Halloween: The Last Fight
A Fan Fiction By: Robert S.
This is not a script fan fiction, This is not a Halloween script at all, it is a Fan Fiction and that only, If it sucks just tell me, and if you like it, Hey, tell me, This is my first fan fiction, so be easy on me.
*****These events are based the night and so forth after Halloween 8 left off*****
The late of night was almost exspired and the morning was rolling in. As the the body of Michael Myers got wheeled in by two men who's shift at the city mourge were just about to end along with A woman. A woman named Lisa. In her mind there was no way that she was touching the murderous body of Michael Myers, the most Mysterious Murderer of all time. She knew that if she did not do her job she would get fired. She had to check it out. She slowly pulled down the tarchy black leather bag that contained a portion of Michael's body, his head. She was having double thoughts and as she was about to pull up his mask that was melted to his scalp, BAMM!, one of the two men came barging to the door. His name was Ray.
"Ahhhh...." "I knew it!!!" Ray said in pure excitement. "What the hell, I've told you a thousand time's dont do that, I work with dangerous and sharp tools" "Oh Shit, Like your gonna hurt these already dead people" "I thought you were leaving, what are you still doing here?" Lisa said in annoyance. "I wanted to remind you to lock the back door since we got it fixed" "Yeah, I wont forget, I think I am more responsible than you think I am, if you even think" She said with a funny look on her face. "Good Night, and Hey I do think, I came to remind you didn't I? Ray said sharply. "Yeah I guess you do, good night, see you tommarow."Lisa said. "Yeah, see you tommarow" Ray said back.
Lisa shook her head and gave a little laugh, she always thought that Ray was a crack up. She was going to begin working on Michael when she remembered she needed to ask Ray something. She set down the pick fork and the blade and she ran out the door and she yelled "Rayyyyy" "Ray I need to ask you something." She was running dowm a long hall and went right to the main exit and she seen a shadow. "Rayyyy" she turned into his office and is was vacant. "Am I the only one working tonight?" Ray was playing a scare on her and he poped out from the bottom of his desk and said:
"Yeah, why are you scared?" "Ahhhhhh" She screamed. "I guess that answers my question." "Your an asshole, you know that?" Lisa said, out of breath. "I'm very aware, your not the only one who has told me that." Ray said. "Goood, now I thought Ricky was coming in?" "Nope, hes sick and hes alittle weirded out by the murders" "Damn, I should leave too, then" Lisa said. "No, stay here and I'll go get Ricky and convince him to come." "Ok, but if he doesent come, call me on my cell and tell me cause then I will close early" Lisa said. "Ok, I got that number in my wallet, where I keep special people only." "Oh, Im honered" Lisa said with a laugh on her face. "Bye" She said. "See yeah, be carefull, dont forget what I told you." "I wont, I wont"
She heard the door shut and then a lock right after as she was walking back to her work room. She walked in and she walked straight for the sink. She washed her hands and went to the back storage to get golves. She walked back and Michael was gone along with her blade and her keys. Only her pick fork remained. The body bad lay silent on the floor, she gave out a huge gasp and paused for a second. She was never this scared in her life. She peaked out the door slightly, she did not want to be seen by Michael. She was scared over the fact that she was leaning over him not long ago and he was alive. She knew she had to leave, and leave right away. She ran across the room on tip-toe and she went for her bad. Just as she went to grab her bad the room went completly black. She fumbled around for her bad and searched for her cell phone. In the process she dropped a lip stick and a eye liner pen. It was not loud but in a tottaly silent room it was like a Volcanic Eruption when a man named Michael Myers was on the lose. She slowley started to dial Ray's phone number.
Ring....... Ring....... Ring.......
To Be Continued......
This is not a script fan fiction, This is not a Halloween script at all, it is a Fan Fiction and that only, If it sucks just tell me, and if you like it, Hey, tell me, This is my first fan fiction, so be easy on me.
*****These events are based the night and so forth after Halloween 8 left off*****
The late of night was almost exspired and the morning was rolling in. As the the body of Michael Myers got wheeled in by two men who's shift at the city mourge were just about to end along with A woman. A woman named Lisa. In her mind there was no way that she was touching the murderous body of Michael Myers, the most Mysterious Murderer of all time. She knew that if she did not do her job she would get fired. She had to check it out. She slowly pulled down the tarchy black leather bag that contained a portion of Michael's body, his head. She was having double thoughts and as she was about to pull up his mask that was melted to his scalp, BAMM!, one of the two men came barging to the door. His name was Ray.
"Ahhhh...." "I knew it!!!" Ray said in pure excitement. "What the hell, I've told you a thousand time's dont do that, I work with dangerous and sharp tools" "Oh Shit, Like your gonna hurt these already dead people" "I thought you were leaving, what are you still doing here?" Lisa said in annoyance. "I wanted to remind you to lock the back door since we got it fixed" "Yeah, I wont forget, I think I am more responsible than you think I am, if you even think" She said with a funny look on her face. "Good Night, and Hey I do think, I came to remind you didn't I? Ray said sharply. "Yeah I guess you do, good night, see you tommarow."Lisa said. "Yeah, see you tommarow" Ray said back.
Lisa shook her head and gave a little laugh, she always thought that Ray was a crack up. She was going to begin working on Michael when she remembered she needed to ask Ray something. She set down the pick fork and the blade and she ran out the door and she yelled "Rayyyyy" "Ray I need to ask you something." She was running dowm a long hall and went right to the main exit and she seen a shadow. "Rayyyy" she turned into his office and is was vacant. "Am I the only one working tonight?" Ray was playing a scare on her and he poped out from the bottom of his desk and said:
"Yeah, why are you scared?" "Ahhhhhh" She screamed. "I guess that answers my question." "Your an asshole, you know that?" Lisa said, out of breath. "I'm very aware, your not the only one who has told me that." Ray said. "Goood, now I thought Ricky was coming in?" "Nope, hes sick and hes alittle weirded out by the murders" "Damn, I should leave too, then" Lisa said. "No, stay here and I'll go get Ricky and convince him to come." "Ok, but if he doesent come, call me on my cell and tell me cause then I will close early" Lisa said. "Ok, I got that number in my wallet, where I keep special people only." "Oh, Im honered" Lisa said with a laugh on her face. "Bye" She said. "See yeah, be carefull, dont forget what I told you." "I wont, I wont"
She heard the door shut and then a lock right after as she was walking back to her work room. She walked in and she walked straight for the sink. She washed her hands and went to the back storage to get golves. She walked back and Michael was gone along with her blade and her keys. Only her pick fork remained. The body bad lay silent on the floor, she gave out a huge gasp and paused for a second. She was never this scared in her life. She peaked out the door slightly, she did not want to be seen by Michael. She was scared over the fact that she was leaning over him not long ago and he was alive. She knew she had to leave, and leave right away. She ran across the room on tip-toe and she went for her bad. Just as she went to grab her bad the room went completly black. She fumbled around for her bad and searched for her cell phone. In the process she dropped a lip stick and a eye liner pen. It was not loud but in a tottaly silent room it was like a Volcanic Eruption when a man named Michael Myers was on the lose. She slowley started to dial Ray's phone number.
Ring....... Ring....... Ring.......
To Be Continued......