Nightmare Springtrap Novels & Stories

Valen’s eyes light up, an easy target for our next meal since we’ve just finished off his last catch. Silently, I watch him. Blue gathers around Valen’s hands, and expertly, he forms the Neron into a spear. It lengthens and flattens. He makes a V with his thumb and index finger, aiming himself. His other hand draws back, pulling back his spear. And when his aim is true, he releases the Neron. The creature drops dead, not even having to experience any pain. We collect the berries, adding them to our bounty. Carefully, we set the collection bags aside, next to our beast, and we both head down to the lake’s shore.

She kept asking herself. She couldn't wait to see him in the eyes. Were they green like hers or blue like the Alpha's? Thinking about the alpha brought back the memories of her mom being shot dead. The memories of what was going to be her last moments seeing her parents. Their last conversation with Pagern. "Alpha, what do you think you are doing?" Asked Gilber with a raised voice. An embarrassed alpha could say nothing except, "how dare you raise your voice in front me?" Pagern was trying to play it cool and pretend that he didn't regret his actions.

If I don't do anything he will surely kill him. My eyes roamed around the room in search of anything that could help me. Suddenly, my gaze fell on Mary's gun, which was lying on the floor. "Still arrogant, I see," James said nonchalantly. I carefully began moving towards it. I stopped right in front of me before crouching down and picking up my eyes, never leaving. "Fine if you don't want to. I was just trying to be nice," He clicked his tongue in sarcasm. "Bye-bye then," He was about to press the trigger but before he could.

“So, you are a country girl?” “Oh yeah. I loved to camp and go four-wheeling. I love a good bonfire. Good old fashioned country nights are always the best. You go four-wheeling, build a bonfire, camp out at night and wake up the next morning to fresh country air. It’s even better to wake up next to someone in that tent.”

"She's not your girlfriend? I'm warning you—don't play games with me! Final price: three million! You have three days to deliver it, or I'll kill her!" The masked man roared viciously as he struck Sue again with the electric baton. Blood stained her face, her features twisted in agony as she screamed miserably. Yet even then, she still cried desperately toward the camera, "Ryan! I know you're only saying this to lower the ransom! Look, he already agreed! Just give them the money already! It's only three million! That's nothing to you! We promised we'd get married after the New Year! I'll stay by your side for the rest of my life!"

Matter of fact, she is sure she will be next. The man has cold dead eyes, blacker than the night. He stares right at her and aims the gun. Before the end, all she hears is the owl hooting from the nearby tree and the cracking sound of her skull.

That was when he was fixing his truck and he sounded really friendly She was too scared to think of praying or think of a way of escape; she was shivering all over even in the raincoat. She angrily kicked the rotting chicken into the trash can and stood up. Her eyes darted around the bare living room for a weapon. She needed a weapon, urgently. But there was nothing except a few rotting furniture, broken plastics and an old small wall clock. The clock had no sharp edges and it looked to her the only new thing in the house. It didn't look like something that could work as a weapon. The room was so dusty and dirty and that began to give her allergies. Her chest was tight and she struggled to b

"Of course Mr. Nicklaus, this are new brands of rifles... You could check out the SCAR rifle too. Nicklaus closed the crate and opened the next one. He took the SPAS68 shotgun and examined it. "Increased range and Damage". Hayato said. "I see". Klaus said and closed it. He moved to the next and opened it. It's was filled pistol with pistols of different brands and colors. "Thought you would need something light too". Hayato said and Nicklaus smiled softly as he approached the last crates. With the size of the crate he knew Hayato now has what he needed the entire time. Nicklaus opened the crate and there was a red Awn sniper.

"That's Khleassandra. She is the Long Range Shooter of the family. What she used was an M16 Rifle also known as an AR-15." My eyes widened as I caught my rest. I didn't understand what he was saying because my life was more important to me. "I don't want to! Please! I don't want to play with you guys!" I struggled as I said that. "Let me go! Please!" Before I could fully recover, the tangerine on my shoulder was suddenly destroyed. The juice splashed on my face. I felt and heard something close to my ear. "And that is Allison. She is our Sniper. She used a Remington M24 SWS."

Anna moved from behind the sniper gun she was setting. Brianna just needed the sniper gun to get a grip on her target. She did not bring the whole of it. And it wasn’t the gun she would use in case she gets the information she needs from Jack Foster. The one she brought with her today was an airsoft sniper gun, a Novsitsch SSG10 A3 airsoft sniper gun, with only a short barrel, bipod, and sniper scope. There was no butt pad, so the long gun wasn’t that long as usual, and there was no magazine, no ammo, too.