A Random Collection Of FNAF AJ Crossovers. Not Guarenteed To Be Good.

This may not turn out to be the best story ever :/ It's just a collection of FNAF/AJ stuff. Anyone can contribute, and it's just for fun :) Note this isn't always about the lore, and I have no idea why I made this. Oh well, I was bored. Enjoy.....

What I Saw
Hello. I know you. I knew him, too. Yes, I know how tragic it was. But I am barren of my emotions. I cannot fear, I cannot laugh, I cannot love nor hate. But what keeps me alive is grief. Bitter, sorrowful grief. I have seen so much. He lured them to the back of that horrible place. Killed them. All five. I saw it with my own two eyes. No, I was not one of them. I am not him. I am not an animatronic. I am Major Sunnywolf. Now I recall I was named for my jolly nature. Now I am nothing but dying inside of my grief, fading away. But I must tell you my story. Let me tell you my most horrifying moments...

You Know The Rest...
You know the rest... You know about the four animatronics, the murderer, and so on. It's familiar, you knew about it. But I was misfortunate enough to witness it. But what really filled me with the biggest pang of dread was he was still here. Let me tell you what I'd seen, all those years later...

Their spirits. They were angry. And he had came back, back for more, I tell you! But they were ready. I could see the hate in their eyes. So I hid, trying not to shake with fear. They wailed and wept, screeching, chasing him away. Dunno his name. I found some records that shown his surname. So I'll call him by that. Anyways..

I crept after the spirits, and I saw Afton's face. He was terrified. I wasn't sure if I should be glad they would kill him, or if I should be feeling dreadful that I was here. They could kill me. But I had nothing to live for. They sped up, and Afton was chased into that small storage room. Rain seeped though the roof, and rats scurried away in bewilderment. The spirits were searching. Where did he hide? I knew. I knew he was a bad man. I knew the children he's killed. But at the same time, I didn't like death. But then I remembered what he had caused. I glanced upwards. A wet patch on the ceiling. I grinned. I looked down, and saw one of the old suits. Perfect. I lashed my tail across the floor. He wasn't anywhere in sight. Then he burst out. I barked, took off one of my elf bracelets, threw it across the floor, and he looked towards the suit. Of course you knew what happened. But then 30 years later, I came back to see what had happened.

I screamed. The suit was gone. The building was disgusting now, rotting away. But I couldn't escape. I checked my inventory if I had some sort of weapon. No. But I knew what happened. He was alive. He was back. He always came back. And he'd be out for whoever came. And I was there.