Hey guys. Here my next chapter in what hope will be many. Thanks for the encouraging reviews PsYcHo PirATe METALLICA and livingdeadgirl! Hope to here more reviews as I continue the story.
Chapter 2: Hometowns
Sometimes we try to run from our fears. We make ourselves forget them and we pray they go away. Sometimes we even confront them in hopes of overcoming them. Sometimes our fear holds us back in life and doesn't let go until you accept it. You cannot deny your' fears.
October 31st 1995. Haddonfield Illinois.
"Danny, don't move. I'm coming over there to get you." Kara nervously stood in the shadowy hallway of her house. Her son standing in the doorway across from her merely feet away. The only thing in their way was the dormant body of Michael Myers sprawled out at the bottom of the staircase. Kara was terrified beyond believe having just witnessed her best friend murdered, and finding the bodies of her brother and mother. She knew she had to stay focused though, she had to protect Danny. She had to get her son out of here and away from this killer. She took a shaky step towards her son who was calmly looking up at her, oblivious to the danger at their feet. She stepped right into the grasping distance of Michael's open hand. She set her fire poker down, her only weapon, and reached over to pick Danny up. Just as she had set her son down next to her, Michaels hand crunched around her ankle. She screamed in pain and grabbed the fire poker, smacking him in the hand. She fell back against the door but managed to grab Danny and race out the door just as Michael mechanically sat up. Kara was madly limping across the street to Tommy's house with her son right next to her. She reached the door and banged loudly against it as Michael came towards them. She screamed and frantically clawed at the door with Michael right behind her.
"Oh God! No!"
Kara woke up screaming in a cold sweat, her hands shaking. She jumped as her husband Thomas woke up. "Kara what is it! What's wrong?" She looked at him and around the room, getting her bearings. She looked at the clock, 2:24 A.M. She calmed down and pulled her hair back out of her face. She took a few deep breaths as Thomas flicked on the lamp next to their bed. "It was another nightmare wasn't it. You had another dream about him didn't you." Thomas asked with a stern look on his face. Kara looked up into his eyes and forced a smile, "Always seems to happen this time a year. Holiday jitters I guess." She could see Thom wasn't convinced. She bit her lip and gave him a peck on the cheek, "You worry about me too much, I'm fine. I'm just stressed with Dan in school and Stephens sixth birthday coming up." Thom gently moved a loose strand of auburn hair out of her face, "I suppose so…" Kara pulled the covers back around her and snuggled up to her husband, she was safe and content with her life now. "Lets get some sleep ok, tomorrows a big day." Thom turned the light off and wrapped an arm around Kara while she fell back asleep. He lay there in the dark with his eye open thinking to himself, "Yes, tomorrow IS going to be a big day. For everyone."
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"Sir, we've landed. You can leave your seat now." The stewardess stood over John as he woke up groggily. It had been a long flight and he hadn't slept since he got on that same night. It was now morning though and he was determined to find what he was searching for so he could get home, back to Molly. He knew he would have major brownie points to earn back from this little trip of his. He owed her big. John got of the plane and wandered around the airport, he needed to get a taxi but first he had to find a phone book and locate this Thomas Doyle. It was October 29th and he knew he only had a few days before he had to fly back to California. John found a payphone and used a phone book to call a taxi, then he grabbed his suitcase and duffle bag and headed outside to the parking lot. He watched all the people around him, all the happy families and loving couples. He longed for that, he needed to be with Molly to make it official. He wasn't going to end up like his mother. He wasn't going to let himself. After waiting for about fifteen minutes his taxi arrived and he gave the driver the address from the phone book.
Kara stood in front of her bathroom mirror and looked at herself. She looked overworked which was fitting since she was. She turned the sink faucet on and splashed some cold water on her face. Already 7:00, the days had been flying by lately with preparations for her son's birthday. Thom came up to the bathroom door and knocked, "Hun, I need to get in there and finish shaving, Stephen just kicked me out of the downstairs bathroom." Kara smirked and opened the door looking at her husband with shaving cream on half of his face. He swooped in to kiss her but she sideswiped his advance and yelped, "Not until you wash that off!" He laughed and went to the sink to clean up. "I'm gonna be late coming home tonight, I have to meet someone, its for work." Thom looked at the tiny cut he'd just made and winced. Kara gruffed, "Again, what is this the third time this week. Are you having an affair?" Thom casually responded, "Why yes I am actually, she's a lot hotter than you and a real vixen in bed…." Kara whacked him with a towel as he finished rinsing off his face. "But as good as she is, I don't love her because I already have a gorgeous wife and two semi-normal kids." She laughed and rolled her eyes. Thom dried his face off and gave her a wicked grin, "Now where's that kiss hmm?" Kara backed up against the door and fingered him over to her. He wrapped his arms around her and over-passionately kissed her, growling as he did so. Kara laughed, "Oh ravage me you beast!" They laughed and kissed. Just when things were heating up there was a loud knock on the door which abruptly ended their foraging of each other. Kara flushed as her eldest son hollered through the closed door, "Ma, c'mon I need to get in there, I'm gonna miss the bus if I don't hurry!" Thom grunted as Kara giggled and turned to open the door a crack, just enough to mockingly tell her son, "Thom's still shaving and he needs to get to work. You'll have to go see if your brother's still downstairs in the bathroom." Dan sneered at his mom and huffed off. He needed to get ready and get outta this house. He left his parents to their business and quickly ran downstairs to yet another closed bathroom door. "Stephen! You've been in their forever man, gimme a break bro I need to leave for the bus!" There was no response. Dan dropped his head in frustration and banged on the door, "I'm not leaving till you get your but outta there!" Dan folded his arms and leaned up against the door in annoyance.
Unbeknownst to him, his brother was in the bathroom staring into the fogged up mirror. Stephen had a dark expression on his face. He'd been feeling very strange lately, having bad dreams and hallucinations. His birthday was in two days, on Halloween. He hoped this year, he and his brother could convince their parents to let him go out trick or treating. They'd never let him before but he was older now. "Damnit Stephen open up!!" Dan yelled through the door releasing Stephen from his daze. He jumped of his kiddie stool and opened the door to see his very perturbed brother glaring down at him. "Out. Now" Dan motioned for his brother to move and Stephen did so and smiled, "Morning Danny!" "Don't call me that man" Dan whined. Stephen trotted laughing, "Fine, morning poophead!" Dan rolled is eyes and slammed the door shut. He ran some gel through his blonde hair and checked his face for any new zits. Then he drooped his face and became serious. He opened up the medicine cabinet and pulled out a razor. He rolled up his sleeves revealing many scars, old and new. He slid the razor into his arm and winced in pain. Then he felt relief and cleaned up his fresh wound. He smiled into the mirror and quietly spoke to himself, "Well, time to put my mask back on." He pulled his sleeves back down to his hands covering his damaged arms, then he strolled out of the bathroom.
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John got out of the cab and paid the driver who then drove off, leaving him standing in front of a reasonably average suburban house. He walked up through the lawn and tripped over an action figure. "heh, kids." John reached the door just as a young teenage boy about 17 ran out the door, "I gotta go I'm already running late, love you guys!" He bumped into John and looked at him suspiciously, "Can I help you?" John clutched his bags and replied to the youth," Yeah, uh, I'm looking for Thomas Doyle, is he your dad? Is he home its kinda impor" "In the hole" Dan cut him off pointing behind him at the house and continued on. John stood there and watched the kid run to the his bus stop. Weird kid he thought. Just then as he turned around he bumped into a pretty woman with shoulder length straight reddish hair, "Oh! Sorry I uh," John stuttered as Kara gathered herself. "Oh um, hello, is Thom expecting you?" Before he could reply Kara turned and shouted at the still open front door, "Stephen hurry up we gotta get you to school! Thom honey someone's out here to see you!" Kara turned back to John and smiled, "He'll be out in a sec. My names Kara and you are?" "Um, I'm John. John Tate. Has your husband mentioned me at all?" Kara looked back to the house as Stephen trotted out with his back pack and lunchbox. "No, he hasn't mentioned a Mr. Tate. He doesn't talk about work much. Well it was nice meeting you John, if you'll excuse me I have to get this rugrat off to school." John smiled pleasantly as Kara and Stephen walked past him to their car. Stephen looked back at him and gave him a peculiar look. John Looked at him and got a chill. Weird. He looked back at the house and was about to step in when Thom stepped out gulping a mug of coffee and getting out his keys. "Thom Doyle?" John was serious again. Thom looked up at him surprised and replied, "Yes, who are you?" "You said you could tell me what happened to my mother. Laurie Strode." John was dead serious and Thom stood there with a nervous look on his face. He looked over and put on a smile for his waving family driving off, then he turned his gaze back to the man in his yard. "John Tate. We have much to discuss."
TBC
Hey guys soo sorry this chapter didn't have any Michael in it I promise the next one will! I just needed to establish the main players and there are still more to appear! But don't worry Michael is coming home soon and a even have the first murder coming soon.
~Lantern_Lizzard
Chapter 2: Hometowns
Sometimes we try to run from our fears. We make ourselves forget them and we pray they go away. Sometimes we even confront them in hopes of overcoming them. Sometimes our fear holds us back in life and doesn't let go until you accept it. You cannot deny your' fears.
October 31st 1995. Haddonfield Illinois.
"Danny, don't move. I'm coming over there to get you." Kara nervously stood in the shadowy hallway of her house. Her son standing in the doorway across from her merely feet away. The only thing in their way was the dormant body of Michael Myers sprawled out at the bottom of the staircase. Kara was terrified beyond believe having just witnessed her best friend murdered, and finding the bodies of her brother and mother. She knew she had to stay focused though, she had to protect Danny. She had to get her son out of here and away from this killer. She took a shaky step towards her son who was calmly looking up at her, oblivious to the danger at their feet. She stepped right into the grasping distance of Michael's open hand. She set her fire poker down, her only weapon, and reached over to pick Danny up. Just as she had set her son down next to her, Michaels hand crunched around her ankle. She screamed in pain and grabbed the fire poker, smacking him in the hand. She fell back against the door but managed to grab Danny and race out the door just as Michael mechanically sat up. Kara was madly limping across the street to Tommy's house with her son right next to her. She reached the door and banged loudly against it as Michael came towards them. She screamed and frantically clawed at the door with Michael right behind her.
"Oh God! No!"
Kara woke up screaming in a cold sweat, her hands shaking. She jumped as her husband Thomas woke up. "Kara what is it! What's wrong?" She looked at him and around the room, getting her bearings. She looked at the clock, 2:24 A.M. She calmed down and pulled her hair back out of her face. She took a few deep breaths as Thomas flicked on the lamp next to their bed. "It was another nightmare wasn't it. You had another dream about him didn't you." Thomas asked with a stern look on his face. Kara looked up into his eyes and forced a smile, "Always seems to happen this time a year. Holiday jitters I guess." She could see Thom wasn't convinced. She bit her lip and gave him a peck on the cheek, "You worry about me too much, I'm fine. I'm just stressed with Dan in school and Stephens sixth birthday coming up." Thom gently moved a loose strand of auburn hair out of her face, "I suppose so…" Kara pulled the covers back around her and snuggled up to her husband, she was safe and content with her life now. "Lets get some sleep ok, tomorrows a big day." Thom turned the light off and wrapped an arm around Kara while she fell back asleep. He lay there in the dark with his eye open thinking to himself, "Yes, tomorrow IS going to be a big day. For everyone."
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"Sir, we've landed. You can leave your seat now." The stewardess stood over John as he woke up groggily. It had been a long flight and he hadn't slept since he got on that same night. It was now morning though and he was determined to find what he was searching for so he could get home, back to Molly. He knew he would have major brownie points to earn back from this little trip of his. He owed her big. John got of the plane and wandered around the airport, he needed to get a taxi but first he had to find a phone book and locate this Thomas Doyle. It was October 29th and he knew he only had a few days before he had to fly back to California. John found a payphone and used a phone book to call a taxi, then he grabbed his suitcase and duffle bag and headed outside to the parking lot. He watched all the people around him, all the happy families and loving couples. He longed for that, he needed to be with Molly to make it official. He wasn't going to end up like his mother. He wasn't going to let himself. After waiting for about fifteen minutes his taxi arrived and he gave the driver the address from the phone book.
Kara stood in front of her bathroom mirror and looked at herself. She looked overworked which was fitting since she was. She turned the sink faucet on and splashed some cold water on her face. Already 7:00, the days had been flying by lately with preparations for her son's birthday. Thom came up to the bathroom door and knocked, "Hun, I need to get in there and finish shaving, Stephen just kicked me out of the downstairs bathroom." Kara smirked and opened the door looking at her husband with shaving cream on half of his face. He swooped in to kiss her but she sideswiped his advance and yelped, "Not until you wash that off!" He laughed and went to the sink to clean up. "I'm gonna be late coming home tonight, I have to meet someone, its for work." Thom looked at the tiny cut he'd just made and winced. Kara gruffed, "Again, what is this the third time this week. Are you having an affair?" Thom casually responded, "Why yes I am actually, she's a lot hotter than you and a real vixen in bed…." Kara whacked him with a towel as he finished rinsing off his face. "But as good as she is, I don't love her because I already have a gorgeous wife and two semi-normal kids." She laughed and rolled her eyes. Thom dried his face off and gave her a wicked grin, "Now where's that kiss hmm?" Kara backed up against the door and fingered him over to her. He wrapped his arms around her and over-passionately kissed her, growling as he did so. Kara laughed, "Oh ravage me you beast!" They laughed and kissed. Just when things were heating up there was a loud knock on the door which abruptly ended their foraging of each other. Kara flushed as her eldest son hollered through the closed door, "Ma, c'mon I need to get in there, I'm gonna miss the bus if I don't hurry!" Thom grunted as Kara giggled and turned to open the door a crack, just enough to mockingly tell her son, "Thom's still shaving and he needs to get to work. You'll have to go see if your brother's still downstairs in the bathroom." Dan sneered at his mom and huffed off. He needed to get ready and get outta this house. He left his parents to their business and quickly ran downstairs to yet another closed bathroom door. "Stephen! You've been in their forever man, gimme a break bro I need to leave for the bus!" There was no response. Dan dropped his head in frustration and banged on the door, "I'm not leaving till you get your but outta there!" Dan folded his arms and leaned up against the door in annoyance.
Unbeknownst to him, his brother was in the bathroom staring into the fogged up mirror. Stephen had a dark expression on his face. He'd been feeling very strange lately, having bad dreams and hallucinations. His birthday was in two days, on Halloween. He hoped this year, he and his brother could convince their parents to let him go out trick or treating. They'd never let him before but he was older now. "Damnit Stephen open up!!" Dan yelled through the door releasing Stephen from his daze. He jumped of his kiddie stool and opened the door to see his very perturbed brother glaring down at him. "Out. Now" Dan motioned for his brother to move and Stephen did so and smiled, "Morning Danny!" "Don't call me that man" Dan whined. Stephen trotted laughing, "Fine, morning poophead!" Dan rolled is eyes and slammed the door shut. He ran some gel through his blonde hair and checked his face for any new zits. Then he drooped his face and became serious. He opened up the medicine cabinet and pulled out a razor. He rolled up his sleeves revealing many scars, old and new. He slid the razor into his arm and winced in pain. Then he felt relief and cleaned up his fresh wound. He smiled into the mirror and quietly spoke to himself, "Well, time to put my mask back on." He pulled his sleeves back down to his hands covering his damaged arms, then he strolled out of the bathroom.
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John got out of the cab and paid the driver who then drove off, leaving him standing in front of a reasonably average suburban house. He walked up through the lawn and tripped over an action figure. "heh, kids." John reached the door just as a young teenage boy about 17 ran out the door, "I gotta go I'm already running late, love you guys!" He bumped into John and looked at him suspiciously, "Can I help you?" John clutched his bags and replied to the youth," Yeah, uh, I'm looking for Thomas Doyle, is he your dad? Is he home its kinda impor" "In the hole" Dan cut him off pointing behind him at the house and continued on. John stood there and watched the kid run to the his bus stop. Weird kid he thought. Just then as he turned around he bumped into a pretty woman with shoulder length straight reddish hair, "Oh! Sorry I uh," John stuttered as Kara gathered herself. "Oh um, hello, is Thom expecting you?" Before he could reply Kara turned and shouted at the still open front door, "Stephen hurry up we gotta get you to school! Thom honey someone's out here to see you!" Kara turned back to John and smiled, "He'll be out in a sec. My names Kara and you are?" "Um, I'm John. John Tate. Has your husband mentioned me at all?" Kara looked back to the house as Stephen trotted out with his back pack and lunchbox. "No, he hasn't mentioned a Mr. Tate. He doesn't talk about work much. Well it was nice meeting you John, if you'll excuse me I have to get this rugrat off to school." John smiled pleasantly as Kara and Stephen walked past him to their car. Stephen looked back at him and gave him a peculiar look. John Looked at him and got a chill. Weird. He looked back at the house and was about to step in when Thom stepped out gulping a mug of coffee and getting out his keys. "Thom Doyle?" John was serious again. Thom looked up at him surprised and replied, "Yes, who are you?" "You said you could tell me what happened to my mother. Laurie Strode." John was dead serious and Thom stood there with a nervous look on his face. He looked over and put on a smile for his waving family driving off, then he turned his gaze back to the man in his yard. "John Tate. We have much to discuss."
TBC
Hey guys soo sorry this chapter didn't have any Michael in it I promise the next one will! I just needed to establish the main players and there are still more to appear! But don't worry Michael is coming home soon and a even have the first murder coming soon.
~Lantern_Lizzard