Something that just popped into my head after remembering 'Halloween'.

Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy: The Vampire Slayer or Halloween.

"So, what are we gonna do to Buffy today?" Warren asked as he, Jonathan and Andrew met in the basement, cooking up a new scheme to make Buffy's life as miserable as possible.

"It's almost Halloween. We could… summon a ghost." Jonathan said.

"Not a bad idea. Maybe some monsters too." Andrew said.

"Hey, I'm thirsty. Can you grab some drinks?" Warren suggested.

"Sure." Andrew said as he went upstairs.

A tall man wearing a grey mask and a grey uniform like from a maintenance man, was walking down the streets of Sunnydale before he entered a house that piqued his interest. He was in need to spill some blood and find his favorite weapon of choice. He entered the kitchen, where he saw a kitchen knife before noticing a scrawny young man man with orange-colored short hair pulling bottles of lemonade out of the fridge before the man turned around and stopped to face the tall man as he dropped the bottles on the floor as they shattered, spilling the drinks and froze in fear.

"Andrew? What's taking you so long? Andrew!" Warren yelled upstairs.

"I don't like it. Something's wrong." Jonathan said, having a bad feeling about this.

"M-M-M-M-Mi…Mi…Mi…Mich—gaaakgh!" Andrew could not let the words out, as he was pissing his pants before Michael grabbed him by his throat as Andrew choked out, his windpipe crushed under the strength of Michael's hand as Michael squeezed before he impaled Andrew from the back of his head on a coat hanger, blood staining it and pouring out from Andrew's jaw as Andrew gagged, writhing in pain and making choking noises before he went limp as blood poured on the floor.

"Where is that idiot?" Warren said as he went up and opened the door, only to face Michael Myers. Warren screamed and dodged as Michael swung his knife, scratching Warren by his cheek as he tumbled down the stairs.

"Aaaagh!" Jonathan panicked. He conjured an energy ball and threw it at Michael but while it burned, asides from Michael's grunting, there was no apparent reaction.

Warren picked a remote as a robot approached Michael and punched him but while surprised by the strength of the blow as he stumbled back, it didn't stop him. Michael grabbed the robot's arm and ripped it off before slamming the robot to the floor, smashing it to pieces. Warren backed away in fear before Michael approached him and stabbed him in the forehead, piercing his skull as Warren's last expression was one of shock with eyes widened as blood poured out before Michael pulled away.

Michael turned to Jonathan and stabbed him… or so he thought as 'Jonathan' shimmered, revealing him to be a glamour before he heard a scream outside and looked outside the window to see Jonathan run off in fear.

Michael considered. He had wanted to kill Jonathan as well but there was no way he would not draw attention in broad daylight with Jonathan panicking in fear and the police would surely come looking for him. It didn't matter, though. Michael found a kitchen knife he could use as a weapon and now, all he needed, was to find a way to Haddonfield in Illinois, so that he could exact his revenge and kill any pour soul, who would have the misfortune of getting in his way.

I just couldn't resist doing that. Usually, I'd feel bad for anyone, who crosses Michael but Warren and Andrew got exactly what they deserved. Jonathan is somewhat redeemable, so I let him live.

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Bl4ckHunter