I'm your Boogeyman part 3
Now that I'm on a regular schedule once again I can get these stories out even quicker. Well, not much to say now except that the Digidestined better not be afraid of the dark. Now, onto the fic.
Jou looked on in complete fear at the developing situation in front of him. Matt was still drunk, and still was without a clue as to what was going on, while problem number two came in the form of another masked lunatic with a really sharp blade. Jou had managed to get to his feet and slowly began to back away from the dangerous maniac in front of him.
He backed away, and into Matt, causing the blonde lush to turn around and speak up in a drunken slur. "Jou, wa's goin' on, is there a party happenin', well why washn't I invited" it only got worse from there as Matt began to wobble up to Michael awkwardly and leaned on him saying more drunken phrases. He unfortunately wasn't ready for the strong backhand that Myers hit him with. Jou grabbed his friend as he spun around into unconsciousness. Jou caught his friend but was still faced with the same problem as before, that problem being Michael. Jou slowly backed away as far as he could and then backed into a wall Jou proceeded to close his eyes and prayed to his god.
Michael looked at his prey and brought his knife up and was more than prepared to end this now and forever. As soon as he was prepared to bring the knife down a gunshot rang out. Michael felt his entire chest get riddled with buckshot, from his now rotted out heart, to his stomach, he felt all the pain. He then fell back into darkness.
Jou opened his eyes and saw his would be attacker now on the ground with blood pouring out of his chest. Jou turned around and saw the same old drunk from the bar who warned them about Michael Myers in the first place, only this time, he was holding a smoking rifle in his hands. He unloaded one of the shells and loaded another in its place.
"I'd get going if I were you" he said to Jou. Jou thanked his savior and ran off with Matt on his shoulder. The old man watched them run and walked over to Michael's body. The rain fell off of his hat and into his matted down hair. he pressed the barrel down into Michael's wound and smiled at the soft squishing noises. "Look at you now, you're not so tough are you?, well you'll be a whole lot less dangerous than before when I hand your carcass over to the authorities and keep this town free of you forever."
Unknown to the gunman, Michael slowly got a grip on his butcher knife and brought it slowly up to his chest, letting it rest there until it would be needed. "Now" he said as he got closer and closer to Michael's face "whad'ya have to say about that you messed up...".He never got the chance to finish his speech as Michael had knocked the gun off of his chest and watched as the old drunk fell right on top of his knife. Michael slowly twisted it around with a sickly sounding splurch as the blade now faced his direction. He used all of his strength as he quickly brought the blade forward, slicing the old man open from the stomach all the way to the top of his throat, cutting his rib cage in half in the process.
Michael felt all the man's organs fall all over him, staining his jumpsuit with native blood. He turned the old man over onto his back, now filling his opened up chest with rain water that mixed with the flowing lifeblood. Michael stood up slowly and stared out into the direction that he had heard his previous prey had gone to. He began to breath in and out slowly in a visibly angered tone.
Rudy Cobs was always a nervous man, some said a little too nervous for his own good. Ever since he had moved to Haddonfield in 1990, and gained the manger job at a motel, he had always managed to sneak in a shotgun, and hide it behind the front desk. It was loaded, but no one who came in and confronted him had to know about that.
He was currently cutting open bills with a letter opener. He took a minute off to look up at two very tired looking young men come into the door at the sound of the familiar door chime, one of them looked drunk obviously, while the other one looked to be in a rush as he looked in his jacket for the room key. They went into their room shortly after and shut the door quickly after. "We get all types here, I guess?" he muttered to himself as he took the now opened up bills and began to sort through them.
Rudy had gotten so caught up in his work that he hadn't noticed that someone else had just come through the door. He wouldn't have noticed any ways as the figure's hand had grabbed the door chime to keep it from going off.
The figure was Michael Myers. He had silently followed the two young men from the bar to this hotel, and he knew they were here somewhere. He looked at the man behind the front desk and began to think. He could easily walk past him and go to their room, but other people would see him and notify the clerk, so he had to be dealt with as soon as possible. Michael had pocketed his Butcher Knife so that the blood wouldn't drip off of it and lead a trail to him. However, he did notice a letter opener on the desk in front of him. Michael silently claimed the razor sharp tool in front of him and held it firmly.
Rudy may have been busy, but he had sensed that out of the corner of his eye, that someone had just come through the door, he was about to answer it when he noticed a water bill that he had just overlooked. He reached over to grab the letter opener but felt nothing on the counter from where he had just set down the previously used tool. He turned around to see a tall man in a dark blue jumpsuit with a white mask on that covered his entire face, and clenched in his right hand was the previously lost letter opener. Unaware of the situation in front of him, Rudy responded the only way he knew how: "May I help you?" he asked. Unfortunately for him, those would be his last words.
Tai ran a hand through his thick brown hair, he was almost at his wit's end with this situation. The previous ones seemed almost tame compared to this one. The puppets had been dealt with incredibly easily once they were out in the open and were able to be fired upon with their Digimon's attacks.
Jason Voorhees was a little bit tougher, he was raw power and ruthless aggression being used in a manner that told Tai that he wasn't to be taken likely. Tai was sure of Voorhees strength when he was able to withstand a chainsaw strike to different parts of his body. Tai was also pretty sure that, whatever that was that came out of Jason's wounds wasn't blood that could be found in the average human being.
The stakes were certainly raised much higher when they were faced with Freddy Krueger, the nightmare on Elm street. It only made matters worse when Tai found out that Sora was pregnant from their encounter and their night together at Crystal lake. He didn't think that it was possible for her to show signs this early, but time went differently in the Digital world. It was only due to the combined efforts of the magic within Sora's unborn child, and their Digimon that they were able to defeat Krueger once and for all.
Now however, things are completely different because the killer that they are dealing with at this time is said to be one of the most deadliest they have faced yet, he was silent, patient, deadly, and worst of all, flawless in his methods of killing off his victims. It was this reputation alone that had Tai worried the most, and from what his two friends were telling him right here in front of him it seemed that the rumors had indeed been true.
"So you mean to tell me that you had a face to face encounter with the guy who's been sent out to kill us?" Tai had queried to Jou. "Well I wouldn't exactly call it face to face, well more along the lines of Face to mask, but any ways, yes we did indeed see him, and unfortunately for Matt over there, felt him." Jou said gesturing over to Matt who was currently pressing an ice pack on his jaw while Mimi stood over him with an angry expression on her face, no doubt preparing to let him have one hell of a lecture when he was healthy.
Michael had walked around the bloodied desk counter to the door behind the front desk that lead to the basement of the building. Looking around he noticed the breaker box he saw the many switches that had words next to them such as "Main Building", "Room 112", or "Room 113". Seeing this as the only means as to get power to this place he looked down and noticed a long black power cable attached to the bottom of the box. He looked over and saw a small hatchet next to a pile of junk. Picking up the small axe-like tool and smashed it's edge into the base of the cable sending sparks everywhere. Surrounding him in darkness.
Tai was about to speak up when the overhead lights began to flicker on and off for a minute until they blinked out for good. "What now?" Tai said as he tried to find his way through the now pitch black motel room. "The breaker box may have blown a fuse or something?" Jou spoke up. "No I don't think this place blew one naturally Jou" Izzy pointed out. "Do you think he followed us?" Matt said as he slowly began to regain consciousness". "I wouldn't doubt it" Jou said worriedly. "He's in the building?!" Sora said almost panicking", Tai made it over to her as best as he could in the pitch black darkness and held her hands. "What are we gonna do?" asked T.K. . "Wait T.K., that's all we can do" Tai said nervously.
Michael soon looked at his handiwork, a young couple who were making love at the time, slaughtered at the peak of their level of enjoyment, their mattress sheets were drenched in blood, if one didn't know any better, it would have looked as if an entire pig was slaughtered right here in this very room.
It was sickening work to kill them while they were like this but he could not afford to have any witnesses. He closed the door as the 'do not disturb' sign flicked back and forth on the door handle while fresh blood dried on it.
He proceeded to stalk down to other hallways, in case he would run into another potential victim. He did not know what room his prey was in, so he decided to ferret them out in the only manner he knew how, by going from room to room and killing all of the room's inhabitants until he found them. He did not know of this but he was being watched from a small space of an opened door.
Izzy spied on Michael from the space provided by a door he looked from underneath the chain lock on the door as Michael slowly entered another room by using a pair of keys. He waited until he heard voices, which quickly turned into screams of agony, which then eventually died down into gurgling screams. Izzy slowly shut the door as he began to take in what he had just heard.
"Well Izzy, is here or not?" Tai questioned. Izzy looked up at the big haired leader and looked to have tears begin to well up in his eyes. Those poor innocent people, what did they ever do to that masked bastard? "He's here Tai" he said through sobs of anguish. "He's here and he's looking for us, one room at a time."