Somewhere sealed deep in the badlands, miles beneath the ground sat a lone creature. It sat, unmoving and emotionless. He dreams of madness and bloodshed, of the sweet ecstasy of oblivion. His skeleton was metal, his form a ragged and torn green, and his mind a patchwork of chaos and madness made live. His eyes were dark, and his soul darker.

His name was Springtrap.

His ear twitched as he heard a small 'pop' by his broken ear. He gave a large grin at this. A series of further pops echoed as a swarm of lights appeared. To any onlooker they would not be visible, and if they were then all they would seem to be was a strange swarm of sickly green colored sparks. Each of them congregated before him, giving them what they knew. Each of them was a part of a whole, and each of them was bound to him. Their maker. He smiled as they all finally arrived. They were his eyes, ears, and senses in those places he could not reach. His form was bound to this, his prison, but that did not mean he could not use his power. He held to him a cold intellect, and thus he had made his swarm. He had burned through most of his power to make them, but it was worth it. Each of them was small, to the point where Freddy wouldn't even think to look for them, even when they were all around him. For every little Displaced that he had met, they had followed. He watched them as they flew around the air in front of him, constructing from what they had learned. A small group of them landed, dead, consumed by their item. Phazon, harvested from the armor of Sam Aran. A dangerous material to be sure, but now his. The next object was complex, but they had enough data and additional energy gathered to produce it. A lightsaber, constructed from data gathered from the one known as Folteren. The gem was generated in the same manner to hold similar properties to that of Springtraps... 'brother' Bonnie, but made with a curved hilt to it. The final item was the most unstable, but the most versatile. It had taken the longest time to gain the data from, and it had been planned in the back of Freddy's mind before he had parted from his madness upon Springtrap's creation. He had sent the first and most basic warm of his scouts off, bound to the boy known as Lance. They had gone out into his world, finding data on him and his worlds functions. Now they brought back their prize, data enough to generate a gem compatible with those beings known as Adepts. The gem was of a sickly green/gold color, matched to Springtrap's own form. Around it was constructed a glaive, made of a black metal and sharpened to an unnatural edge. These were but the first items that his Spring-Sparks had brought back to him. He struggled, his power drained, and placed the three items into his own chest holdings. Soon he would be strong enough. Soon he would be free to unleash madness onto reality itself...

Soon...

I groaned and poked SB's shoulder.

"Are ya done yet?"

"No."

"How about no?"

"No further progress to report."

"Well how about now? You gotta have something!"

"Shade, you know I cannot treat this kind of task lightly. I am crafting a sword of synthesized materials, by paw rather than simply conjuring it. One fell move and it could be ruined entirely."

"UUUUGGHHHHHH! Sooooo borrreeeeed!"

His head twitched and he set down his tools around his forge. He looked at me with an unamused expression.

"If you are so bored then why don't you go bother Toy Chica and Bonnie? Or do I need to get Big Chica involved?"

I froze and laughed nervously.

"Heh heh you're r-right they'll probably have... Something..."

I slunk out and shook off my fear. Big Chica. An animatronic of eight feet in height, standing a good half foot over all of us but Golden and talking with a voice reminiscent of a genderbent version of the 'Heavy' class from the Earth game Team Fortress Two. She was a mother bear type, and she gave no quarter. She was the only one of my siblings to fear, as she held enough power (not by magic but by physical might) to throttle any of us with ease.

She scared me.

I sighed as I walked along. By mental/personality age terms, Bonnie and Toy Chica were teens, Bonbon and I were somewhere in the early twenties, SB was about thirty, Foxy was whatever the hell he felt like (of all of us he was the most changeable), and Old Chica was definitely forties. She had the deal of 'I know what you're planning so Imma let you know right now I'm not having that shit' about her. Most of them usually irritated me, or were just boring. I did my best to think of something to do, walking through town in a zoned-out state. Eventually I found myself looking down a cave's entrance, on one of the mountains on the border of Golden Me's territory. I shrugged and started walking in. I looked up to see a massive elder dragon glaring at me.

"Uh... Are we gonna be able to just say we never saw each other and I leave?"

He gave a slight shake of his head.

"Thought so. Well then..."

I started running.

"GUYS HALP I ANGERED A DRAGON WITH MY AWESOMENESS!"

I looked around to see the other animatronics seeming to groan before running towards me. I met up with them.

"Okay you guys keep it busy, I'll grab bossman!"

Bonnie grabbed me b the shoulder before I could run.

"Oh no you're not! We're gonna take care of this ourselves!"

"WHAT!?"

"We were made to defend this place! We gotta fight without the boss sometime!"

I groaned. "This is a terrible idea..."

"So was angering a dragon."

"Touche."

The others ran up to us and we got ready.

"Alright all, no G-F or SB this time, we're doing this on our own!"

Everyone seemed to get excited and cheer. Toy Chica pumped a fist in the air. "I call whatever weapons he drops when he's dead!"

Bonnie held up his claw. "Imma get a shield!"

Everyone seemed way more excited that I had thought. I groaned and turned around.

"If we die I blame you jerks..."

Bonbon tackled me in a hug.

"We love ya too buddy! Now let's kill a dragon!"

"Tis a fine day to plunder dragon booty!"

"YOU ARE NOT HELPING FOXY!"

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