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Normally, I am whole-heartedly against giving OCs a major role in fan-fiction, as that just seems to defeat the point of writing fan-fiction. However, I was feeling adventurous, and also due to a technicality, I'm not sure that this character counts as an OC. You'll see what I mean. Anyway, feel free to debate me on that.

Without further adue, I introduce to you: Dr. Moonlight, the Witch Doctor.



Stilwater, the year 1983.

Dr. Moonlight, the Witch Doctor, was visiting the city with his kid brother, away from their home in Haiti. He had told his little brother that it was just a vacation, however, in truth, he was scouting out the gang activity. The Carnales and the Vice Kings were the major players vying for control in the city, currently. It would be difficult, if not impossible, to establish drug trade without dealing with The Carnales, and unfortunately, Los Carnales were not too keen on doing business with Haitians. A sad state of affairs really.

But, none of that truly mattered tonight. Dr. Moonlight had been engrossed in his work, but he never forgot the importance of family. Today was his little brother's birthday. Tonight was a time of celebration.

Moonlight and his brother sat in his car in silence, as he drove them to their destination. He decided to break the silence by putting on one of his favorite cassette tapes. Dr. Moonlight tapped his hands on the wheel to the rhythm, as the stereos played My Grandfather's Clock, by Johnny Cash.

His little brother looked at him impatiently. "Why you always gotta listen to 'dis country music, bruddah?"

Dr. Moonlight smiled at the boy. "What's the matter, little bruddah? You don't like Johnny Cash?"

"You know I hate 'dis kinda music, bruddah! Can't we listen ta some reggae?" the boy whined.

Dr. Moonlight laughed softly. "Don't you worry, none, little bruddah. You won't have to put up wit' it much longer, we're almost there," he assured his little brother. Despite their differences in musical taste, the young boy looked up to his big brother a great deal. Dr. Moonlight had actually taken him as a protegé, and was teaching him the skills to be a Witch Doctor, as well.

"We're here," Dr. Moonlight said, stopping the car in the parking-lot of Fredbear's Family Diner. "We're eating at Fredbear's?" the boy complained. "C'mon, bruddah! I'm too old to go to some kid's place like Fredbear's!"

Dr. Moonlight pulled a big gift-box out from the trunk of the car, then slammed it shut. "Nonsense! Nobody's too old for good, old-fashioned family fun!" he said with a grin, as he ruffled the boy's dreadlocks. "C'mon, don't ya want ta have some pizza?" he asked as he lead the way into the building. The boy pouted as he begrudgingly followed his older brother into the building.

When they entered the building, they were greeted by the owner. A friendly looking, portly fellow. His name-tag read "Fred Berenstain."

"Hello, and welcome to Fredbear's!" he said with a great big smile. "You must be Dr. Moonlight!" Moonlight nodded, "and that must make you the lucky birthday boy!" he greeted the boy. "So, how old are you, today?"

"I'm 12," the boy told him, still pouting.

"Hah, that's a great age. Here, let me take that off your hands," Fred said, taking the present for Dr. Moonlight, "And, I'll lead you to the party room!"

Fred lead the two to a small room, with two tables, and various festive decorations all about, including a "Happy Birthday!" banner, just for the occasion. Fred placed the gift-box down on the table, and pulled a notepad out from his back pocket. "And what kind of pizza would you like, tonight?" he asked.

"I want 'da pineapple pizza," the boy said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic.

"Very good! And for drinks?"

"Just some orange juice, for the both of us," Dr. Moonlight told him.

Fred jotted it down really quick. "Alright, the Fredbear crew will be here to serve you your food. And remember to have a Freddy-rific time!" he said with a goofy smile, before wandering off.

The boy slumped over onto the table. "Seriously, bruddah, why you gotta take me to a kid's place like 'dis?"

"Come now, surely I taught ya better than that. Can't ya feel the spirits in this area?" Moonlight asked as he waved his hands around all mystically.

"Spirits?" the boy asked, a little confused.

"Focus. Use your mind's eye, little bruddah."

The boy, heeding his older brother's words, closed his eyes and tried to focus. Slowly, he started hearing them, the voices of the dead. Children crying out for help.

"This place is a powerful channel for the dead. They freely roam these halls. You feel it, ya?"

"Y-yeah... I feel them," he responded.

Just then, Freddy the Bear walked in, carrying a big pineapple pizza in hand. "Hey there, buddy! I hear tell it's your birthday" Freddy said with a southern accent, as he stiffly and robotically placed the pizza down on the table before them, "So me and my pals have come to sing you happy birthday!"

The boy groaned, as Bonnie the Bunny and Chica the Chicken entered the room, and into position next to Freddy.

"Are you ready for Freddy? A one, and a two..."

The three animatronics sang in unison, along with Dr. Moonlight, since he was feeling festive.

"Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday, dear Sunshine!

Happy Birthday to you~!"

Dr. Moonlight chuckled as his little brother, Sunshine, covered his face in embarrassment. Finally, he handed Sunshine his present. "Happy Birthday, little bruddah."

When Sunshine finally got over his embarrassment, he started ripping the wrapping paper off of the gift box. The box was a plain brown box, totally unlabeled. The boy opened up the top, and finally found his gift. It was a long, black doll, with a very skinny frame, and a white marionette face, with purple lines running down from its eyes. Its face was molded into a big cheerful smile.

Little Sunshine looked it over, confused. "You got me a doll, bruddah?"

"It's not a doll, little bruddah, 'tis a puppet," Dr. Moonlight corrected his brother.

"A puppet?" Sunshine asked, as he looked over the doll some more. "But, it ain't got no strings, or no holes. What am I s'pose ta do with it?"

"It is a spirit puppet, bruddah," Moonlight explained, "only the dead may see its strings, and only a Witch Doctor may move them." Moonlight put his hand high above the puppet's head, and fiddled his fingers about. As he moved his fingers, the puppet began to dance in Sunshine's arms. Sunshine watched it in awe for a moment, but then he furrowed his brow when he realized something.

"Wait, is this just for my training?" Sunshine asked with an irritated tone.

"No, bruddah, nothing like that. This is something to let you know that, no matter what happens, I'll always be right here for you."

"What do you mean?"

"Just that we live dangerous lives, bruddah. But I'll always be here for you. Right here, in Stilwater."
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1983

The next week, Dr. Moonlight was killed in a Los Carnales drive-by. Young Sunshine was sent back to his home in Haiti, where he continued to study and practice to become a powerful Witch Doctor

1984

Fredbear's Family Diner is shut down, after numerous complaints and health-code violations.

1985

U2, and Blondie, and Music still on MTV.

1986

Fazbear Entertainment is formed. The company purchases all of the animatronics from Fredbear's Family Diner, in hopes of renovating, and re-opening.

1987

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria opens up, with brand new animatronics. An odd marionette is donated to the company, and subsequently put in charge of the Prize Corner.

I hope I didn't offend any of you with my flashback! I know the forward-thinking nature that the story used to have was really the only reason my story was so unaffected by the release of FNaF2, and that by going back in time, I'm pretty much guaranteeing that FNaF3 is going to render this story obsolete, but... well... I like adding depth, damn it! Besides, I'm sure FNaF3 won't come around too soon.