9

I could hear a rapid thumping in my head. The noise was so close. I peeked my eyes open and through my screaming I see my hand hitting the table hard and fast. That's it, that's what brought me back to reality. I feel his hand on my lower back and his other hand curling around my banging hand to stop it.

Everything hurt and it was a pain I had never felt before. I feel Michael's body moving back and pushing back in once more causing me to yell out more. Oh god please kill me, let this be over. He was moving in slow, long strokes and it caused the pain to ignite in larger bursts. All I could do is stare at his hand that's curled into mine. When he pushes in hard suddenly, I cry out and his hands curls tighter around my hand as if to soothe me or to ease my pain. But nothing helped. I suddenly feel the weight of his chest on my back and I hear his thick pants as he keeps moving, giving my body no time to adjust to the violent intrusion he has just caused to it.

"Please, Michael." I whimper out, my tone broken. He starts to increase speed and I cry out even more. I wanted my mom, anyone to help me. My legs are numb, do I even have legs right now. All I can hear is his ragged panting increase as he continues with his new speed. I'm panting hard and fast trying to make sense of it all. I see him in my mind. A young blonde-haired kid smiling at me. He's waving at me and happy to see me. I see us both, meeting on the playground and sitting by each other lunch. He's showing me his new mask and I'm smiling in utter happiness. We're walking down the road hand in hand. The sun shines over us once, and now we're in high school, hands still in each other. His hair's longer and he's smiling at me. I can see him as a rebel in a black jacket with a grey hoody. He has a black nose ring and he's smiling at me with mischief and I smile wide at him. We'd kiss beneath the sun before heading to class.

But all of that is ripped away as I feel him throb inside me suddenly. Something hot fills my stomach it feels. My eyes flutter some as I feel his body weight gone from me. My body just lies limp on the table. But my body is so weak, I'm sliding off the table and heading for the floor. But I'm caught and slowly, I feel my body being lied on the ground and I'm just staring up at him as he hovers over me. He's on his body between my knees. The lights go off and now I see red on the ceiling. Emergency lights. Body his head blocks my view and my thoughts. He slowly reached down and takes my hand as he leans in to me. I shut my eyes for a moment, before feeling hair between my finger tips. I let my eyes slowly open and he's so close to me, his hand over mine, pressing it to his cheek as I see blue eyes staring into me.

"I… promise." he whispers ever so gently to me. I remember him promising that when we were kids. I feel his other large hand reach up and slowly stroke my scar. My lips quiver as I feel his bloody hand touch me. I was speechless. I didn't know what any of this meant. I didn't know him anymore. I let out a painful gasp as I feel his body push into mine, the head of his cock finding its way back inside my wounded opening. I feel him continue to push in and out in and out. His hand never left my face and he refused to let my hand go. My body felt completely numb as I felt his movements quicken once more. His deep, dark pants danced in mind as my head fell back and more painful sounds escaped me.

My mind was becoming foggy and I thought I would pass out. But I feel Michael's hand move from my scar and grip my neck suddenly and now I was alert again. I made a feeble attempt to try and push him off, fight back against him, but he just held both my hands down and continued thrusting harder and faster. His movements were precise and focused, as if each threat had a purpose. I feel his thumb under my chin, and his fingers over my scar once more as our eyes remained connected.

I didn't even want to know what he was possibly thinking. Maybe he was going to kill me after. Whatever to make this pain stop. I could feel my body stretching as he pushed harder and harder. His face leaned in closer to me and I winced thinking please don't kiss me. He didn't though. He just looked at me studying every inch of my face as he kept moving. What was he thinking, what was behind his eyes? I couldn't see any expressions. I remember seeing a lion at the zoo who was staring at me just like that. I would never know the emotions of a predator. And that's exactly what Michael had become.

Now his moves were becoming violent and ragged and I let out a moan of pain as I feel the pain growing inside me faster.

"IT HURTS!" I screamed out in utter pain and once again I feel the hot lava pouring inside my stomach once more as I feel Michael thrust one more time and hold himself inside me. I cried uncontrollably feeling my brain growing fuzzy and white and now my world was going dark. I hoped I did not wake up.

Now there's soft beeping in my head. I wonder what it was.

Normal POV

Sam Loomis found his back shoved against with Leigh's hands gripped so hard in his collar, his hands turned white.

"You son of bitch! This is all your fault! How could you let her be alone with that animal!" he snapped. Sam tried his best to pry the officer's hands from him.

"I didn't think he would ever express violence toward her." he said ripping Leigh's hands off him and straightening up his coat up. Leigh shook his head pacing some.

"Didn't think? He killed his own sister. You thought his friend was going to be the exception?" he asked as if the doctor was stupid.

"Yes! For years he's shown no signs of wanting to hurt her let alone… rape her." he said. Leigh jumped at him mildly, his jaw tightening as if he was trying to restrain himself. He pointed to the hospital room.

"That girl… she's been through hell. She was just starting to live her life, grow and do what it is young girls do, but you…" he started pointing at Sam who looked away with guilt, "You took that from her. Damnit Loomis she can't… she can't have children she's so ruined. He had raped her three more times before we managed to break those windows."

Sam just shook his head running his hand through his hair in utter horror.

"I didn't think-"

"You underestimated him. You underestimated a predator and he got the best of you. Whatever his plan was, he succeeded. Not only is he a murderer, but he's a sexual predator and you didn't know it." Leigh said with anger moving over to look at the unconscious girl in the white bed with scars on her arms. He just closed his eyes tight.

"I watched that girl grow up. She should have stayed away." he said sadly. Sam just looked down and sighed.

"The board is looking for other hospitals to put him to live out the rest of his life, where I can still monitor him." he said and Leigh looked at him with wide eyes.

"You're still going to be his doctor?" he asked and Sam nodded.

"Yes. Even though this happened… it opens the door to more to him. He's not just a killer like you said. This attack was something he had never done. He never showed interest in something like this before. So I need to find out what's changed." he explained and Leigh shook his head.

"There's nothing to find out. He's a man who has never acted out on sexual desires and he wanted to. So he used the only girl he could until he was ready to strike." he snapped. Sam just stared at the ground still processing everything that had happened. The fact that Michael planned all this, showed he was more intelligent then he led him to believe. "God you're lucky I can't use my gun in a hospital or I'd shoot you myself."

Sam just looked at him with weak and saddened eyes. Leigh was glaring at him when his eyes suddenly softened as he looked past him. Evelyn Deville was speeding down the hall. She was in a beige turtle neck and peach slacks. She was in panic as she saw the two.

"Where is she? Where is she!" she cried out. She had been told what happened and when she saw Sam, her eyes flooded with fury. "You… you did this!" She immediately threw herself at Sam smacking at his face and head. Leigh was behind her pulling her back.

"YOU DID THIS TO MY BABY! SHE TRUSTED YOU!" she was making a scene and Leigh didn't blame her. She was screaming and pawing at Leigh's hands to get them off her. Nurses and doctors watched and Sam backed away.

"Evelyn, Evelyn stop!" he commanded but she just screamed out.

"GET OUT OF HERE! GET AWAY FROM US! LEAVE!" she screamed more as Leigh turned her face him, and he hugged her tight as she sobbed into his uniform. Sam just stared in sadness as he began to back away from the two. Slowly he turned around and left his head tilted down in defeat.

Kyr's POV

I stared up at the ceiling as I listened to Leigh and Dr. Loomis speak. They weren't exactly being quiet. Tears fell off the side of my face as I couldn't believe what they had said. I gave him life even though he took it from me. I closed my eyes feeling relieved that I survived and the pain was gone. The door slowly opened and I could see the sheer pain on my mom's face. But I was so happy to see her.

"Mom I'm sorry." I cried and she shook her head.

"No. No. No baby. It's not your fault." she said moving over to me and I raised my arms and she just moved into the bed and wrapped her arms around me and we cried into one another. She was right all along.

Michael was gone. He was gone that night he killed his family.

Author's Notes

So here's an update. Now from the old fanfic, I was going to have Kyra remain in high school, her relationship with her mother still broken. Michael had escaped the hospital and she had met him at her home where her mom was going to be dead. My original plan was to have him chain her there while he stalked and killed her high school bullies with of course other things happening in between. But I think I am going to let Kyra grow up and be in college for the other stuff to happen. Some of her friends will be there with a new love interest and what not. I think high school is a bit cliché in some slasher films and college may be a bigger hunting ground for Michael. Update coming soon.