February 15th, 2018, 8:45 a.m.
Romania, Europe,
Castle Dimitrescu…
Michael couldn't see a thing. All he could see were dark swirls on his face. It's not that the swirls were doing anything to him, it's just that he couldn't see a thing. The laughing never stopped. The sound of women laughing surrounded him in every direction. Some were even a mixture of giggles. Like how some Women giggle at seeing a man. Michael recalled this when Smith's Grove had put on a movie called The Odyssey. He remembered when Odysseus, The Epic Hero of the Story, was stuck on an island with The Goddess, Calypso, he remembered hearing the maids giggling at the sight of Odysseus. Mostly because they hadn't seen a man in a long time. Michael could probably guess that these "Girls", were the same way.
Especially after one of them said he was their Next Mate…whatever that meant.
Michael continued to be dragged on the floor, but then it started to slow down. Things were becoming clearer. The Swirling started to get out of his face. Then Michael fell flat on his back. He was slightly dizzy from everything that had just happened. He could hear the giggles and small laughs of women. He even heard some whispering too, murmurs.
"Mother, I bring you Fresh Prey, and a New Mate," A Feminine voice was heard. It sounded very similar to the one he heard in the lobby. Michael slowly sat up straight on his back. He realized he was in a much smaller room. There was a large bed sitting in the corner of the room, and an open fireplace just diagonally across from him. But what caught Michael by surprise the most, was three women, wearing dark, black cloaks, almost like a character from Assassin's Creed stood over top of him. One had blond hair, another had dark black hair, and the other had a shade of red hair. A Brunette if you will.
Michael also noticed a small group of Maids standing by the bed. Seemingly…giggling when Michael looked in their direction. They huddled close together, seemingly whispering about him, maybe even giggling.
"You are so kind to me, Daughters," An even more familiar voice was heard. Michael turned his attention toward a large woman, wearing a tannish dress with a large hat on top. He could've guessed only one person who would be this large and with that voice.
"Now, let's take a look at him," She rose up on her feet standing at 9' 6" tall. Mistress of The Castle, Lady Dimitrescu, it was. When she turned around, her eyes seemed to slightly widen in surprise.
"Well, Well, Michael Myers, you escaped my little Brother's idiot games, did you?" Lady Dimitrescu said as she took a few steps forward. Michael tilted his head in curiosity. He noticed the girl with black hair was making some expressions at him. But it wasn't threatening or aggressive. No…it looked like she wanted him…she wanted a whole lot of him…
"Let's see how Special you are," Lady Dimitrescu said as she gestured her hands.
"Yes, Mother," Two of the girls next to Lady Dimitrescu said as they walked forward toward Michael. They seemed to be picking him up by the shoulders.
One of them took a deep breath in on Michael's neck. It was the one with reddish hair.
"He smells so good, Mother," She said, giggling at the end. Michael didn't respond and kept his eyes locked on Lady Dimitrescu.
"We'll all get our share, Daniela, but first, a little taste of him, is in order," Lady Dimitrescu said as she walked forward a little more. Then the blond pulled out a knife and was about to cut Michael's palm. But instead. Michael gently pried the knife from the girl's hand. Surprisingly, she let him do it. Michael then held out the palm of his left hand and made a small cut on his palm. There was no sound he gave since it didn't even bother him. Michael then handed the knife back to the blonde. She hesitated for a moment, almost a little surprised. From what Michael could tell, Lady Dimitrescu was a little taken back herself.
Before the blonde could take the knife, the redhead, Also known as Daniela, snatched it out of Michael's hand.
"DANIELA!" The blonde pouted as she tried to get the knife back with Michael in the middle. Bela reached her hand in front of Michael's face, attempting to get the knife back from Daniela. Daniela, however, wasn't allowing it. She pulled back the knife away from Bela's reach. Bela reached over so much that she started floating, her breasts were touching the side of Michael's face. At least the right side of it. Michael simply stood there, unbothered and unfazed. Though, he did let out a sigh of annoyance.
"Bela, Daniela," Lady Dimitrescu said as the two daughters looked back at their mother, hearing the disapproval in her tone.
"Sorry, Mother," They both said in unison. As they calmed down and stopped fighting over each other. Michael then held out his hand so that way, Daniela, wouldn't get all touchy. Lady Dimitrescu chuckled to herself lightly.
"Quite the Gentleman you are, Michael Myers," Lady Dimitrescu said as she took his hand. Her hand was twice the size of his. She had a firm grip on it, then out of oblivion, she started sucking the blood out of the cut in his hand. Michael felt a weird sensation and movement in his left palm. Lady Dimitrescu sucked a little then stopped for a short moment, looking at Michael. Some of his blood was stained on her lips.
"You taste…Divine~," Lady Dimitrescu said quietly. But her daughters heard her loud and clear. The girl on Michael's far right was still giving those weird expressions. Started to lick her lips, even biting her lips as well.
"Does he really Mother?" Bela asked.
"OOH, I want a piece of him!" Daniela pleaded as she took another deep breath in, close to Michael's neck, so close that Michael cocked his head to the side.
Lady Dimitrescu was so…shocked to say the least. Mother Miranda did say that his blood was Special, but after she just tasted it…It was even beyond the Sanguis Virginis…greatly beyond it. She had never tasted blood so…so…well…Divine, Pure, and Limitless. From what she could taste. The blood in his body seemed to refine every minute, and it even regenerated. Whenever there was even the smallest microscopic loss in his blood, it would immediately regenerate, replace, and refine. His whole body was a limitless food source…for The Dimitrescus at least. He would never run out of blood. The only question was…how does it do it?
Lady Dimitrescu snapped out of it as she shook her head to the side and released Michael's arm. Michael examined his hand for a moment. It was slightly tingly, but it would wear off in a few moments. He stretched it a bit, clenching it in and out of a fist.
Daniela got a napkin for her Mother and handed it to her.
"Mother, does he really taste Divine?" Daniela asked her mother as she handed her the napkin. Lady Dimitrescu took it and started to wipe her lips a little.
"It's almost too good to be true," Lady Dimitrescu said.
"What is, Mother?" Bela asked.
"When I started sucking his blood I could taste, new blood being formed. It seems, that this man could be a limitless food source for us," Lady Dimitrescu said. The Daughters seemed extremely excited about this. The other daughter, the one that Michael didn't know the name of, looked like she couldn't take it anymore. She wanted him…and she wanted him now.
Michael looked around from side to side, slowly and ominously.
The maids continued to giggle to themselves. They were still talking about Michael. Michael turned his head toward them and slowly tilted his head at them. Causing them to giggle a little more, he could even see some of them blush.
Lady Dimitrescu and her Daughters noticed this. Slightly growing a bit jealous of the maids getting more attention.
"Maidens, leave us," Lady Dimitrescu said as she gestured her hand for them to leave without looking at them. The Maids didn't want to anger the Mistresses any further so they scurried away to the door as it shut behind them.
Michael turned his attention back to the four Mutant women in front of him. The maids were probably the only Regular Humans in the room, now they're gone.
The black-haired girl then walked up next to her Mother.
"Oooh~ Mother, I don't know if I can contain myself anymore," The Girl said as her body started to quiver with excitement.
"Now, Now, First I must inform Mother Miranda, but later, hmm~ there will be enough for everyone," Lady Dimitrescu said as she walked a little closer to Michael.
Michael tilted his head to the side.
"Bela, Take him to your room, make sure he doesn't leave," Lady Dimitrescu asked her daughter, who was the eldest of the three. She was the blonde, the one that was probably the most mature, calm, and collected of the trio.
"Yes, Mother," Bela said with a naughty smirk on her face.
Cassandra and Daniela crossed their arms in jealousy. Bela noticed and looked at them.
"Don't worry, sisters, I won't have too much fun with him," Bela said as she giggled and turned into a swarm of flies and started to shove Michael out of the room. Michael obliged as he walked with the swarm. The swarm of Flies surrounded Michael, at least the back part of him.
Cassandra and Daniela's faces grew darker. They became both Jealous and a bit disappointed. Mostly because their Mother had chosen Bela out of the three of them.
"I must inform Mother Miranda about this," Lady Dimitrescu said as she walked toward the door, but stopped and looked back at her two daughters.
"You'll get your turn when the time comes," Lady Dimitrescu said.
"Yes, Mother," Her daughters said in unison as Lady Dimitrescu left the room.
Leaving Daniela and Cassandra in the room alone.
Cassandra then started to storm toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Daniela asked.
"I'm not letting Bela have all the fun," Cassandra said.
Daniela stood there not knowing what to do.
Cassandra stopped and looked back at her younger sister.
"Well, are you going to join, or are you gonna sit out," Cassandra said as she turned into a swarm of flies and took off. Daniela thought about it for a moment. Realizing that she could miss out on so much fun.
"Cassandra Wait!" She said as she followed after Cassandra, forming back into a swarm of flies.
A community favorite Crossover
"I met him fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... Evil." Dr. Loomis says as it shows Michael Myers putting his mask on slowly.
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Frostzilla 2002
"Michael Myers is the most dangerous patient I have ever observed." Dr. Loomis says as A young Michael Myers at the age of six stares out a window.
Halloween belongs to John Carpenter, Debra Hill, Universal Studios, Blumhouse, Malek Akkad, and Compass International Pictures
"The darkest souls are not those which choose to exist within the hell of the abyss, but those which choose to move silently among us." Dr. Loomis says as it shows Michael Myers walking among the shadows of a village.
Resident Evil belongs to Capcom
"I prayed every night that he would burn in Hell…But I knew…Hell would not have him…" Dr. Loomis says as Michael stands in front of a massive mob. They all have pitchforks, torches, and guns in their hands.
OCs belong to Frostzilla 2002
"I watched him for fifteen years, sitting in a room, staring at a wall; not seeing the wall, looking past the wall; looking at this night, inhumanly patient, waiting for some secret, silent alarm to trigger him off. Death has come to your little town, Sheriff." Dr. Loomis says.
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"Inside every one of us, there exists a dark side. Most people rise above it, but some are consumed by it. Until there is nothing left, but Pure Evil." Dr. Loomis says as Michael Myers breathes heavily. Staring out the window of a house on the second floor.
Red Blood forms the letters of the title
Resident Halloween
February 15th, 8:47 a.m.
Castle Dimitrescu…
The Swarm of flies guided Michael toward Bela's room. Michael obliged obediently, at least for now. They were down the hallway as some of the Maids had gotten out of the way so Mistress Bela didn't get angered by obstacles. It was a short while before they made it down the end of the hallway. They turned a corner and got to a door. The door opened as Michael was shoved through the door, with the swarm of flies following after. The door was quickly closed afterward.
Michael Myers was now in a room with a decent size bed, a makeup mirror, a dressing rack, a closet, and a tray that had cups of tea on it. The Boogeyman was in the middle of the room, slowly turning his head from side to side to examine the room.
The swarms of flies started to spiral around him, they got quite close to him, so far as to touch him.
"Aw, what's wrong Michael? Can't handle a swarm of flies?" Bela said in a slightly taunting voice but also talked to Michael as if he was a child. Michael stood firm and strong. The Swarm of flies didn't attack him, they just swirled around him. In the midst of that, Bela's face appeared right in front of Michael's. But…
"Oh, come on, You're not even a little afraid of me?" Bela said, losing some of her confidence in trying to intimidate Michael. Michael said nothing beside stare at her.
Bela then got out of her swarm of flies and returned to her humanoid form. Still wearing the black robe. She put her hands on her hips and looked at Michael with slight interest. She gave him the elevator eyes. Michael simply stood there, watching her quite ominously…but interestingly too.
Bela started to circle Michael, examining his body. Just from the looks of it, he's been through quite a lot. Some blood was stained on his mechanic jumpsuit. Even rips and tears on his sleeves. Revealing his smooth, but scared skin. At least on his arm. But it was more than his arm. His entire body was covered with wounds that seemed to have no effect on him. Either that or he was just extremely tolerable about the wounds. But even so…from what her Mother had told her about the wounds and injuries Michael Myers took…no regular human should've survived them. Even Someone such as Mother Miranda would have trouble with such wounds.
Michael watched Bela without moving much. He had his guard up in case she wanted a piece of him. By piece, that meant if she wanted to suck his blood. Michael was currently in a Docile state, he had no intention of killing at the moment. His wounds were healing, but the scars would remain. As were all the injuries he's had in the past…Raccoon City…Battling against Albert Wesker…The Arklay Mansion…Louisiana…The Baker's House…Africa…The Wesker Mansion…China…The Sushestvovanie Island…The Stranded Ship…The Night of 78'. Everything that he had been through…his scars reminded him of all of it. The day he met…Jill Valentine.
Bela started to inch closer to Michael, who quickly took notice of her.
Bela gently grabbed Michael's arm. His right arm had a sleeve on it that was barely clinging together by a few threads. Bela put her hand under his. She held it gently. She started to examine it closely. Her hand slowly moved to his shoulder. Still keeping her hand on his arm. Bela got behind him. Her hand continued to move, this time touching his neck. She could feel her breath close to his neck. Her arm began to slowly rub his chest, at least his rib cage.
Her breath didn't smell all that good. It smelled like rust…stained blood. But this was all something Michael was used to. Not to mention he didn't care about how bad something smelled. She slowly inched closer to Michael's neck. She used her other arm to move his mask slightly up. At least on his neck. Michael remained calm and collected. Bela…gently…sank her teeth into Michael's neck. Her teeth dug into his skin ever so slowly, she took a small bite. Bela bit a little harder, trying to get a little bit of blood out of his neck. Michael simply stood there. Unsure of what to do.
Finally…Bela was able to get a little bit of blood out of his neck. It dripped slowly. Bela gave a small lick and sucked it up slowly. Once some of the blood was sucked up…Bela placed a kiss on Michael's neck. Bela then put her arm that was on his chest on the side of his head. Her other hand held his left hand. She whispered to him quietly.
"Mother was right about you…you do taste Divine~," Bela said as she tried to get Michael to look at her. You may not know it but inside Michael's mask, his eye widened. At least the one that was blind and scarred white. Bela couldn't see his eyes because of his eye blemishes. Bela gave a very…playful smirk.
"You know…you've been such a good boy since you came here…You gave us your blood…I think it's only fair that I give you something in return," Bela said quietly as her and Michael's noses almost touched. Bela was now in front of Michael. Her arm wrapped around his head and held herself close to Michael's chest.
Michael could feel himself heat up slightly. This wouldn't be the first time a woman tried to make a move on him…it most certainly wouldn't be the last. Bela slowly started to move her lips closer to Michael's. Some of her flies started to lift the mask off his mouth.
Michael's mouth was slightly agape. Bela moved in closer and closer as her mouth also started to slightly open. They were mere centimeters away from their lips meeting.
"BELA!" A female voice shouted. Catching Bela and Michael off guard. Bela looked behind her but kept her body close to Michael's. Two swarms of flies swirled into Bela's room.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" The voice of Cassandra was heard. Loan behold, Cassandra formed from a swarm of flies, with a not-so-happy expression.
"Mother gave you the responsibility to watch him and you're already trying to make out with him?!" Cassandra said as she stomped over to Bela and tried to separate her from Michael. Bela, however, was much stronger than her younger sister.
"I was being polite! He was such a good boy since he got here, he needed to be rewarded!" Bela said arguing with her sister. Daniela formed back into her humanoid form as she watched her sisters argue.
"Yeah right, You just want him all to yourself! Just like how you tried last time!" Cassandra said back, fueling the fire even more.
Daniela looked at Michael who was slowly putting his mask back over his mouth. He was still a little taken aback by what Bela tried to pull off. Not that he had a problem with it.
As Bela and Cassandra continued to argue, Daniela took this as an opportunity. She slowly scooted over closer to Michael. Who also watched the two sisters argue.
Daniela then got shoulder-to-shoulder with Michael. She was slightly shorter than Michael, the top of her head leveling up with his eyes. Michael slowly turned his head to Daniela. Who had a devious smirk. Daniela then used her finger. She started to gesture to him to come a little closer. Michael, let out a heavy sigh but obliged as he inched slightly closer. Daniela got closer too.
Daniela seemed like she was gonna whisper something in his ear, but instead…she started to stroke her mouth on Michael's neck. Catching Michael by surprise and confusion.
"You're so soft and warm," Daniela whispered quietly…acting a little too cute. Daniela suddenly wrapped her arms around Michael's neck, catching Michael off guard. Daniela buried her head in Michael's neck. Snuggling with him slightly. Michael was extremely taken aback by this.
"What do you mean, Tame him?! He doesn't need a fucking shock collar, Cassandra!" Bela shouted.
"Oh, I'm gonna get him a shock collar whether you like it or not! That way I can call him Puppy!" Cassandra shouted. However, this conversation fell on deaf ears to both Michael and Daniela. Daniela snuggled closely with Michael.
"Can you snuggle me back?" Daniela said, once again, a little too cute. Michael let out a small, surprised gasp. He slowly moved his hands closer to her shoulder blades and hugged them gently. Trying not to get all mushy.
"That's better, Hmmmm," Daniela said, enjoying the warmth that Michael gave off.
"Cassandra, we're not doing the chair again! Last time that happened, Carl bled to death because you were too rough and tortuous with him!" Bela said, continuing to argue with her sister.
"*Scoff*, He wasn't strong enough for me! But I'll bet you, this man will be strong enough!" Cassandra pointed to Michael. Bela gave a side eye to Michael and back to Cassandra. But froze once she realized what she just glanced at. Cassandra caught it too. The two of them both slowly turned their heads at Michael…who was snuggling Daniela.
Their mouths widened and their expressions spoke "Jealousy" all over.
Daniela noticed as she gave a playful smirk.
"He's so warm, Sisters. I'm really enjoying it," Daniela said as she stuck out her tongue. Michael was quivering at the moment. Daniela then went back to snuggling with Michael.
"Alright, that's it! MY TURN!" Cassandra shouted as she turned into a swarm of flies and separated Daniela and Michael. The flies picked Michael off his feet and slammed him on Bela's bed. Cassandra appeared on top of him…pinning him down. Her waist was lined up with his gut. Her arms pinned his to the bed.
Michael was completely shocked and surprised by what had just happened.
"YOU BOTH HAD YOUR TURN! SO NOW IT'S MINE!" Cassandra shouted with a pissed-off face to her sister. Who both stood side-by-side watching Cassandra pin Michael down.
Cassandra looked at Michael with a minacious, ribald, and erotic smirk.
"Let's see if you can resist me, Puppy," Cassandra said. Michael began to sweat…but paused for a moment…Puppy?
Wait…
Flashback…
"Such a Good Puppy," An Asian woman with a long red dress said, she had a collar around Michael's neck with a leash on it. Michael was on his knees and staring into the Asian woman's eyes.
"Bark for me, Puppy," The woman said. Michael held it in for as long as he could but let it out and seemingly lost a sense of conscience.
"WOOF!"
End of Flashback…
Oh no…
Not this again…
Cassandra quickly started to stroke Michael's neck, fiercely and ferociously. She quickly removed part of his mask piece from his mouth under. She then licked under his chin. She then bit his right ear slightly. Michael had no idea what to feel right now…he should feel angry and wanted to throw this woman off of him…but for some strange…familiar reason of all the other women that had done this to him…he didn't. And no…he wasn't talking about Mother Miranda.
Cassandra then kissed Michael on the cheek, still being as fierce as ever.
"Al meu, un băiat atât de bun. Atât de fierbinte, atât de gustoasă, atât de erotică," Cassandra said in Romanian which Translated to "My My, such an exquisite good boy. So hot, So tasty, So erotic.".
Cassandra took it even further…She straight up locked lips with Michael Myers. Kissing him, evermore fiercely. Michael let out a slight gasp before she locked lips with him. Her eyes were closed. She bit his lower lip slightly, causing it to slightly bleed.
Bela and Daniela blushed slightly at the sight of Michael Myers being kissed. But the bigger fact was…Jealousy…Lots of Jealousy.
"CASSANDRA!" Bela shouted in anger and jealousy. She rushed over and tried to separate her and Michael from each other. Mainly trying to pull Cassandra off of Michael.
Cassandra continued to kiss Michael.
Michael…could feel his entire body heat up…even his face. It was so unexpected of Cassandra…which made her unpredictable.
Bela wrapped her arms around Cassandra's waist and pulled her off of Michael with great force.
"HEY! BELA I WASN'T FINISHED!" Cassandra said as she tried to thrash around and hit her sister. Trying to break free from Michael Myers.
Michael Myers lay on the bed his mouth slightly agape, with heavy shock. He tried to slowly lower part of his mask. Hoping that he wouldn't have to go through with this again. He had already dealt with the younger girls in the past…Claire…Sherry…and…Ashley…He would face-palm himself if he wasn't in so much shock. He pulled down his mask back over his mouth and slowly sat up from the bed. Trying to gain a sense of what the hell was happening.
Bela was still trying to keep Cassandra from going back on Michael. While Daniela simply watched. With her hands behind her back. She held her right hand up to her elbow as she watched Cassandra and Bela sort of tussle with each other.
Michael let out a slight sigh. What a day this has been…
There was a rapid knock at the door. Catching everyone's attention. Even Bela and Cassandra who was stopped tussling with each other.
"Who is it? We're busy in here!" Bela shouted.
"Mistress Bela, Mistress Cassandra, Misstress Daniela…The Moroaică have broken out of the dungeon!" The Voice of Ingrid was heard. Michael tilted his head at the word. The hell's a Moroaică?
"Moroaică? How'd they manage to get out of the dungeon?" Daniela asked.
"Let go of me!" Cassandra shouted as she broke free from Bela's grasp. Bela shook her head in disappointment.
"How many broke out?" Bela asked Ingrid who listened behind the door.
There was a long silence.
"Ingrid?" Daniela said.
"All…of them…" Ingrid said. Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela looked at each other with shock and confusion. All of them?! As in the two-hundred Moroaică that was down in the dungeon…They all had escaped? If that were the case…then the ninety maids in the Castle would quickly be overrun and killed.
"Shit! We have to deal with this before the entire castle is overrun!" Cassandra said. She quickly turned into a swarm of flies and flew out through the door. Ingrid backed away, with the swarm of flies going down the hallway. Searching for the Moroaică
Bela and Daniela looked at each other.
"Daniela, you go check the Library and the Opera Hall. I'll go and check the Kitchen and see if I can find out how the Moroaică got out of the Dungeon," Bela said to Daniela.
Daniela nodded her head.
"Once I've cleared out the Moroaică in the Library and Opera Hall, I'll join you in the Dungeon," Daniela said. Bela nodded her head in agreement. Daniela then twirled around into her fly form and disappeared into thin air. Bela looked at Michael who gained a focus on what was happening.
"Be a Good boy, Michael," Bela said as she walked to the door. Michael watched her walk to the door.
"And stay in here," Bela said as the door was shut behind her.
"Ingrid, I want you to gather the rest of the Maids and head to the Armory. Arm yourselves if you have to defend each other," Bela said outside of the room to Ingrid.
"Yes, Mistress Bela," Ingrid said as she scurried off in a hurry. Bela then turned into a swarm of flies and disappeared.
Michael Myers, curious to know what a Moroaică was, got off the bed and walked to the door. Michael tested the door to see if it was locked…loan behold, it was.
Michael simply walked through the door. Bashing it down into splintering pieces. He shook off some of the dust on the wood and turned his head from side to side ominously.
Time to begin The Hunt…
"Isolated System" by Muse Plays as the Credits roll
Resident Halloween
Director
Frostzilla 2002
Executive Producer
MASTER SERGEANT FANG
Starring
Michael Myers
Chris Hemsworth
Alcina Dimitrescu
Maggie Robertson
Daniela Dimitrescu
Nicole Tompkins
Bela Dimitrescu
Bekka Prewitt
Cassandra Dimitrescu
Kristen Bell
Ingrid
Courtenay Taylor
Asian Woman
Lily Gao
I do not claim ownership of any characters except OCs
Michael Myers belongs to Universal
Resident Evil belongs to Capcom
"Isolated System" belongs to Muse
The Boogeyman will return in Episode VII