"Totem pole!" Freddy gave a simple, one-word command that could end up saving all of their lives. They each climbed up, one sitting on another's shoulders. Hannah who sat at the top of the wobbly human tower grasped Foxy's ankle. She and the other humans climbed up the fox. Letting out a tiny squeak, the child averted her eyes from his gaze and pulled herself up as the plane ascended.

Foxy looked up just as one of the plane crew kicked him in attempt to get the rather scary looking robot off the loading hatch. The fox flung his head back upon impact while the man drew his foot back and stomped on the pirate's only hand with all his might. Loosing all grip in his hand the fox couldn't hold on, his hook scratched deep into the surface of the hatch as he let go. He fell while the animatronic tower toppled over.

Chica watched the pirate land awkwardly and roll to prevent as much damage as possible, yet his knee joint snapped which came as no surprise since he had joint issues anyway. He tried to get up, but his leg gave way and the ground beneath him slipped down the ravine along with the injured fox.

Goldie teleported as far as his range could allow him, yet it still wasn't enough to reach the plane. He fell from the air and teleported to the ground to land safely.

Doc screamed all sorts of grief and curses as he was restrained. The children cried their eyes out at the thought of leaving their robot friends.

Gunshots drove the remaining animatronics back into the cover of the forest. Crestfallen, the robots watched their friends disappear into the distance. As soon as it was safe, they emerged from the bushes and peaked down the ravine where Foxy lay unmoving. They picked their way down the steep slope carefully.

"Whaa!" Chica slipped. Bonnie grabbed her wrist stopping her from falling. Goldie kneeled behind Foxy and sat him up. The pirate was bearly alive. The Golden bear petted the fox's torn fur and told him that everything will be ok. Freddy wrapped Foxy's arm over his shoulder and carried him up the ravine.

Helicopters swarmed the sky as the first of the bombs were dropped sending dust clouds up into the air. The band squinted as these clouds engulfed them like a sand storm.
"G-get outta... here..." Foxy wheezed, sentences fragmenting and voicebox glitching. "I be... slowin'... ye down..." he slipped into unconciousness. Freddy's gaze saddened; his friend's never-give-up attitude had gone in a heartbeat.

Who knows if they'll make it?

THE END

Author's note: Aaaaagggh, I ended the story on a cliffhanger. Take cover and prepair for the haters! Anyway, thanks for sticking around and supporting me through this story!

The rest of the gang are going to kill me for finishing this! XD