Shattered Freddy(GlamMike):
Gregory stumbled through the halls, tears streaming down his face. He could hear Freddy's screams as the other animatronics tore him apart.
He let out another sob as he stumbled through the pizzaplex, getting to the closest vent and climbing in. All he could do after was curl up on himself and break down into tears.
It took Gregory a while before he could bring himself to leave the vent.
He didn't know how long he had been crying, but he knew he couldn't just stay in the vents forever No matter how much it hurt.
So he forced himself to get up and get out of the vent.
It was... weirdly quiet as he walked out. He looked around and saw a few of the security bots but...
None of the main 4 animatronics.
Gregory slowly walked out, being careful to avoid the blank-faced bots.
He easily got past them, walking past.
But even as he moved back into the areas the animatronics always occupied, he still didn't hear... anything from the animatronics. Chica couldn't talk after he ripped out her stupid voice box, but the others... aren't they still trying to get him? Why-
"Suuuuperstaaar~"
Freddy!?
Gregory shot around and started running to Freddy's voice. It almost seemed to good to be true-
"Where are you Greeegory? I want to help youuuu."
Gregory stopped moving towards his voice, standing frozen in place.What... happened to his voice? Why did he sound so... empty? Where was his emotion? He sounded like-
"Aren't we frieeeendssss? I just want you to be saaafe."
Like them.
That wasn't Freddy. It couldn't be. It wasn't. Freddy would never.
The voice was closer that time.
Gregory jumped into one of the bins.
He wasn't going to let this bastard get away with impersonating his dad friend.
But as he peaked through the bin horror filled him at what he saw.
Freddy was... completely broken. And... Gregory knew that what he was looking at wasn't the animatronic who had protected him anymore.
Now... he was just like all the rest.
Glamrock Freddy felt... different. He could hear a voice, it was nothing but a whisper in his ear... but he had the overwhelming urge to listen no matter what.
I knew you were still around.
He didn't understand what it meant. He walked around the plex, calling out for Gregory. He needed to find him. He needed to get him.
Hmmm... I expected you to fight me more. Do you not recognize me?
Why would he fight it? Everything in his code told him to listen. Told him to O B E Y. He called out again, using the nickname he had given Gregory. After all, he was still his Superstar.
Do you... remember anything?
Glamrock Freddy didn't understand what it meant, but he didn't really think about it. Why wasn't Gregory coming to him? Didn't Gregory want to be with him?
Michael Terrance Afton don't fucking ignore me. Do you, or do you not remember?
Who was Michael?
.....I see. This won't do. After you find that little brat I'll need to fix you.
Gregory... wasn't a brat. He was... just a kid... right?
Right? A kid he... needed to find. He needed to find Gregory. And he needed to help him escape bring him to Vanny.
Yes. That's what he needed to do.
Maybe it's better that you don't remember for now.
Glamrock Freddy once again called out for Gregory, unaware that he was now something Gregory needed to hide from.
