He is unfeeling,
unremorseful,
unstoppable,
and unkillable!
He is Michael Myers! And he has come to kill!
Here it is! The finale chapter of my little fanfic! Will Ukyo die? Who will see morning again? What will the final outcome be? Will they finally kill Michael Myers ONCE AND FOR ALL?! Let's find out!
And now, without further ado, I give you . . .
Chapter 4: Finale!-Ukyo's Stand.
The car came up to the restaurant and stopped. Shampoo saw it first, the wind beginning to blow through her long purple hair and chilling her through her usual reddish pink outfit. The doors opened, and Sheriff Mina and Dr. Loomis emerged.
"He butchered half the police. We're not sure where he is now," Loomis said. Then he looked through the group and realized someone was missing, someone important. "Where's Ukyo?!" he cried. The others blinked and looked around, realizing for the first time that Ukyo had left.
"She must have gone inside," Kodachi said. It was the only reasonable explanation.
"Is there another way into this place?" Loomis demanded.
"Of course there is, why do you a . . .," Ranma started, then realized exactly what he was saying. They'd been waiting for Michael out front. No one was guarding the back! They whirled and threw open the door, Akane hitting the lights. Ukyo was in the kitchen on her knees, her head pointed to the ceiling. Michael was in front of her, knife raised for the kill. Without waiting, Loomis pulled his sidearm out and fired on Michael thrice, knocking him away.
"What?" Ukyo said, coming to her senses. She dove away and got to her feet, dashing to her friends. Akane and Nabiki saw Kasumi's body at the bar, and their grief compounded.
"We have to get out of here," Mina said calmly. "I've signaled all remaining cops to take up positions two blocks down. We'll finish him off there."
"I don't think we can," Shampoo said lightly, staring in awe at the corpses in the building. Then Michael rose yet again and marched forward. The group dashed out and away. As they ran, Azusa turned to Ukyo.
"What did you think you were doing in there, anyway?" she asked.
"I don't know. My mind just sort of seized up in terror," Ukyo replied. It was the honest truth. They dashed all the way to where the remaining cops lay in wait, and then they noticed that Happosai wasn't with them.
Michael came up to the door of the restaurant, where Happosai was waiting.
"There's only room enough in this town for one source of all evil, and I have the home front advantage, buster. Your murderous spree ends here and now!" Happosai cried out his challenge. Michael looked at the little man who stood against him. Happosai summoned his full battle aura. No holding back this time. Michael was unmoved by the display. Happosai unleashed his power and the doorway was smashed to pieces, Myers sent to the ground.
"Nothing could have lived through that," Happosai said to himself as he caught his breath. Then, to his horror, Michael rose. Happosai tried to muster up some energy for another attack, but Michael moved quickly, ramming his knife into the little man's side. He grunted in pain as Michael rose his knife to the side, and then swung hard through Happosai's neck, half beheading him. Then Michael got to his feet and walked off after his primary prey.
Ranma, Ukyo, and Loomis stood a clear three feet from the cops. There had been no sign of Happosai for several minutes. The time was 4:32, and night was approaching. They stared into the distance, looking for any sign at all of Happy, but none appeared. Then Michael appeared at the end of the road. The threesome looked onward, and knew what had become of Happosai.
"He actually got the old freak," Ranma breathed, "Didn't think it could be done."
"If Happosai couldn't stop him, what will?" asked Ukyo.
"I've wondered that for years," said Loomis, pulling his gun out again. He quickly fired two rounds at Michael, which didn't even seem to get his attention. He moved forward, raising his knife menacingly.
"Charge!" a voice cried, and a mailbox suddenly came storming out of nowhere right into Michael, knocking him over. A head boasting long brown hair and a blue ribbon popped out of the top and said, "I won't let you scratch a hair on my dear, dear Ukyo!"
"Tsubasa, get away from him!" Ukyo cried. Tsubasa Kurenai pulled himself out of the mailbox. He wore, as usual, a girl's white and brown school dress. His blue eyes stared at Ukyo from the distance.
"What do you mean, Ukyo?" he asked in his high pitched, feminine voice. Before he got an answer, Michael rose yet again, and thrust his knife into the base of Tsubasa's neck, killing him. Ukyo gasped, and Loomis fired again.
"Go, run!" he told the two, and they dashed back. Michael kept coming, and Loomis fired twice more, barely slowing the killer. Michael closed the distance between him and Loomis, and Loomis emptied the last two bullets into him. Michael was hardly swayed, and ran the knife through Loomis's chest. Loomis collapsed to the ground, and the cops opened up with their weapons, sending Michael to the ground. Ranma ran over to get Loomis, but Loomis looked up at him with glazed eyes.
"Is he . . . ?" Loomis asked.
"Not yet," Ranma told him. Loomis started to grow cold.
"Promise me, promise you'll see it finished. That you'll see him dead," Loomis begged him. He began to feel himself go slack. Ranma took his hand.
"In my father's name, it will be done," Ranma swore, and Dr. Loomis went completely limp and still. Leaving him where he was for the moment, he dashed back to the others, and scooped up a shotgun. Akane, Nabiki, Azusa, Kodachi, and Shampoo did so as well. Michael was still laying on the ground, but everyone knew he wasn't out yet. Ukyo watched from a little ways back.
She had always thought of Tsubasa as a pest, and wished he would just give up and go away. 'He must have heard about what happened to Principal Kuno and followed us ever since, not knowing the real danger,' she thought. She never wanted him dead, but now he was. And then she heard the shuffling, and Michael rose again. A line ran through her head from the film The Terminator.
"And he absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead!" For her, it was true, Michael would never stop until he'd killed her. And she'd already lost so many friends tonight. And so many more had died so needlessly. Guns and shotguns went off loudly, all aimed for Michael. She heard her surviving friends calling out that each shot was for someone they had lost that night - Mikado, Genma, Kasumi, Mousse, Cologne, Happosai, Mr. Kuonji, Soun, Tatewaki, Principal Kuno, Tsubasa. All had died today, because of her.
"Die, damn you, die!" Akane screamed. Ukyo watched as Michael fell yet again. But it was only a matter of time before he rose once more. Another line, from Star Trek II this time, came to mind.
"The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one." She glanced at her watch. It was 5:16. She'd been running for hours, and as she stood up, she decided he could have her, on her terms. Pulling the giant spatula off her back, she moved to the nearest cop. He was watching Michael, not her. She swung the spatula hard and knocked him right out. She dropped the spatula and went through the cop's things, taking only his car keys. She'd been training on an automatic shift lately, so it wouldn't be hard.
"What it take anyway? Act of God?" Shampoo cried as Michael started to pull himself up once again.
"Just about," Azusa agreed completely.
"One would be really good about now!" Nabiki added. Ukyo climbed into the patrol car and took a quick look. 'Full automatic shift, perfect!' she thought. She buckled herself in, and closed the door. Quickly sifting through the keys, she popped the right one into the keyhole and started the car. The car revved up and she turned it in Michael's direction.
"Heads up, asshole!" she said aloud. Michael glanced up, and Ukyo shifted into drive and pushed down on the gas. The car lurched forward, and Michael jumped on the side as it sped away.
"That was Ukyo!" Ranma exclaimed.
"Everybody grab a car! We got to go after them!" Sheriff Mina screamed. The wind rustled her medium length red hair. They all got in one car or another and they all drove off after Ukyo and Myers.
Meanwhile, Ukyo sped the car down the road in a south-southeast direction, to the cliffs overlooking the ocean. As she passed through a more crowded area, she flipped on the siren and roof lights, warning others to stay away. Michael clung to the side of the vehicle, one hand trying to get through the window between him and her. Finally at the three mile mark, he rammed his fist through the window, shattering it. He reached his hand in and grabbed Ukyo by her collar. She let out a scream and slammed her foot on the break while twisting the wheel sideways, skidding to a halt, Michael flying off the car onto the road about twelve feet away.
Ukyo looked at the still form, and took a deep breath while unbuckling herself. She fell back on the seat, exhausted. She reached her hand up and switched the lights and siren off. She glanced back and saw Michael get to his feet.
"Son of a bitch!" she cussed. She shifted to reverse and backed the car until it was pointed straight at Myers again, and then shifted back to drive. "Die!" she screamed, and floored the gas pedal. As the car got close, Michael jumped up and at her, his hand going clean through the windshield. The hand reached towards Ukyo, but this time she ignored it.
She kept going straight all the way up the cliff and didn't stop. The guardrail loomed up, and Ukyo headed right to it. The hand finally reached up and grabbed Ukyo's cleavage in an iron grip. But by that point it didn't matter. They reached the cliff top, and barreled through the guardrail at top speed and off the cliff. Michael fell away from the car towards the ocean, the car right above him. He hit the water first, and the car came down on top of him.
A few moments later the other police cars got there, and the whole remaining gang with the cops jumped out and raced up to the broken railing, just in time to see the last vestiges of the car sink below the water.
"Ukyo!" the teens screamed out.
"Uh, could you guys perhaps, help me?" Ukyo's voice came to them from directly below. They glanced down and saw her clinging to two of her trademark spatulas that she had rammed into the cliff face.
"Uuchan! You're alive!" Ranma cried, using his old childhood nickname for her freely.
"You made it, Spatula Girl," Shampoo used her own nickname for Ukyo freely, too. Kodachi reached into her leotard and pulled her ribbon from places unbidden.
"Catch!" Kodachi called, and twirled the ribbon down to Ukyo. Ukyo raised her arm, allowing the ribbon to snag around it, and began to scale the face upward, her friends helping to pull her up on the ribbon. She was back on the top in only a few moments. Sheriff Mina looked down on the waves and then turned to a nearby officer.
"Any sign of him?" she asked.
"Nothing. He's probably crushed under the car. We'll have to drag the area," the cop responded.
"Do it," Mina ordered, and turned to lead the teens away.
"You got him, Ukyo!" Azusa congratulated her.
"Yeah, you nailed him," Nabiki agreed.
"One in a million!" Akane added.
"I hope so," Ranma said quietly, "I really hope so."
Epilogue: New Paths.
Tokyo Grave Yard, November 14th.
Ranma, Akane, Nabiki, Kodachi, Azusa, Shampoo, Soun, and Ukyo looked at the line of fresh graves before them. Friends and family both were buried there now, and the events of two weeks ago had left an open wound in all their hearts. The girls all wore black dresses, the men black suits, a cast on Soun's right arm from the impact through the kitchen wall.
There had been no sign of Myers body, but the car had sunk to the bottom of the water and then another two feet into the mud, so they all figured he was buried under the sea for all time.
Ukyo knelt down in front of the grave belonging to her father, a bundle of roses in her arms. The others had done the same for their family members and Ryoga, Mikado and Happosai.
"Hi, Dad," she said tentatively, "I suppose you know about the restaurant and everything. We just didn't feel safe there anymore. We're headed up to the mountains for a while to sort things out. I hope you understand." She leaned forward and placed the flowers on the grave, and noticed a small piece of paper lying next to the tombstone. She picked it up, read it, and began to shake violently in terror.
"What is it, Ukyo?" Akane asked. But Ukyo was too busy shaking to answer. Ranma moved forward and scooped the paper out of her hands and glanced over the message. His face went immediately pale.
"Well, what's it say?" Kodachi softly pushed.
Ranma quietly said, "It says, 'Next year, Cousin.'"
Never The End.
And that is that! I can already feel the flames coming in! But hey, Mike's taken worse and bounced back for more, so it's unlikely this would do the trick. Besides, surely he knows how to swim! And like I said before, I think this old bird holds up rather nicely. What do you think? Review, please!
