Author's Note: Welcome Back Michael Myers Fans!!!
I have here the SEQUEL to "Halloween:The Beginning". Get ready for more gore, more suspense and more...Erin/Michael shipping!!
Rated M for Mature Adult Content
Genres: Horror/Romance/Friendship/Strong Language & Violence
Title: Halloween: All Hallows Eve
Summary: It's been two years since he disappeared but one person hasn't given up on him. Erin Parker is still searching for Michael. As Halloween rolls around...shit hits the fan and nobody will be ready for what's to come...
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Chapter One: Two Years Later
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Erin heared gun fire. She couldn't stand here and do nothing. She raced towards the house, instead of going into the house, she ran to the back yard. There was nothing on the line. Erin looked around. She turned in a complete circle and then back in a clock wise manner. Her hair whipping around, brushing against her shoulders as her eyes fell over the yard. The shadows pressed against the surrounding trees.
"MICHAEL!" Erin called out.
There was nothing but darkness and the lights from the neighbors houses were turning on slowly. Loomis rushed out onto the balcony, he looked down but only saw Erin. Loomis felt his stomach drop and the fear slowly coming back. He breathed slowly and then swallowed hard. He heard Laurie crying softly, breaking down from the night's events. Police sirens were in the distance, cop cars searching the area. Loomis only looked down where Michael's body had been moments before.
"He's gone", Loomis exclaimed quietly.
About fifteen minutes later, the police cars pulled up. Two ambulances followed. Erin turned slowly on the spot as the neighborhood slowly started to fill with people. Police tape close off the area. Erin's head felt dizzy watching the police go to work, watching the red and blue lights flash, listening to the crowd whisper and talk, hearing the Sheriff giving his men orders. Loomis was at her side not five minutes later. She watched as the ambulance attendants brought Laurie out on a stretcher. Erin's eyes fell on Tommy and Lyndsay, who were standing with the neighbors.
"I want this area sealed off and covered", Sheriff Bracket replied talking into his walkie talkie.
"Sir, you better come see this", one of the men stated, touching his shoulder.
The other ambulance attendants had brought out dead bodies from the other house. Erin and Loomis fought their way into the crowd. Erin just stood there, staring down at them. Loomis touched her arm ever so gently.
"Let's go. There's nothing else we can do here", Loomis muttered.
Erin nodded and followed the doctor. They weren't three feet away when the police called Loomis back. Loomis gestured for Erin to stay where she was. Erin stood there watching Loomis and Bracket talking. Watching the red and blue lights flashing. Watching the large crowd that was slowly gathering. Unbeknown to the red head, a pair of eyes were watching her from the darkness just behind her, watching her carefully before disappearing. Erin felt light headed, as though she were dizzy. Loomis looked over at her.
"Erin, are you alright?" Loomis asked, rushing over to her.
Erin fell to her knees on the pavement. Bracket and two of his men rushed over. Loomis knelt down and held her. Another crowd was forming....around them. Bracket and his men tried to keep the crowd back.
"Erin, are you alright?"
Loomis's question was getting fainter and fainter....until darkness over took her.
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TWO YEARS LATER...
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Everyone would say the mornings were beautiful. That the sun was happiness glistening off the moon. That heaven had it's arms open wide welcoming those to the after life even if that person had made mistakes in the past...
It was bull shit.
Nothing like that mattered...not to her. Not when her best friend had gone missing for two years. When everyone resigned to the fact that he had limped off some where and thought him dead. Even though the police never did find a body.
She knew...Michael was still out there.
But for her...
She lived in a Rehabilitation Center.
It was for "Special" people. The doctor's had read Dr. Loomis's notes about her connection to Michael. How she could somehow feel his emotions or some load of crap. Erin didn't think anything of it. She had been nine years old or some young age, when she had that connection. But now...she didn't know what to think or even to believe if that was true. The doctor's put her on morpheen or something because they were afraid that she may fly off the handle. Keeping her relaxed and calm seemed to be their priority. Erin didn't understand this. She said nothing to anyone. She kept quiet.
She had been here for two years. And it had been quiet. No signs of Michael.
No sign of ever breaking free of this damned place.
She watched TV. Watching nothing but the news. Waiting for some sign of him. Anything....
But the silence remained.
Dr. Loomis visited every so often. Trying to get her to talk. Trying to get her to remember...remember anything at all. She felt he was wasting his time trying to get her to speak. She was quiet because she was trying to keep herself in control. She felt so lonely and abandoned. She needed to find Michael but she doubted anyone would listen to her. She hated being locked up and she hated the feeling of it. But the longer she stayed quiet, the longer she'd be here.
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It was sometime passed three in the morning.
The air was cold and thick. Erin sat up. The moon shined through the window just to her left. The light of the moon shined across the tile flooring. Erin rubbed her eyes, waking from a restless sleep. She had dreamed about blood stains that had been on the floor. She pushed away the sheer white blanket and sheets and swung her legs over the side of the bed. The door to her room was wide open. She could see out into the hallway, which was dark except for the dimly lit lighting on the ceiling, which was just in case of an emergency and the power went out.
Erin stepped out into the hallway. She was wearing a large white t-shirt over her bra and underwear. She had no shoes and socks or pants. But that didn't matter. She walked slowly down the hallway. The tile flooring was cold on her feet. As she quietly rounded the corner. She saw an ungodly sight. Several bodies lay strewn on the floor. Blood pooled slowly across the floor, stopping just inches from Erin's toes. Some blood splattered the walls. It was then Erin noticed faint bloody foot prints leading down the hall towards her room but the foot prints were only faintly bloody because the foot prints were shoes, not actual feet.
One would think that someone would scream in horror at the sight of several dead bodies. However, Erin wasn't so easily scared. It was a sign. Something that she had spent two years looking for.
He had freed her.
Walking through the pool of blood without so much as flinching, Erin made her way towards the nearest exit. The early morning air was cool and soft at the same time. Erin looked up at the trees that surrounded the building. They swayed in an ominous manner. How he come to free her from this place, she had no idea. But it didn't matter. She had to find him. Feet covered in blood, she made her way down the path way and into the early morning darkness.
She could almost feel it...it was like...it was almost like he was calling to her.
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Hello everyone. Sorry for the short set up but I thought some suspense was in order!! No...no Michael quite yet. That...that will be a surprise!!!
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