The Half-Administrator Part Three

Universe 4: Part 1

TIMESKIP

Toy Chica: Oh hey Connor, how have you been since last night?
Connor: Decent, my mom actually picked up a couple fake lego sets from the dollar store last night and I still haven't built those yet, but I feel like the only reason she did that was to try to distract me from her argument with our landlord couple of weeks ago.
Toy Chica: Oof. So how far are you really moving away?
Connor: Not too far, it's pretty much just a 20 minute walk from here.
Toy Chica: Good to know.
Connor: I hope our landlord doesn't. Anyways how have you been lately?
Toy Chica: You really tend to bring up your landlord.
Connor: Oh Derrick? Yeah he doesn't even deserve to be called that anymore. I barely even remember when we first saw him, looking nice and acting nice and everything..*shudders*
Toy Chica: Yeah that must suck.
Connor: Yeah I wish that whole apartment complex burned to the ground with him in it.
Toy Chica: Hey could you not say "burned to the ground?"
Connor: Why?
Toy Chica: Cause that's what happened to that pizzeria I was built in last night.
Connor: Oh..shit...was anyone there at the time?
Toy Chica: Well, you remember that nice night guard Tom? He didn't make it.
Connor: Oh my god...and after everything he did for us..he's gone?
Toy Chica: Yeah... *sniffles* He's the reason we even know each other...
Connor: Chica..I'm sorry..I didn't kn-
Toy Chica: It's fine, but if I ever find the man responsible-
Connor: I'm with you, if anyone else takes someone like that away from us, I'll make sure their injuries never heal. And even if they do, I'll always be there to break them again and again.
Toy Chica: We should probably drop this, I'm sure he's in a better place now anyways.
Connor: Yeah I hope you're right about that.

TIMESKIP

???: hello...
Connor: Huh-
???: Hey HEY! Don't wake up just yet, I have something cool to show you.
Connor: Who are you?
???: Introductions can happen later, what I need you to do is look at this.
Connor: what am I lookin at- did you just make that appear from nowhere?
???: Yeah..pretty cool huh?
Connor: Ok yeah kinda. Why are you showing me this though?
???: It's simple. I know how you always wanted control in your life, and I just so happen to have the one thing that can get you there. And all you have to do is make a deal. I give you the power to control your future, and you give me something unimportant to you. Simple right?
Connor: (How do I know he isn't lying to me) I dunno man, I already have what I want so far. New toys, new house, and a whole new life.
???: And what makes you think that isn't all just temporary when I can give you something eternal?
Connor: Look, Unless something happens, I'm not taking your deal.
???: Alright fine, I get it. You're still holding on to a lie humanity gave you. Don't worry, you'll become aware someday. Until then, I bid you adieu, Connor.
Connor: *wakes up* HU-
Toy Chica: Sorry you looked asleep. But you realize school ended half an hour ago right?
Connor: Oh shit *bolts up* I gotta go check out my new house! You'll be there by 5:30P.M. right?
Toy Chica: Right.

TIMESKIP

I finally showed up to our new red house the same as the moving truck departed. I stepped inside to see all our belongings in one place.
Connor: (Looks like some stuff still needs unpacked, but where's mom?) I thought she said she'd be here, unless she's still collecting the rest of our stuff. (Hmm, I better go check then.)

A 20 minute walk later...

Connor: Well, here I am again at shitty mcshitbox again. I stepped out the elevator, and quietly walked down the hall for room 456..but overheard something I wish I didn't...
???: YOU THINK IT'S SO FUNNY TO BRAG ABOUT YOUR NEW HOUSE WHEN I GOT MONTHS WORTH OF RENT OVERDUE FROM YOU AND YOUR UNGRATEFUL KID?!
???: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY HOW TIGHT I AM ON CASH ALL THE TIME? ALL YOU EVER DO, IS SPEND THAT MONEY ON MORE ALCOHOL, FOR YOU TO JUST SIT BACK AND CHUG ON!
???: Oh that's not chugging on a bottle- THIS IS CHUGGING ON A BOTTLE!"
All I could do is hear from outside the room as I heard a glass bottle smash against something/someone falling limp. I wanted to interfere, but I couldn't even move. I regained control as the door then opened as Derrick stared at me with pure hatred in his bloodshot eyes.
Derrick: I TOLD YOU WHAT'D HAPPEN IF YOU STARE AT ME LIKE THAT AGAIN YOU LITTLE SHIT!
Connor: (No...no..no no no no NO!) NO!"
The next thing I knew, I was running through the hall with my head throbbing with painful thoughts.
Connor: (HE'S CHASING ME ISN'T HE? HE KILLED HER! HE KILLED HERHEKILLEDHERHEKILLEDHERHEKILLEDHER)
GOD IT HURTS!"
I turned around for a second to get a grasp of the situation to see him far behind me, knocked down and holding his face with blood seeping through his fingers!
Connor: (GOOD HE'S IN PAIN, LET'S MAKE IT HURT WORSE!)
I dashed back and damaged his wind pipe while kicking him in the chin, until I heard a sudden deafening noise. I didn't have time to react when I felt a small bullet nick part of my left ear! I stopped kicking and looked at two pissed off staff members: one of them pointing a glock at my face! I quickly grabbed Derrick's broken bottle, and threw it at one's face! He shot it, but couldn't stop the glass from scraping his eyes. As he dropped his gun and his guard, I took the chance to run down the stairs without hesitation! I just wish I was faster than the other one picking up the gun. I stumbled down the stairs with a new bullet wound in my right leg, blood dripping as I limped out the back exit. I knew they were still after me, so I hid behind the full dumpster between a couple trash bags, despising the smell of rotten wood and chunks of water damaged ceiling.
Staff 1: I CAN'T SEE! WHERE'D THAT BASTARD KID GO?
Staff 2: I think we lost him! But if he ever shows his face here again, he's gonna be missing more than just a chunk of his ear! YA HEAR ME YA BASTARD? COME HERE EVER AGAIN, AND IMMA MAKE YOU LOOK WORSE THAN A CAR ACCIDENT!"
They went back inside, and I was just about to get up, until I realized I couldn't feel my right leg anymore!
Connor: (I can't check if she's even remotely alive anymore.)
I dragged myself up off the bloodstained cement, and limped all the way back to what's supposed to be a 20 minute walk, until I heard another gunshot three stories up..in OUR ROOM!