Fight Night At Freddy Novels & Stories

I sniffed. “I was almost raped by my own mate and also got beaten up by him. Was it the alcohol or that’s he is? I can’t decipher. You know..it was fine to hit me all you want but not Freddie. He was innocent. Only to wake up this morning -“ I paused and bit on my lower lips. “Only to wake up this morning to the news that Freddie is dead!” I screamed out. Kayden was surprised. “Freddie..oh Freddie car got hit by a truck. We killed him!” I cried out.

"Yo yo yo, that's quite a mouthful! Who the f*ck are you?" Fatty crushed his cigarette butt on the white floor, walked up to Big Ken, and reached out to slap Big Ken's face. Big Ken dodged, grabbed Fatty's right arm and tugged on it, then did a shoulder throw. There was a loud bang when Fatty crashed on the floor, shaking the ground slightly. Fatty was unconscious and everyone else in the room was shocked.

The figure protecting him collapsed after being hit with a hard fist. Ruby reflexively punched Frederik back. Frederik stared at her with his chest heaving. His face was red, burning with emotion. Everyone on the street roared. They conspired to beat each other up, not to mention the northern werewolves who had transformed and were howling savagely. "What? Do you think I'm scared? Aren't you brave enough to touch me?" challenged Ruby, puffing out her chest. Frederik's palm flew up, but the man's back immediately slammed into the ground. Of course, it was Jay. A second ago, his strength was used to pull one of Frederik's legs until the man lost his balance and fell on his back.

I let out a soft breath, and we began moving again. But then, as if fate was screwing with us, Dante fell. Not a graceful, dancer-like fall. A tumbledown, my god did you break something, holy shit that sounded painful, fuck, that was loud, kind of fall. I rushed to Dante's side as a huge commotion of feathers and squawking broke out above us. Dante was hauled to his feet and we sprinted toward the opening. The Luri's began flying at us, scratching, biting and squeaking as we ran clumsily to freedom.

Happy said coldly. "I don’t need anything of your favor," Frederick replied. Happy let out a chuckle, then turned his back to Frederick. "Beat him up,” he ordered, and the men he had brought with him advanced toward Frederick. Moments later, the room fell silent. "Why go through the trouble of getting hurt?" Happy said with a sigh as he turned back around. In his mind, he expected Frederick to be beaten into submission, leaving with the eight hundred and eighty million. However, his top fighters were lying on the ground, coughing up blood.

Another claw ripped off its head from the body and threw them both into the hot coals. It snarled and looked down at the Sleeping Beauty. After staring at her for long minutes, it turned and walked back into the darkness on all fours. *** Freddie threw the blunt of his cigarette into the ash tray beside him. He had already smoked three sticks and was on to the fourth one. He was beyond frustrated. The past three days felt like hell for him on his own ship. He had lost five million dollars because of a stupid fight. A very stupid fight. That anger almost made him throw those two men overboard too. But he needed them. He was short of men so he couldn't afford to loose two more.

Frank tries to go for Freddy's throat, but Freddy slaps his face away with his large paw before he quickly uses his hind legs flipping Frank off of him. They both quickly get back to their feet, growling. Freddy moves quickly biting down on Frank's shoulder shaking him back and forth, before taking him to the ground. Before Frank could get back up Freddy is back on him ripping fur and flesh from Frank. Freddy quickly moves to lock his jaws on Frank's throat forcing him to submit.

After about an hour of searching, Freddie found a room that looked filled with holding cages, as wild animals that to his horror held his friends, soldiers with whom he used to train. Pale dragon shifters, barely alive, almost naked, some even mutilated and with missing limbs. Freddie felt his blood boiling with the fire of revenge at Y but he had fellows to save first, so that is what he did. He allowed Nathaniel and Gideon to open the cage doors for them and then helped them make a beeline towards the path he had taken to reach there, so he could get off of the island with the survivors he had found.

“I think I passed out and when I came around I saw 416 break his arm chains free. Jacob stabbed him with a needle but whatever he gave him didn’t take effect fast enough. I think he’s dead! I think that thing killed him before it collapsed to the floor.” God forgive me, she silently prayed as her mouth closed. The security guards grabbed for their Taser guns, one of them fumbling to press in a code to get the doors open, and then they rushed inside 416’s cell. The door sealed behind them. Another security team arrived, along with some of the medical staff. It was Dr. Brennor who treated her in one of the employee rooms. He looked grim as he cleaned her mouth. “You’ll be fine.” She nodded. “W

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo