DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN!!!!!!!!!! *cries* LOL
Picks up in Rob Zombie's remake where Michael shows Laurie the old picture. What if she realizes somehow that they're connected? Would things be different?
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Michael stayed on his knees, mask removed, picture held out to her. He wanted to show her.....he never forgot her. He never meant to leave her.
Laurie cried. "I don't know them!" She shook her head, then something clicked.
He dropped the knife. He wore no mask. She wasn't already dead. She was sure that if he wanted her dead....she'd already be so.
Slowly, she squinched her eyes at the old picture. Without her glasses, she could barely see it from where she was. Who are they? That was a new question in her head now. Why was she still alive?
She crawled forward a bit, pausing to see if he was going to make a move. When he stayed still, she crawled forward some more and reached out for the picture. "Who are they?" she asked in a whisper and brought it closer.
In the picture was a young boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked happy, and he was hugging a baby girl with matching blue eyes but with aurburn hair. The baby looked familliar.......and somehow now she felt like the boy was familliar too. She closed her eyes, trying to remember, but couldn't. Sighing in frustration she looked harder at the picture, then looked up at the tall man, who was now staring back at her openly.
She gasped then. "You..........."
Those eyes......the hair......the nose.......though they were older, slightly different....it was the same as the boy in the old picture. And those eyes.....they were somehow similar to the ones she saw everyday when she looked into the mirror.
Laurie looked down at the picture again, now realizing why they were familliar. Her mom had tons of baby pictures, some even hung around the house.....the same baby as the one the boy was holding. Now it made sense.
"This is us......" she whispered.
Michael reached out, his dirty hand on her cheek now. His lips parted, and a single word was said. "Boo."
"LAURIE?!"
She jumped at the sudden sound. She didn't recognize the voice.
The man, the killer, he turned around in one swift movement and swiped up the knife.
"Don't leave me here!" Laurie shouted at him.
He paused, bending over to retrieve the mask once more. He looked over his shoulder at her once it was back on. He pointed to the left with the knife, and she followed his aim. There was a side window.
"What about my friend?" she asked.
He jabbed the knife towards the window again. "Boo!" he said.
"LAURIE ARE YOU HERE?!" again the voice boomed above their heads. A man's voice. "MICHAEL?! LAURIE?!"
Laurie looked at him. "Michael?" It was then that a sudden image flashed before her eyes. A boy, Michael, holding her in his lap outside. He kissed her head while she giggled. "I love you Boo." he smiled.
Again, Michael jabbed the knife towards the window. He seemed to be more patient now.
"You're my brother....." she whispered, looking at the picture. Before she could say more, he was gone. "Michael?!" No answer, so she pocketed the picture. She looked back at her friend, knowing she was probably dead, but headed for the window anyway. "I'll bring back some help, promise!" she whispered over her shoulder as she climbed out.
She'd get the sheriff.........no.......she'd get some answers. She had to know why no one told her the truth. All this time she was happy, but felt an odd empty hole in her heart that was just now filled. Why would her parents keep her brother from her?
She got to the front of the house, knowing where she was. The abandone Meyer house. Wow........Wait.....Michael, killer.....Holy shit! Her brother is Michael Meyers?! What the HELL is going on here?!
Remembering her friend, she started running. "HELP!!!!!!! HELP PLEASE HELP!!!!!!"
Glancing behind her, she was suddenly falling, landing at the bottom of an empty pool. Crap. Her leg hurts. She hoped it wasn't broken. She tried to move and let out a cry. It didn't look broken, maybe it was still fractured though. THis is going to complicate things. "HELP!"
Suddenly, Michael stood at the edge of the pool.
"Michael I fell!" she said, wincing. "My leg hurts....I think it might be broken."
He began to walk down the stairs towards her, and she felt relieved somehow.
"Michael stop!" that same voice now had a face. An old man. He held a gun pointed at Michael. "Michael leave her alone! It's not her fault!"
Michael paused, then ignored the old man.
The old man looked scared and determined now. He raised the gun and aimed better now. "Michael stop! Don't make me do this!"
Laurie started crying again. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want anyone getting hurt....or killed. "HELP!!!" she cried out, hoping someone somewhere would hear and stop this madness.
Gunshots filled the air, and she screamed at seeing Michael jolt a few times before falling. She covered her face and shook. "No no no no no! Oh god no!"
The old man was pulling her up now. "Come now, hurry!" he told her.
"My leg, it hurts!" she sobbed, looking at Michael. She leaned onto the old man as they rushed past him, her hand reaching out to him but the old man didn't stop.
He put her into the car that was parked out front and didn't hesitate to start it and take off. "We've gotta get you to a hospital. That leg looks bad." he said.
All Laurie could do was stare out the window watching the house disappear from view as police cars and an ambulance arrived at the same time. Silent tears ran down her cheeks.
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Two months later........
Laurie sat at the window of the school library. She was living in a group home, still attending the same school. No one spoke to her anymore, especially since she refused to speak now.
Looking out the window, she remembered the first day she saw Michael.
She'd done some research, finding that he was the legendary Michael Meyers alright. He'd killed their stepdad, older sister and her boyfriend. Their mom, their real mom commited suicide. She even read that stupid book written by Dr Loomis or whatever his name is. The old guy who had "saved" her.
Anger filled her now. How dare that old bastard say horrible things about her brother?! From what she'd read, he apparently had been much like any other stupid adult and didn't know how to really talk or listen to her brother.
"Laurie? You okay?" asked Angela, practically the only person in the entire school who'd spare a glance at Laurie now. Angela, who was sort of a loner before because something similar had happened to her some years ago, only it was her dad that went crazy and killed off her mom, two older sisters, and never got around to getting Angela and her only brother Rick. Rick, who was already 18 those 4 years ago, had fought hard to keep custody of Angela, so she was well looked after now. Now Angela was 18 herself, and a senior. She was pretty with her brown curly hair and big green eyes. From what Laurie heard, she'd been popular once.......but not anymore.
"I'm fine." Laurie answeres boredly.
"I'm sorry about your brother." she said.
Laurie looked up, surprised. "How do you know?"
Angela shrugged. "I did my homeword..........I know what it's like to lose family. I truly am sorry."
"I never really knew him." came a simple reply, but Angela knew better. She'd learned to disguise her own emotions the same way.
"I have a theory you might like to hear." she said slowly. "They wouldn't let you or anyone identify the body right? They wouldn't even let you attend the funeral right?"
This had Laurie's attention. "Yes, so?"
Angela leaned closer, looking around before continuing. "I think he's still alive."
Laurie's eyes grew wide. "How? I saw him take five bullets!"
"I read through some papers, and even snuck around the station and dug up information. There wasn't even a body recovered at the scene!" Angela whispered in a hurry.
"WHAT?!" Laurie shouted in surprise.
"Shhh!" Angela glared at a group of students who were staring at them. "What're you looking at losers?!"
The group looked away, obviously intimidated.
"You see what I'm saying?" she asked Laurie. "We need to find out where he is before they do."
Laurie sighed. "Why hasn't he come back for me then?"
"For the same reason everyone thinks. He's biding his time." Angela said. "We should check the old house first."
"I have, and he's not there." Laurie said, looking and feeling pained. "He's the only one with answers......the only one who bothered to care. My own mother commited suicide and left me!"
Angela put a soothing hand on Laurie's shoulder. "We'll find him."
Laurie nodded. "I hope so."
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I love Halloween so I thought I'd try my hand at a story! Stay tuned for the next chapter! Bum Bum Bummmm! Will Laurie and Angela find Michael? We shall see! Just follow the trail of RED of course! LOL
