#killersona

“Good…” Freddy whispered in pain, “he…made it..out..”

Glamrock Freddy mustered up the ability to look up to the upper fake gums of the mouth. He closed his eyes in thought.

“I’m sorry, little one…” he groaned, “I’m sorry I can’t be there for you for the rest of the night…but…the show is over for me..”

And with that, Freddy only waited for the jaws of Monty to fulling close on him.

"Move it, brat." That voice- the one that belonged to a bulky man with a jackalope mask, one that had been hunting Gregory just like Vanny was. Freddy gave a squirm under the force, his already-cracking joints somehow still able to hold himself now that he knew Gregory still wasn't safe.

"RUN, GREGORY!" He yelled through the pain. He tried to push himself up, to fight back against the maw crushing him, yet the force was too great for him to properly get off of his hands.

He watched as a paw-like boot suddenly stomped onto the bottom jaw as two gloved hands grabbed between sharp teeth above, and he heard a great grunt from the other side. Whether it was thanks to Freddy's own pushing or adrenaline giving him freakish strength, the man was able to force those jaws open just a few inches more. He leaned down and Freddy expected the freakishly yellow eyes of a mask glaring him down- not piercing green filled with determination and.. worry?

He didn't have time to think on it- the man's next move was to force himself in, adult-sized golf club in hand. The sociopath stabbed the club upwards into the roof of the fake maw, forcefully opening it further with the club until the object acted as a support beam, giving Freddy just enough room to wiggle free on his own- if he had been given the chance.

"C'mere!!" The man reached forward suddenly, roughly grabbing Freddy by his cracked chest piece and gave a yank. Either he didn't care if his actions caused more damage to Freddy's shell, or he was too worried to realize it.

With a great tug the two stumbled out of the maw, Freddy being dropped onto the ramp next to Gregory as the man stumbled back a few feet, a few cuts along the fabric of his suit and revealing some cuts thanks to the sharp teeth. He panted heavily, watching as that club in the mouth shook and bent, before it snapped and the sound of massive jaws clamping shut rumbled through the area, eyes glowing red.

"We had a DEAL!!" The man roared into the air, to whoever was still listening. Gregory ran to Freddy's side, both to check up on his guardian and to tuck close in fear as this was one of the killers that was actively with him. "I help you get the kid, and the bear goes unharmed!! You BROKE that deal Monty, and you're gonna pay for it!!"

"F-Freddy-" He began and Freddy hushed him softly, holding him close as he stared at the man. It was the first time he saw him maskless- the long brunette hair in the front covered a bit of the mans face, but he could still see those eyes, now full of rage. If Freddy was supposed to go unharmed, what for?

It was silent after the man's threat, before the eyes on the giant gator head returned to normal and slowly the jaw opened again back into its horrifying smile. He turned to the two, Gregory flinching back and Freddy giving a soft glare.

"What, no thank you?" The man sneered softly, as if he had done them both a massive favor. Well, he kinda did. But it was.. almost hypocritical considering the man was supposed to be out for Gregory. Freddy steeled himself, curious thoughts hushing for a moment as he stood and nudged Gregory behind him.

"You had a perfect opportunity to snatch Gregory up and leave me to get crushed. Why did you save me?" He asked, and the man looked caught in the headlights. His threatening demeanor dissolved into one that reminded Freddy of a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar, before he scowled at the bear.

"None of your fucking business, teddybear." He snarled, clenching his fists angrily. He stepped away to the nearby bushes where his mask was, speaking as he did, "In any case, you need to get out of here before Monty- the real Monty and not his ugly ass face, comes looking for you two. Door to the left is broke open- you're welcome for that."

Freddy and Gregory shared an unsure glance, the bear especially suspicious of this whole thing. He glared at the back of his supposed savior with a growl, "And why should I trust that nobody is over there waiting to ambush us?"

"Do you want to keep playing this stupid game?" The man looked over his shoulder with a scowl, "I get you and the kid got some daddy-son shit going on and you wanna entertain the little brat but his safety should be your number one priority."

"I-" Freddy felt his servos whir a little faster as he would blush if he could, having been called out for how he treated Gregory so nicely. His reply to the man though was interrupted though- the moment that gloved hand scooped up that terrifying mask, he suddenly dropped to his knees with a loud scream of agony.

Gloved hands grabbed into a messy nest of brown hair as the man screamed, pulling as if he dislodged locks of hair it would stop the pain piercing through his skull. Freddy grabbed Gregory up, the boy latching on in fear as they watched him hunch over.

"N-Nnoo.. get.. out of my h-head..!" The man groaned, clenching his teeth as he glanced to the pair. Freddy could see the sheer fear there, either for them or himself the bot wasn't sure.

"GO!! Before- he makes me.. ghhh..!" The man hunched over again. Freddy wanted to come closer, see if there was anything he could do- before he saw the shine of a blade under the same bush the mask rested on, and the man had a hand inching closer.