Hotel Transylvania…

Michael and Dracula entered a dark room. It was dusty.

Dracula was the first to walk through as he grabbed a large candle holder.

Michael looked around a bit curious.

"What is this place?" Michael asked as he followed Dracula.

Michael then saw a coffin.

"Is this where you sleep? Looks a bit uncomfortable," Michael said as he looked at the Coffin. He then saw a woman in a large picture.

"Why does she look so familiar?" Michael asked as he walked closer to the picture. Dracula was holding the candle lighter close to the picture.

"She looks familiar to you?" Dracula asked a bit curiously. Michael nodded.

"Vaguely, but she looks like my sister," Michael said. But then he realized what he had just said.

"You have a sister?" Dracula asked, a bit curious. Michael then looked away from the picture and looked down at the ground as he walked away.

"I…had a sister…" Michael said with some regret and sorrow. Dracula sighed a bit.

"Was her life taken by a human?" Dracula asked Michael.

Michael was silent for a few moments. The only thing that he did was breathe heavily.

"In the year 1963…I was probably around six years old and My sister, Judith was seventeen. It was the night of Halloween in my hometown, Haddonfield. I waited for my sister to take me trick or treating, but instead, all she wanted to do was hang out with her boyfriend. And then I found myself, grabbing a kitchen knife the size of my whole arm. I walked up the stairs, and I opened the door to her bedroom. She was brushing her hair. Humming to herself. I crept up behind her, and then…Something in me…something inside of me…it just snapped. After that everything was a blur. I could feel myself stabbing her. I stabbed her sixteen times. After it was done…My hands were covered with blood…her blood…I walked out of my house and my parents found me. I was sent to a sanitarium called Smith's Grove…and I was kept there for 15 years…Until I escaped…I murdered five people…Only to be caught again…I was locked up for another 15 years maybe…I escaped again, and I wanted nothing more than to find my salvation. To find a way out of my Hell. I was on the run for maybe 5 years. I was caught in Chicago when the Police surrounded me, even though I didn't kill anyone. I was brought back to Smith's Grove again. Another 15 years passed and I was an old man. I was being transferred to a new facility. One where I would spend the rest of my days. Until I escaped again…the bus crashed…And I got out…then I got as far away as I possibly could from Haddonfield…Which got me here…to this castle…To All of you." Michael finished the whole backstory of his past. Leaving Dracula speechless and confused.

Michael stood there silently. Waiting for a response.

"People asked me if I felt any sorrow or guilt for those people that I murdered. I never gave them an answer…but the truth is…I hated myself every day, because of who I was…I am a serial killer, hated by all and feared by many, I am Michael Myers, The Boogeyman, The Shape, The Essence of Pure Evil…" Michael said with more sorrow and guilt. Dracula still didn't give a response.

They stayed silent to each other. Michael couldn't make up Dracula's facial expressions.

"You know, Michael, I never understood the feeling of being a killer, but what I do know, We all have demons inside of us…The only question is when to face them," Dracula said to Michael as he put a hand on his shoulder to reassure him.

Michael felt like he had taken a massive weight off his chest. Finally telling someone about how he felt about who he was. It was a massive relief and he felt a bit freer.

"Thanks, Drac, you may be a monster, but, You're a hell of a friend, to me at least. Even if you don't consider me one, you are to me." Michael said as he turned back towards Dracula. Dracula smiled but he then turned back to the painting. His smile faded.

"Who was she?" Michael asked Dracula.

Dracula was silent for a good long moment.

"She was…my love," Dracula said as he pulled down the curtain and revealed a picture of Martha and Dracula. Michael's eyes widened slightly. He then looked at Dracula.

"She was killed by your kind," Dracula said as his eyes were blue, turning back towards Michael.

Flashback…

Scene of the fire in 1757, Humans are outside with torches. Shouting "Vampire!" Dracula and Martha are in the attic as the fire spreads.

"Honey?" Martha says.

"Go hide, I'll take care of this," Dracula says as Martha and Dracula hold hands, They let go for the last time.

Dracula confronts the humans as he tries to negotiate with them.

He then hears Martha's screams. Martha falls to the ground dead.

Dracula holds Baby Mavis in his arms as their old Castle burns down into ruins.

"They are the real Monsters," Dracula said as the flashback ended.

Flashback ends…

Dracula stands in front of the picture, while Michael feels more sorrow for him.

"I built this place for my love, to protect her child. As a father, you do everything to keep your family safe, even if you have to break their trust, But now, Mavis has feelings for you," Dracula said to Michael. That last line caught Michael off guard completely. He flinched hard as he even stepped back.

"What? Uuuh…Oh, no…I just…Great," Michael said as he put a hand on his head, he could feel his whole face heating up. Was he blushing?

"It's alright, you are a good one, if the world was different, maybe it would be possible," Dracula said.

"If you were to take my perspective of humans, it's that now they are very different from how they were way back then," Michael said as he tried to reassure The Count.

"Can you tell me for certain that if we came out in the open, everyone would accept us? Everyone?" Dracula asked. Michael looked at the Picture of Martha and Dracula.

"No. You're right, I'll leave for good this time. You can just say I had an emergency, or the Gremlin lady ate me or something," Michael said as he was about to walk off. But Dracula stopped him as he put a hand on Michael's shoulder.

"No, no, no, no, no. I don't want to ruin her birthday party, You can sneak out after it's all done," Dracula said.

"I'm sorry, the last thing I wanted was to hurt her, or you," Michael said.

"You know, you make a pretty good Boogeyman. Especially after you handled Quasimodo so well." Dracula said.

"Oh, I have a lot more tricks up my sleeve than just that. But that was kinda just reflexes," Michael said with a bit more joy.

"Those were reflexes? Then I don't even want to see how you actually fight," Dracula said.

"Says the Vampire that freezes people in place," Michael said as he got a laugh. Dracula got a laugh out of it too.

"Well, I mean it's a good Tactic," Dracula said. Michael got another laugh.

"I wonder how the Werewolf man has so many kids?" Michael asked then they both started laughing as they patted each other on the backs and left the room to prepare for the party.

On the outskirts of Haddonfield…

Chief Barker, Officer Hawkins, and Dr. Sartain were out patrolling the borders of Haddonfield.

They were in a Ford Crown Victoria car on one of the side roads that led out to the country.

"Dr. Sartain, you're sure this is the right place?" Hawkins asked.

"Never been so certain in my life, This specific fellow has been keeping camp here for quite some time. He murdered all the parents that mistreated him instead of raising him. Mostly because of the way he looked. No one goes here, I only read newspapers involving him." Dr. Sartain said as he was sitting in the passenger seat next to Hawkins who was driving.

Chief Barker was sitting in the back seat with Laurie Strode.

"Could one of you explain to me why you brought me? We need to find Michael, he's the one killing all these people." Laurie said sternly.

"Ms. Strode, we are not dealing with just a single killer, we are dealing with multiple killers. Dr. Sartain says there may be a whole group of them. One of them happens to be out in the countryside." Chief Barker said. The car then pulled into a driveway, but there was a large metal gate blocking the road.

"Looks like we're walking from here," Hawkins said as he opened his door. Soon after, everyone else in the vehicle got out as well.

There were signs all across the fence.

Private Property

Do Not Trespass

Were two of the signs on the gate.

"I'm guessing you don't have permission to enter Private Property," Laurie said to Chief Barker. Barker was about to answer but not before Hawkins grabbed bolt cutters out of the Vehicle.

"No, that's why I brought these," Hawkins said as he clipped the chain holding the gate to the fence. Then he pushed it open.

The gate was open and it was time to investigate. They all entered the property. The sun was slowly starting to set as it was just barely touching the horizon. The trees were making it darker and harder to see. Even though it was Fall.

Much of the property was a small dried-up field of crops. There was a large barn next to the small field, it looked old and rusty.

"Hawkins, you take Laurie and check the outside, Dr. Sartain and I will check the insides," Chief Barker said. With that the group split up, Barker and Sartain checked the insides while Laurie and Hawkins checked the outside.

"Frank, I still don't know why we're wasting our time here, Michael is out there, and if we don't stop him…" Laurie said as she pulled out her gun from her holster and followed Hawkins who also had his gun out of his holster.

"Laurie, I know what he did to you, all those years ago, but something tells me there's something else going on. The Doctor said Michael didn't kill anyone, and there's no evidence that the bodies we've found are from Michael Myers." Hawkins said calmly.

"Who else could make sixteen bodies in one night?" Laurie asked.

"I don't know, hopefully, this place will give us some answers," Hawkins said as they walked around the property.

Meanwhile with Barker and Dr. Sartain…

They were just about to enter the barn but they smelled an odd stench.

"Ugh, that stench…" Barker said as he tried to open the door.

"It could be slaughtered animals back in the years, He did enjoy killing almost as much as Michael does," Dr. Sartain said. Barker paused and looked at Dr. Sartain.

"You keep saying "Him". Who are you talking about? I feel like we're on a wild goose chase out in the middle of nowhere." Barker said.

"The person that could be here looks less like a human and has less sanitary than Michael. Michael was considered Pure Evil, but since the night of 78, Michael hasn't killed anyone else. Doesn't that sound rather peculiar?" Dr. Sartain said.

"Still doesn't answer my question of who we're looking for," Barker said.

"We are looking for someone by the name of Max Thompson Jr. Alias. But now he goes by the name, The Hillbilly," Dr. Sartain said. Barker crossed his arms.

"He's a murderer, Like Michael?" Barker asked.

"Very similar but with a few differences. Like I said about Michael, he was concluded to be nothing more than Pure Evil, But Max Thompson on the other hand killed over a dozen people with a large sledgehammer and a chainsaw. That dozen of people happened to be his former parents and step-parents who wouldn't raise him. Instead, they treated him like a beast of burden, they never gave him physical contact, they never showed affection or even seemed to care for him. He was passed on from family to family until he finally snapped. He killed all of them. Hunting down every parent and family member that had mistreated him. This brings us here. Rumor has it that this particular property is home to the so-called Hillbilly. And I believe he has come to kill again so that people will never forget what had happened to him in the past." Dr. Sartain explained the lore behind The Hillbilly.

"Anything else I should know before I open this door?" Barker said sarcastically.

"I don't believe so," Dr. Sartain said. Barker then slid the door open only to be met with darkness. He pulled out his flashlight, only to see corpses. Many corpses. Lay on the ground piled up on top of each other. Spread out all across the ground. Barker and Dr. Sartain were in a state of awe. There were probably twenty bodies just at the doorstep. And they were all in front of them.

"Dear God…" Dr. Sartain said. The corpses were mutilated, butchered, even some were dismembered.

"One man couldn't have done this…" Barker said in disbelief but also tried to keep his cool. What was worse about this whole scenario was that the bodies were new. All of them were new. Fresh blood oozed out from some.

"A suggestion if I may…I suggest we leave…Immediately…" Dr. Sartain said.

"Copy that," Barker said, he was still in a state of awe and shock.

He then got on his radio that was on his right shoulder.

"Hawkins, get back to the car now, we're leaving…" Barker said as he turned around only to be picked up by the throat by a large hand. It lifted Barker high as he struggled to release himself. The massive figure then threw Barker into the barn. Barker landed on mutilated corpses. Blood got all over his uniform and police vest. Some of it even got on his face. His hat fell off too. The figure was tall, extremely tall. Much taller than him and maybe even Michael Myers. To be fair, Barker had never seen how tall Michael is, but this figure was very tall.

Barker tried to get up on his feet, but his weight shifted on the corpses making him lose his balance causing him to fall right back down. Barker could see Dr. Sartain's feet on the corner of the side door. Probably was knocked to the side for later.

The figure walked through the entrance and advanced toward Barker. Barker reached for his gun in his holster. He brought it out as he shot the figure three times in the chest. The Figure merely flinched and was pushed back just slightly. But after the three shots, it continued its advancement toward Barker. Once close enough, the figure picked up Barker by the leg and threw him into a wood post. Barker could barely see in the darkness. He couldn't even make out a good description of who or what was attacking him. It seemed to have a weapon in its hand but it was difficult to tell what kind. Probably a custom sword is what it looked like. Barker grunted as he tried to get on his feet. At least he wasn't on top of corpses anymore. When he managed to finally regain his footing, he felt a hard pain in the side of his face. It was so strong that it sent him into the wooden wall. Barker was on the ground again laying on his side. The punch knocked the wind out of him, everything was blurry as he tried to focus on his vision.

The tall figure came forward yet again as it prepared to swing down on Barker.

Dr. Sartain regained consciousness as he was starting to figure out what was happening. He looked around to find himself lying on the ground. He could hear the chaos in the barn. He got back on his feet as he peered into the darkness, to see a very tall and large figure standing over Barker. Strange, From what he was told, The Hillbilly was only 5' 8". This man seemed 6' 5". Much taller than The Hillbilly. But Dr. Sartain realized that there was more than one killed, just as his theory was predicted.

Dr. Sartain pulled out a pen, but then it sheathed a small blade, but one large enough to make a large cut or pierce through a skull. Dr. Sartain then ran into the barn. Stepped up on a straw of hay, then leaped onto the figure's shoulders stabbing the figure in the side of the neck. Causing blood to ooze from the wound. But the man was much taller than Dr. Sartain as the doctor hung onto the figure by just holding the blade that was stabbed on the side of his neck.

Giving Barker some time to think, he quickly pulled out his pistol and shot the tall figure without hitting Dr. Sartain. Barker shot the figure three more times. The Figure was pushed back by the gunshots, looking agitated, and seemed to be in a world full of hurt by the blade in the side of his neck. The man finally fell on one knee causing Dr. Sartain to fall to the ground. Dr. Sartain pulled his pen blade out of the man's neck as the figure didn't move. Instead, his breathing labored, and stayed on one knee. Acting like it didn't even notice the two attackers.

Barker regained his focus as he tried to assess the situation.

"Is this the one we're looking for?" Barker asked, panting heavily as he kept his gun trained on the large figure.

"No, this is someone…or something else. The Hillbilly was said to be only 5' 8", this one is much bigger. I believe this is Evan Macmillian, who now goes by the name The Trapper," Dr. Sartain said as he too was panting heavily.

"We need to leave now," Barker said as he kept his gun trained on The Trapper, walking around him cautiously. Dr. Sartain was the first to exit the barn as Barker wasn't far behind. But then the breathing grew louder behind him, Barker turned around to see The Trapper back on his feet. He turned around and saw Barker.

"What's it going to take to keep you down!?" Barker shouted as he started to make a run for it. The Trapper chased after Barker. He speed-walked after Barker. Dr. Sartain was running towards the vehicle.

He heard the revving of a chainsaw to his right. He looked right and saw Laurie helping Hawkins. Hawkins had an arm over Laurie as they were both running for the vehicle.

"Get in the car NOW!" Laurie yelled. Hawkins was bleeding on his side, his mouth was drooling some blood, and Laurie's hair was wild. She looked like she was punched. Her glasses were missing and her jacket was off. Dr. Sartain could see The Hillbilly running at them with a chainsaw revving up. Chasing the duo.

Dr. Sartain went to help Hawkins.

"Get him out of here!" Laurie shouted as she pulled out her pistol and shot The Hillbilly four times in the chest. Causing The Hillbilly to fall flat on his face. Laurie knew better than to trust that he was dead. She learned that from past experiences with Michael. She learned to never trust that you've killed your attacker until you're sure you've killed them properly.

And as she expected, The Hillbilly was starting to wake up. He picked up his chainsaw as he slowly got to his feet. Laurie didn't wait a moment as she was about to run for the vehicle until she heard.

"Laurie watch out!" The voice of Barker was heard as he pushed her out of the way before The Trapper slashed down. Missing both of them. The Trapper's weapon slashed down on the ground as some of the dust kicked up from the impact of the weapon.

Without a second to waste, Barker helped Laurie up, Barker then jumped back just before The Trapper swung at him again. Laurie was up on her feet but then was met with a loud scream and the revving of a chainsaw as The Hillbilly came straight for Laurie. He then swung down only for Laurie to catch the Chainsaw by the motor part. Holding it in place as the blade was extremely close to her face. Laurie was using every ounce of strength in her arms and legs to hold the chainsaw in place, it was either that or death. The Hillbilly started to laugh in his own vocal tongue. Barker then pulled out his pistol as he shot The Hillbilly in the left leg. The Hillbilly fell on one knee, relieving Laurie from the struggle as she let out an exhale of exhaustion. But she was immediately pulled back by the back of her tank top. Barker grabbed her by the collar of Laurie's tank top. Pulling her out of harm's way when The Trapper swung at her.

"Make a run for the car!" Barker shouted as he helped Laurie up. The Trapper advanced towards them at a slow pace. The Hillbilly was regaining his footing. Without a second wasted, Laurie and Barker ran toward the vehicle. Hawkins had started the car as he slowly put the car in reverse. He then pressed a button to pop the back of the car open. The back of the car slowly opened as it drove onto the road. Barker and Laurie race to get into the car.

Dr. Sartain climbed in the back as he held out his hand.

"Hurry! Come on!" Dr. Sartain shouted as Laurie and Barker ran with all their might. The Hillbilly was revving up his chainsaw, chasing the two of them. The Trapper wasn't far behind as he got into a much faster pace. Laurie was the first to grab Dr. Sartain's hand as the doctor pulled her onto the back of the car with all he had.

She pushed down the back seats as she took Dr. Sartain's place.

"Come on, Hurry!" Laurie shouted as she held out her hand for Barker. The Hillbilly and The Trapper were gaining more ground as they were catching Barker and the car.

Barker then leaped for Laurie's hand as he took a leap of faith. He grabbed Laurie's hand as Dr. Sartain held her shoulder to keep her from falling out of the vehicle.

Laurie pulled Barker in with all her strength.

"Go, Frank! GO!" Laurie shouted as Hawkins put the pedal to the medal. The car took off, far faster than The Hillbilly or The Trapper could keep up with.

They all sat in the car, exhausted from the battle they had just survived.

"We're going to need more than just guns and bullets to kill them…" Barker said.

"What do you suggest we do, Chief?" Hawkins asked as he drove back to Haddonfield.

"If I could make a suggestion," Dr. Sartain said.

"What?" Barker asked.

"In order to kill a monster, you need a monster…and I believe we already have a monster for our town," Dr. Sartain said as a smile grew on his face.

"NO! He won't help us! He'll kill all of us!" Laurie shouted.

"Ms. Strode, please! The Doctor might be right. After everything we did to them, Michael Myers is probably the only one who can help us against them," Chief Barker said.

Laurie was very, very, very, extremely reluctant about this. After everything Michael had done in the past, they were willing to use him to try and kill two more killers. It sounded redundant, even stupid. But what other options did they have?

"The only problem is, if we are going to have Michael fight the two, we need to know his whereabouts. And Frankly, he hasn't been seen since the bus crash," Dr. Sartain said.

"I think I might know where to look. The townspeople of a town just outside Transylvania said something about a masked man, walking into the forest, and not being seen again. My guess is that's where Michael is," Hawkins said as they drove towards Haddonfield.

"Well then, to Transylvania it is," Barker said.

"First we need to get Frank to the Hospital, That Hillbilly got him good on the side," Laurie said to the group.

To Be Continued…