A/N: I know, I know, LONG overdue. There's nothing I can really do about it. But here it is, even though it's shorter than I wanted, it's still an update—now I give you all Chapter 4 in all-Michael

Chapter Four

Michael POV

I once again found myself in a familiar place; sitting by Lynn's bedside, whilst she lay recovering from another near-death experience. Once again, it was caused by me. I didn't know what to think anymore. Even when I was far away, not doing anything physically to her, not trying to hurt her, I managed to almost kill her. It became evident that no matter what I did, Lynn would never be completely safe.

My head snapped up, my eyes shifted from Lynn, who was sleeping peacefully, to the door. I heard voices outside the room, telling nurses to come in. As much as I wanted to protest, I had to leave. Especially since Loomis was in the building, all he needed was to see me in here, see my eyes, to know that Michael Myers is in fact alive, on the loose, and indirectly the soul reason that Lynn had tried to commit suicide.

But I couldn't bring myself to leave without a kiss. For me, it would be a pleasure my hollow heart was aching to fulfill after such a long time of deprivation. For Lynn, although she didn't know it, and most likely, she wouldn't even know I kissed her in the first place, that didn't matter. For Lynn, it was a silent promise of my return, as soon as the room was empty once more; I'd return to her and refuse to leave her side.

I walked over to the bed, leaning over my beautiful bride who was in a deep, peaceful, slumber. Slowly, I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. Although she couldn't kiss back, I couldn't help but feel a sense of what I believed to be bliss. I had longed so much to kiss those lips, and to see their owner, my forever love.

However, my gawking had cost me some very precious time. I heard the door creak open, and me, being still at least somewhat human, had the natural reaction of most any living creature to turn toward the direction of the noise. There, staring me dead in the face, was one of the men I loathed the most—Dr. Samuel Loomis.

He stared wide-eyed back at me, his eyes locked dead with mine before he regained some composure. "Michael." he said bluntly, his eyes never leaving mine. "Stay away from her!" he spoke quietly. I just stared onward blankly; did he really think I meant any harm to her? "She's almost died on your accord many times, but not anymore!" he said before running out of the room, screaming at the top of his lungs that Michael Myers was in the building and to call the police.

I took that as a signal that it was time for me to leave. With one final glance at Lynn, I walked out of her room. A doctor and two nurses that happened to be in the nearby area all marveling at the true face of me, a renowned psychopathic killer that, if you went by what Loomis said, was the very embodiment of evil and had no traces whatsoever of even a shard of a conscience.

I turned to them, if they were going to see the true face of a monster; they were going to also be killed by the monster. I lunged for the nearest nurse, who was misfortunate enough to be within my arms' reach. I caught her by the top of her arm, she struggled to get away, but I easily yanked her back to me. The other nurse was dumb enough to try to help her doomed co-worker. I grabbed the first nurse by the neck as I reached for the second and snagged her by the hair. I slammed her head hard against the wall, keeping a firm grip on her dark blonde locks, making her escape impossible, leaving her to only be able to watch in horror squeezing my other victim's throat as she squirmed and struggled but to no avail. Her bones gave a satisfying crunch as they were being crushed by my one measly hand, strangling her. Eventually, her body fell limp and the gasping and struggling stopped, she was dead. I smiled slightly, turning my attention back to my other victim. I kept my firm grip in her hair, using it to repeatedly slam her face into the wall, each time more blood would spatter onto the wall and floor.

When I finished mere seconds later, her once-pretty face was completely smashed in, completely unrecognizable; I estimated that almost every bone in her face was either broken or horribly disfigured. Her blonde locks crimson with the same blood that basically was all that could be seen on her ruined face, as well as spattered all over the wall and floor, and a few flecks even managed to hit the ceiling.

That only left victim number three: the doctor. I dropped the second nurse near the first one and turned around to see the doctor running down the hall toward a stairwell. I made no hurry, and simply walked quickly after them, my big strides would have me caught up to him soon enough. He ducked into the stairwell, with me not far behind. He was down the first flight when he made his critical error. Instead of focusing on running down the stairs, he, like most of my victims, turned to look at me. Then, the fool stumbled, catching himself on the wall. However, that momentary pause was all I needed. He went to run down more of the stairs to the door below when I kicked him hard in the back, watching as he tumbled head-over-heels down the stairs. I walked down the stairs as he was making pathetic attempts to get up and open the door, just as he reached the knob, I brought my foot down hard square on his back, putting all my weight on his spine, which in turn snapped, killing him instantly.

That was when it went wrong; the cops barged in, all pointing guns at me. I figured I wouldn't waste my time taking them all down right then and there and being shot a bunch of times. Immortal or not, it still hurt. Instead, I decided to let the ones behind me think they caught me by surprise as they put a gun to my head and slapped handcuffs around my wrists. I proceeded to let them lead me out and down to the police station. Little did they know it would only be a matter of time before I was right back out of their pathetic jail cells once more.

I'd like to see them stop me.

A/N: I rather enjoyed writing this chapter. I decided to take a different approach. I've already established my own vision of him deep down, so I thought I'd add the Michael Myers that we all know and love from the amazing series and add some quick, creative, good old-fashioned killing.

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-Leia