February 15, 2018, 7:34 a.m.
Europe, Romania
Village in The Middle of Nowhere…
Michael stood face-to-face with The Symbol of God to The people of this village. Or so he believed. He wasn't expecting…this. Well, to be honest, he wasn't sure what to expect for the Mother Miranda Figure. But now, she was standing in front of him. Just behind the church. Just up the hill was a small cemetery with a metal fence around it. Michael was silent towards Mother Miranda. He didn't say a word or showed any signs of fear, but also no hostility.
"I see you don't have any interest in attacking me, Mr. Myers." Mother Miranda said with a small chuckle under her breath. To be fair and honest, Michael wasn't feeling bloodlust at the moment so he was fine with not killing anyone. For the time being, at least.
"Has the urge to kill washed off? Hmm, I was hoping to see what more you were capable of, Mr. Myers." Mother Miranda said as she circled Michael very closely. Michael didn't move except to watch her as she walked around him. Her wings on her back were folded and tucked down beneath her back.
The mysterious woman walked behind Michael. And while doing it, she brushed her hand on his shoulder, slowly moving towards his mask. Michael simply stood his ground. He wasn't scared of her. He wasn't afraid of anything. Mother Miranda stroked Michael's cheek or at least the left side of his mask. She stopped on the side of Michael. She then gently took Michael's arm and lifted it up closer. She caressed his arm. Michael simply turned his head slowly towards her. Not taking his eyes off her for one second. Not even daring to blink either.
"A strong muscle build, Mr. Myers." Mother Miranda said. She was still talking in her calm and gentle voice. Michael wasn't the least bit intimidated. Mother Miranda then pulled Michael's sleeve up and saw the few scars on his right arm. She caressed his right arm, carefully examining the scars. Scars of battles have much to tell. Each one has a story of its own. From what she could tell, a few of his scars were from knives. And the scars went pretty deep. Though his skin looked rough, it actually felt smooth somehow. It felt like she was touching the smoothness of a mirror yet as Soft as Cotton. Mother Miranda seemed to be caught rubbing the man's arm for an extended period of time. Michael just let her do it, since angering her would only draw too much attention.
Mother Miranda then simply let go of Michael's arm. She then put her hand on Michael's side. Gently caressing his side. Michael was confused now. Why was she caressing his arm? Forget his arm, why was she caressing his side? Was she being flirty or was she simply examining him for something in the future?
Mother Miranda was feeling for Scars. Sometimes, scars could be felt if touched right. But for Mother Miranda, her feeling of touch is higher than a normal human's. She could feel scars even if they were covered by clothes. She could feel many scars all across his body. Some were smaller than most, many were large. A lot of the smaller scars were from bullet wounds, the large ones were probably from large knives, ax wounds, one felt like he was stabbed straight through his gut to his back.
"My, my, Mr. Myers, you've certainly had your fair share of battles." Mother Miranda said. Michael was starting to get a little annoyed from her calling him "Mr. Myers". But he's been called worse. And you'd think he would be just fine with the name. He probably could, but he might have to get used to it. Plus, how could she tell he had scars? Could she feel them? Like, how does that work?
Michael remembered he still had the sledgehammer in his left hand. He doesn't plan to use it. At least on Mother Miranda.
Mother Miranda then moved her hand up to Michael's chest. She then placed it right above where his heart was. It beats so softly. Miranda could feel that his blood was very different from any other human she had experimented with or encountered before. It almost felt like his blood was Special. And perhaps a future Vessel for Eva.
Michael didn't move except simply hold his ground. Miranda then moved her hand up to Michael's mask. She gently lifted it up just a skosh. Revealing a large scar on the side of his neck. She examined it closely. It looked to be a screwdriver that was stabbed into his neck. It looked old though. Miranda then got her face close to Michael's. She then put her other arm on Michael's chin. Michael was confused a bit. If she pulled the mask up any further, he would intervene.
Then Michael felt something a bit, it went slowly up from his neck to the bottom of his earlobe. Wait….did she just lick him? I mean, it felt good but weird. Michael then felt something tingle on the side of his neck. It felt like a small piece of metal just poked him. He felt a small amount of liquid substance stream down his neck. It was then scooped up, something scratched him along the side of his neck. It didn't really hurt Michael, but it felt tingly.
"Well, Mr. Myers. You are just full of surprises. First, it was that Outpost you obliterated, then you don't even seem bothered from blood loss. How ~interesting." Mother Miranda said with flirt in her last word. Michael then suddenly felt a shiver go down his spine. It felt the same when Dr. Wendy said a word like how Miranda just said it.
"Now, Mr. Myers. I see you are making yourself at home in the village. Fill free to kill whoever you please, except those two young ladies. I need them alive. Anyone and everyone else is yours for the taking." Mother Miranda said with her voice slowly becoming intimidating. Michael was confused. Why was she allowing him to kill whoever he pleased in her Village? Did she not care for them? Whatever the reason was, it didn't matter now. Michael had permission from the leader of the Village to kill whoever he wanted.
"Now Mr. Myers, there are just a few names that you must not harm. The names are Ellena Lupu, Abagail Zuzu, The Duke, The old woman inside the church, Alcina Dimitrescu: Mistress of The Castle, Her daughters, Donna Beneviento, Karl Heisenburg, Salvatore Moreau, and of course last but not least Luiza. These are the names of people who you must not harm during your killing spree. Now go, and kill again." Mother Miranda said as she then turned into a swarm of crows and took off into the air.
Michael watched the crows fly off into the air. Leaving him to ponder his thoughts. So she doesn't want him to kill the people she just listed, huh? Consider it done. But the name Alcina Dimitrescu caught his interest.
Michael then looked towards the massive castle that towered over the Village. Mistress of The Castle, Interesting.
Michael then looked down at the sledgehammer still in hand. His grip tightened on it. He then looked off into the Village. Breathing heavily. He then made his way back towards the more populous section. He pushed the gate open without using his arms. Walking slowly through the village. People were starting to come back outside.
Today was going to be a massacre….His Massacre
A community favorite Crossover
"You have to stop thinking that we're dealing with a normal man here! We're dealing with a soulless killing machine, Driven by pure animal instinct!" Dr. Loomis says as it shows Michael putting on his mask.
Created and Directed by
Frostzilla 2002
"In the arts of life, man invents nothing," Dr. Loomis says as Michael slams his foot down on a villager. Splattering his brains.
Halloween belongs to John Carpenter, Debra Hill, Universal Studios, Blumhouse, Malek Akkad, and Compass International Pictures
"In the arts of Death, He outdoes nature herself," Dr. Loomis said.
Resident Evil belongs to Capcom
"So is he real?" Aaron Korey asks Laurie.
"Who?" Laurie asks.
"The Boogeyman," Aaron says.
OCs belong to Frostzilla 2002
"You don't believe in The Boogeyman?" Laurie said.
"I believe in Michael Myers, a deranged serial killer, but The Boogeyman, no," Aaron said.
A Grasshopper Products Film
"Well, you should."
Red Blood forms the letters of the title
Resident Halloween
House Dimitrescu, 8:10 a.m.
Lady Dimitrescu was in her Chambers. She was sitting in her usual makeup chair. Sitting in front of a mirror and putting makeup on. A maiden entered her door.
"I have brought you some wine, Mistress." She said, she set the tray down on a table and poured a glass of wine. She then handed Lady Dimitrescu the glass.
Lady Dimitrescu took it and took a sip of it.
"Thank you maiden, you are dismissed." Lady Dimitrescu said to the maiden. The maiden then picked up her tray and walked back out the door. Alcina looked at herself in the mirror. She still had her hat on and her tannish brown dress. She had no word from Mother Miranda as of yet. And she wondered if her Mother truly meant what she said.
"You will be the first informed when I find more on Michael Myers." The phrase repeated in her head.
"Does she really mean it?" Alcina thought to herself. That was over fifty minutes ago. Surely she would have reported back to her before then. Unless this Michael Myers truly is difficult to find.
Then the phone began to ring. Alcina picked up the phone and answered it.
"Yes, Mother Miranda?" Alcina said as she put the phone up to her ear.
"Alcina, I met with Michael. As far as I'm concerned, he is dangerous. Far more dangerous than all of us. And it's not just physically, but it's in his blood." Mother Miranda said on the phone.
"Mother Miranda, what do you mean by his blood?" Lady Dimitrescu asked a bit intrigued.
"I've examined his blood and it seems that the humans were right. There is a dark substance inside of him. It's not The Megamycete or The Mold. It's something else. Something that is inhuman. Almost supernatural." Mother Miranda said on the phone to Lady Dimitrescu.
"Something is in his blood? We are all inhuman but what else could possibly be inside of him if it's not The Megamycete or The Mold?" Lady Dimitrescu asked Mother Miranda.
"I'm not sure. But I will continue to research his blood and let you know once I find something. For now, I have more news to share with you." Mother Miranda said.
"Of course, Mother Miranda." Lady Dimitrescu said with more interest in the situation.
"When I spoke with Michael, it would seem he had no sense of speaking. He spoke not a word to me. Nor did he show signs of fear. I believe Humans are right. He is The Essence of Evil. I found the body of Abagail's Uncle in his garage. It wasn't the work of a Lycan. He was stripped of his clothes and his head was….all over the place. I believe Michael Myers was responsible for the death of Abagail's Uncle." Mother Miranda said through the phone.
"Does Abagail know of her Uncle's death?" Lady Dimitrescu asked, a bit concerned for the young woman's well-being.
"She does not. I plan on keeping it that way. For now, I need you to be ready. Michael Myers may enter your Castle at any given time." Mother Miranda said.
"If Michael Myers enters this castle, I will kill him myself." Lady Dimitrescu said in a stern tone.
"No, Alcina. He must not be killed. If he enters your Castle, You will notify me immediately, understood?" Mother Miranda said. Was Mother Miranda crazy?! She just wanted the man to walk around the Castle if he entered?
But she reluctantly said.
"Yes, Mother Miranda,"
"Very Good. Now I must get back to my research. Farewell, Alcina." Mother Miranda said as she hung up the phone.
Alcina hung the phone back up. She looked at herself in the mirror.
"What has this Village become?" Alcina asked.
On the other side of her Chamber Doors. Someone was listening. It was one of the three daughters of Lady Dimitrescu. She had a bit of reddish hair that went down on one side. She wore a black cloak almost like an Assassin's Creed Protagonist. Her name was Daniela Dimitrescu. She put her ear against the door and listened to the entire conversation. She was surprised. Michael Myers? The Boogeyman? The Essence of Evil?
She needed to tell her sisters of this. They would all be surprised to hear about this so-called Boogeyman.
Western Section of The Village, 8:20 a.m.
"John & Cody Carpenter, Daniel Davies - Halloween (2018) - Theme [Extended by Gilles Nuytens]" plays while this part of the story plays.
Michael walked through the Village. Searching for his prey. There were a few children running about. Playing with each other, chasing each other. Michael kept walking around looking for victims. He came by a medium-sized house. His weapon was still his Sledgehammer. The house was on a balcony, stairs led up to the door. Michael walked around the balcony and to the back door just up on a hill. He looked down at the doorknob. He tested to see if it was unlocked. And it was. He opened the door and walked into the house. From what he could hear, there were three people in the house. Michael walked into the kitchen where a middle-aged woman was cooking some food. Michael then held the sledgehammer with both hands. The woman was too busy chopping carrots. Michael started to breathe heavily. The woman could hear something behind her. She turned around only to be met with a sledgehammer to the face. Causing her to be sent to a counter. She leaned on it as she tried to stand on her feet. Her mouth was bleeding from the hammer. Michael then slammed the hammer down on the back of her neck. Snapping her spinal cord, causing her body to fall limp and kill her. Michael then dropped the sledgehammer. He then picked up the large Cleaver knife that was used to chop the carrots. He then walked back through the way he came.
"Hey, honey everything alright?" The husband said as he walked through the kitchen but only to find his wife leaning on the counter, dead. The husband was so shocked that he started stuttering.
He turned around only for his face to be met with a cleaver knife. The knife went diagonally across his face, blood oozed down his face. His eyes had no life in them and soon fell down, slouching against the wall. Michael tilted his head in amusement.
"Hey, Dad, what's all the commotion about?" A younger voice was heard. Probably a teenage girl. She came downstairs and saw her dad, with a cleaver knife in his face. The girl almost screamed but then something cut her off. A strong rope or something wrapped around her throat. A hand moved around her head. Wrapping the rope around her neck.
Then Michael started to pull the rope against the girl's neck. The girl started to choke and gasp for air. She tried to scream but nothing came of it. Then Michael twisted the girl's neck, making a loud snap, her pupils seemed to be looking inside of her, with her eyes all white. Michael then dragged the body upstairs. He then wrapped the end of the rope around the rails. He then dropped the body, letting the body dangle by the rope.
Michael then walked back downstairs. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a Kitchen Knife to be more comfortable. He walked to the backdoor and walked out through the back of the house.
Michael walked along the edge of the Village. Michael wasn't seen yet and a good thing too. He was enjoying himself so far. He walked towards another house. Staying out of sight. Some Villagers walked down through the paths. Not even noticing Michael. Michael walked along the border of a house. It was more of a small barn. He walked around the back. There was an open window. Inside was a few livestock. Pigs made grunts and noises as some slept, some were eating, others were just walking around. Michael stepped through the window. Placing his feet on the thick mud. Michael looked around ominously. The pigs paid the tall man no mind. Michael walked around the pigs, he could hear footsteps upstairs. Michael walked around the corner, around the corner were stairs that led up to the attic. Michael slowly and stealthily made his way up the stairs. When he got to a certain height, he saw a male, middle-aged Farmer in a winter coat. He seemed to be sharpening a cleaver knife for the pigs. Michael walked behind him. His breathing then started to give away his presence.
The farmer turned around and saw The Shape standing just a few feet from him. The farmer reacted quickly as he swung the cleaver knife at Michael. Michael caught the farmer's arm. Michael then stabbed the farmer in the gut. Causing blood to ooze out from the wound. Michael then threw the farmer into a shelf. Michael advanced towards the Farmer as The farmer barely clung to the shelf. Trying to balance himself. The farmer clenched his side to keep himself from blood loss. The farmer then swung the cleaver knife at Michael. But Michael stabbed the farmer in the bottom of the jaw. Causing the farmer to halt and freeze. Michael stared at the body as he tilted his head. The farmer's eyes had no life in them as his pupils got bigger.
Michael jerked his knife out from the farmer's jaw. The body fell limp as it collapsed to the ground. Michael tilted his head from side to side. Staring in amusement at the body. He then grabbed the body by the leg and dragged him downstairs. Michael then dragged the body to the pigs who immediately started to swarm the body. Eating away at the flesh and consuming their owner. Michael once again tilted his head in amusement. Staring in satisfaction. Michael then looked back at the window, he walked away from the pigs as he climbed out of the window. He walked around the barn and into the open. No one was around where he was, so he was in the clear for now. But he wanted one more solid kill.
Michael then saw a large house surrounded by a large gate. The gate had a padlock on it. Michael simply grabbed the padlock and crushed it in his hand. He then pushed the gate open and walked through it. The house was very large compared to the others he had been in. But nowhere near as large as the castle. Michael walked through the snow-filled yard. He came up to the porch and walked up the steps. He then tested the door. It was locked. He then walked around to the other door. Michael then tested the other door. This one was unlocked.
Michael opened the door slowly, entering evermore. He looked around the house but it seemed abandoned. No one seemed to be here. But there was plenty of supplies and food. It was also a good hiding place. He then looked at a piece of paper stapled to the door. It said,
I am keeping this house locked since the owners seemed to have been missing for some time.
-Luiza
So this place was abandoned? Michael didn't know if staying here was such a good idea. The house itself was large and people may stop by here every day. Michael then heard another door open. He walked back to the other door. And left just a crack open. He peaked through it and saw a young man. Probably around eighteen to twenty years of age. He had brown hair, he was around 5' 7". He sat down a bag on his table. He looked around the house. He then walked towards the kitchen. Michael didn't have time to waste with this. Michael then shut the door and walked away from the house. Seems he was right, people visited it every day. Michael then pushed the gate open and shut it behind him. Michael then walked down the street. He looked around for anyone else.
His attention then shifted towards the Castle. Maybe it was time to pay The Mistress of the Castle a visit. Michael then walked towards the castle, which was the direction of the church. He made sure to keep himself hidden from the villagers that straddled around the area.
He then got closer to the castle. He tilted his head in awe. The castle was the largest thing he had ever seen before. But now was no time for awe-struck silence. Michael then continued his way towards the Castle.
If only one could guess what awaits Michael at House Dimitrescu.
Castle Dimitrescu, 5 minutes earlier, 8:15 a.m.
"Bela! Cassandra! Ugh, Where are you guys?!" Daniela shouted as she was in her fly swarm zooming through the hallways. Some of the maids tried to stay out of the way of Daniela's swarm.
"Ingrid!" Daniela said to a maid who was sweeping the floor. She jumped a bit and was caught off guard. She turned towards the swarming flies of Daniela.
"Do you know where Bela and Cassandra are?" Daniela asked the maiden.
"I saw Lady Bela in the kitchen and Lady Cassandra has not yet left her room," Ingrid said nervously.
"Thanks, Ingrid," Daniela said as she dispersed into flies and vanished out of sight. Ingrid let out a sigh of relief and wiped some sweat off her forehead. She then picked her broom up and went back to sweeping.
In the Kitchen…
Bela was enjoying herself with a bottle of Sanguis Virginis. In Latin, it meant "Maiden's Blood". Bela poured herself a glass of blood. She then sat the bottle back into the blood bowl. She was just about to take a sip of it until…
"BELA!" Daniela's voice screamed as she reappeared in her human form right behind Bela. Bela jumped and gasped slightly, making some of the Sanguis Virginis on the stone floor.
"Daniela! Don't do that! Can't you see that I'm trying to enjoy myself?!" Bela said sternly to Daniela as she then took a sip of her Sanguis Virginis.
"Bela, There's something I have to tell you!" Daniela said excitedly as she started to spin around, it almost looked like she was in love.
"Daniela, if this is about another "Manthing Crush", I will splash you with cold water," Bela said to Daniela as Daniela then leaned on the table and got closer to Bela.
"Before I say anything, I need you to come with me to find Cassandra. I have to tell you both about this!" Daniela said excitedly. Bela then looked at Daniela as if she were up to something.
"If it's your new Man crush then I don't want any part of it," Bela said as she took another sip of her wine.
"Bela, This is about more than a simple man crush. Someone has entered the Village and Mother along with Grandma Miranda are talking about him! Can you believe that!?" Daniela said with excitement.
"Wait, Mother is talking about someone? Who?" Bela asked, growing interested in the topic.
"First, help me find Cassandra and I'll tell you," Daniela said as she then dispersed into a cloud of flies.
"Alright, fine," Bela said as she too dispersed into a swarm of flies.
Cassandra's Chambers…
Cassandra was laying on her bed. She had slept in for today, mostly because of last night. She was so tired from the Moroaica, fighting them and just trying to keep them from eating all the Maids that went down in The Dungeon.
She was covered with her blankets. Snoring softly. She was still in her black cloak from yesterday. She was pretty much exhausted from last night.
"CASSANDRA!" A voice came from inside her room. Cassandra's eyes snapped open. It wasn't her Mother's voice, but it was her Sister, Daniela.
Just then a large swarm of flies appeared inside her room. Taking the forms of Daniela and Bela.
"Cassandra, There's something I've gotta tell you!" Daniela said with excitement as she then spun around again.
"Can it wait, Daniela? I need some more sleep." Cassandra moaned from tiredness.
"Cassandra, Mother's talking about someone. With Grandma Miranda." Bela said to Cassandra. Cassandra's eyes then bulged open. She sat up and looked at her sisters.
"Who?" Cassandra asked. A smile grew on Daniela's face.
"I heard a few things about him actually. He's got a nickname called The Boogeyman, then he resembles that of The Essence of Evil. But his real name is Michael Myers," Daniela said to her sisters.
Both of her sisters were a bit puzzled and confused.
"So, you heard Mother talking about this guy, Right? Those were the words she said?" Cassandra asked.
Before Daniela could answer, one of the maids knocked on the door and entered.
"Lady Cassandra, Lady Bela, Lady Daniela, A man has entered the castle!" The maid said with fear.
The sisters turned their attention towards the Maid, she seemed out of breath.
"Who?"
"Book of Boba Fett Main Theme" Plays as the credits roll
Resident Halloween
Director
Frostzilla 2002
Executive Producer
MASTER SERGEANT FANG
Starring
Michael Myers
Chris Hemsworth
Alcina Dimitrescu
Maggie Robertson
Mother Miranda
Michelle Lukes
Daniela Dimitrescu
Nicole Tompkins
Bela Dimitrescu
Bekka Prewitt
Cassandra Dimitrescu
Kristen Bell
Ingrid
Courtenay Taylor
I do not claim ownership of any characters except OCs
Michael Myers belongs to Universal
Resident Evil belongs to Capcom
"Book of Boba Fett Main Theme" Belongs to LucasFilm & Walt Disney
The Boogeyman will return in Episode IV