It all had started with a sunny morning.

The light rays that emited from the outside world were barely visible through the gray, torn curtains that were held by a simple black ballast.

But the light was enough to shine on Mike's tierd eye lids; and conveniently enough to wake him from his deep slumber. His eyes slowly opened, he did not know of what to expect of this day. He felt in his gut that this day was going to be a change of direction, a new path to walk on, that he would find his happiness after it had been taken away from him.

It's been a month since Mike's mother had died.

Mike sat up, squinting his eyes as he could not see anything after he was only seeing darkness. He looked around his room, it was somewhat big. Its the kind of room that you would see in movies, the kind that some people would kill for. Well i guess somewhat, SOMEONE already died for it. Standing up, he walked to his bedroom door and opened it. Mike slowly made his way through the dim lit hallway, extending his hands towards both walls carfully trying not to step on anything. He saw the shining light of the kitchen window that would reflect on his toaster, and walked laike a normal human being into the kitchen.

Mike's kitchen was rather fancy, but old and torn; The walls were a snowy white but a dim grey around the corners. The floor was made out of light colored wooden oak planks, but had a bit of holes in them. He would repair them, but he just dosen't have the money.

Mike walked over to the fridge. "A little food would help me get off my morning mood and would bust some energy into me." But when he opened it the only visible things there were a rotting half-bitten apple, a quarter of a bottle of ketchup, and some leftover salad. "Dammit" He said frustrated, closing harshly the refridgerator door in the process. "Guess coffee will have to do." He walked to the coffee machine and poured himself pure coffee. He siped his cup. DING DONG. Mike walked to the main entrance door and with a few twists and turns of the locks, opened it.

"Oh, it's just the newspaper"

Mike closed the door. Leading himself back into the kitchen, he sat down with his cup of coffee at the bright round table in the middle of the room. I can't keep doing this, i will not live my life purely on coffee. I need to find a job, sport, hobby, ANYTHING to get me something to pay the bills and buy something else to eat other then salad. Maybe in the newspaper? Oh please please please let there be ONE job that pays more that 70 bucks in one week.

And to his luck, he found the perfect one.

Freddy Fazbear's pizza

Family pizzaria looking for security gaurd to work the nightshift.

12 A.M to 6 A.M

Monitor cameras, ensure safty of equipment and anamotronic characters.

Not responsible for injury / dismemberment

$120 a week

To apply – call

1 - 800 - FAZ – FAZBEAR

This is perfect! That's more than enough!

Mike quickly and without a seccond to waste; grabbed the phone and dialed the number.

"Hello?" Said a voice through the phone. "Hi!" Mike grabed a pen and paper. "Oh, Hello! How may i help you?" Said the womanly voice. "Umm, my name is Mike Schmidt and, im here to apply for the job of the night shift security gaurd." There was a slight pause in the conversation. Mike was just about to hang up, as he thought she had left. But then her voice came through the phone in a powerful boom. "Oh! Well then your hired! Your job starts at about 11:55A.M tonight, Hope to see you there!"

And then there was static.

Well that was...strange. Went better than expected. Mike put down his coffee and started to make his way to the bathroom, extending his hands and arms again. Well i better get ready for the big day...or night, might as well take a shower. Mike thought as started taking off his pajamas to bathe in the shower.

Mike took around an hour with the shower head's warmth cranked up to the when Mike finised his shower, wiped himself all over with his towel and put on his clothes, he looked into his wallet.

25 dolars. . .

This will have to work out, i can't waste it all in one go. Damn. Mike put his wallet back in his back pocket and left his bathroom to investigate the pizzaria on google. I wonder what being this security gaurd will be like, i haven't really had fun in sometime. And if i just sit there doing nothing, i could goof of or something... I just hope i can make it through this week.

Mike had spent about 7 hours on the little wi-fi he had, watching televison and doing some other stuff in his house. He looked at his calander, today was Monday 16 December of 2009. The time was 9:53 P.M. Im kinda bored, maybe i should go in early. He thought as he started walking to the front door of his house, swiftly unlocking and opening it. When he opened it, a million things went through his mind. I could of found a better job, but this one was the easiast one to get so far, and after all, i only have to work a week to get enough money to pay the bills... and food.

"Well, i guess im off to spend. . ." He paused for a moment before speaking again and closing the door like an over dramatic person who does it with the last spoken sentence.

"Five Night's at Freddy's."

Mike looked at the giant sign that stood on the pizzaria. It had all of the anamatroincs with a goofie smile on their faces. Then he looked at the neon colored doors of the restraunt, and slowly started walking towards them. I wonder how it looks without all the kids in there. Mike thought as he pushed the metalic glass door open.

The floor was completely made out of black and white tiles, and the walls were somewhat red and white. The place looked old. There were tables lined up in several rows and a little to his left was the stage where the anamatronics stood. To him they seemed somewhat odd, out of place. Creepy even. He looked around to see if anyone was there, and to his responce, two people were lef. One seemed like a janitor and the other was wearing a black tux with a blue tie, his hair was slighty riffled and he was about the same size as Mike.

"Oh why hello. And you might be?" The man in the tux said a little suprised, considering the fact that it was already closed. "Oh, hi. My name is Mike Schmidt... and im supposed to be here to work. Im the new night security gaurd for this place."

"Oh, Then why are you here this early?" There was a silence. "Well i might as well give you a tour of this old joint. After all, you'll have to learn all the crooks and naneys of this place sonner or later if your working here." He said with a slight tone of relif. "And by the way, my name is Jeff. Jeff Walker."

"Well nice to meet you... Jeff." Mike said in a calm voice. He started walking with Jeff.

"But first off, il have to show you something." Jeff walked Mike to the front of the show stage, where all of the anamatronics stood. "Meet these three. Now what do you think they are?" Jeff said.

"Well. . ." Mike was thinking on what to say. "That one looks like a purple-blue bunny, That one's a duck and the last one is a bear." Jeffs eyes bulged with exietment. "Correct! Well exepet for the ''duck''." Jeff said with glee. "So for there name's. First there's Bonnie the Bunny. Then there's Chica the Chicken. And last but not least, the star of the show, Freddy Fazbear!"

Mike stood there, staring at the three. Bonnie was a little bit creepy looking, and wore a red bow tie around his neck; He was also carrying a red electric guitar. Chicka looked like a duck in his eyes, but he knew of her real species. She wore a big bib that read ''LETS EAT'' and she was carrying a cupcake with a candle on a plastic plate. Freddy was carrying a microphone. He seemed pretty basic to Mike. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Until Freddy Fazbear's eye twitched a spit seccond at Mike.

What the hell?

"Now shall we move on?" Jeff said. Mike had a moment of silence before responding to Jeff. "S-sure. . ." He said a little timid, wondering if really Freddy looked at him that split seccond. I must be going out of my mind, there's no way that he looked at me like that... Right? Mike was pondering about this while Jeff was speaking to him. Jeff grabbed Mike's arm and draged him to a diffrent stage. One with the curtains closed.

"And this is pirate cove!" Jeff said astoundingly while pulling the curtians aside. Mike was suprised to see an anamatronic fox inside. He wore a pair of pirate leggings, an eyepatch and a hook. Just like a basic pirate. His fur was a light red orange and he had yellow bright eyes. The jaw of the anamotronic was somewhat crooked and he was a little old and torn. But despite that, Mike found him very cute and could not stop looking at the impressive amout of detail on his face.

"He's pretty ugly, huh?" Jeff said. Mike took a moment to stop staring at the fox and respond. "I think he looks pretty cool." He said, looking at his tail. Jeff saw Mike looking at the fox intensly and evadid the situation. "Well, thats enough of Pirate Cove. Lets move on, shall we?" "Yeah." Said Mike, watching the curtains slowly close in front of him. Jeff then gestured Mike to follow him. They had started to walk through a narrow hallway when Jeff spoke.

"Well, im going to show you to your office." Jeff said. "Ok." Mike felt this chill go through his spine, but he diden't know exactly why. They went into a small room with a stool, a office table, a metalic fan, a black tablet and a LOT of crap. Jeff spoke up.

"Well here it is, it's small but cozy." Mike walked to the office/wooden table that was close to the wall and grabed the tablet. He picked it up for Jeff to see. "Whats this for?" Mike asked, a bit puzzled. Jeff took it from his hands and switched it on. "This is the device where you are able to see every camera in the pizzaria, to know if something happens. Keep it with you at all times. Jeff pressed his finger on the show stage. Standing there were the main three. Mike started to press his finger on everyone until he reached the kitchen. It was complete darkness. Jeff spoke. "This is the only security cam that dosen't have video, it kind of keeps breaking down. But you can still hear everything that happens there, as there is still audio."

"Anything else?" Mike said.

"Well it also has an alarm to tell you when your shift is over." Jeff said "But be carful on what you use your power on, because at night we switch off the power for the whole pizzaria and plug it to a generator. I know it sounds stupid, but we need to conserve money, so it has to be done." Mike didn't blame him for doing that. He was trying to save money after all. He was in someway the same situation as Jeff. Jeff started talking again. "I have one more thing to tell you before i go."

"And that would be?"

"Well you see this?" Jeff pointed towards this little panel beside the door. It had two buttons on it, a red one and a white one. Jeff pressed his palm on the white one and a light outside of the door in the hallway flickerd on. "This is to see ouside of your doorway. All it will do is turn the light on momentarily. It counts as power though, so be percautious on using it." Mike pointed at the red one and spoke up. "What is that one for?" Jeff pressed his palm on the red button and this metalic door went flying down with a loud BANG on the floor underneath it. Mike had a face of utter confusion while Jeff re-opend the door. "Why would i need that?" Mike asked, curious about why they had that kind of stuff in a kid's pizzaria. It didn't really make sense. "Well, it's mainly used for your protection."

My protection? My protection from what?

Mike was looking intently at Jeff. Jeff started to speak again.

"Well usually at night, the ana-"

BEEB BEEB BEEB. BEEB BEEB BEEB.

"Sorry Mike, i really need to uhh...Go! I-I'll see you to-tomorrow!" Jeff bolted out of the room; and a few secconds later, The sound of a door swinging open came. And with a bang from the front door, Jeff was gone. Leaving Mike in the office. What was that all about? Mike thought. He looked at the clock. And good enough, it had just hit 12:00 A.M.

A/N

This is my first fan fic EVER, so deal with my shitty content if you like five night's xD

Reviews! ples =3