Hello! Welcome back to Five Nights at Skymeida! Now I do not own FN@F at all, all credit goes to Scot Cawthon. My understanding of the Fnaf story line might be a little messed up and wrong in many ways and I would be ever so happy if you told me the right way, but some things I do for the purpose of the book. 

Welcome to Five Nights at Skymedia.

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The large grandfather clock struck midnight, like it does every night. But the simple calm chime woke up a small boy and it filled him with fear.

He never liked this chime, at least within the past few days. When the chime would sound the boy would awake and the darkness seemed to surround him, nightmares filled the boys mind and roamed the halls of this house.

The boy whimpered softly as he got out of bed, grabbing his flashlight before hitting the floor. He then proceeded to sit on the floor, his back against the end of the bed.

He sighed as the flashlight roamed around the small room. Small toys shined brightly then quickly faded, at the light source faded away. This was the 5th night that these dreams have been appearing and so far they have only gotten worse. 

They always got closer than the night before and made great attempts to get to him. He never liked it but tonight was something special, his worse nightmare would come out. Golden-zan. 

"You'll know what happens when he catches you."  A voice rang through Ross's head. Fear then spread through his veins and his hold on the flashlight faltered. He didn't want to end up like his sister, hoping he could keep the monsters back. 

Ross then decided to check the left door. He scrambled upwards and grabbed hold of the cool metal of the doorknob. He peered down the dark hallway and listened, he heard distant footsteps and closed the door, his heart racing. 

Then a loud creak come from his closet caught his attention. He then decided he couldn't do this anymore.  He closed his eyes, making the forming tears run down his chubby cheeks, as he bolted out the other door on the right side of his room. He ran down the dark hallway as fast as he could. He wanted to leave, he wanted to escape. 

Then as he was about to turn the corner, he ran into something huge. He fell to the floor with a soft thud. He looked up and turned on the flashlight in his hand. The light illuminated his worst fear. 

The long slender teeth stood out the most, many many rows of them lined the robots mouth. The ones farthest in the characters mouth were coated with blood. Then, the eyes. The bright yellow glowing eyes bore into the child's brown ones, causing fear to run through him. 

Ross back up, trying to get away from the human like animatronic, but it only advanced toward him, making a loud creaking sound with each step. Then Ross noticed the stomach of the creature. The black shirt was torn away and sharp teeth came out from the damaged skin color. 

Ross's mind instantly went to his sister, Shelby. He didn't want to end up like her. Ross then scrambled up off the floor and bolted down the hall. "G-get ba-ack here R-ross!!" The human said as Ross ran into the living room. The broken voice echoed throughout the house, bouncing off the walls. 

Ross then noticed a light shining brightly in the living room. He walked over to it and saw it was the TV. His mother must have left it on when she was watching her really stupid drama show. he looked towards the couch and saw a bowl of popcorn, also left by his mother. 

Loud footsteps soon reached his ears and Ross took off once again. He made it back into his room and sat against the wood of his bed. Ross took deep breaths, trying to calm his breathing, unfortunately he couldn't hear the door creak open as something slipped inside of it.  

He looked up and saw the robotic ginger smiling at him. "hel-llo Ross." He said. The boys eyes widened, realizing how close he was to death. with the nightmare being this close. Ross could make out small features in his face that were not seen from his height.

Large wires came out from his ears and face, coming from his endo-skeleton. His eyes were small contrasting them to his teeth and robotic structure. The golden metal eyes, scanning Ross as the young male scanned the nightmare. A small torn purple hat rested on the metal ginger hair that swooped in an upward fashion. The hair itself was horrible off color in many palaces. There were areas that hinted at a furbished creature but it other showed wear and tear of time and miss-use. The facial skin and hair also showed this treatment, the many skin colors adding to a more nightmare-ish effect. 

Ross then felt the long claws of the nightmare under his arms. Fear spread through him as he was lifted into the air by the thing, making him come back into reality. The child then started to squirm from the grasp, tears running down his face once more. He dropped the flashlight, making it thud to the ground. 

A scream then ripped through the child's throat as the jaw of the creature filled his vision and the last thing he saw was the teeth of his nightmare, ending his life. 

"You know what will happen to you if he catches you." 

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A loud beep filled the small white room, causing shock to ripple through the two people that waited there. Tears started to swell up and soon started to run down both of their faces. Then mother clenched her fists in anger and sadness as she looked at her lost son. 

He was propped up in the hospital bed, in a coma. There were bloody bandages wrapped around his head. His brown curly hair sticking over the top of it, some of it coated in blood. His glasses were threatening to fall onto the boys lap, but never did. His eyes were closed and his body limp, his skin even seeming more paler than before. 

The brother buried his head in his hands, regretting what he has done. He then let the red object that was in his hands fall to the floor. The fox mask landing on the tile floor with a small thud. The brother then let out a shaky sigh and ran his fingers through his purple and green hair. 

The mother bowed her head and clenched her teeth, refusing to cry a loud in front of her sons. Her tears soon died down and she got enough courage to look at her dead son once more. "Another one." She simply stated. 

"Mom, I'm really-" The boy started to say. 

"I don't want to hear it.  It was all your fault. It was you, you and your friends who did this. Nothing can change that." She said coldly, refusing to look at her oldest son. 

The male shrank back into the chair he was sitting on and looked at the bed. He sighed softly before standing up and leaving the room, meeting his friends outside, about to tell them the news. 

Emily then sighed, happy that she was alone. She walked over to the mini shelf the was in the room and grabbed Ross's favorite plush. It was a plush of Golden-zan. The colors went perfectly with the ones in the pizzeria, only the manufacturers messed up on the eyes at first. They made the eyes black with white dots instead of the other way around. Ross insisted on having the messed up plush instead of waiting for the new ones to arrive.

Emily ran her fingers along the cheep felt, squeezing the plush lightly. The body was soft and plush but the head was more firm. Emily had always told Ross that it was how they made it and not to play with it too hard, and he never did. He always would keep it on his bed or stowed safely away. 

The truth was that Em had put a security camera inside the plush to keep an eye on her son for when she was at work. Weather it would be above ground  or below. Her son saw something nobody should ever see at his age, or any age at all. Em, being super nervous that he would tell someone, watched him constantly and always brought him to work. 

Walking over to her son, she placed the plush in his arms, just so he could hold it one last time. "Looks like we wont be using spring animatronics at the pizzeria anymore." She said with a chuckle, but her smile soon faded as she saw her son. 

Then anger started to boil in her veins. She gripped the edge of the bed tightly in anger, as she looked at Ross. 

"I will put you back together."