*nightingale's point of view*

He what. He what! He disarmed me thats what. He apparently wants to control my whole life. Well I'm not going to let him. Maybe its the whole being a demon thing. But I'm not that little girl who was so mesmorized and scared and alone. No.

We were back at fazbears and I suddenly had the wonderful memory of him disarming my powers. I may have hurt him but he deserves more. Sam and Haven have wondered off.

I'm Nightingale. And everyone will be my puppet. I will be he strongest. Or is that my inner demon speaking. And I meant that quite literally. Doesn't matter even if its the demon its apart of me so its me regardless.

"Give it back!" I shout and kick him. I land a good shot at his balls. He grunts and cripples to the floor.
"Ugh. Why?" He says. I glare at him and flip my hair back.

"Because u took what belongs to me!" I said sternly.

"I'm actually expecting worse to be honest." Bonnie said as he casually leans against the wall. He shouldn't have opened his mouth. I walked over to him. He jumped and walked back and turned on his heel and was briskly making his merry way to the other side of the room.

I was on his heel. When I got to him I smacked him in the arm.
"Ow!" He whined.
"Now you." I said turning to foxy. He looked up his ears perked. How he can move his human ears astounds me. He was cuddling a sleeping may weather. She was not asleep a moment ago. Oh my god....I'm going to kill him.

"What did you do!!!" I screamed. I marched my little ass and pushed foxy with all my might. He went crashing into the wall behind it cracked and little chips of wood were flying around. my May was laying on the ground her chest rising softly and then going down. I wasn't breathing. I didn't need to but I could. I got on my knees. And wiped away little bits of wood. She was beautiful I can't believe I looked like her. Her jet black hair and tan had faded. She was more pale. I lightly traced her scar. It was a little scar on her right side of her face. It made her unique. No longer my look alike. Same for me. I now have souless black eyes. And beautiful porcelain skin. With beautiful makeup. I fit quite well with the group.

Mayweather just doesn't.

She needs out and I'm going to do that for her. Her dark purple shirt was messy with wood chips. She had on a black leather jacket on and skinney dark dark almost back purple jeans. She had on her favorite black combat boots. Me on the other hand was wearing my dress chica made. I look like a doll that you can put up on the shelf.my hair had fell down out of the pigtails

I miss matching with May.

I miss watching mom and dad.

I miss family.

Family....a memory one I don't remember having played in my head. A picnic. Were I was loved equally by both my parents I think I was 4. We were running. I slipped. There was a clif. A fall. I fell off a clif. Who was there? There was someone there. I don't remember who.

"One day we will meet again little one..."

Who said that. I shook my head. I can figure that out later. Now I have a lot of ass kicking to do. I gingerly tucked some hair behind her ear and stood up.

I was beyond livid. I was going to rip foxy limb from limb. I have some serious issues with him putting my sister to sleep probably without her consent.

"I'm going to kill you I hope you know." I said. This rage of mine is about to go out of control. Foxy had gotten on all fours and was looking at me with the blood lust eyes I had seen once before. Those red lines that surrounded his pupils. The sharp teeth. The snarl. The battle ready nervous twitch of his muscles. I hate all of it. I hate it all! I want to destroy him.

"Foxy..get away now. Look at her eyes." Bonnie had said. I heard none of it. I heard my own snarl. I seemed to focus in on him. The edge of my vision was turning red. I heard my fingers popping. What from I didn't care.

I watched foxy's eyes turn normal and he whimpered. His ears went down and he untensed. He was backing up with afraid yellow eyes. Bonnie stepped in front of him.

He looked at me with stern eyes and face.

"She's gone loco. Freddy she's in loco phase next is nightmare. Better get chica."
Oh yes I have gone loco. Crazy. And I'm going to use it to my advantage. I heard from behind me Freddy's voice. It took the edge off just slightly then I had the lovely memory of my powers gone and it only increased.

"Bonnie, foxy go nightmare and hold her off. I'll take May. She will be safe from Gale I promise." Freddy said and he rushed over. The amazing smell of mint and lavender passed as he scooped up May.

It couldn't stop my increasing rage. A low growl erupt from me. And I felt cracks all over my body. I looked down my legs were getting longer and so were my fingers. They were being covered with this black material. So were my legs. My vision was covered with this black like filter.

I had closed in on foxy a white ring appeared around him. My teeth felt much MUCH sharper. Great. I can bite him.

I let out a scream it came out demented and corrupted. Like a true dammed soul.

"She's gone nightmare!" Bonnie hollared.

"Let's do this bonbon." Foxy said and he started shifting. They both were. Foxy had grown and his shirt and shorts were ripping. His nails grew out. Sharp and dangerous but they were growing.

Foxy's arms and legs were being consumed with iron. Or so it seemed. His teeth were also iron and growing sharp. I saw the crusted blood. It fueled my rage further then possible. That HAS to be Mayweather's blood.

His pupils had significantly shrunk and had a white circle around them. Red flowed into his yellow eyes like a disease. He snarled at me. I didn't care.

Bonnie had also grown sharp teeth and his hands were larger and his feet. He could probably smash someones head. His eyes had done the same as foxy's; purple had colored his body. And rusty ears had grown out of his head. They were rustic and metal. Foxy had sprouted some metal ears that he keeps flexing and changing directions.

When their ears moved their actual ears moved. Foxy got down on all fours and snarled at me.

I snarled back. They look ready and I can't control this anger any longer. I scream a battle screm and come flying at them. My feet thudded on the ground and I didn't care. I try to smack bonnie out of the way but he caught my hand. 

He may have caught my hand but that doesn't stop me. I continue along with the path of my hand. So what it looks like it basically. My hand is stopped near his cheek (my left: his right) his right arm is stopping me and and it looks like he's struggling. He looked more mentality pained.

He started to crush my hand. I let out a inhuman screech that had several pitches put into it. As if a Chior was screaming as a whole.

This only angered me more. I used basically all my strength and over powered him and sent him flying. His big stupid feet stopped him from going out the window. He left scraped marks.

I turned my attention to the little foxy. He was growling on all fours ready to pounce. I was ready I tensed my muscles. I'm ready to pounce.
I'm going to kill foxy.

For hurting May, for falling in love with her, for being the one person she will always chose over me, for knocking her out, for being a whimp, for being foxy.

I hate him a unstoppable hate that keeps spreading. I was going to let out my rage scream. When the door opened with a bang. The beautiful smell of mint and lavender washed over us. Foxy stood and was slowly cracking and changing to normal. Yellow eyes. Normal height. No metal teeth. No blood. I looked over bonnie had done the same.

I looked over at freddy. He is in my way. I must get rid of him. Apart of me seemed to die at the thought of hurting him. But my anger is unchecked and growing. As my rage grows so does my strength. So to me rage seems to be working in my favor.

Freddy rose his hands up I'm the air in a way to calm a horse. I'm no animal. I growled.

"NIGHTINGALE!" He yelled. The yell pierced my ear. That small half that loves him was growing. His voice, him saying my name it sent shivers down my spine.

True to heart I know I love freddy fazbear, my very reason for living and the pain of my world. Freddy. He is my past and future. He is everything. Pain shook my whole body. I let out another inhuman shreik. My back arhed as my fingers and bones were cracking and shriveling back to their original state. My teeth shrunk with such pain its unimaginable. My vision cleared. The black gunk shrunk back up into my body. It was a slow transition and a extremely painful one.

I lay on the ground in such pain that my muscles would randomly twitch. Pointless tears pooled out of my eyes. I felt dead.

They called it nightmare. I went nightmare. Whatever that was I never want it again. I saw chica run in with a suit. Looks like me but it was taller and had a mask. A pale mask. The arms and everything looked like nightmare me. But not sharp teeth. Freddy walked towards me. And picked me up bridal style.

He gingerly carried my hurt and broken body to the suit.

"Welcome to the family."

Tomorrow is another day.
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How was that!?!? I loved it. Well we all know I'm not the best author. But I hope I always keep being unique in how I write. In this chapter she reaches nightmare mode. What other modes are there? And who is this person who was with her at the end of the clif? I wonder.