Halloween: Bloody Alliance
"You've got another one. This one's a real celebrity." A doctor bringing in a body-bag on a stretcher says to a nurse.
"Well excuse me for not bringing a pen and paper." The nurse said sarcastically. "Who is it?"
"Michael Myers." The doctor replied.
"The serial killer?"
"Yep, he was in his home when it got burned down."
"Where are YOU going?" The nurse asked a little scared.
"To get some coffee. I trust you can handle a corpse."
A minute after the doc left the nurse unzips the body-bag to reveal a burned Michael Myers.
He suddenly opens his eyes and the nurse screams as we fade out of the scene.
We fast-forward 9 years to October 24th, 2011. We see a 17-year old boy carrying suitcases standing in front of a new house built exactly where the Myers house was before being burned down.
"This is the place. Now it's my new home." The boy said as he walked toward it.
A few days earlier he bought the house with money inherited from a dead relative.
He fetched a strange video tape from one of his suitcases. "If those stories about these tapes and this house are true, then I'll be living with two people. Better than living alone."
He walked inside and took the time to fully unpack and a couple hours later he had the house fully decorated and resembling a fully moved-in house. He then went down to the cellar.
"Yep. I knew it. There's the tunnel." He walked down it to find an old-looking room. When inside he started to he heavy breathing coming from deep in the tunnel. He faced the room entrance, ready pulling out his butcher knife just in case he can't have a moment to talk to the approaching danger. Soon Michael Myers was standing in the doorway wielding a bloody butcher knife.
"Wait Michael, can I talk to you first?"
Michael lowered his knife to allow the boy to talk.
"My name is Blake, and like you, I am a serial killer. I have been doing it in the most well known serial killer territories. However, I do have a moral code unlike most serial killers which allows me to blend in with society."
Michael sat on his bed to rest his legs as he continued listening.
"So I was wondering, would you like to have a partner to help you with your killing sprees?"
Michael nodded a yes.
"Oh, one more thing, I got a special video tape everyone says not to watch or I'll only have a week to live. Wanna watch it?"
Michael nodded a sure.
They went up to the living room and Blake put the tape in the VCR.
The screen displayed a little girl being abused and harassed by her foster mother.
"I've seen this one." A voice from the stairs said. Blake looked and saw a good guy doll with stitched wounds on its face.
"Chucky? How'd you sneak into my suitcase?"
"Just watch the video, it gets more interesting."
Blake sat back on the couch next to Michael and continued watching.
About 30 minutes later it showed the girl standing in a forest near a well. The girl's foster mother suddenly pushed her down the well and the girl drowned. The video ended and the phone rang. Blake answered the phone.
"In 7 days you will die" A girl's voice said.
"Wait Samara. How about you just come out of the TV so this kid can meet you in person now." Chucky said.
"Sure Charles, whatever you want."
Suddenly the girl climbed out of the TV. Blake was feeling mixed emotions of happiness and fear. She walked up to him and looked him straight in the eyes.
"You're different from the usual teenage boy. Are you a serial killer like us?" Samara asked
"Yes, I already told Michael and Chucky." Blake answered.
"Then I think I'll let you live. Show me what you can do."
"Okay. Pick a house."
"That one across the street, I sense a teenage couple is there about to break one of the survival rules."
"Ah yes, rule 1. Never have sex. Let's go."
"Bye Blake and Samara, me and Mikey here will just be checking out your collection of weapons." Chucky said.
Blake fetched a pack of weapons and left with Samara.
"Look in their living room, they've got a friend getting out a pack of cigarettes heading to the smoking chair." Samara said.
"What do you think the news would say about house damage?" Blake asked.
"Sounds interesting. Whatever you're going to do, do it."
Blake took a small vacuum-looking thing out of his pack and put the nozzle against a vent and started blowing a strange gas into the house, he then grabbed his bag and took cover. As soon as the guy inside turned on his lighter, BOOM! The house started burning down in a fiery explosion. Killing everyone inside.
"Nice. That was awesome." Samara commented. "I sense a couple over on that bench over there. Now watch me." She faded away and suddenly the couple's heads started imploding and they died. She then reappeared next to Blake.
"Wow. I think I'm in love!" Blake exclaimed. "I didn't think a cold black heart like mine could feel love."
This comment made Samara giggle. She also felt some happiness because she was finally going to be loved.
Suddenly a car with a license plate saying Springwood pulled up next to the bench.
"There he is. There's the bastard." A teenage boy screamed looking at Blake. Suddenly everyone in the car pulled out guns and started firing.
"Blake!" Samara yelled.
He got dozens of rounds put into him and he went down. When on the ground, he pulled a hockey mask out of his pocket and put it on. He then got up and the bullets started having no effect on him. He then pulled a hunting knife out of a sheath on his leg. He clashed the car's tires so they couldn't get away.
"Oh shit!" One teenager says.
Blake then slit one teenager's neck, stabbed one repeatedly, left the knife in one's head, and crushed the last one's skull. He then took of the mask and went back to his normal self.
"Wow. You were awesome." Samara said. "Now I think I'm the one in love."
They shared a laugh as Blake fetched his pack of weapons and they headed back to Blake/Michael's house.
"Welcome home. You two lovebirds have fun? He heh." Chucky joked.
"Why must you be like that Charles?" Samara asked.
"Hey, just havin' some fun. I know you're hearts are too cold and black to feel love."
"I'm tired. It's late. I'm going to bed. Goodnight Michael, Chucky, Samara." Blake said.
"I think I'll join you." Samara said before yawning. "Never realized how much fun it would be to stay in the real world."