Chapter 4: Michael Draws First Blood
Michael Myers stood staring at Nick and Courtney, holding his knife at his side.
"Hey, Michael. You wanna have a threesome?" Courtney joked.
Michael just continued to stare at Nick and Courtney, tilting his head to the side.
"Courtney, stop flirting with that knife-wielding boogeyman and run. Run, bitch, run!" Nick shouted.
"I'm not a bitch. I'm a cunt. There's a difference, I think," Courtney said.
"Stop talking and just ran past Michael. Save your tits, ass, and vagina before Michael slices them off," Nick pleaded.
"Okay. You don't have to tell me twice," Courtney said.
Courtney stepped forward and eased past Michael. Then she disappeared out of sight. Nick could hear her running through the hallway, and then he heard the sound of her running down the stairs.
"Alright, you psychotic piece of shit. It's time for some karate," Nick said.
Nick charged at Michael and then lifted his leg to kick Michael, but Michael wasn't having any of that. Michael grabbed Nick's leg before his leg connected with Michael's body. Michael then squeezed Nick's leg, cracking it. The sound of bone breaking could be heard in the room.
Nick fell down, and brought his hand to his leg. He was in severe pain and could not move his leg.
"You bastard!" Nick shouted.
Michael walked over to where Nick was laying, and lifted his knife. He then knelt down beside Nick, the knife raised.
"I'm coming to join you, Grandma," Nick said, tears streaming down his face.
Michael brought his knife down on Nick's chest. The blade entered Nick's chest, blood squirting out all over Nick's shirt as he died.
Michael took the knife out of Nick's chest and stood up, blood dripping from the knife. He looked down at Nick's corpse, admiring his handiwork. The Halloween Massacre was just beginning.