Chapter 1
Marc, Jake, and Steven were all brothers, but Steven didn’t know that. Two years after Steven was born, their father died, drowned in a lake after the brothers were messing around with him. Their mother blamed them, even though they were all too young to have saved him. She sent Marc and Jake to a children’s home, but kept the youngest, the boys fought hard to save Steven from their mother, but in the end they lost. Marc and Jake never stopped trying to protect and get back to their youngest brother even though he didn’t remember them.
~ (24 years later)
Marc sat at the desk in his and Jakes shared apartment, “umm Marc,” Jake said “Freddy’s pizza just hired a new guy.” It had been 3 years since they escaped that hellhole, and they had managed to break into their database to see when they hire someone or if something fishing happens (which is all the time). Marc sighed “and what should we do, do ya know them or something?” Don’t get him wrong, he did care if someone dies on that job but he didn’t understand Jakes tone of voice, why it seemed so worried for someone he knew. “Um yeah we do know them and uh think you might want to know who it is.” Jake replied. Marc got up and walked over to the computer where Jake was standing. “Well who is it?” Marc said impatiently, Jake scrolled up a bit and click on a tab showing the new hires. “Oh my god.” Marc said covering his mouth not believing his eyes.
On the screen was quite possibly the worst name that could be on there. Steven Grant. The screen read and Marc stared at it in disbelief. Even though they were brothers, they all had different last names, Steven’s was Grant because it was their mothers maiden name and she couldn’t stand having her lost husbands last name. Marc’s was Spector because that was the last name of his father and he refused to give it up. Jake’s was Lockley because he wanted nothing to do with their mother but didn’t want to keep the last name Spector, so he came up with Lockley. “How…he was in London… could it be a different Steven Grant?” Marc rambled, but Jake pointed to a picture below the name, and looked nearly identical to the brothers. He had curlier hair, a more round face, he was shorter, his eyes were more hazel then brown, he was a bit more tan then the others, and his hair was a shade lighter.
”shit shit shit, we can’t let him work there! There is no way he could survive that actual hellhole!” Marc said, he started to pace. “Si but what can we do?” Jake replied “do you really want to go back there?” Marc turned to Jake, glaring “For Steven of course I do!” Marc snapped. “Okay hermano but isn’t there something else we can do that won’t get us killed too?” Jake said calmly, he put a hand on Marc’s shoulder. “No Jake! What else could we do, we have to go back there and…” Jake looked at him expectantly, “and” Jake said raising his eyebrows. “Hell Jake I don’t know, we could… we could call the security phone in the office and warn him. That wouldn’t be enough though…” Marc started pacing again, trying to think of options. “Oh! We could distract some of the animatronics or maybe scare him away.” Jake sighed, tapping the desk, “we should try the phone first, and we have access to the cameras so we can watch from a distance, and make sure he doesn’t die.” Marc nodded, “Ok ok let’s do that, tonight is his first shift so we should drive over there and bring the computer.” He said, and Jake grabbed the keys to their car, while Marc grabbed the computer.