She paused, staring at him while she placed the letter on the table beside his knife. "So, you can speak. I remember reading somewhere you couldn't."
"I just choose not to." He started walking into the kitchen that was to the right, picking up the knife as he did, Lorelei followed him.
"And here you are, talking to me, don't I feel honored." She joked and heard a huff come from the man as he leaned against the countertop.
"For someone to be claimed as so evil with no sense of life or death or right or wrong, your pretty... calm." Lorelei hopped up on the counter in the middle of the kitchen.
He rolled his eyes. "You are the first to not scream and run from me, like a normal person would of."
"Well, I clearly am not normal."
"It shows."
Lorelei then moved her focus to a window, seeing the shadows of the trees outside sway to the breeze. Michael continued to stare in her direction.
"Your next move?"
She looked back at the masked man, thinking as he waited patiently. "We wait till morning breaks, that'll be our next plan."
He tilted his head curiously. "We?"
"That is if you want to tag along?" She hopped down off the counter and approached him, he watched her, she was shorter than him by a foot. "Two killers working together? Haddonfield will lose their minds, unless you want to be that lone wolf."
He didn't respond, looking through her eyes as she looked back up into his. He stood off the countertop, then nods.
"It's settled then, since tomorrow is a Thursday, by morning, I'll put you in charge of getting a vehicle, and I'll handle the rest, because we're going back to school." She grinned, Michael's head once again, tilted questionably.
Lorelei had slept throughout the night for time to pass faster, Michael on the other hand, had stayed up to watch over the house and made sure no one broke in and worked on getting and picking out that vehicle, it being night, he could easily steal it. He would time to time watch Lorey sleep then go about his business. After being locked up for 15 years at a young age, every movement, every sound, every human interaction, made him observe with interest. Eager to see her in action.
Morning rises, Lorelei sat up from the couch with a stretch, she then looked to her side and shrieked seeing that almost too human creepy white mask of Michael's standing at the end of the couch.
"Damn Mike, give someone a stroke why don't you." She stood up popping some of her joints and made her way to the hallway, Michael following. "Not sure of the time, best we get to the school anyway, you driving?" She heads for the door as he nodded. She opened the door and took a look around. "Quick, before we get spotted." She makes a run for a van that Michael had gotten that night. Getting in way before he had, making fast steps as he gets in the driver's seat, setting his knife beside him as he starts the van and drives off.
"You don't run very much, do you?" She looked at him, he kept his eyes forward.
"I can't." He simply replied, as he turned not bothering to use a turn signal.
"Can't what? Run?"
He nodded. "A disorder, disables me from moving when I sit or stand."
"Never heard of it. So, you can walk and such but limits you for a certain time till you can move again?"
He nodded. "Doesn't hold me back when I fight."
"Good to know." Lorelei sat back in the seat, waiting until they arrived at the school.
As Michael was pulling in, many of the kids were arriving and heading inside.
"This is good, school hasn't started. Head toward the back, that's where I'll need to make my entry."
Michael following her instructions, took a road leading to the backdoors of the building. Then pulled up in a parking spot close by.
"I'll be in and out in a few seconds, I'll be receiving my weapon here. Be ready to leave once I come back." She got out the van, and casually headed to the doors.
Michael watched her, wondering what possible tool would be in a school of all places to get her ideal weapon. His knife he can find commonly anywhere in any store or household. Nonetheless, he kept the van ready.
Lorelei strode right up to the doors and walked in, looking around and saw no one around, there were two rooms on each side, this was the art class area, she went to the room on the left, she had this class when she was still in school. No one was in the room yet, not even the teacher, even if there was, she'd still get what she came for. Scanning the room she finds it, a guillotine paper cutter, going over and pulling it off the counter, she grabs the handle and lifted it up and starts to tug and pull. It was bolted on the end and was no way she'll be able to unbolt it, she just had to break it.
As she was just starting to make some progress, there were the click clacking of high heels.
"Hey! Who are you? What are you even doing?" Called a women's voice.
Lorelei paused as she looked back, it was the teacher, standing in the doorway looking at her. She just went back to getting the handle off. "Stay back unless you want to get hurt."
The teacher walked further in and stops again. "Lorelei? Wha-What on earth had happened to you...?"
"Maybe if the school wasn't against me, I wouldn't have turned out this way." She was getting the bolt to loosened now.
"Okay that's enough stop!" She came over and tried pulling Lorelei away from the paper cutter. "I will get the cops!"
"Let go of me bitch!" Lorey struggled in her arms, pushing her off only to be grabbed again. With one kick to the base of the cutter, she broke off the blade handle then swung it. Blood splatter hitting her mask and clothing, slicing right across her teacher's throat, watching as she choked on her own blood and holding her neck, stumbling back against a table then falling to the floor. Lorelei left her to bleed out and carried out her prize, her first kill being a teacher she thought she liked. Too bad it wasn't Elsie, if the teacher hadn't shown up that is.
She quickly went out the same way she came in, when Michael saw her come out, he turned on the van. "Let's go before they find the body!" She jumped in and slammed the door, setting her blade in the floorboard as Michael sped off. Lorelei took a moment to catch her breath.
"That couldn't have gone, any smoother..." She sighed. Michael glanced in her direction.
"Teacher walked in, I took care of it."
He gave a nod and focused back on the road.
"Now, time to come up with a game plan to get to Elsie, and that wretched father of hers." She ran her finger across the blade of her weapon, feeling it's sharpness. "Think it's about time I get my payback after all those years..."
Michael listens but doesn't speak, heading back to his home.
Once back at the house, Michael had parked the van off away from the house and on the other side of the road to not show any signs of someone occupying. As the two were about to exit, Lorelei paused looking out the driver's window, when Michael was about to get up, she put her hand on his chest making him sit back down.
"Wait." She said as he looked down at her hand, then at her confused.
"I just saw someone walk by a window upstairs..." She looked at him, he looked right back at her. Both having the same thought, both grabbed their weapons before exiting the van, heading to the house.
"Least I get to break this baby in." She swung her handle blade a few times.
Both killers go up the porch steps and inside, quietly, listening for the trespassers inside Michael's home.
"Who would even break in during the daytime? Either a bunch of school skipping teens or hoodlums." She whispered.
"Either one, they won't be walking out of here." Michael spoke lowly as he and Lorelei split up to search the house.
She searched the downstairs as he checked the upstairs, the two to figure out how many are in the house.
Michael silently walked the wooden floorboards, knife clutched tightly at his side, checking each room with caution, he knew someone had to be up here, Lorelei saw someone in the window, he should have asked which one, but he'd find them anyway. Hearing some voices where Judith's room was, he headed there, peering inside through the half-closed door, he saw a man and a woman, looked like a couple of explorers, nosing around where they shouldn't belong.
"This looks to be his old sister's room." The man spoke.
"You think it's smart to even be in this house? Knowing Michael escaped? He could still be living in here to hide?" The women said, she seemed more on edge then he was. "He could be watching us right now."
"Oh, come on shut up." The man snapped. "We're just here to see if there's anything good to take and get some cash. Especially it coming from the Myers house? It'll be a good buck."
Ah, so a bunch of looters, one things for sure, no one is taking anything from his house. He waits for the right time. He watched as the man went to a closet to look around as the woman went toward the door. Michael swiftly moved behind it, soon as she came out, he grabbed her from behind, hand over her mouth to keep her quiet as he plunged the knife through her back and out her chest, she gasped and choked out in attempt to scream, falling limp to the floor. Looking down at her lifeless form, he looked back in the room she came from, and walked on in, the man oblivious of what just occurred, he waltzes right up to the man from behind, who seemed to have felt his shadow over him.
"Find anything Carol?" He called as he stood up, dusting his hands before turning around. Suddenly feeling Michael's hand grab his throat and push him against the wall inside the closet. And fought and kicked at his attacker, he managed to kick Michael in the chest, but it didn't faze him, earning a jab right through the jugular, blood flowing from his mouth and nose and started to shake, before going still. Michael drops him, tilting his head as he observed his fresh kill. He moved back to the woman outside the room and drags her back in to throw her in the closet with her partner and closed the closet doors.
Lorelei however, she was watching this guy scrounge around the living room, looking through drawers, shelves, there wasn't much left in the house since most was already taken and thrown out. She stalked up from behind, weapon at the ready. She raised it up, until the man turned slightly and saw her about to strike him.
"Whoa shit!" He jumped out the way as Lorelei slammed the blade handle down on a coffee table. She walked after him, swinging the blade once again, the man backed up holding his hands out to protect himself, only to bump into Michael, who pushed him to his knees, Lorelei slammed down her blade in both his shoulders then right on his head, pushing him to the floor with her foot. She looked up at Michael, who looked back in her gaze.
"You take care of the rest? How many were there? I only found this guy."
He nodded and held up two fingers.
"Not as many as I thought, just a bunch of looters it seemed." She looked down at the corpse. "Now, where to hide the body?"
Without hesitation he picked up the body by the back of the shirt and dragged it off to dispose. She waits for him to come back, seeing him walk in the room.
"Just to be safe, incase there could be some stowaways, just do a second thorough search."
He gives another nod as he heads back upstairs and she to searched down. After 20 minutes they meet back in the kitchen. "All clear for me. You?"
He gave a thumbs up.
"Good." She nodded and set her weapon on top of the counter. "I think it time to now discuss the attack on Elsie and her father. While we got some peace."
Michael stared then tilts his head.
"I say, we stalk and observe, I want Elsie taken out first, but not her father, just yet... I want to make him suffer a little over his daughter's death before he meets his." She grinned wickedly. She'll be having fun with, too much fun. And Michael was all for it.