Haddonfield Memorial Hospital…
The Ambulance had arrived at the Memorial hospital. It pulled into the driveway as it parked next to a side door.
Jimmy and Budd got out of the Ambulance and carefully pulled the stretcher that Laurie was on out. They rolled it into Hospital.
"Michael…Michael…" Laurie repeated over and over weakly.
"Why does she keep saying that?" Budd asked as they entered the hospital.
"I don't know, she didn't say," Jimmy said as they got her to a bed.
Nurse Jill was sitting at a desk talking with a Mother and child. The little boy had a razor blade in his mouth, bleeding majorly.
"I'll get a doctor with you as soon as we can, just wait in room 8 to the left," Nurse Jill said.
"Thank you," The Mother said as she guided her son over to the room.
Jimmy and Budd came through the door with the Stretcher. Laurie kept Mumbling the name "Michael" more times than it could be counted.
Nurse Janet Marshal came into the room and saw the patient.
"That's Laurie Strode," Janet said. Jimmy and Budd pulled the stretcher next to a bed.
Dr. Mixter came through the door, slightly drunk.
Jimmy and Budd grabbed the blanket Laurie was on top of and moved her gently onto the bed.
"Michael…Michael…Michael…" Laurie said weakly more and more.
"What is she saying?" Nurse Jill asked as she walked over to the bed that Laurie was on. Laurie was slowly gaining her consciousness back. Slowly but surely.
"Janet, could you get me some more coffee," Dr. Mixter asked as he handed her a plastic cup. Janet then walked to the coffee machine and poured some coffee into it.
"Alright, let's see what the damage is," Dr. Mixter said as he put his glasses on and looked at Laurie's wounds.
"She has blood all over her face," Nurse Jill said.
"Don't worry, It's not her's. Large cut on her left arm, bruises all across her body, cracked leg, she's certainly lost a lot of blood," Dr. Mixter said as he examined her wounds and body.
Jimmy and Budd watched the skeleton crew take care of Laurie.
"Michael…Where's Michael…" Laurie said weakly, she finally opened her eyes a bit wider and tried talking to the group.
"Alright ma'am we're gonna have to sedate you so we can examine the wounds further," Dr. Mixter said. Laurie didn't want to be put to sleep. Not till she was sure that she was safe. Not till she was sure that Michael would be by her side.
"No, wait, I want to know where he is," Laurie said calmly. She tried sitting up but there was a large pain in her chest and back.
"Woah, Woah, take it easy, Ma'am, we're gonna get you all better, alright?" Nurse Virginia said as she gently placed a hand on her chest and pushed her back down gently. Laurie grunted slightly as she laid on her back.
"I want to know where Michael is…" Laurie said weakly.
Janet brought Dr. Mixter his coffee.
Dr. Mixter drank some of his coffee.
Laurie was still waiting for an answer on Michael. But they either didn't know who that was or they just didn't care.
Nurse Virginia then got out a shot and injected it into Laurie's left leg.
"Wait…no…I…" Laurie never finished as she then fell unconscious.
"Alright, let's get her clothes off," Nurse Virginia said as Nurse Janet and Nurse Jill unbuttoned Laurie's collared shirt revealing her white bra.
Nurse Virginia then saw that both Jimmy and Budd were still standing there.
"You two…Out," Virginia said as she closed the curtains.
Down the Streets of Haddonfield…
Dr. Loomis and Sheriff Bracket were in a police car searching for Jason Voorhees. Dr. Loomis had his gun out ready to shoot at him if he appeared.
"I shot him six times, Sheriff, six," Dr. Loomis said calmly as he looked around the neighborhood.
"You didn't hit him, Doctor," Sheriff Bracket said.
"You think I'm lying?" Dr. Loomis asked.
"I think you missed him, A man couldn't have survived six shots," Sheriff Bracket said.
"He's no man," Dr. Loomis said. He then looked at the blood in his hands.
Sheriff Bracket then noticed blood on his hand.
"What happened? Did he attack you?" Sheriff Bracket asked not at all concerned but interested.
"It's not my blood," Dr. Loomis said.
"Then who's is it?" Sheriff Bracket asked.
Dr. Loomis was silent for a long moment.
"It's Michael's," Dr. Loomis said. Sheriff Bracket then slowly turned his head toward Dr. Loomis.
"He died in my arms, I was five seconds too late, Five Seconds too late to put six more bullets in Jason's head," Dr. Loomis said sternly, staring out through the windshield.
"He died because of me…" Dr. Loomis said.
"Dr. Loomis, it's not your fault. You shot Jason six times didn't you?" Sheriff Bracket asked.
"I did, and I'll do it again, no matter how many times I need to, if it means to keep that bastard dead," Dr. Loomis said as he loaded his Six-Shooter Revolver with six more bullets.
There was some radio chatter on the radio. The police were on high alert now. Searching the streets heavily.
"Look, Doctor, I'm sorry about Michael, He was important to you, wasn't he?" Sheriff Bracket said. Maybe he was a bit too harsh on the doctor.
"He was extremely important to me, He was…like a son, not by blood but by honor. Now, fifteen years of his life, locked away like a beast of burden, only to die on the night he escaped…The night he finally found something he was looking for," Dr. Loomis said. Sheriff Bracket was silent for a good few moments. Then he spoke.
"I bet to the bottom of my heart he found peace when he found it, Whatever it was," Sheriff Bracket said.
Dr. Loomis had finally figured out what Michael wanted for all these years, since the day he turned fourteen. It was Love. That Strode Girl…She freed him from his emotionless, emptiness, void inside of him. Dr. Loomis then had a flashback of the year when Michael turned fourteen.
8 years Earlier…Smith's Grove Sanitarium…
Michael was currently eating his lunch in his own room. It consisted of a Chicken Sandwich and an apple. Michael was currently fourteen. He had papers all over his wall. Many of them were drawings of Jason Voorhees. Some were pictures given to him by his parents.
One picture had both him and Judith in it. They were hugging each other as Judith was wearing a maid costume and Michael was wearing a cow costume when he was four years old.
Michael finished up his lunch as he used his napkin to wipe his face off. He then put the plate on another.
There was a knock on his cell door. Then it opened.
It was Dr. Loomis.
"Michael, I see you've eaten your food, you must've gotten hungry," Dr. Loomis said. Michael didn't say anything, but he looked at Dr. Loomis with an emotionless expression, but it was a sign that Michael was listening to him.
Dr. Loomis then motioned his hand for Michael to follow him.
"I'm sorry, Michael but Dr. Wynn wants to run a few tests," Dr. Loomis said reluctantly.
Michael sat on his bed for a few moments, thinking about it. Dr. Loomis waited patiently. Dr. Loomis knew how Michael was starting to work. When he was asked for something, then he would sit there and stare at him. Most likely he was thinking about what to do.
After a few silent moments, Michael got up from his bed and followed Dr. Loomis out of his cell.
Dr. Loomis guided Michael to the Testing Room that Dr. Wynn was hosting. They walked down the hallway for a good few moments.
"Now, Michael, before the tests start, I want you to promise me, that if anything happens, you'll stay put, understand?" Dr. Loomis asked Michael as he stopped. Michael looked at his Doctor. Another few silent moments. Then Michael nodded his head.
"Good, come on," Dr. Loomis said as he continued to guide Michael to the Testing Room.
When they got there, There were two guards standing at the entrance of the door.
"Dr. Wynn is waiting for you, Dr. Loomis," One of the guards said.
"Yes, of course, he is, when is he not," Dr. Loomis said as both Michael and Dr. Loomis entered the room.
When they entered, it was a small room. There were stretchers all lined up diagonally from each other.
Dr. Wynn was speaking with a girl who seemed to be at least nineteen years old. Her hairstyle was a Shag, with brown hair that went below her shoulders. She stood a little taller than Michael. She wore nurse robes.
"Ah, Dr. Loomis, Michael, I'd like you to meet, Ms. Maureen Roberts Prescott," Dr. Wynn said as Dr. Loomis and Michael walked forward.
"Hello Dr. Loomis, It's a pleasure to meet you," Maureen Prescott said as she extended a hand to shake the doctor's hand. Dr. Loomis shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you, Ms. Prescott," Dr. Loomis said.
She then looked at Michael Myers who had his eyes fixed on her.
"Michael Myers, I see you've grown up since 63," Maureen said. Michael didn't respond. Maureen wasn't surprised. From what she was told in Dr. Wynn's and Dr. Loomis's notes, Michael Myers has never spoken to anyone since his arrival at Smith's Grove.
"Now, shall we begin with the Tests," Dr. Wynn said.
"Yes, of course," Dr. Loomis said he then turned his attention to Michael.
"Michael, remember what I said," Dr. Loomis said to Michael. Michael stared at him for a little while. He then nodded his head.
"Sam, let's give the two some alone time," Dr. Wynn said as he opened the door to the exit.
Dr. Loomis watched Michael for a few short moments.
"Be careful, Michael," Dr. Loomis muttered quietly. He then exited the room leaving Maureen and Michael in the room alone.
"Come on, Michael, sit down on the stretcher," Maureen asked Michael. Michael did obediently. He slowly got up on the stretcher and laid on his back.
Maureen then took off her lab coat. She hung it on a hanger and walked over to Michael who sat on the stretcher.
Maureen then grabbed a device on a table sitting next to the stretcher Michael was sitting on.
"Alright, Michael, I need to put this on your head so that I can stabilize you," Maureen said. Michael didn't respond and just waited for her to put it on him. Maureen then gently put the device around Michael's head. It was a comfortable snug. The device was small and was connected to a generator.
"Alright, initiating in, three…two…one," Maureen said as she pulled a switch on the generator as a blue light formed around the generator.
The device on Michael's head slowly started to glow blue. Michael felt a bit woozy.
Dr. Loomis and Dr. Wynn were watching them through a window that they could only see-through.
Dr. Loomis could see Michael getting woozy. It wouldn't be long before he would be put into a Coma-like state.
Michael may never wake up again. But this was all a test, to see if what Maureen had been working on for years. Michael would be the first to experience it.
The new generation of Immortality…
Michael then slowly started to close his eyes.
Maureen then put on a special type of gloves. Gloves that were connected with the generator and the device.
"I'll see you on the other side, Michael," Dr. Loomis said within the booth he was in.
"Alright, this is my life's work, time to see if it can actually do it," Maureen said as Michael was then put into a Coma-Like State. A Screen is displayed on the big screen in the room.
"Finally, we'll get to see what's inside his mind, and make him better," Dr. Wynn said with a smile on his face. Dr. Loomis wasn't so sure about this. The last test subject never woke up, and still hasn't. But maybe…Michael…is different…
Flashback Ends…
"Perhaps, he did," Dr. Loomis said as both he and Sheriff Bracket drove through the streets of Haddonfield, searching for Jason Voorhees.
To Be Continued…