October 31st, Haddonfield, Illinois…The Strode Home…

The Strode Family had just woken up and were preparing for the day. Morgan was reading a newspaper, whilst Pamela was making coffee.

"I don't believe it. Did you hear?" Morgan asked.

"Hear what, Morgan?" Pamela asked.

"That Auto Parts station shut down. 42 years and now just run and gone." Morgan said.

"Well good, Mr. Nickels is a pervert," Pamela said as she finished making her coffee and took a small sip of it.

Laurie walked into the living room and grabbed her school bag.

"The Auto Part station shut down?" Laurie asked.

"Yeah, The Press says their boss was gutted like a fish," Morgan said.

"Oh Great, Laurie's already starting to get into more boys and now we got a killer on the loose. On Halloween." Pamela said.

"Oh yeah, "cold-blooded killer," I think Mr. Nickels deserved what was coming to him for a long time." Laurie said as she said the word "cold-blooded killer" with her hands saying quote on quote.

"Laurie, just be more self-observant around boys, please. I don't need a pregnant daughter just yet." Pamela said.

"Yeah, I wouldn't worry about that. If a man were to do that, I think our "cold-blooded killer" would take care of them." Morgan said as he laughed at himself. Laurie seemed to get a kick out of it too. But Pamela didn't find it the least funny that a killer was running amok.

"Oh shit, look what happened to this car," Morgan said as he pointed out the picture of a half-destroyed car in his newspaper.

"Let me see," Laurie said. They both took a look at the car. It had a massive cut right on the side of it. One of the windows was shattered, and it had massive dents all across the body of the car.

"Damn, I bet if those boys did that then something must've gone down," Laurie said.

"The witnesses say that they heard gunshots right outside. It woke the whole portion of town up. And blood was all over the place but no body." Morgan said as he read through the article.

"Oh~, Maybe it's our "cold-blooded killer"," Laurie said with a little snicker.

"Ah, it might be. Who the hell knows. But It's Halloween, let's enjoy it while we can." Morgan said.

Laurie grabbed her school bag and put it on her back.

Morgan and Laurie walked out of the house. Laurie was walking down to school. Morgan was getting in his car.

"Hey, Laurie, make sure to say hi to our "cold-blooded killer"," Morgan said as they both got a good chuckle.

"I'll be sure to tell him if I see him," Laurie said as she kept walking down to school.

Laurie walked down the sidewalk and made her way to what they called "The Boogeyman's Chamber" Laurie was going to drop off an envelope with unknown paperwork.

"Hey, Laurie!" A voice was heard. It was Tommy, the kid that Laurie babysitted.

"Leave me alone, Tommy," Laurie said as she kept walking. But Tommy kept following.

"Did you hear what happened last night?" Tommy asked.

"What?" Laurie asked sarcastically.

"The Boogeyman that's what! He got into a big fight with a guy who had a machete." Tommy said.

"Sure, And I slept with the Boogeyman that night after he visited my house," Laurie said as a joke but Tommy took it seriously.

"What? Did you really?" Tommy asked.

"Of course not, you little turd. The Boogeyman doesn't even know I exist." Laurie said, boy, how wrong she was.

"They called the guy with the machete, "The Mask". He's got this creepy Hockey mask and just walks around with a machete," Tommy said.

"Ok sure, little guy. And I've been babysitting "Ghostface"." Laurie said.

"Shut Up! You say things like that then Ghostface will kidnap you!" Tommy said.

"Right, He's part of that Cult," Laurie said sarcastically.

They continued down the street until they got to "The Boogeyman's Chambers"

"Hold on, need to make a quick stop," Laurie said as she went past the old metal gate.

"You can't go in there! The Boogeyman lives there!" Tommy said to her as he stayed where he was.

Meanwhile...In Michael's home…

Michael slowly opened his eyes. It was Day outside. Damnit, he overslept. That just gave Jason more time to recover.

But luckily, Michael had recovered his full strength. He sat up straight. His boots were off. His feet didn't have socks on. He was used to it by now.

He slipped on his boots and grabbed his mask. He was just about to put it on when he suddenly heard a female voice along with a child's voice downstairs.

Michael put on his mask and walked down the stairs. He walked right up to the door. He looked through the still intact glass.

That was when he saw her…

Angel…

She was alive and healthy. She looked happy, just how he wanted her. And it would seem she had no quarrel about Jason or himself.

Michael wanted to open the door and hug his little sister. But she would be terrified and so would the little boy. Angel seemed to put an envelope through the door tray.

But she stopped and acted like something was pulling on her.

"Oh no, Tommy, oh no it's pulling me in. Oh No." Laurie said as she was trying to scare the little boy.

"Ha ha ha." The Boy named Tommy sarcastically laughed.

Michael tilted his head. But he wasn't watching the boy. He was watching Angel. She seemed to be a playful yet sneaky young teenage girl. It's just how his deceased sister was.

Laurie looked just like their mother.

Laurie dropped the envelope in the doorway and walked back to the boy.

"See, nothing to worry about. Let's get out of here." Laurie said.

The two kids made their way to school as Michael watched them. He would make sure they would make it to school safely.

Once they were far enough away. Michael opened the door and walked out. He would follow them from a good distance and keep watch of Jason.

Michael walked down the sidewalk. Cutting behind houses and checking almost every square block if Jason happened to stalk Angel and the little boy Tommy.

Michael checked every hedge, corner, backyard, everywhere. He was making sure that Laurie and Tommy were out of harm's way. For now at least.

It didn't take long until Laurie and Tommy had separated, Tommy went to the Elementary School whilst Laurie went to the high school. Michael would stay on guard around the school until Laurie and her friends had gotten completely safe. But Michael knew that would never happen until Jason was locked up, or killed.

Michael would watch Laurie from outside the school. He wasn't stalking her, he was rather protecting her. Keeping watch from Jason or any who would harm her and her friends.

Michael saw her through the window. She sat with her friends in the library. He couldn't quite make out what they were talking about. Then he felt her gaze shift towards him. For a short moment, Michael could feel his sister's eyes looking at him. He felt a sensation, a hope. A chance at life. A possibility to ensure that his family has survived after so much torture. That spark may have just lit. The moment Laurie laid her eyes on Michael.

Smiths Grove….

Dr. Samuel Loomis had gotten in a tanish trench coat. He was walking into the building. As he walked through, many of the Guards had ice packs or some sort of treatment to help with their headaches, stomachaches, or any of the sort. The Janitor was helping the guards with their headaches. Giving them ice packs.

"Here, drink this. It'll keep you cool." The janitor said as he gave a young female white cop a glass of water.

"Thank you." The guard said as she took a drink of it.

Some Paramedics were helping out with the guards as well. But no one was killed. No one was accounted dead. Just knocked out, or bruised guards.

"Dr. Loomis, what do you think?" One of Dr. Loomis's colleagues asked.

"We need to be vigilant, and cautious. Michael won't kill just anyone. Michael has been writing to me. I understand him more than anyone else. He's after Jason. The man who killed his sister and tore apart his family." Dr. Loomis said.

"Jason? Jason Voorhees? The killer, people call "The Mask"? That Jason?" The Doctor's colleague asked.

"Yes, Michael was unjustly locked up and accused of his sister's murder. But it was Jason Voorhees that killed his sister and turned him into the man he is now. Michael is innocent. But the Judges would not listen to reason, and Michael hasn't spoken a word since then." Dr. Loomis said.

"Do you know where he's going?" The Doctor's colleague asked.

"He's not just going to one spot, he's hunting. He's hunting Jason Voorhees. And He may be our best shot at detaining that monster. I failed Michael in the past, but I won't tonight. Tonight, we hunt Jason." Dr. Loomis said as he got into his car.

"DR. LOOMIS!" The voice of the Janitor was heard.

Dr. Loomis stopped and he looked back at the janitor.

"Dr. Loomis, Whatever happens. Make sure Mikey's gonna be okay, please." The Janitor said.

"You have my word as a Doctor that Michael will make it through this, I promise." Dr. Loomis said. The Janitor nodded his head to acknowledge him.

The Janitor made his way back inside Smiths Grove and continued to help anyone that was in need.

Dr. Loomis's Colleague looked at him, asking for an order.

"Call the police, let them know that Evil Clashes tonight. Do not open fire on a man in a white mask. If they encounter a man in a hockey mask, shoot on sight." Dr. Loomis said as he got into his car and drove off.

First, he needed to visit The grave of Judith Myers. Then he needed to buy a gun, one that is powerful enough to pack a punch against Jason, but also one he could afford.

3 hours later…

Laurie, Annie, and Lynda were walking back home from school.

They were conversating on topics that were less than mature for their age. By that, it meant very, very inappropriate topics, big time. Michael had followed them all around the area. But he was making sure that Jason wasn't stalking them.

He would hate to have to fight Jason in broad daylight. It barely goes well during the day.

Michael wanted to make himself known to them. Or at least to Angel. He didn't really care if the other two got to know him. He could still hear the conversations they were having. He didn't know why they were speaking of these….well….topics. It confused him. Though, guess that's how a teenage girl talks? Michael had no clue. His teenage sister, Judith, acted very differently from this. But other than Judith, he hadn't really known that many other teenage girls. At least one that isn't or wasn't his sister.

The three girls continued to conversate. Michael wanted to be known. So maybe now was the time to do it. He was ahead of them; he stood on the opposite side of the street from where the girls were.

He then stood out in the open, he stood out pretty well. With the white mask and the mechanic's suit, he stood out quite a bit. Michael wanted to walk over to the girls and try to communicate with them. By that, he meant a different way of socializing.

"Hey, I think this guy's watching us," Lynda said. Laurie and Annie looked at the man. They didn't know who he was. He was just staring at them.

"I saw him outside of school," Laurie said.

"Whatever, he's probably just a pervert cruising around the school, looking for us hot ladies," Lynda said.

Michael just tilted his head. Hot Ladies? Yeah, he's 21 years of age so dating a teenage girl wouldn't make him a pedophile. Well, why did that matter at this point? He was already on the run and wanted by the police. But the two girls, Annie and Lynda didn't seem like his type. Nor would they find him their type.

"Ooh, Laurie he's looking at you~," Annie said as she booty bumped Laurie.

"Shut up!" Laurie said as she did in fact realize that the man was staring at her.

"Oh is Mother Teresa gonna blush and pout~?" Lynda said in a childish tone.

Michael was now completely thrown off by their reaction. First off, ew. Second off, he's not from Alabama. Third off, Laurie is his sister, not a lover. And he's only protecting the other two because they're Laurie's friends. If they weren't, Michael wouldn't bother risking his life for them. Jeez, Judith acted sort of like this but that was before Deborah threw out her abusive boyfriend, then after a few weeks, she changed. But Laurie has been following the wrong group to be acting like this.

Michael was stuck between killing the two of them or protecting them just for the hell of it.

Michael then gave a small wave at Laurie, then walked off.

"Oooh~, someone just waved at you," Annie said as she rubbed her shoulders on Laurie's.

"You guys are so demented," Laurie said as she playfully pushed Annie off of her.

"Hell yeah, we are!" Lynda said.

"Who was that guy anyway?" Laurie asked.

"You know, if you want to know, you should date him," Annie said as she started to tickle Laurie.

"Oh stop, no!" Laurie said as she tried to get away from Annie only for Lynda to join in. Little did they know that Michael never left them. He just got out of sight. He was still watching the girls as they seemed very playful with each other. Laurie seemed very happy. If she was happy, then he was happy. He wanted her to stay happy. But, Jason could destroy that in a heartbeat. And Michael needed to find him, and get rid of him.

A police car pulled on the side of the two girls. The girl Annie said "Hi daddy.". Michael assumed that he was the Sheriff of the town. Michael should probably keep his distance between him and the Sheriff. He didn't need to be on the run even more by the Sheriff than how he already is.

Annie got into the Police Car as it drove off. The Sheriff seemed like a nice guy. Most cops should, many of them are. But not all of them. Deputy Hawkins was somewhere in this town. He didn't know if he was still alive but it would be helpful to tell Hawkins about Jason.

Laurie and Lynda went separate ways as Laurie headed back to her home. She was alone now. And this was the perfect chance to finally introduce her to him. But she may be afraid of him. She already saw him at the school and literally waved at her.

Laurie walked down the sidewalk, she looked behind her. She felt like she was being watched. Michael felt it too. Jason was back. And he wasn't going to hold back.

Laurie kept walking but kept her guard up. She still felt the feeling of being watched. Michael walked around each house. Searching for Jason. He was close. Very close.

Michael came around a corner of a house only to be met by a machete in his neck. The machete made contact as blood spewed out of Michael's neck. Michael clenched his neck, he staggered backward. Jason came around the corner. He had blood all across his clothes and mask, his mask was torn slightly, with a few cracks. There were some small pieces of aluminum all across his body. Probably from the Semi Truck that rammed him.

Jason clenched his Machete and walked forward as Michael tried to stop the blood from spewing. Jason swiped the machete at Michael. He dodged it just in time right after the machete slammed into the wall of the house. Michael pulled out his Chef's Knife and slashed Jason across the mask. A cut was made on Jason's mask. A small portion of his cheek was seen, though it was deformed and a dark lifeless color.

The blood on Michael's neck started to slow. But this did quite a bit to Michael. Next Time Jason does that, he could decapitate his entire head. Michael backed up into the fence just before Jason pulled the machete out of the wall of the house and swung it at Michael.

Michael switched his knife in his right hand and ignored the bleeding on his neck. Michael's right hand was covered with blood, stained and fresh.

Jason swung his Machete down at Michael. Michael leaned to the side as the Machete smashed the wooden fence. Michael backed up away from Jason.

They seemed to be moving into a backyard.

There was a dog in the backyard. It was a German Shepard. But it was asleep and didn't hear all the fighting. Michael continued to back away from Jason. Jason continued to advance towards Michael. Jason swung the machete at Michael, The Shape quickly deflected it with his knife. Michael kicked Jason in the stomach as Jason staggered backward, Michael advanced toward Jason and swung his knife at Jason's neck, returning the favor by slitting Jason's throat and blood spewed out from his neck.

Jason clenched his neck from the slit. Jason then swung his Machete aimlessly at Michael. Missing his target. After the swing, Michael stabbed Jason in the shoulder then backed up again as Jason swung the machete at Michael but missed.

Michael punched Jason in the face, then punched him again, then again, then four times, then six. Just before Jason could swing the machete at Michael, Michael kicked the machete out of Jason's hand. Michael then grabbed Jason by the back of his torn shirt and threw him into a few garbage cans. The noise was loud enough to wake up the dog.

The German Shepard woke up and saw what was happening.

The dog started to bark at Michael. Michael looked at the dog. He tilted his head. The dog was actually a puppy. Or at least an adosolence. Jason was recovering and rammed into Michael. Picking him up on his shoulder and slamming him into the house. The wall didn't break, but it made a loud thud. Jason then punched Michael in the face numerous times. Punching him again, and again, and again, and again, and again. It seemed to have no end.

The German Shepard ran forward at Jason and bit him on his ankle. Jason stopped punching Michael and looked at the dog. The bite wasn't hurting him but it was very annoying. Jason was just about to stomp on the dog but was intervened by Michael as he grabbed Jason by the head and slammed his head into Jason's. Jason staggered backward. The blow stunned him for a few short moments. During those moments, Michael rammed into Jason. Picking him up on his shoulder and charged across the backyard to the tall wooden fence. Michael then flipped Jason over the fence and….

Nothing.

Michael stood there, ready to face Jason as he would burst through the fence and attempt to kill him. But there was nothing. Michael looked through the tiny gaps in between the fence pikes. He didn't see Jason. Michael turned around to see that the Machete was gone too. The dog was still alive, a good thing too.

The puppy sat down and seemed to want to be petted. Her tail was wagging.

Michael walked over to the German Shepard. He looked down on her. He reached out his hand for it. His hand went under her chin. And the dog rubbed her neck against his hand.

Michael scratched and rubbed the dog's neck and head. The dog seemed to be enjoying it.

Maybe Michael could adopt it. If it was for sale, at least. Michael examined the damage to the backyard. The empty trash cans had a few dents, the exterior of the house was slightly damaged. Well, he's done far worse to other property belongings.

The German Shepard pranced back to her dog house. Michael watched her as she went into it. There was a cardboard sign on it that said…

Dog for Sale

$200

Michael didn't have any money on him, and buying a dog right now would also be foolish. Especially when Jason Voorhees would kill anything, including an animal. Having a dog wasn't the best idea at this point. Michael did have some food in his pocket. It was a wrapped up small piece of ham. Michael pulled it out and unwrapped it slowly. The German Shepard was watching him as he pulled out a piece of food. The dog's tail wagged wildly as she came out of her dog house and sat down like a good dog.

Michael fed the dog a piece of ham. He also tore a piece for himself. But it was small and he didn't really eat all that much. He pulled up the lower half of his mask and ate the piece of ham. It was a small bite-size piece so he could eat it fairly quickly. He slipped the lower half of the mask back over his mouth and chin.

After that, he looked down at the dog who was wagging her tail. The German Shepard walked back into the dog house and laid down. She would wait for him when he came back.

Michael saw a piece of paper over an old rusty desk near the dog house. He walked to it. It was supposed to be a paper for the people who wanted to adopt the dog. And surprise, surprise. No one had put their name on the list. Michael would be the first. Michael grabbed the pencil next to the paper. He wrote his name… Michael Myers.

After that, the dog got excited, knowing that she would get a new owner very, very soon. Michael sat down the pencil and looked back at the dog, she looked very happy. But now Michael needed to head back home and take another look at his Tracking Chart. Michael walked out of the backyard and on the street. He looked around for people. There were none on the street. Michael then made his way to his old home.

Cemetery…

Dr. Loomis had gone to Judith Myers's grave. He needed to hear the full story or see if it had been visited by Anyone.

"So, mind telling me what's so important about Judith Myers?" The Cemetery manager asked Dr. Loomis.

"Judith Myers was murdered by a monster named Jason Voorhees. Her younger brother Michael Myers was accused of committing the crime. Michael loved his mother and sister. Until they were both murdered. Each by a different killer. Jason Voorhees and an unknown killer who may very well be still on the loose; tore apart Michael's family." Dr. Loomis said as they both walked through the cemetery. They came across Judith Myers's and Deborah Myers's graves. There were flowers on each one.

"These flowers? Did anyone come here today and put flowers down on these graves?" Dr. Loomis asked. The Cemetery Manager shook his head.

"Didn't see anyone, and even if they did, I would have to escort them to the grave...unless-" The Cemetery Manager's sentence was finished by Dr. Loomis.

"They already knew where the graves were. Michael has been here. If he's been here, then he's not far behind." Dr. Loomis said. The Manager noticed something.

"Wait, there's a piece of paper on the grave." He said. Dr. Loomis saw the note. He bent down to pick it up.

It read…

I'm Coming for you Jason

Dr. Loomis now could guarantee that whoever put the flowers along with the note was Michael Myers.

"Hm. I must be on my way now, thank you." Dr. Loomis said.

"Yep, you're welcome." The Manager said as Dr. Loomis walked off. He now needed to find a gun. One powerful enough to pack a punch against Jason and one he could also afford, not that money was a problem for him.