hey, it taught me how to pack things." Ness opened a few drawers and let Luis pack the contents. T-shirts, jeans, and jumpers filled another near-quater of the suitcase, and then there was socks that made it a full quarter. Ness had stuffed her pajamas into a carrier bag and was starting on some other drawers too. "Do you need help? There's space in the suitcase still." Luis asked tapping Ness on the shoulder. "Um - uh - yes? no? Wait no!" Ness stuttered and slammed the drawer shut, her face a bright shade of red. Luis felt his face flush a little bit too as he noticed a bra half sticking out of the carrier bag Ness had been packing; she must have been packing the contents of her underwear drawers as well as pajamas. "I - I'll let you get on with that." Luis said as he went through the rest of Ness's clothes drawers and filled the rest of the suitcase. There were some clothes left over, but Ness stashed them in a swim bag alongside the carrier bag of underwear and pajamas. All that was left to pack was trinkets, games, and jewellery. Ness had already gotten a few unfolded cardboard boxes out from under her bed and begun to fold them out into actual boxes. From under her bed, she also pulled out a box of packing materials. "Here," Ness handed Luis a box, "could you pack up the games?" Luis nodded and started on emptying the nightstand of any videogames boxes, gently stacking the boxes into the cardboard box. He figured it'd be safe to leave Ness in her room to pack - who knows what else she wanted to pack without anyone seeing - so he went around the rest of the house, which had been mostly packed and cleared. Luis had an easy time scouring cupboards, shelves, and drawers for all of the games, and as he organised the items in the cardboard box, he figured that if he added some packing material and then carefully packed the home consoles themselves, then they'd basically fill the box. He went back to Ness and got some packing materials before finishing this first box and grabbing a second. This one was filled with what he missed on his first run; board games, handhelds, and the controllers. By the time he had done, everything bar a few trinkets had been packed away. He then went to Anna. "We're almost done. Should we see if you can get the VA information off her computer now?" "Yeah," Anna replied, "Just in case whatevers on this thing boots us out as soon as it becomes disconnected to the internet, I'll have to do this now." Anna went to Ness, who had just finished packing her room, having clearly gutted every nook and cranny of the place to make sure that she didn't leave anything, and asked if she could access her computer to see if she could get the credentials of the VA account. Ness gave a quick "isn't that what we're here for?" And pointed to where her laptop sat on her now empty desk, letting Anna use it as needed. As Anna worked her magic on collecting any and all information on the VA account, Ness asked Luis to help pack the rest of the trinkets that were around the rest of the house as well. The two then checked about the house to collect up anything else of Ness's that she wanted to take with her. They checked each room, opening drawers and gently packing away anything of Ness's that had been left behind. "So much for making multiple trips" Ness smiled as she gently took an ornament off the mantlepeice and placed it in a cardboard box, wrapped and gently packed alongside other ornaments. "We may have to make multiple trips for the boxes," Luis replied as he carefully took a framed photograph off the wall and packed it in a box full of other framed photographs. The apartment looked sparse now, only containing boxes and static furniture. "I've got a car. We can use that." Ness replied as she placed the last ornament in her box and taped it shut. "And I should probably tell the landlord that I'm moving out. Guess that two months of rent'll still be worth something in the form of not being yelled at for ending the lease early." The duo shared a chuckle as they packed the final boxes and sealed them with packing tape. As they begun to cary the boxes into the living room, they heard a yell from Ness's room. "I got it!" Luis, Ness, and Raha rushed to Ness's room and much to their relief, they saw Anna looking rather triumphant, holding a USB stick. "I've gotten all of the information and shit needed to remotely access Fazbear Entertainment's systems! We can figure out if there's a way to reverse the virus!" The friends shared a high five and decided that they'd help Ness move out before heading home for the day. Anna, Raha, Ness, and Luis ferried the boxes down, whilst Dan, Mark, and Steve decided to take the boxes to the cars. It didn't take long, and when they were done, they headed to Luis's house where they unpacked the boxes and parted ways for the night with the exception of Luis, Ness, and Anna. "I'll grab a blank computer and try them out. I'll give you a call and tell you the results." Anna said as she gave the duo a nod as as she too decided to part ways for the night. "Alright. Tell us what you find." Luis replied with a nod. As Anna waved goodbye, Luis and Ness looked at all of the boxes around them. The duo spent the next while bringing in the boxes, and once all the boxes were inside, they begun unpacking the contents. Then Luis's mobile phone rang. It was Anna, so he picked up. "It works! It works!" Anna exclaimed, her excitement audible despite the graininess of talking over the phone, "I've gotten the credentials to work! I'm going to see what's going on with our systems now - remotely of course, I'm not going there alone - just in case they shut this account down, but I'm in!" "That's great to hear!" Luis said, "now we can finally do something about all this and get our systems back." °*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•🌹•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°

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Execution of a plan [FNAF AU]

https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/Execution-of-a-plan-FNAF-AU-893023558

Published: Sep 26, 2021

Renegade File Server Location: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23858029

Contains a plot that revolves around mind control and other scary things. After waiting for so long, Adelaide is finally able to execute her plan, taking over Steve's body and setting the stage for a process that some may call a ritual so that she may collect remnant in order to being herself back in someone else's body. I had so many ideas as to what I wanted the artwork for this story to be, but I decided to draw it from Mark Cho's perspective, as it required the least amount of background work because I am bad at thinking of backgrounds. I also got to do some funky stuff that made it look like the POV character could see veins in thier eyes: you know the trope and so do I, and I just think it's neat. =°•.🌹 Story 🌹.•°= °*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•🌹•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*° It almost felt like a dream for Steven Wilson; he was in his own body, but he couldn't control what was going on. Adelaide was using him as a temporary vessel and was passing for a normal - albeit tired - version of himself quite well, or at least well enough to make it to work without suspicion. Daniel Rocha felt nervous. He knew something wasn't right. Anna was not here, and Mark Cho looked like he was about to puke. It was only them in the break room, and none of thier colleagues were anywhere to be found. "I can't take it anymore. Where's Raha and Anna? They're usually here by now." Mark said, keeping his bucket that usually housed his mop in his lap just in case he did throw up. "Um..." Dan checked his phone. He had a text from Raha. "She had to take her mum's car to get MOT'd. She should be here soon." "And Anna?" Mark replied, still just as anxious as before. "I -" in this moment, Dan felt that he needed a bucket too, "I don't know. When I clocked in, I saw that she didn't clock out yesterday. We were all so tired I think I fell asleep well before she'd usually leave. I should have stayed awake to call her to make sure she was ok." Dan saw that Mark's skin somehow looked paler than his own, the tension of the situation made them both nauseousness, as Mark clutched his bucket, feeling more and more ill by the second, his nerves more than getting the better of him. Dan felt the same way, but he also felt that he would never be able to forgive himself if anything bad had happened after everyone left last night. They both knew something was wrong, but didn't know what to do about it. "And where's Steve? He's usually exactly on time, but he's running late. Is he sick? Dead?" Mark was getting more and more anxious, his head feeling more and more fuzzy the more he tried to figure out what was happening. "He clocked out last night, but he was the last to leave other than Anna. Do you think he actually left?" Dan felt like he had connected the dots a little too late. "Do you think..." Mark replied. His voice was shaky. He seemed like he was about to be sick. Before Dan could reply, someone else entered the break room. The best that Dan and Mark could do was act like nothing was wrong. "Hey Steve!" Dan said, his nerves clearly showing through, "When did you get here?" Steven Wilson didn't respond as he sat down next to Mark, effectively blocking him in. He simply dropped his duffel bag on the floor and pulled out a black and white rabbit mask: the same one that Mark found himself wearing way too often. Almost on instinct, Dan shot up and tried to pull Steve away as Mark screamed for help, but Steve didn't budge as he forced the mask onto Mark's face. Mark's screaming became muffled, but when Steve seemed happy with how the mask fit onto Marks face, the screaming stopped. Mark's body went limp in his seat. Steve tinkered with something on the side of the mask. Dan then begun to scream as he kept trying to drag Steven away from his friend, but all his efforts were for naught; Steve - more precisely the thing in control of Steve's body - wouldn't budge in response to Dan's attempts. Once Steve was done tinkering with the mask, he pushed Dan out the way with a crack, sending him flying and crashing to the ground. The force of the shove had not only winded him, but he felt like something had broken, and as he tried to clamber to his feet, Steve placed a foot on the back of his neck. "What did you do to him?" Dan shouted as he tried to free himself, only for Steve's foot to push him back to the ground. "The same as last time, and the time before," a voice that was definitely not Steve's but that of a woman came out of Steve's mouth, "And I'd recommend you stop struggling. Snapping your neck here and now isn't exactly part of my plan, but I'm no stranger to alterations." 'Same as last time?' Dan thought to himself, remembering exactly what happened last time. That must mean that ... The screaming, the pain. This has all happened to Mark before, and when he started moving again, he would be on that woman's side. He wanted to fight back, but he knew he was outnumbered and would be swiftly killed if he tried. "You... Monster." 'Steve's' face crept into a smirk, "I know," the woman's voice said, "But I'll be human again soon enough. Once I cause you enough pain, I should be able to use the remnant you produce to assume a human form. Now we just need to get you somewhere more soundproof and ensure that you won't escape." The weight on Dan's neck shifted as 'Steve' grabbed something out of the duffle bag before clamping something around his ankles so heavy and so cold that even though his jeans, he felt like he was going to freeze. "That should weigh you down and stop you from running away," the woman's voice came out of Steve's mouth once again, "And this-" Dan shrieked as 'Steve' grabbed his ponytail and pulled him up so that he was kneeling instead of being curled over in a heap. He tried to struggle to make 'Steve' let go, but the more Dan struggled, the more 'Steve' pulled, so Dan knew he had to give up. As he stopped struggling, the grip on his hair eased and he could look around the room, but he was only interested in knowing one thing. He could now see Mark: the mask was stuck to his face by seemingly nothing and he sat limp in his chair until he slowly got up, in a fashion similar to a puppet, and begun walking over to Dan. Mark picked up a section of the chain and shackles. He seemed to be untwisting them and laying them out to the sides so that 'Steve' could keep him restrained in the meantime. After the chains were laid out on the floor, he felt something click around his neck. It was heavy and cold, just like the shackles around his ankles. "Should hold it all together once we're done," the woman's voice continued, "and one final step." Mark grabbed one of his wrists and 'Steve' grabbed another. Moments later, cold and heavy shackles were locked around his wrists, and the chains were behind him. "There we go." 'Steve' finally let go of Dan's hair. Dan tried to get up, but the chains were too heavy. Having to curl back over so the shackle around his neck didn't suffocate him, he only realised this minute how much he was crying by the small pool of water on the floor. "Now, let's go somewhere safer for me," 'Steve' said, the woman's voice again spilling out instead of his. He and Mark grabbed Dan and pulled the terrified and restrained blond to his feet. Dan could bearly stand, let alone move, but that didn't matter to the creature that had taken control of Steve's body. She used Steve and Mark to drag Dan towards the basement door. Thier grip was too tight for Dan to struggle free, and even if he managed, he doubted he'd be able to get far. Once 'Steve' opened the basement door, Dan knew this was the point of no return. A wave of fear washed over him and he made one last ditch attempt to struggle free. But it was no use. 'Steve' didn't even seem to realise that Dan had attempted to struggle, but the grip around his arms tightened. Without a care for Dan's body, 'Steve' and the mind controled Mark dragged Dan down the basement stairs. Dan tried to make sure his feet were on the ground, but the two moved too fast, and his shackled ankles kept hitting the steps. Once at the bottom of the stairs, he saw that the basement had been heavily modified. It was no longer the animatronic storage room he knew. It had been transformed into something that resembled a church for a cult, with the room only dimly lit by candles, and an altar near the back. There was a woman behind the altar. Dan knew who this was. "Anna!" Dan yelled as he saw Anna Qwemto standing behind the make-shift altar. He hoped that she was ok. He hoped that she still had control over her body. She didn't respond. Dan then noticed the mask on her face and the dress she was wearing. A white bunny mask decorated with intricate gold patterns, and the dress reminded him of something, or more specifically someone. One of the women on the founders page of Fazbear Entertainment's website was wearing a similar dress. It was the ginger one, which must have been Adelaide. Adelaide had dressed Anna up as herself, but why? "You seem confused," the woman's voice came out of Steve's body again, "are you an idiot?" Dan didn't respond, but Adelaide didn't seem to be looking for an answer, as she continued talking far sooner than expected. "I have her under my control. Note the mask. Or did I somehow blind you back there." Adelaide continued to use Steve's body to speak, "I have calculated what would cause you the most distress so that I can extract the most remnant from you." Dan remembered something that Ness had warned them about regarding remnant: it was basically liquid ghost. Handling it was dangerous, and to produce it in vast quantities would require someone to die; the more painful and traumatic the better. Whilst remnant could be produced from a living host, the torment and trauma required was incredibly great to produce a worthwhile amount. Both options were bad for Dan. He begun to try and figure out what's going to happen to him, and now he knew he was crying. "Save your pain for when we kill you. You will die slowly at the hands of your friends, whose bodies are under my control, and I will turn the remnant you produce into blank remnant and use it to permanently inhabit Anna's body, and hopefully get rid of her too." Adelaide said again, now appearing above Steve like a puppeteer above a puppet. She seemed so confident in her plan, and the only reason she'd speak of it to her victim would be to instill more fear. And it was working. Dan was a shaking mess on the ground, trying to crawl away but ultimately being held in the basement by the heavy shackles. Adelaide could sense the distress of those she was controling as well - they were as much her victims and remnant sources as Dan was, but having that come as a surprise would be far more interesting to her. "I will finish the preparations," Adelaide gestured to the makeshift altar, "so untill that's ready, you will have to wait." Still shaking and sobbing, Dan couldn't react as Adelaide used Mark to drag him into a large crate. The lid had been re-attached to the crate by a hinge, and he could only watch as it was closed, and the click of what he presumed was some kind of lock sealed him in the dark. Minutes felt like hours, but the longer Dan waited, the more he realised there was one slim ray of hope: Raha had taken her mum's car to get MOT'd, so she hadn't been controlled or kidnaped. As of this morning, Raha was herself, and he hadn't seen her in the building yet, so she likely was either not here or on her way here. Raha was the only one left. He hoped that she'd get here soon. He hoped she would be able to put together the peices of this macarbe puzzle and figure out what's going on faster than he did. °*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•🌹•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°•°*°

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Renegade AU Lore Dump: AR edition

CK animatronic maintenance consists of: Anna Kwemto, Luis Cabrera, Mark Cho, Daniel Rocha, Raha Salib, Steven Willson, and Vanessa Diego.

It’s a long one.

Anna is good at seeing people's hidden potential.

- Between being a baby and five, Anna's hair had always been dyed indigo. After her and her mother moved out of 'the labs', her hair was dyed back to its natural colour of black.

She dyed it indigo herself at 18.

- Anna knew Luis when they were kids. She was one of his few friends, as being a strange new kid kinda gets you picked on as much as being European does (yep, Luis is Spanish).

- Kayla was one of the bullies who picked on her.

- As a result of warnings given to her by her mother ("Never follow a stranger", "beware people in costumes that conceal their face"), she is extremely paranoid.

- Hierarchy does not exist in CK animatronic maintenance. Everyone is equal.

- Anna's hidden potential is that she'd have made a great 'purple guy' if the primary locations had managed to stay open for that long.

Dan and Anna are married

- Dan didn't work for Anna's company during its start-up period; he worked somewhere else.

- A short while after Anna had set up the maintenance firm, Dan got into an accident at work, and he quit on the spot.

- When he went home to Anna, he looked like a bloodied wreck.

- Dan: "Seeing as you've finished setting up the maintenance firm, do you need an employee?"

- Anna: "You need a doctor! What happened!"

- Anna did take her husband as an employee, and is the only person other than the doctor and Dan's former colleagues who knows what his accident was.

- People either know they are married or do not notice at all.

- They both kept their surnames.

- Anna is known to run errands to restock on supplies until late; that is why Dan didn't notice that she hadn't come home during the Adeleide incident.

Raha has a scar where her drill ponytail is

- To preface, Raha's mother is Scottish and a gas station attendant, and her father is Israeli and a businessman, and they met when she told him to quit being a dick to her and the other gas station workers (keep in mind he was a regular at this petrol station). Getting put in his place like that must have changed something about him, or maybe he just wanted the inverse of what he'd been taught to want, cos he stopped being a dickhead immediately.

- Now her parents 'meet weird' is out of the way, Raha was raised with her mom's ideals in an non-religious household and environment.

- Note: Raha's father does sometimes get her headscarves, but she AWLAYS uses them as either belts (and emergency rags) or extra protection when she's welding (she lends them to the guys when they needed to weld too, and they use them more than she does) so no hair gets scorched.

- She has a scar on the back of her head as the result of an undisclosed accident that occurred between her interview at CK maintenance and her first day.

- During her interview, her hair was in a low drill ponytail.

- on her first day, she had a headscarf clipped awkwardly over half her hair and she looked miserable.

- Anna asked what was wrong, and she disclosed that she had a chunk of hair shaved off as a result of medical actions taken to deal with an injury caused by a recent accident.

- Anna asks if she can see (seeing Dan's scars, Raha feels comfy showing Anna her scars also, knowing she won't make fun of her).

- Anna looks at the scar and asks if she can style Raha's hair (she thinks she can cover up the wound).

- Raha, seeing the chance to have her hair up and out and not have the bald patch visible, aggress.

- Anna styles Raha's hair into the side-drill (it's at a halfway point between the back of her head and being a side-pony) we see today. It covers the injury perfectly, and Raha loves the new hairdo.

Mark Cho has dyslexia

- Mark has dyslexia, but is a master programmer.

- However, he struggles with that due to struggling with reading and spelling.

- So he prefers working as a janitor, but can and will code when needed.

- Anna hired him for his mixed bag of hidden talents, after all.

Steve frequently disassociates

- He's a fast worker, so nobody minds, but he tends to zone out for long periods of time if he has nothing to do.

- He also generally sucks at remembering things, so has to write things down more often than normal.

- He is friends with Jim (James Campbell), who also doubles as a contact to fazbear entertainment.

- Even though Jim does kinda betray him by lying about the 'virus' the circuit boards caused, he'd be broken if anything happened to him.

Luis is not as dumb as he seems (and he works with Anna and Co, so is a contractor)

- Whilst he and Anna were starting up the maintenance firm (Luis is a co-founder of CK animatronic maintenance), he took a part time position at Fazbear Entertainment to make ends meet. This is where he met Ness.

- Both his and Ness's computers have the overseer/employee variants respectively of Fazbear Entertainments employee internet usage monitoring system. Even after leaving Fazbear entertainment, they can't seem to remove the software.

- They don't find out about this software still being here, however, until a while after Ness starts working at CK animatronic maintenance.

- As a result of finding the software, what he sends in the emails is all calculated.

- After all, he knows about the internal server error that has been exposing contractee's emails to anyone who has access to a contractor or contractee company email. His part-time work at Faz'Ent let him see a lot of what was going on behind the scenes, and he uses that knowledge to help Anna keep their employees at CK animatronic maintenance safe.

- So he does everything he can to contact Ness when glitchtrap has her stuck at her desk whilst making himself seem as non-suspicious to the contractee as possible.

He even avoids emailing his other colleagues to prevent Faz Ent from realising that nether him nor Nessie work directly for Fazbear Entertainment anymore.

- Him and Nessie use out-of-work meetings like coffee dates to discuss plans on how to manage, and hopefully even eliminate, Glitchtrap, and what code words to use (ie, why they both refer to Glitchtrap as 'Brad').

- Him and Nessie have a plan. Everyone is in on it except Fazbear Entertainment, who only sees the emails so only sees their follower and a simp.

- which is exactly what he wants them to see.

- Also worth noting that the only reason why he has brown skin is because it's a tan; he goes outside. If he were to shut himself inside for a prolonged period of time, he'd go about as pale as Mark.

After the Adelaide incident and after Toxic Springtrap (Vincent Taylor) was delivered to the firm, Anna received a crash course from Vincent on how-to-hitman 101 so she'd be prepared in case something worse happened.

Kayla and Jim are Fazbear Entertainment Employees.

- When Kayla and Jim's deaths were made public, the cause was not, other than stated as "animatronic related accident".

- Presumed murder, maybe ritual sacrifice.

- The news breaks Steve.

- No remains were given to the families of Jim and Kayla. So maybe they weren't even dead. Yet.

Charles, Tristain, Nora, and Izzy are thier own separate robotics company. R&D robotics.

- Charles runs it. Tristain helped set it up. Izzy runs accounts.

- Nora is technically the only actual employee, but she's also Tristain's GF.

- They are sick to death of being mistaken for Faz Ent's research and development department.

- (In the original draft (ID: Concept!<name>), they were going to be Faz Ent employees and evil, but I scrapped that and made them contractors like Anna and co when I started designing them. Then, one of them was suposed to die, but I couldn't bear to kill any of them due to the changes I had made so they get maimed and traumatised instead. Concept!Nora had red hair, Concept!Charles used Olaf from Advance Wars Dual Strike as a placeholder design. Charles Ramierz will be taking on Concept!Charles's role and personailty, Cheryl M will be taking on Concept!Nora's role but not personailty).

Nora's back is covered in one large burn scar

- She refuses to explain what caused it.

- Both her parents are alive, and also refuse to disclose what occured, stating "she asked us not to say".

- Her medical records never mention a burn wound.

- That means she patched herself up, or had someone patch it up off-the record. The latter is more likely.

- The only evidence towards when it occured is a photograph of her in an open backed dress at 22 years old - there is no burn - and a photo of her in the same dress at 24 - there is a burn.

- Exposure to religious imagery (specificaly those in the christian sphere of religions) causes a fear response which is confirmed to be linked to the cause of the burn.

Exposure to a high-ranking member of any church causes her to turn heel and run. She may stop, drop, and roll when a sufficient distance away. If threataned, she will slam into them with her elbow, almost as if she's trying to pass a fire onto them, before running away.

Another part of this fear response is that her back sets on fire. The fire cannot and does not hurt her, and can only be put out when she is removed from the fear source and calm.

- Nora is an Athiest, and so is the rest of her direct family. Her parents were athiests long before Nora was even born.

- Nora and her family have refused to go to small rural towns since nora was 23.

After Ness was spirited away by William, Luis spends hours in his room trying to figure out where Glitchtrap had taken her.

- Using what he learned from the emails, he finds that she had more than likely been taken to the Pizzaplex.

- Most of the time taken between Ness going missing and going to the megaplex himself was preparation and trying to go about bringing her home the legal way.

- Only after on-duty officers kept on getting shooed out and the only option for them to get in was to either go undercover or for Sylvia to smuggle them in (and have her risk the wrath of her bosses if they ever found out she lied about turning the police away), did it become apparent that he needed to play dirty.

- So he played dirty (re: the events of Arcade Conspiracy (fic)).

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[Blood] Zero Day [FNAF, Renegade AU]

Link: https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/Blood-Zero-Day-FNAF-Renegade-AU-926686908

Renegade File Server Location: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23858029

Published: Aug 21, 2022

An innocuous glitch.

Inconsistencies that make it clear that a supposed 'one day task' is going to take longer.

The animatronics being more aggressive than usual.

The writing's on the wall: Fazbear Entertainment has a plan; one that seems to aim to turn a contractors maintenance firm into a testing ground for something sinister whilst seizing control over Ness's mind to make her into Vanny.

But sometimes all you need to do to throw a spanner into the works and delay such sinister schemes is to take a hit for a friend so you both can survive. That way, you can delay the inevitable enough for everyone to survive.

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Bit of a heads up, the story describes the response to the wound more than the wound itself, so it feels gorey with very little mention of blood and bone.

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"Take it your date went well." Anna tapped away at her keyboard as she spoke to Luis, seldom making eye contact as she formulated another email to Fazbear Entertainment's 'Fazbear Funtime delivery Service'.

"Wait, date?" Luis found himself flustered on the spot.

"Your fifth date. Ness was gushing about it all morning." Anna shot Luis her usual side-eye, "Am I wrong about it being a date?"

"I guess they were dates, hu. It just felt too natural for me to think of it like that." Luis paused for a moment. He had been dating Ness for about a month and a bit now, and whilst yeah, the first time they went out for a coffee was a date, every time after the second just felt too natural, too normal. Does everything a boyfriend and girlfriend do together have to be classed as a date? "I... I'm not the brightest, am I?"

Anna's palm moved to cover her face - she was either having another optical migraine or was ticked off to the eleventh degree. "Couldn't have said it better myself."

Definitely ticked off.

"It was a great date. Dan wasn't kidding when he said that Ness REALLY likes me." Luis felt his face get warmer and warmer the more he spoke, "Every time I think she can't be more head-over-heels, she surprises me. First date, she grabbed my hands - it was kind of intimidating with how strong she is, but it was also really cute - and second date, she almost broke my ribs hugging me. The others were the same, but yesterday, ..."

Luis didn't know if he should finish that sentence, but Anna stared him down.

"She's already told me everything. There is nothing you can say I don't already know."

Luis's body found a way to be even more flustered than before. "She.... She kissed me... - on the cheek! She's so adorable!"

Anna rolled her eyes and sighed, "both of you are such dorks. Also Raha owes me and Mark ten. Now, any updates on anything?"

Luis was embarrassed, both about how flustered he was, and that there was a betting pool regarding his romantic life. He didn't exactly want to know the specifics of the bet, but he could guess.

"No, not really. Everything seems to be going fine. I'll probably help Steve with whatever he's doing. I'm all up to date on my tasks, and if something goes wrong, my computer will keep a record of everything."

"Sounds good. We've got three batches of boards to scan in. As a whole, it should take a few days if you're quick." Anna nodded, "I'll be dealing with the bear and helping Dan repair that robot that just came in so he doesn't have to nag Raha for the drill every ten minutes. Also some of those boards are already in the robots they sent us, so don't be surprised when Dan dumps a few more boards on you."

Scanning the boards was hard.

Deciphering the codes was harder.

The boards were uncooperative, refusing to connect, pretending that themselves or the computer they were connected to didn't exist.

Much like Fazbear Entertainment itself.

The code was worse. Way worse. Illegible and unintelligible, there was not a single peice of code that looked like actual words. The screen was a swathe of letters and numbers, as if everything on the boards was encrypted. But what use was encrypted code when it was sent to 'help expedite the process of building animatronics'? What use was it if they didn't know what it was or what it did?

Ness helped sort the boards both before and after they were scanned, Steve was operating the scanning software, and Luis was attaching the boards and sorting what came off them into folders, like what Ness was doing, but the digital version.

"You know, you two really click." Steve said as he scanned in a board sorted to the 'Classics' pile, "this one's classic Foxy."

"Thanks!" Ness said as her response to both the compliment on her relationship, and being passed the scanned in board. "I don't know what it is, but he's like an angel."

"Thanks." Luis tried to hide his reddened face with his jacket, but just looked really awkward in the process.

Ness giggled a little, but stopped when she heard footsteps.

"I've got more chips." Dan had walked into the room and seemed to have elected to ignore Luis being red as a beetroot, tangled in his jacket. He then turned to Ness, seeing as she was near the piles of chips. "Where do I put them?"

"On the desk next to Steve. Best we keep them away from the others." Ness replied, looking a little flushed.

"Guess I'll do these next then." Steve stated as he picked up a chip from the small pile Dan had brought in. "Better that than forgetting them."

Luis nodded, or at least seemed like he was nodding as he untangled himself from his jacket before he begun to get the board connected to the computer. Hardware was more his strong suit than Steve's, and Steve was the only one who understood the on-computer component of scanning the boards in, so this was probably the most efficient way to work.

After getting all the boards Dan sent thier way scanned in and most of the boxed boards done, Luis felt like something was wrong, so he excused himself to check on the server status.

A cold chill spiked in his chest, ran down his spine, and settled as a pit in his stomach as he saw that something was indeed wrong with the system.

A glitch, only small, but noticeable. Files that had moved on their own, and some bugged out text.

He blinked, and the issues seemed to right themselves, as if it knew somehow that it was being watched.

Whilst he hoped that it was a visual bug, he knew that something else was up.

Nothing was ever simple.

After taking a deep breath, he headed back to where Steve had been working, but as he saw that Steve was walking towards storage, looking rather exhausted, he followed.

"What do you need from storage?" Luis asked, trying to start a conversation, feeling that something was not right.

"Just... something to scan the larger chips. Then I'll get something for this headache." He replied.

"You look knackered." Luis told Steve, not as a boss, but as a friend. Hierarchy wasn't something he did, at all really: all being the co-owner of this place meant was that he did a lot of paperwork sometimes on top of his normal job. "I'll carry it for you when you find it. I don't want you getting hurt."

"Thanks." Steve smiled as the two of them walked into the storage room.

As they entered, something felt wrong. The air felt thin, but not stale. An eerie feeling crept over the two of them as they noticed a Foxy animatronic walking about.

It shouldn't be doing that.

The servers Luis maintained kept a list of every robot and thier status', as well as everything else they held, and as a part of his job as the systems and server admin he checked this data regularly, and this Foxy was not on-call.

And it hadn't been for a while.

The robot then stopped.

And looked at them.

Metal collided with the floor as the fox broke into a sprint, hook raised high, bolting straight towards Steve.

Steve previously had been looking for the thing he had came in here for, but he now stood like a deer in headlights. As Foxy drew closer, Steve stayed deathly still, shaking.

Realising that Steve was not going to move, Luis rammed into Steve himself, using one elbow to barge Steve out of the animatronics path, and his other arm as a futile shield between himself and the robot.

And as Steve stumbled to the side, Luis felt the robot's hook tear through the skin on his arm. He swore down that it had connected with bone, and he wanted to do nothing more than scream and cry, but he had to keep pressing on and get himself and Steve the hell out of here.

Luis could feel himself shake, but that was nothing compared to how Steve was frozen to the spot, shaking like it was minus ten Celsius. He grabbed Steve with his good arm and ran.

He bolted the hell out of storage, blocking the door behind him, and let out an almost deafening shriek for help as he entered the main part of this robotics repairing office.

Luis knew everyone's distinct footsteps as they ran to the room where he was. He had to know so he wouldn't jump when it was just one of them approaching when he was working. Everyone was shocked to see Steve shaking, and Luis bleeding from the arm, and despite his tan, almost as pale as Steve.

"Anna! One of the robots attempted to attack Steve." Luis felt the shake in his own voice, but the adrenaline wouldn't let him crash just yet. "I pushed him out the way, but I got hit instead. Rather me than anyone else though."

"Shit, someone fetch the first aid kit." Anna grimaced as she looked at Luis's arm. "And someone call Dr May. We'll patch him up now so he won't die, and she'll deal with the actual surgery stuff."

"It's just a scratch, I think I'll be ..." Luis couldn't finish his sentence before he collapsed. He could bearly control his breathing, and he felt weak. He was terrified and dizzy. Everything his body stoped him from feeling back in storage was coming through double. He felt sick.

Ness scrambled off and quickly came back with a first aid kit and saline fluid IV bag.

She knelt at Luis's side and quickly attached the IV drip to Luis before she begun to clean his wound.

Luis grimaced as antiseptic stung his wound. His vision was cluttered with patches of darkness, and the added pain of the various antiseptics Ness was using made it worse. That stinging pain made him want to pull his arm away, but he couldn't even muster up the strength for a light tug. Not that it mattered, as Ness's grip on his wrist wasn't one he could escape even if he tried. Not that there was any need.

Seemingly sensing Luis's distress, she shifted herself and Luis so that he was leaning back on her. Whilst it was an awkward angle for her to work from, Luis seemed far less fidgety than before.

Luis just felt like he was about to pass out. He could bearly see, and what he could see was tinted an odd shade. He didn't know if this was the fear kicking in with its delayed reaction, the adrenaline wearing off, or just the pain. But it was probably a mix of the three. He wanted to close his eyes and sleep, but he knew that he'd probably die if he did, so he forced himself to stay awake.

But, he thought to himself, the wound was just a slash to the arm. He'd seen worse. So why was he like this?

Then again, he has never been injured this badly before.

"That's not good." Ness's voice sounded like an echo in Luis's ears, hardly reaching him despite how close she was. "There's either a fragment of bone in this wound or on the floor in storage. And not a small one."

A chunk had been taken out of one of the bones in his arm?

That animatronics slash took a chunk out of his arm, and a bone inside of it.

Foxy took a chunk out of a bone in his arm.

Ok, he definitely made the right decision taking the hit for Steve. He would not have survived that to the chest.

The dizziness got worse. Even though he was on the ground, he felt like his body was balancing on a thin beam above an infinite void below. He tried to say something, but all that came out were pained grunts as he found that he had been clenching his jaw to the point where his teeth hurt.

"As far as I can tell there's nothing in the wound. It's clean, so I'll patch it up." Ness's voice sounded so distant... It was frightening. Luis looked up and she looked directly into his eyes - and she looked exactly like the woman from the hike that went wrong - but she sounded as if she was so far away.

He felt her fairly rough hands move over the wound on his arm, and pinpricks of pain kept him awake. Tiny stab after tiny stab kept him grounded in reality and told him that the wound was being stitched back together, yet with each small jolt of pain, his vision mutated into the same hallucination he had when he woke up after he'd fallen unconscious from falling down a ditch during that hike. The room looked different, far different to the tarpaulin that became a silk canopy. The roof just looked like stone. But Ness? She looked like the same golden clad princess he hallucinated her to be that day.

She had to be the woman he met that day.

But even if he lived, he wouldn't tell her. He didn't remember what she said that day, but he didn't want to chance anything.

He couldn't look around; he was too scared to. As when the hallucination faded, it didn't fade to reality.

It faded to black.

The sound of a woman whose voice he vaugely recalled lead him back to consciousness.

"Easy does it buddy." The bored and clinical tones told him exactly who this was, "you took quite the hit. Lucky I had some blood bags on hand."

As Luis opened his eyes, he saw a pale face with peircing blue eyes framed with long deep black hair glaring back at him.

Dr May.

(Why she preferred her first name was not something he had asked, but he wouldn't ask either.)

"So," May said, "you were out for some time. Your colleagues said that you had passed out just as I got here, and you've been out cold for over an hour. Is this your first time getting injured like this?"

Luis tried to reply, but no coherent words would form no matter how hard he tried. He tried to nod, but it hurt so bad.

"Can you move any of your fingers?" May asked, her tone unchanged.

Luis tried to move his fingers and was surprised when he felt his fingertips drumming on the floor. He still had the use of the hand on his injured arm. The other hand was obviously fine.

"Good. One for yes twice for no." May cleared her throat before speaking again, reiterating her first question. "Is this your first time getting injured this badly?"

Luis tapped one finger once.

"Ok." May nodded, "well, you're pretty damn brave for a first timer."

Luis wanted to reply, but he still couldn't get his voice to create any meaningful sounds.

"I guess that was a thank you." May inferred before continuing, "I've added a blood IV of, to put in layman's terms, the blood type everyone can receive, and Mark found that shard of bone your girlfriend mentioned to me when I got here. It was on the floor in storage. I only had to undo a third of the stitches she put in to fix that for you. Then I patched up the rest of the wound."

Luis felt his face flush red when May referred to Ness as his girlfriend, and there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop it.

"It'll heal, but it'll suck for a while." May stared before she begun to strap the IV bags to Luis's upper arm before moving him into a sitting position.

He then noticed that Ness had remained nearby as when May sat him up, a woman was behind him to hold him in this sitting position, and the only other women here aside from Dr May were Anna and Raha, who were both still in his line of sight.

"Just keep the bags above where it's connected to your arm, and Ness'll remove them when they're empty." May looked at Ness to get her confirmation on the situation, and from the look on the doctor's face, it was likely that Ness was a little shocked, "yes, that does mean either you'll be staying around his place or he'll be staying around yours. But he'll be on the floor here for a while until he starts moving again."

Aside from small motions, Luis didn't have the energy to move. But he did feel that his breathing had steadied out, and he tried talking again. "Okay..." His voice was shaky and quiet, but he could speak again. That was progress.

"So, I'll stay here until I know for a fact that you're stable," May stated, "then I'll head off. Any questions you may have, just say them."

The room was quiet for a while, the only meaningful actions being the IV drips slowly draining thier contents into Luis's arm, and the slight chatter over what to do with the animatronics.

Luis focused on his breathing, as he figured that if he could keep that steady, he'd be ok.

After what felt like hours but was definitely only a handful of minutes, Luis was able to murmur a question.

"Is... Hallucinating when injured normal?"

"No." May's answer was blunt. "People don't usually do that."

"It's happened to me twice... But the first time... I was not as hurt as this... Just... Fell down a ditch and had a rocky landing... Passed out" Luis was bearly able to reply, a little worried now that he knew that what he was going through was not normal.

"I'd take a rolled ankle and some scrapes over that gash any day," Dr May huffed in what Luis assumed was a light-hearted manner. "The same hallucination or a different one."

"The same. And... I'd rather not say what I saw." Luis replied, "just that the first time... I saw it when I was waking up... And this time... I saw it when I was passing out."

He hoped that wasn't too much information. He had been on a few hikes before that fateful day. Ness didn't know how many times before he had fell down a ditch and passed out (even if the answer was zero, but she didn't know that).

"And it only happens when you're injured and teetering between consciousness and unconsciousness?" May questioned further.

"I guess..."

It hadn't happened when they had been snooping around the old HQ, when they were cornered by William and Ness had been ordered to kill him, with the alternative bring that William would strangle him if she declined. She had managed to trick William into thinking that she had complied by beating him unconscious with her bat, and he didn't hallucinate when the bat came down on his head, and he didn't hallucinate when he woke up. So why now?

That day had more in common with what happened in the woods than today did, so why didn't he hallucinate then? But that would be to assume that there was a pattern.

"I see." May nodded, "If this becomes a common occurrence or you find the common factor that sparks these hallucinations, call me. It'll help me with future patients."

Luis nodded and the room went back to saying and doing nothing. Luis still felt weak, but he felt a little better. Not that 'a little better' was hard to achieve in his condition. He moved his legs and tried to stand, but his feet skidded back down before he could even get leverage on the floor.

Ness saw Luis struggle and figured that she knew what he was trying to achieve. She also knew that in his condition, he would not be able to do that, as despite the injury being on his arm, the fear and nausea would prevent him from being able to hold his balance for more than a few seconds, if that. She looked at Anna and said "Chair please."

To Ness suprise, Anna quickly left the room and came back with a swivel chair with arm rests.

The fabric cushioning of the chair should be better for Luis than the hard ground anyway.

Gently, Ness lifted Luis into her arms and placed him on the chair. She was relieved that he was in a stable enough condition to be able to sit on his own, yet she still feared that he may black out again at any second, so she stayed by his side. She did not want him to get hurt again.

May looked Luis up and down again. "How is your vision. Is it blurred?"

Luis blinked and tried to focus, but he couldn't. Everything just hurt too much to focus.

"I... Don't know."

May made a note on something on a clipboard and made a sour face. He assumed that was bad.

"Do you have pain anywhere else?" She continued to question.

"If I do.... I can't feel it."

Luis could only focus on his arm. Even though it had been patched up, the adrenaline from the initial incident had all but worn off and he felt the gash throbbing and pulsing with a searing pain like it was trying to scream on his behalf.

He had no idea how Dr May's brother managed to take injuries so well, but he figured it had something to do with experience. And previous employment to Fazbear Entertainment.

His arm flared up again and he hissed in pain. He didn't see what was happening around him, but he did see a brown and yellow blur move from his peripheral vision to be more in his line of sight. The brown gave way to an alabaster shape between.

Ness was really blurry.

He tried to focus, and even if it took a minute, he could soon define her crimson red eyes from the rest of her face and see the trio of scars on her cheek, and he could see her hair and how her bangs framed her face, and he could see the rainbow hair extension she always had in. Shakily, he held out the hand in his good arm, and she took it.

Something more than the floor or a chair to keep him grounded. Something to stop him from falling into the void of pain.

Focusing on Ness and Ness alone, his breathing begun to steady out as he let himself relax. Everyone was safe. He was safe. He figured that his body wasn't letting him acknowledge that. Or it did and just dropped him to harshly, one or the other.

Anyway, he didn't notice Dr May sticking a needle into his injured arm until she had already completed what she needed to do, and that was when she announced "I've given you something to numb the pain in your arm. Do not take any medication for the next six hours. Someone set a timer on his phone or something."

Anna picked up Luis's phone and set an alarm, whilst Luis looked towards Ness, who in some kind of instinctive response, also set the same alarm.

"I was about to say, he should have someone accompany him home and monitor his condition, but you seem to be one step ahead of me."

Both Ness and Luis turned bright red. Ness's usually white skin matched her eyes, and as for Luis, the flush of red was only slightly less noticeable on the fairly tanned Spaniard. Luis had considered asking Ness if she'd be able to stick around, and Ness was going to suggest going home with him to make sure he was ok. Neither had vocalised it yet, but now they knew the others intention, asking was just for the formalities of it.

"Can I stay round yours to make sure you're ok?" Ness asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah." Luis replied, trying to process what was blood pumping to his wound and what was blood vacating from that area to his face.

The duo smiled at eachother, meanwhile those who weren't monitoring thier injured colleague were hatching a plan as to what to do about the sudden hostility of one of the animatronics.

Mark, Dan, Steve, and Raha exchanged ideas before Dan and Raha headed over to the room that the Fazbear Entertainment animatronics were stored. A few minutes later, they came back, neither worse for wear.

"We were able to turn the safety back on, but who knows when that'll be flicked off again." Dan stated as he stepped into the room, "all of them seem to have this switch, so all of them seem to be prone to having that kind of behavioural switch."

"What kind of robots even have an unsafe mode?" Mark quiped as he sketched up a plan.

"Fazbear Entertainment ones." Raha shot back with all her usual bluntness.

"Well, Anna, love, we need to do something about the robots, just in case they attack again." Dan looked between Anna and the door to where the robots were stored, then back again.

"Well, did you guys have any ideas?" Anna said, "because I have one, but it's a last resort."

"Dumpster." Mark stated.

"No."

"Disassemble them and reassemble them when needed?" Raha suggested.

"No."

"I think we should lock them away somewhere. That way we can just unlock a door instead of rebuilding them." Steve suggested.

"But where," Anna's reply being more than one word this time mean that Steve was on the right track. But questions remained.

"Do we use the storage containers or the basement?" Dan proposed the only two options.

"The basement is a last resort, but given what they did to Luis," Anna grimaced as she saw how dazed Luis still was from his injury, "that's probably the right choice. The basement may be flooded, but I have a bad feeling that if we used a container, it may not hold. But the basement door? Blast proof."

"Guess that settles it." Mark stood up and grabbed his mop. The basement wasn't going to clear up the water that had leaked in itself.

"Alright." Anna clasped her hands and took a deep breath, "Me, Dan, and Mark will sort out preparing the basement for the robots to move in, and then it'll be just me and Dan moving them, unless anyone wants to volunteer."

Anna hoped nobody would volunteer. Mark was too spooked by Fazbear's machines to not be a liability to himself. Steve was still struggling to process what had happened back in the storage room between him and Foxy, and how Luis saved his life. They needed Raha up here in case something went wrong during the process of moving the animatronics. Luis was in no state to help, and Ness was keeping an eye on him.

'Moving them is a two man job anyway,' Anna thought to herself as she, Dan, and Mark went down into the basement to clean up any water puddles and place buckets. Meanwhile, Raha was fixated on the doors: any door that had a link to storage, she had eyes on. It was as if she was practically paranoid. But she had every right to be, given thier behaviour earlier today.

Thankfully, no machine came bursting through any doors, and the only door that opened was when Anna, Dan, and Mark left the basement, the scrape of the blast door on the floor making Raha jump a bit.

"It's all ready down there. Me and Dan will take care of moving the robots." Anna said as she strode over to the storage room, Dan following a bit behind. Mark was the last out and scurried to where Steve, Raha, Luis and Ness were grouped together.

"That basement still gives me the creeps..." Mark mumbled as he looked between the basement's blast door and the door to the room where the animatronics were all stored.

Anna looked over at Mark, "At least you won't need to go down there. If any of them need cleaning, I'll bring them up for you."

With a huff, she and Dan walked towards the storage room door.

"Is this even safe?" Dan hesitantly placed a hand on the door and looked towards Anna.

"No idea love. But we'll be safer once those things are in the basement." Anna replied as she pushed open the storage room door and barged inside.

The duo then begun to ferry the robots from the storage room to the basement. Every second Anna and Dan spent in the basement felt like agonising hours to the remainder of the crew up on the surface, but each time, the couple resurfaced, generally unscathed bar a subbed toe from a brick or off stair or mildly scratched hand from an errant peice of metal.

"And that does it," Anna breathed as she and Dan trudged out of the basement for the final time, "that was the last of them. We only take them out when we need to do work on them. This way nobody who doesn't need to come into contact with those things has to."

As Anna locked the basement door, Dan went up to the rest of the group.

"Is everyone doing ok?" He asked, scanning the anxious faces for a response.

"I was worried you and Anna were gonna die down there, but yer still here, so I'm fine." Raha replied, her blasé facade not working to hide that she'd been on-edge this whole time.

"Doing good." Mark added, "Nothing attacked us."

"Doing fine... I think." Steve sounded distant, but not his usual distant. He turned to Luis to see if he was feeling any better.

"Anxious." Ness admitted, shakily a little and unable to take her eyes off the basement door.

"I'm feeling better..." Luis gave a slight but genuine smile. He felt less dazed than before, so felt as if he could walk again without collapsing. But he wouldn't risk driving: not like this.

"That's a relief," Dan sighed, "any idea as to why the robot tried to attack Steve?"

"No." Luis shook his head, "I just tailed him into the storage room, and saw this Foxy walking around, and then it just charged."

Steve nodded and seemed deep in thought. He nodded to himself, but said nothing.

He had seen a visual bug on his computer after Luis had gone to check the network computer.

After Anna announced that they'd be all heading home early today due to this incident, Steve managed to catch Luis alone by the bathrooms.

"I think I know what's going on." Steve spoke in an assertive whisper.

"Yeah," Luis replied in a similar tone, "There is DEFINITELY something in the boards. Don't email ANYONE about this yet. We can't let Fazbear Entertainment know that we're catching on. They need to think that all of them have been scanned in on the same day."

Steve nodded as Luis spoke before replying himself, "I suspect these bugs will only get worse as we scan in more boards. If the robots wanted to go for the kill like it seemed, then they definitely banked on us being able to scan all of them in one day. I think some of the data from boards may be going through the system by themselves to turn the animatronics aggressive."

"I agree. But what do you think the point is?" Luis added. Ness, William's vessel was here. Why would Faz Ent' try and do something that could kill the person thier founder intended to use as a vessel?

"I don't know, but after we've scanned the last board in, I will be contacting Jim." Steve's tone was blunt. He had a contact in Fazbear Entertainment, and was going to pull any strings he needed to get to the bottom of this. He didn't want to feel like he was the reason why someone got hurt. Not again. Not after today.

"Alright." Luis's tone was equally blunt, a grim mutual understanding of thier situation. "Let's hope we can prepare well enough to counteract whatever this bug is and whatever may be in the rest of the boards. At least this incident gives us the heads up to prepare."

The duo nodded at eachother before heading out with everyone else to the car park. They were supposed to be scanning in the rest of the boards, and the only ones left were ones already in animatronics, a task Fazbear Entertainment expected to take one day, Anna expected to take three, but now it was looking like it'd take at least more than a week. And that was just for scanning: organisation would be worse, as just because a board came from an animatronic didn't mean that the board belonged to that animatronic. It'd be a game of 'guess the robot that's about to go ferral'. One nobody wanted to play.

They couldn't shake the feeling that things would get worse, because they knew for a fact that it would get worse from here on out.

With a grim nod, Luis and Steve headed thier separate ways for the night: Steve walking home and Luis heading to Ness's car.

Today's incident was over, but there was going to be more. Luis just knew it.

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