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The puppet's tears

Chapter 35: Into the circus Part 3

Summary:

Warning:
Blood and Gore,
:) as usual.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“You can’t die, not yet.”

The voice,  was that Michael?  "Mi-Mikey..." his kind voice was ringing in her ears. It had to be… Mikey, it’s been too long.

"Charlie,get up."

Was she dying? She had to be, Charlotte cried. She was fading away, her breath getting shorter and shorter. Her lungs collapsing, Charlotte could feel the blood drowning her out,  the walls collapsing around her. The lungs that carried her and the heart that was so reliable had been broken, broken beyond repair. She was reaching out to the shadow.

"NO, not yet."

"Mikey is that you?" Charlie's arm tried grabbing onto the shadows direction, "Mikey please- "

B A N G

The monster grabbed her arm twisted it of and snared it open. She screamed out in pain.

B A N G

Her eyes sealed shut, her other arm trying desperately to cover her face fell uselessly to her side. She was dying, she was dying and there was nothing she could do.

B A N G

She was useless.

“Don’t be so selfish. “ another voice screeched at her.  "GET UP!"

  Hold the pressure Charlie, the blood pooled out of her and underneath the cold embrace of the concrete floors under the gaze of a anima- no a monster. A monster that carried Elizabeth, that monster was breaking her apart. Dangling her arms like a puppet master. She pat out blood, she felt it coating her lungs, Charlotte smirked, this was the end, wasn't it. Her arms fell . Charlotte bodies flail, choking to death by her own blood and succumbing to the end.

"NO! NO,Don't die. You can't die.  Charlie, please. "

"It's going to be ok, Mikey..." she whimpered in pain.

"What About EVAN?!"

Evan? Evan! He needed her, she needed him; she was his big sister. Charlotte heaved up her body feeling the pain, she grunts Evan was there alone. Alone with his father, Evan would be in danger; she needs to be there to buy time, she needs to save him.

"Please, Elizabeth," she coughed, "I need to be with him. I need to be with Evan. I need to save him."

That was what she wanted to say but the blood clogged her throat,

SLAM.

She grabbed the arm, snapping the robotic fingers off.

SMASH

Charlotte's face slammed into the floor, run. Charlie, run. She scrambles, her lungs exhaling finally for the glimmer of hope. Fight, FIGHT,come on, the words fading on Charlotte’s voice. The words fading, her eyes failing her. The organs floating, bleaching the grounds.

”AAAARGH” she yelped, the robot twisted her arm, then she could feel it squeezing her throat.

BANG!

She won’t die, she refuses to, Charlie grabs onto the hand shredding into her skull; blood dripping from her nose. 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The monster shrieked as Lottie tore the wires, tearing the metallic ligaments. 

SMASH

The evidence was there, there was no way that she would eve-

S M A S H

“Eliz-“  Charlotte breath became faint, “ -LIzabeth… I-I won’t let you…” 

The monster smiled as it grabbed her face into the ground…

S  M  A  S  H

Her mind blurs the pain, the need to sleep clouded; the blood dripping. “E-Evan…” 

S   M   A   S   H

 

"WHY..."

S    M     A    S    H

"...WON'T..."

S        M       A       S       H

"...YOU...."

S            M             A           S                H

"...JUST...."

S                   M                   A               S                  H

"DIE!" 

Charlotte grabbed the wires, snapping them feeling the dark oil blood dripping down her arms, she grinned.

"JUST DIE ALREADY!" Elizabeth screached out in pain, 

BANG!

Charlotte's face burned, the blood seeping out her nose dripping  down her mouth, her eyes bloodshot red. She was released, her arms slippery gliding her down to the stairs.

"DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE...."

Charlotte shoved her foot hard against the metal, it did nothing.

The monster grabbed her leg, threw her against the desk.

“Keeping fighting, Charlie. DOn’t give up. When have you ever given up?”

Michael’s voice reached out to her.

Her eyes blurred, “I’m sorry, Mikey. “ CHarlotte groaned, “I-I failed you.”

…. 

 

Was it hours or days? Charlotte could taste the blood in her mouth, her eyes were bleeding. She could see the copper red dripping down into her hands…

Charlotte sealed her mouth shut.

“Daddy," said the robot, "DaDDY, WHERE ARE yOU? Are you coming, to be WIth me ? to see ME? aREn’T You  HAPpy??"

Daddy?Such an innocent voice, coming from a blood mutated monster that spewed oil on its side. "E-eliza, do-don't l-liste"  Charlotte could feel her bitter tears flow down into her mouth, the blood she kept coated her mouth. 

DON"T BE FUCKING SELFISH LOTTIE!

Charlotte never cried, not anymore but she could feel the liquid falling, clearing her eyes; her tears were salty. She never cried but in this hopeless situation, What else could Charlottte do? Charlotte looked down,

 

That was not her body…

The mechanical figurine looked back at her.

DON’T MOVE

Charlotte peeled her eyes open. J-Jeremy? she thought, i-is that you? She peeled herself off the floors, the words failed her only action remained.

I SAID DON”T MOVE

Beat your hands into the concrete, Charlie,  run away. A sharp metal needle pierced into her legs. Charlotte sat up, quickly. Blood was pooling out of her legs. Her eyes widened:

It should hurt, it should be painful and… and torturous… But there was nothing. No pain, no…

Charlotte leaned forward, chin embracing the concrete, dragging her further and further away from the noise. Her leg scraped down the white concrete. The world became so dark, so cold, it was like she was a kid again. Afraid of the dark, afraid of the storm,  afraid of big wide places.

Small collapsing buildings and boxes kept Charlie warm and safe, safer from the terrors outside. Terrors like... like William. 

“I’m very happy, daughter. But keep her al-“ 

Terrors like monsters lurki-

One moment,  Charlotte was trembling, biting her lip, not to let the monster notice her.

SCREEETCCCCCH

The monster looked at her…


Charlotte couldn’t feel anything, there was a moment of absolute terror but then there was calm. It was terrifying, Charlotte could handle the monsters and the screams and the pain. But the quiet, it haunted her. Charlotte was stuck in her mind, watching the monster tower above her, forcing a mask on her. She watched as her body failed to fight for her.

“NO!” The robot cried, “You don’t need her. You have me, you have me. I’m here. I was made fo-“

What would Evan…

She could imagine Evan’s face. Charlotte didn’t want to die but she was there All she could think about was her father, Evan and finally Michael. Did he die this way? Did he even get a chance to fight back? Charlotte saw the monster hobble back into the dark. One more fight, Charlotte gritted her teeth…

Charlotte counted the stairs. 

AOne…

The blood made her arms slip 

Two…

The pain was blurring out but the light was there…

Three…

The tears are blending with the stomach contents….

F-four…

Charlie was crying, so bitterly but her voice sounded so… so quiet, so far away but she refused to die. One more fight, she ached, wait patiently. Posed as she was bleeding out… 

She was waiting, waiting for a real monster….

Where was she? Charlie looked around… “Elizabeth?”  

Circus Baby smiled, whispering in her ear “Welcome, welcome to my circus…”

 

Charlotte was waiting for William…

Notes:

Sorry for the long wait but life has been very hectic. Fingers crossed, I can start updating more often.

Notes:

Hi Everyone!!!
This is my first fanfic about Michael Afton and him becoming the puppet.

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