Chapter 10
(Halloween day 1989)
It was time to kill again. Michael had spent the night in an abandoned farm house; and was ready to kill whoever the voice in his head told him too. He took off down the road in a car he stole from a neighboring house. As he traveled back to Haddonfield, he saw two young ladies dressed modestly stranded by the roadside. Their car was obviously dead. Michael stopped his car and tilted his head in a questioning manner. One of the young girls came up to him.
"Please sir, my sister and I are missionaries for Light Of The World Temple. Our car has broken down, and we need to get to Haddonfield to do God's work." Said the smaller of the girls.
Michael got out of the car and opened the passenger door for them. The older girl sat up front; and the younger sat in the back.
"Thank you sir. I am Mary and this is my little sister Grace." Said Mary.
Michael nodded. He then pulled back on to the road. He took out a notepad and began writing.
You girls said Haddonfield right?
"Yes sir. To do our missionary work. It's God's will we go there."
Well, I wouldn't go there today if I were you. Bad things might happen.
Mary gasped when she saw what Michael had written. She then smiled sympathetically.
"Bad things happen all the time everywhere sadly." She said softly.
"It's because of the Devil. He is king of this world." Grace chimed in.
"But that is why we must go out and spread Christ's teachings. We want to win this world for the Lord." Mary explained.
"Do you believe in God?" Asked Grace.
Michael gestured his hand in a way to say "Somewhat."
"Are you a Christian?" Mary asked.
Great. Just what I need. A fucking 1 1/2 hour talk about worshipping some poor Jewish carpenter that was tortured to death by Roman Crucifixion thousands of years ago. Michael thought.
Mary and Grace could heard the low grunt Michael made; as he scribbled on the note pad his response.
I have an inter-religious upbringing. My mother was Catholic. My father was Celtic Druid. I prefer Druidism. So yes, I do believe in a god; as well as a goddess. Several of them actually.
Michael could see Mary became crestfallen at his response. However, she perked up.
"Well, I just feel I have to let you know sir; that God loves you and wants you to get to know him. Mind if I tell you about him?" Said she.
Michael tensed slightly. He had hoped his response would have discouraged the missionary girls from engaging him further. However, it seemed that it had only inspired them to talk more. Sighing, Michael gestured for them to speak. It was a long ride back to Haddonfield. Michael was relieved to see the gas station with the "cookie woman" sign. Michael let the girls out of his car. He was shocked when they hugged him.
"Thanks mister. If it weren't for you; we would not have been able to get here." Grace said.
"We will pray for you." Mary then said.
Before they could hug Michael again, he shrunk back and sped off in his car.
(Halloween night)
Michael Myers had them cornered in a barn. Tina, Mike, Samantha, Spitz; even Brady and Sheriff Meeker's daughter were all on The Shape's hit list. Mike and Brady were the toughest boys in town. So they tried to take him down. Michael, however, threw the boys off of him. With a quick slash from his knife, Michael ended Mike's existence. The next victim was Brady. Michael broke the former Haddonfield High School jock's neck with his own bare hands. After offing the two toughest boys, the rest of them were too easy to kill. First was Meeker's girl, followed by Spitz and Samantha. The only one left was Tina. Michael loomed over the cowering Tina like a massive storm cloud. He then hauled Tina to her feet.
"Please Michael! Please let me go! I promise, I won't say anything! Just let me go home!" She cried.
Michael had had enough of hearing the obnoxious girl's pitiful cries and begging.
They always beg for mercy before they are punished. Hehehe. Deirdre begged for mercy too.
Michael had just stabbed Tina, when he heard someone calling for him.
"Uncle Michael!"
Jamie!? What the fuck is she doing here!?
Little Jamie had no idea that she was putting herself in great peril. Michael threw the dead Tina aside; and began following the voice of his niece. When he exited the barn, he saw his niece was wearing a fairy dress. Jamie saw the blood on her uncle and his knife and ran into the woods.
Crap!
Michael then went after his niece into the woods. His rage had risen to new levels. His own niece was betraying him. Just like Judy had, and just like Deirdre had. He followed her deep into the woods. Until they reached an old victorian house. Jamie saw her uncle was coming for her. Taking a deep breath, the little girl ran into the old house through the front door. The Shape gave chase.
Inside the house, Michael stalked his defenseless niece. Unknown to the both of them, Loomis, Rachel, Laurie; and the Haddonfield Police Department were en route to them. Back inside the old house, all Hell was loose. Jamie ran scared through through every nook and cranny. Michael was punching and stabbing his way through all barricades. He would get her if she wasn't careful. Michael soon had her trapped in the attic room. Michael stared his niece down, rage boiling his blood hot. All the little girl could do was curl up at her uncle's feet and cry; waiting for the pain of his blade cutting into her. However, the action caused Michael to freeze, as his mind traveled back to a time forgotten.
Flashback:
Enda and his men walked through the ransacked village. They had done the Lord Myers a great favor by ridding him of this opposing tribe. Everyone was dead. However, among the carnage, Enda saw a small figure running around in the shadows. He soon came upon a decimated farm. In the house was the sole survivor of his campaign. A little girl, who just curled up by his feet and cried. She was clearly awaiting her doom at his hands. However, Enda could not bring himself to kill her. Thrusting his sword into his sheath, Enda scooped up the little girl in his arms.
She was bruised, cold; and obviously frightened half to death - but besides that, unharmed. Enda carried the girl back to his men. When they saw the child with their leader, the Thorn warriors were taken aback. Never once did Enda spare anyone. Before anyone could question it, Enda barked out his orders.
"I want ye to see to it, that the wee lass is seen by our healer. Give her a hot meal; and put proper clothes on her. It's cold, the journey home is long ; an' I don' need her to freeze on me." Enda said briskly.
"Oh an', if any o' ye try an' harm her. I will personally stuff ye into the wicker man."
"Yes sir." The men all responded fearfully.
In time, Enda loved the foundling girl as his own. He named her after the Celtic goddess of war; and she grew up to be like her adopted parents. A strong willed, fearsome ruler - whose very name struck fear into the hearts of all people.
End Flashback:
Michael had come out of his rage. He then realized he had been dangerously close to making his worst nightmare a reality. He had almost killed his niece. Michael stuck his knife in a near by wall; and picked the little girl up. He held her to him, as if she was a delicate porcelain doll.
"Jamie, what are you doing here lass?" Asked Michael.
Jamie stopped crying at the sound of her uncle's voice.
"Uncle Michael, you ran away from us. I didn't want you to be lost and alone. So I came to find you. But all I found was the Boogeyman." Replied Jamie.
If words could kill, then Michael Myers would have been dead on the floor. His niece was right in what she had said; but that did not stop the hurt they caused him. It burned him deeper than the one bullet lodged in his torso. Michael sighed in sadness; and hugged his niece. He could feel their psychic connection activate.
I know you are sorry Uncle Michael. I was just so afraid.
I know honey. I should not have put you through that.
I love you Uncle Michael.
I love you too; my little shadow.
Shadow?
Because you seem to want to be wherever I am. You want to follow me like my own shadow does.
Makes sense. Every shape has a shadow.
Hahahaha. They sure do lassie.
Jamie was still in her uncle's embrace when they heard the sirens.
"Michael Myers. This is Sheriff Meeker. We have you surrounded. Come out with Jamie, slowly." Came Meeker's voice.
Jamie looked up at her uncle.
"I'm scared." Jamie said.
Michael patted her on the shoulder.
"Don't be. They won't hurt you. It's me they are after." Michael replied.
"I know that. I'm scared for you. What they will do to you." Jamie then said.
Michael was touched. His niece was afraid for his safety.
Sometimes I wonder if she really is an angel. He thought to himself.
Michael and Jamie began to make their way towards the front door. Slowly, and carefully; they navigated the abandoned house. As they reached each lower level, the house gave a groan. Jamie gulped and Michael exhaled steadily as they felt the stair beneath them tremble. Michael volunteered to go down first. If the stairs could tolerate his weight; then Jamie would be okay.
Another groan came from the old house. Jamie cautiously descended the stairs. They were soon just feet from the front door. The house shook and groaned. Michael froze, as he sensed something bad was about to happen. Then he heard it. The splintering of wood. The house was going to fall right on them. Michael rushed forward and used a similar tactic he used to send an electrician named Bucky into a power source the night before. Picking up Jamie, he threw her into a soft mud puddle outside the house. However, before he could make it out, the floor broke underneath his feet; and Michael fell through into the basement. The house soon fell all around, and on top of him.
"No!" Cried Laurie and Rachel.
"Uncle…?" Asked Jamie.
"Oh Michael." Said Loomis, sadly.
Sheriff Meeker and the Haddonfield PD watched, as the house buried Michael within its bowels. There was no way any man could have survived that. Jamie cried in her mother's embrace. Laurie and Rachel also sobbed. Michael was surely dead this time. However, not long after the dust settled; Michael unburied himself from the ruins. He then laid on his back. Every part of him ached. Michael was rushed to a large hospital in a town not far from Haddonfield called Springwood. There, he would undergo treatment for his injuries before being transferred to Smith's Grove to recover.
Well here is chapter 10. I plan to wrap things up next chapter. Reviews are love.
Author's note: Please take note of the neighboring town to Haddonfield. This is crucial information for upcoming stories.