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// The End of a Beginning  
// Story: Five Nights at Freddy's: Cybersense 
// by AmpUpHeart 
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Celestia's hair seemed to quiver in its flow. Despite all of the threats that Equestria has been facing, from Discord to Tiereck, she still couldn't get over the event that took place not long after '87. She still felt mildly guilty about overlooking the situation long before.

"Tia, is thou alright?" A familiar voice said.

Celestia turned around to see her younger sister in the doorway. Although Luna had adjusted to the modern equine language, she still resorted to her old ways when she was concerned.

"I'm fine, Luna. It's just..."

"What?"

Celestia was uncertain whether Luna would understand, but she didn't have much of a choice but to tell her.

"You see, something happened while you were in exile, and I can't get my mind off of it..."

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"Okay..." Tripwire said, "I still don't know why you chose this job. I want to make sure that the Fazbear's chain isn't still hacked by CREATion, but why are you here?"

Thirty years had passed. Tripwire had talked with Princess Celestia, and she had ordered the restaurant to be immediately shut down and destroyed. Many flocked to the sight to learn exactly what the truth was behind the animatronics and the pizzeria. However, as the years passed, The thrill of the murders and the Bite of '87 had lost their attention. 

But a few years ago, the Flim-Flam brothers saw the real estate as a prime way to rake in some bits. They bought the land and sold it to another pony who examined the lore. That pony made the attraction known as "Fazbear's Fright." It reignited the thrill of the Fazbear clan, and Tripwire's suspicions. He couldn't forget the operation that his own mother had been a part of: the Civilized Restoration of Eternal Anarchic Times; aka, CREATion. It centered around attacking innocent ponies and storing their last moments of fear in a robot. That was the sole purpose of the original Fazbear restaurants. Four foals had been physically killed. Trip scanned their minds to keep them alive. Although Trip escaped, he was injured to the point of which he had little choice but to rebuild parts of himself. In a nutshell, Tripwire was half-robot. Trip and the others killed Blown Fuse, the mare behind the murder, but she claimed that she didn't run the program. The true mastermind was still out there.

"I want to see what the experience of the nightguard would be without the psycho rag dolls," Jasper replied, "Or so I thought."

"What do you mean?" Trip asked.

Jasper thought for a few minutes, and said, "I found tapes from one of the superintendents the other day. I don't think that this place is free from Freddy yet. It's a good thing that you're here."

Before Trip could reply, the clock struck midnight.

Jasper started scanning over everything figuratively while Trip did it literally. "Okay... Let's see... There's a tablet with access to the cameras... Nothing surprising there..."

"-But there's something new." Trip said, motioning toward a second tablet. Examining it, he noticed something.
"The systems in this facility easily malfunction. This tablet reboots the appropriate system." With that, he tapped where it said "Ventilation System: error." After a few seconds, the system worked okay.

"Trip? You need to see this." Said Jasper. Trip looked at the camera tablet to see Spring Trap, the animatronic made for the restaurant, staring at the camera from the stage.

'That can't be a coincidence,' Trip thought. Just then, they heard laughter. 
'Balloon Boy? His suit got scrapped decades ago, even before the murders.'

"Did you hear that?" He asked.

"Hear what?" Jasper asked, setting down the tablet. Then, he gasped.

There was Balloon Boy, staring at them. Before the two stallions barely had time to react before Balloon Boy's bloody, invert-color face screeched at them. There was a white flash, and Jasper was partially blinded.

"What the heck was that!?" Jasper yelled, stumbling as his vision gradually returned. From what he could see, there were red flashing lights.

"That was a hallucination," Trip said. His living eye, too, was blinded, but his mechanical eye was fine. He pulled out the system tablet to find a problem with the camera system. But when he tried to reboot the system, nothing happened. "The controls have been severed!"

Just then, both stallions' vision was completely restored. 

"Okay, the controls are back on li... What?" Jasper asked.

"I could be wrong, but I thought I just saw Spring walk by the window," Trip said as he started to reboot the cameras.

Before the cameras were back, however, Tripwire's suspicions were confirmed.

Spring Trap walked into the room. His suit was a mottled yellow color and wires were everywhere. What was worse, however, was his distorted face. It looked more like a skull than an actual face. And his eyes, black with white pinpoint pupils. He didn't rush with a scream like the other animatronics in the past, but walked with a deathly hissing sound.

Thinking quickly, Trip teleported himself and Jasper into a familiar place: the lab in which those four other ponies got a second chance.

Jasper looked around and nodded. Trip rushed to a keyboard and immediately began to code a message:

'Guys, we have a problem. It's them.'