Disclaimer: I own nothing except plot and OC(s)
This is my first Halloween Fan Fiction, so if I need to improve something, tell me...
Other than that...I hope you enjoy!
"Michael?!"
Michael Myers looked around the room.
A girl of about fourteen with blonde hair walked to the center of the living room picking Michael up beneath his arms.
The toddler screamed his displeasure at the girl's actions.
"Mikey, would you be so kind, as to SHUT-UP! I'm on the freak'in phone...gawd..."
'This girl is my sister?' The four year old thought unhappily dabbing at his eyes with small hands.
Michael's skin was pasty white, his copper colored hair was always unruly, and he showed as little emotion as possible.
"If you promise not to be a bad wittle baby, and wonder off...you can go play."
The girl set the infant down with a thunck that knocked the breath out of him.
He could hear his sister in the kitchen.
"Well, Jaremy, My parents are out tonight...you can come over in an hour. Sound good?"
Baby Michael crawled away.
Away from everything....
His Family, and home to live with more loving parents, and siblings.
Michael woke-up angry...If only he had....
Hayden, his wife, felt the bed tremble.
Upon rolling over, Hayden found her husband trembling violently.
"Michael...honey, what's wrong?"
Hayden dare not touch Michael when he was mad, because he had a bad habit of lashing out at the wrong person...she had the scars to prove it.
Michael's onyx eyes caught Hayden's pale purple ones.
He shook his head no.
"Michael, cut the crap...What the hell's wrong with you? Don't give me this nothing shit."
Her voice wasn't angry just firm and demanding.
Michael smiled behind his mask...
Hayden would understand.
She always did.