A/N: Hi! I've always been a big fan of the first two Halloween films and so I've decided to do a fanfic. This story is a direct sequel to the original film and takes elements from the second film but eliminates the hospital setting and the sister connection angle between Myers and Laurie and instead focuses on the Haddonfield Police and Loomis' desperate search for Michael Myers who is still on the loose after the events at the end of the first film; in the story Myers plays a game of cat and mouse with the police and Loomis as they search for him.

Here's the first chapter which kind of the like the second film is a recap of the original film's ending - this is the only chapter in which Laurie Strode appears after which she is written out of the story as Myers has failed to kill her and with no real connection to her other than as a survival victim he has no reason to pursue her and instead will find other more vulnerable victims - plus realistically speaking I just never bought the empty hospital in the second film even though it does add to the creepy factor of the film.

Anyway enjoy ;)

CHAPTER ONE - THE SHAPE STILL LIVES

There was silence throughout the Doyle house, the screaming and crying had finally ceased, the kids Tommy and Lindsey were safe - Laurie had killed ... that ... that ... thing.

That Bogeyman!

Laurie trembled and the nerves in her body shook as she emerged slowly from the closet. She looked down at her attacker who lay on the blood stained floor by the bed, the large butcher knife protruding from his stomach.

'Tommy had been right all along...' Laurie thought softly to herself as she stared down into that blank, distorted face which was devoid of all emotion; she wondered what he looked like under that disgusting white mask - was it a monster underneath? Was is it a man? Laurie wasn't prepared to find out.

Laurie forced herself to look away from him and crossed carefully through the bedroom and approached the bathroom and knocked once.

"Tommy, it's me. Open the door."

The door opened at once and the pale, terrified faces of Tommy and Lindsey appeared. Laurie bent down and pulled them into a tight embrace - Tommy peered fearfully over Laurie's shoulder at The Shape and his eyes widened at his lifeless form ... he couldn't be dead ... the Boogeyman couldn't be killed.

"Now, I want you to listen to me," Laurie said firmly. "I want you to walk to the door, down the stairs and right out the front door."

"You're coming with us aren't you Laurie?" Lindsey asked frightened.

"Listen to me. I want you to walk down the street to the Mackensie's house and knock on their door. You tell them to call the police and send them over here. Do you understand?"

"Laurie, you come with us..." Tommy mumbled, still looking over at The Shape.

"No! Do as I say."

Laurie rose to her feet and took the children silently across the bedroom to the door and ushered them outside. She watched as they ran down the stairs, before slumping against the door frame in an exhausted heap.


Dr Loomis crept slowly up the street, the wind whipped across his face and the fallen brown leaves past through his feet, the peaceful silence was unnerving the good doctor.

His deranged patient could be anywhere in this town and it seemed near impossible to find him.

The sound of children's screams met Loomis' ears and he swung his head around to see two children running from the house across from him and down to the sidewalk. He watched puzzled as they rushed up the street - something was clearly wrong ... he could feel it.

Back in the Doyle house Laurie sat still slumped against the door frame, staring out into nothingness, as she allowed endless tears stream down her face.

She had lost her two best friends to that monster - but she survived and she had managed to overcome his power and make him pay for the terrible sins he had committed.

She shook her head sobbing quietly as she very slowly rose to her feet again. She had no idea that as she started to rise - so did The Shape!

Laurie held herself erect by grasping the doorframe and behind her The Shape rose up, quickly and silently. Laurie still unaware just hang by the doorframe as behind her The Shape moved for her, his hands outstretched in an almost claw-like fashion.

Laurie began to step outside the door and limped toward the stairs - suddenly she heard a heavy breathing from behind her ... it sounded almost excited and before she knew it a pair of hands clasped themselves tightly around her neck - He was still alive!

Laurie let out a terrible scream as she twisted and squirmed trying to free herself from his mighty grasp, her hands clawed at him, her fingers ripping at his mask and in the violent struggle she managed to pull it off over his face and wriggle out of his grasp.

The face of Michael Myers was revealed - he stood and stared at her. His hair was dark and his face angelic - there was something dank and haunting about it however - his eyes were dark, empty and unmoving.

Michael pulled the pale, white mask back over his head and lunged at Laurie again - BOOM! Michael was thrown from his feet and Laurie fell back against the wall.

The thunderous explosion came from the revolver in Dr Loomis' hand.

Loomis ran down the hall towards Laurie. The Shape slowly got to his feet, the evil monster refusing to succumb to death - the breathing from the psychopath became heavier and far more brutal sounding.

Loomis stared into the dank, dark eyes of his patient before taking aim. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! The Shape was hit five times, each bullet throwing him backward further down the hall until he hit the window at the end behind him and smashed through it - the madman fell from the second story right down onto the grass below with a loud thud.

Loomis rushed to Laurie and bent down beside her and for a long moment she cried in his arms, sobbing in hysterics.

Finally she looked up at him with a glazed, wild expression.

"Was it the Bogeyman..." she asked.

Loomis looked down at her with piercing eyes, then up at the shattered window at the end of the hall.

"As a matter of fact it was." he replied softly.

Loomis rose to his feet and walked over to the shattered window and peered out. Down at the spot where Michael should have been - was absolutely nothing - just a trampled patch in the grass.

Loomis' fears were finally, fully realised - yet somehow he knew that this would have happened.


Loomis had told Laurie to stay put while he went out to investigate closer. He approached the patch in the lawn and leant down feeling with his hands - the grass was wet and when Loomis looked at his hands he saw they were smeared in blood.

Loomis rose to his feet and looked around at his surroundings ... The Shape was nowhere to be found ... he was still out there and somehow, impossibly still alive but certainly injured.

A light flicked on the next door neighbor's house and a half frustrated/half confused man in a bathrobe strode out towards Loomis.

"What's going on out here?" he inquired.

Loomis swung around and ran towards the man. "Call the police! Tell the sheriff I shot him!"

"What are you talking about? Who?"

"Listen to me for gods sake man! I shot him!" Loomis roared. "Tell the sheriff that he's still on the loose!"

"Is this some kind of joke?" the man grumbled ignorantly. "I've been trick or treated to death tonight!"

Loomis glared at the imbecile standing before him.

"You don't know what death is!"