Michael Fnaf Novels & Stories

“So, Simon is the only one who knows how your father dies? He is the personality that wants to forget that part?” Mia looked into space. “We think both personalities know how he died. One is trying to forget it; one is trying to kill whoever it was that did it.” “Michael?” Zoe asked and Mia nodded her head. “Michael. He is the violent one. He sees everyone as a threat and can be very dangerous. He is the one who wants to kill whoever had a hand in my father’s death.” Wow. “Anytime he comes out and stays for more than ten minutes, he disappears and we do not see him again until Avery takes over. Michael is the personality you should avoid.” Mia said.

“It's Michael…. Micheal Anwar!” My appetite disappeared immediately!!!!

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Michael ran faster than the speed of light, using the sound of gunshots and objects splintering to guide himself. He was shirtless and cold, but he would be damned if he was too late to get to Avery. For someone short on good food for more than forty eight hours, with his energy tank at an all time low, Michael gratefully banked on the residue of energy he had left.

MICHEAL Mikey found himself fixing dinner and eating alone. Tonight was the night he'd say a final farewell to his best friend. Everyone else seemed to forget that James's memorial was tonight, and if that wasn't the case, then they all simply didn't care. Brooke, Damon, and Ella seemed too occupied with their own lives to pay attention to Mikey. They wouldn't know that he was sad and in disbelief that the only person he really trusted was gone. Micheal would never forget him. THE GROUP

I closed my eyes. "Now I'll shed yours, sweetheart", he scoffed and caressed my cheek with his thumb. Suddenly a ray of moonlight fell on his face. His evil laughing face came in front of my eyes. "W-Who a-are y-yo-you?", I forced myself to speak. "Ashton kitten, Ashton Finn. Michael's elder brother and the leader of Red Eagle", he answered sincerely. 'Is he bipolar?' A shuddering breath escaped my lips when I felt him caressing the side of my left bosom from the fabric of my dress.