Halloween 9 picks up right after the events that took place in Halloween 8.
I'm sure you'll find some errors in this story, I've only just started and
any errors I see I will fix. I'm also going to tie in the whole series,
which was hard to do, but I came up with, IMO, the most logical way of
doing it.
This is not in script form, but in story form. I'm not much for doing scrips and that is why I chose this format. I hope you enjoy reading it.
HALLOWEEN 9: THE VENGEANCE OF MICHAEL MYERS
A Fan Fiction BY Sean Reynolds ------------------------------
The shadows from the flames danced off the wall as Sara's body lie on the hard, garage floor. Her leg was trapped between some electrical equipment and any movement was pointless, she was stuck.
Trying to push the equipment off her leg, pain rushing through her body, she let out a furry of small screams. Screams that went into the warmth of the garage as it burnt to the ground. Only a few minutes would remain until her body, along with Michael's, were engulfed in flames.
As she struggled to release herself from the clutches of death, Myers slowly sat up, grabbing his knife and jumping toward her. She screams, finally rising from the ground as Michael flings toward her. The garage is now nothing but flames and Michael is hell-bent on killing. Michael is about to thrust his knife into her when finally Freddie busts down the door. "Trick-Or-Treat....Muther Fucker!"
Freddie grabs a shovel, smacking Michael, it does no good, the shovel's head breaks off. Freddie now is left with a stick, a stick he can use as a weapon. Flipping it around he begins to strike Michael over and over, until Michael picks him up and flings him to the wall.
Myers slowly walks over, his breathing can be heard through his emotionless mask. As he looks down at Freddie, clenching his knife, Myers begins to make his move. His hand rises into the air, but Freddie takes two electric cable prongs and zaps him right in the genitals, Michael flinches back getting wrapped up in electric wire where currents of electricity roam throughout his body.
TV crews clutter the area as Sara looks around for anything to hold on to. Her innocent face is flushed with fear. And even though the terror is over she still is unsettled.
Flashes of light flicker in her eyes as she is mobbed by the television crew. Reporters left and right ask her question after question. Finally Freddie steps in and puts the reporters in their place.
The Haddonfield Morgue was located in the depths of the Haddonfield Memorial Hospital. No windows graced the sides of the metal walls, and anyone's screams could go undetected.
A young woman is working on a recently deceased body. She is hunched over it, examining the knife wounds in its upper torso. She's fixated by the body, drawn into it so much that she mutes out the world around her, until a door opens, startling her out of her daze. She looks up to see a man wheeling in a gurney. On the gurney rests a black body bag.
"Hey, I've got another one!" he says, still wheeling in the body.
"Another one? I'm done for the night!"
She looks at the bag and back up to the man, meeting him with her eyes.
"It's a celebrity.....Michael Myers." The words Michael Myers take time to escape his lips. And the woman's face drops in fear as she hears them.
"Are you serious?"
"Nope, have fun" the man says as he walks out of the room. Leaving the woman all alone with the deceased Michael Myers.
She begins to walk over to the gurney, her heart beating loud now. She slowly unzips the body bag revealing the ghastly face of Michael Myers. The latex mask has melted into his face, brown burn marks also cover the mug of the most brutal mass murderer in US history. As she reaches for his mask, Michael Myers's eyes shoot open.
The girl screams jumping back than darting to the door. Michael Myers slowly rises on top of the gurney. The girl rushes out the room. She is met by a long, dark hallway. Small floodlights hang from the wall casting a tiny glow beneath their bulbs. The woman runs, her heart now beating faster and faster. As she picks up speed she glances in back of her, nothing. She turns the corner and enters a lobby, where the only noise is coming from a small television set resting on a desk cluttered with papers. The morgue clerk is no where to be seen.
"WWAR Action News has learned that Laurie Strode, the infamous Michael Myers's sister, was found dead last night at the Grace Anderson Sanitarium, located outside of Haddonfield. Police have yet to say if the murder was caused by Michael Myers."
The television sound slowly vanished into the night air as the morgue worker ran further and further from the main room. She still kept peering back to see if Michael Myers was hot on her trail.
As the halls weaved around the basement of the hospital the girl came up to an elevator. As she franticly pushed the buttons on the elevator she kept looking back, in fear that when she did, Michael would be standing right there.
The small amount of light in the hallway made it impossible to see all the way down the hall, that contributed to her fear.
"Come on you fucker, COME ON!" she cried at the elevator, slamming her hands on the doors. She looked back again, this time a white mask appeared from the blackness. The girl let out a horrific scream as the doors to the elevator finally opened. She flew inside and tapped the close button as Michael, with the mask still burnt to his face, leaped at her. But the door slammed shut just in time.
The ride up to the main floor was tediously long for her. She knew that once those doors opened she'd have to run after someone and get the hell out of the place.
As the doors flung open she was met by a tall, good looking blonde. The girl screamed in terror, thinking it was Michael Myers.
"Whoa! what's wrong Jenny?" the blonde pulled her out of the elevator. Jenny, as she was called, could not speak at first. Her mouth became dry and every word was a chore. "Mi...ii...c..hh..aa..eel!" she finally got out.
"Michael? Michael Jordan?" the blonde said with a smile. But the amusement was not felt by Jenny as she glared at the girl.
"MYERS!" she yelled "Michael Myers is ALIVE! We need to get the hell.. AHHH" Jenny interrupted her own words with a scream. As the blonde girl turned around to see what was the cause of the scream, she was met by a white, burnt mask. Michael picked her up by her throat and snapped her neck, tossing her limp, dead body to the ground.
Michael began his stalk on Jenny, trapping her in between him and the elevator. He placed his hand over her face, the hand so large that it covered every inch. As she screamed he tightened his grip. Blood began to ooze between his fingers as he crushed her skull. Her screams finally ended in a gargle as her body slithered down the elevator door and came to a rest on the floor.
This is not in script form, but in story form. I'm not much for doing scrips and that is why I chose this format. I hope you enjoy reading it.
HALLOWEEN 9: THE VENGEANCE OF MICHAEL MYERS
A Fan Fiction BY Sean Reynolds ------------------------------
The shadows from the flames danced off the wall as Sara's body lie on the hard, garage floor. Her leg was trapped between some electrical equipment and any movement was pointless, she was stuck.
Trying to push the equipment off her leg, pain rushing through her body, she let out a furry of small screams. Screams that went into the warmth of the garage as it burnt to the ground. Only a few minutes would remain until her body, along with Michael's, were engulfed in flames.
As she struggled to release herself from the clutches of death, Myers slowly sat up, grabbing his knife and jumping toward her. She screams, finally rising from the ground as Michael flings toward her. The garage is now nothing but flames and Michael is hell-bent on killing. Michael is about to thrust his knife into her when finally Freddie busts down the door. "Trick-Or-Treat....Muther Fucker!"
Freddie grabs a shovel, smacking Michael, it does no good, the shovel's head breaks off. Freddie now is left with a stick, a stick he can use as a weapon. Flipping it around he begins to strike Michael over and over, until Michael picks him up and flings him to the wall.
Myers slowly walks over, his breathing can be heard through his emotionless mask. As he looks down at Freddie, clenching his knife, Myers begins to make his move. His hand rises into the air, but Freddie takes two electric cable prongs and zaps him right in the genitals, Michael flinches back getting wrapped up in electric wire where currents of electricity roam throughout his body.
TV crews clutter the area as Sara looks around for anything to hold on to. Her innocent face is flushed with fear. And even though the terror is over she still is unsettled.
Flashes of light flicker in her eyes as she is mobbed by the television crew. Reporters left and right ask her question after question. Finally Freddie steps in and puts the reporters in their place.
The Haddonfield Morgue was located in the depths of the Haddonfield Memorial Hospital. No windows graced the sides of the metal walls, and anyone's screams could go undetected.
A young woman is working on a recently deceased body. She is hunched over it, examining the knife wounds in its upper torso. She's fixated by the body, drawn into it so much that she mutes out the world around her, until a door opens, startling her out of her daze. She looks up to see a man wheeling in a gurney. On the gurney rests a black body bag.
"Hey, I've got another one!" he says, still wheeling in the body.
"Another one? I'm done for the night!"
She looks at the bag and back up to the man, meeting him with her eyes.
"It's a celebrity.....Michael Myers." The words Michael Myers take time to escape his lips. And the woman's face drops in fear as she hears them.
"Are you serious?"
"Nope, have fun" the man says as he walks out of the room. Leaving the woman all alone with the deceased Michael Myers.
She begins to walk over to the gurney, her heart beating loud now. She slowly unzips the body bag revealing the ghastly face of Michael Myers. The latex mask has melted into his face, brown burn marks also cover the mug of the most brutal mass murderer in US history. As she reaches for his mask, Michael Myers's eyes shoot open.
The girl screams jumping back than darting to the door. Michael Myers slowly rises on top of the gurney. The girl rushes out the room. She is met by a long, dark hallway. Small floodlights hang from the wall casting a tiny glow beneath their bulbs. The woman runs, her heart now beating faster and faster. As she picks up speed she glances in back of her, nothing. She turns the corner and enters a lobby, where the only noise is coming from a small television set resting on a desk cluttered with papers. The morgue clerk is no where to be seen.
"WWAR Action News has learned that Laurie Strode, the infamous Michael Myers's sister, was found dead last night at the Grace Anderson Sanitarium, located outside of Haddonfield. Police have yet to say if the murder was caused by Michael Myers."
The television sound slowly vanished into the night air as the morgue worker ran further and further from the main room. She still kept peering back to see if Michael Myers was hot on her trail.
As the halls weaved around the basement of the hospital the girl came up to an elevator. As she franticly pushed the buttons on the elevator she kept looking back, in fear that when she did, Michael would be standing right there.
The small amount of light in the hallway made it impossible to see all the way down the hall, that contributed to her fear.
"Come on you fucker, COME ON!" she cried at the elevator, slamming her hands on the doors. She looked back again, this time a white mask appeared from the blackness. The girl let out a horrific scream as the doors to the elevator finally opened. She flew inside and tapped the close button as Michael, with the mask still burnt to his face, leaped at her. But the door slammed shut just in time.
The ride up to the main floor was tediously long for her. She knew that once those doors opened she'd have to run after someone and get the hell out of the place.
As the doors flung open she was met by a tall, good looking blonde. The girl screamed in terror, thinking it was Michael Myers.
"Whoa! what's wrong Jenny?" the blonde pulled her out of the elevator. Jenny, as she was called, could not speak at first. Her mouth became dry and every word was a chore. "Mi...ii...c..hh..aa..eel!" she finally got out.
"Michael? Michael Jordan?" the blonde said with a smile. But the amusement was not felt by Jenny as she glared at the girl.
"MYERS!" she yelled "Michael Myers is ALIVE! We need to get the hell.. AHHH" Jenny interrupted her own words with a scream. As the blonde girl turned around to see what was the cause of the scream, she was met by a white, burnt mask. Michael picked her up by her throat and snapped her neck, tossing her limp, dead body to the ground.
Michael began his stalk on Jenny, trapping her in between him and the elevator. He placed his hand over her face, the hand so large that it covered every inch. As she screamed he tightened his grip. Blood began to ooze between his fingers as he crushed her skull. Her screams finally ended in a gargle as her body slithered down the elevator door and came to a rest on the floor.