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Sir Freddy the Golden!

by ArcIsDead

Chapter 16: Chapter Sixteen: Shadow Bonnie

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Chapter Sixteen: Shadow Bonnie

Hello, I am the one known as Shadow Bonnie, first born of Golden Freddy. My 'father' has told us that he would like our own views to be placed in this record, and thus I appear. I have no moments of my own to speak thus far, as I am born to be unseen. I observe, I learn, and I remember. I place emphasis on my 'siblings' and I's 'birth' order for the fact that I feel it matters, despite the ideas of others. My father failed to mention in her earlier reporting the ordering of his creations, as well as those he has not completed and those he regrets. But let me reiterate my purpose to you all, by my own 'tongue', as with some of my own thoughts.

I am Shadow Bonnie, of my fathers first children. Of us there are three, each made of the aspects most prominent of my father's mind. I am his logic, that part which coldly observes and sees all. The part that predicts and foresees, placing myself beyond reproach not through power but through wisdom. I am his cunning, his cold apathy, his ability to always recall and never forget.

Third of us is my counterpart in watching my father's holdings, Shadow Freddy. His name is literal, as he is my father's literal shadow. He is a double-edged sword incarnate, my father's pride. He is both the flaw that leads his logic to failure, but also that which propels him to continue forward. The voice that makes him be confident and know that he can win. But then he is also that part of him that makes him to much so, and thus makes him fall from glory. As with all of us though, he is born of those fragments and parts of my fathers mind both in memory and emotion that are bound to this trait. But do not misunderstand, we are not merely this. We are our own, born from these fragments and then allowed to grow and walk on our own legs, have our own thoughts and emotions.

We are our own. But that is itself a blade of two edges. For now I reach he of my siblings that is closets in age to myself. The third aspect which is bound to my father. Madness.

He is made apart from us, not as a new being born from a reflection, but as a prison. He is the cage which holds the fragment of Discord's power that was left to our father, that which broke him when he was reborn to this world. He is my father's madness, his deceit, his will to destroy and conquer... He is all those aspects of my father that are feared and hated, and with good reason. Of my siblings, I am the only one to know of him. As for as all of my siblings, they believe me the first born and Shadow Freddy  the second. But this is false. But it is a kindness. He is locked away, made for that last piece of Discord which my father cannot touch for it would bring madness back upon himself, and he seeks all things to cease. He is the only one of us to have two parents, as the rest of us are simply born of our father. But he is born of the darkest parts of Discord and my father.

He cannot be cast eternally to the void, for he would be found and then find a way to return. He cannot be destroyed by my father, for his is the power to bring my father down to the madness that once tore at him. But I will not allow that.

As I have said, I am my fathers logic. I have enough power to rival Discord, if he were still alive, and I know that I will be the one to fall to him. I will die so that he will die as well. Because I am like my half-brother in one way.

I am not what my father intended.  I was made to be his intellect and cunning, but without even realizing, he made me in part of his own subconscious. I am the compassion that was stolen from him, the kindness he once offered freely, I am the part of him that exactly opposes my half-brother. I am born of that which Discord's fragment was meant to seal away. I am born of my fathers intellect, and thus I can know myself and those around me without the bias which my father and siblings are under. I know my half-brother by the one title that fits his true desire, atrophy.

My father calls him Springtrap.

And I will die before I allow him to harm my siblings.

I have foreseen this, and I know that it will be thus. And yet, against the logic I am born of...

I hope I am wrong. Next Chapter: Chapter Seventeen: Foxy's Magnificent Pirate Adventure, Part One Estimated time remaining: 3 Hours, 38 Minutes

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