Welcome Home Michael Myers (Michael Myers x Black Reader Part 2)

Chapter 16

NOVEMBER 1 12:07

Trash and plastic red cups littered the front yard of the massive cabin mansion. Teens ran around wildly laughing and dancing, some wearing costumes, and others in their underwear.

Yep, loud music, lots of people, and drunk teenagers, it's everything Michael hated and despised. And to know that his own daughter is at a place like this makes him even more upset. Michael had heard about the party from Janet's school of course, every teen in town had been talking about it. When Janet ran out of the Myer's house, he knew exactly where she was heading to. After his shower, he put his jumpsuit and boots back on and crept out of the backdoor, not wanting to disturb Y/N as she deals with Laurie. The party was so loud that Michael could hear it from miles away, so it wasn't hard to find at all. A boy bumped right into Michael's back, making him slowly turn around. He was dressed as Frankenstein and was stumbling around with a red cup in his hand. "Sorry about that." He slurred, he fell right over in the street and passed out. Michael took one last glance at the passed out boy, then he walked up slowly to the front door of the house. As he passed by the teenagers, they all looked at him with wonder and curiosity. He was of course almost 7 feet tall, so he draws a lot of attention everywhere he goes. At the front door of the large house was a teenager, he could've pass as a kid because of how short and skinny he was. He was dressed as a football player, but judging by how the shoulder pads seemed to weigh down on him, it wasn't his uniform. A couple dressed as the Joker and Harley Quinn walked up to him, and dabbed him up. The boy dressed as the Joker held up a bag of chips and he nodded in approval, letting them both inside the house.

Michael approached the young boy, he didn't notice Michael at first. When he finally did he jumped back in surprise. "Whoa! Cool costume. But I can't let you in unless you brought snacks or alcohol." He said coolly leaning up against the house with his arms folded. A group of girls dressed as cheerleaders standing near by giggled at this. Michael stared down at the young boy, who was now taking a sip out of his red plastic cup. He grabbed the boy by his shoulder pad and lifted him off the ground. The boy yelped dropping his cup on the ground, "Whoa! WHOA! I- I was just playing! You can go in!" He stammered, his legs dangling. Michael dropped the boy on the ground and he stumbled back, staring at Michael with wide eyes. Michael opened the door and walked inside.

If the outside of the party wasn't loud enough, then the inside definitely was, the music was so loud that it made Michael's ears vibrate from under his mask. Michael didn't like this and he wanted to leave as soon as possible, but he couldn't leave without his daughter Janet. Michael scanned the entire first floor for Janet, he knows that she's just as tall as he is, so she shouldn't be hard to find. He trudged upstairs and looked through every room, he was gonna go back downstairs but missed a door that was tucked away at the end off the hallway. Michael slowly walked to the door and opened, it was a bedroom. There was a boy in bed making out with a girl, while the other one stroked his hair. The boy stopped kissing and smirked at Michael, "Wanna join in buddy?" He asked, the girls were beckoning him. Michael stood there for a minute, then closed the door and went back downstairs. It was hard for anyone to tell because of his mask, but Michael was becoming more frustrated and more agitated, every second of being at the party. He was now back in the kitchen, he had already looked there when he first came inside, but it was the least crowded room. He slowly walked over to the glass sliding door and stared out, the glass was so clean that he could see his reflection in it. He was breathing heavy as he looked, there wasn't much outside, there was a large bonfire lit only a few feet away. The light from the fire danced around on the side of the house and on the pine trees.

He noticed a small gravel path that went down into the pine tree forest, somewhere he hasn't checked yet. Michael slowly slid the door open and stepped out, as he walked by the teenagers all looked. Some took a double take, and others gawked at his height, ("Damn! That nigga huge!" A boy said tapping on his friend's shoulder to get his attention.) As much as Michael wanted to go on a killing spree, and start killing everyone who was staring at him, he knew that that wasn't important. Bring his daughter Janet home was a lot more important than killing anyone right now. As he walked deeper into the pine forest the sound of the party was starting to fade away, which calmed Michael down a bit. As he walked on he could hear what sounded like rippling water, so he know some where close buy was a creek or lake. He suddenly made a halt on the gravel path, he could hear someone shouting. He crept forward and into the shadows of the pine trees a bit quieter now, he could see the moonlight reflecting off of the large lake now, and a few shadows of people standing. He got closer until he could make out who the people were, they were all teenagers, and they were dressed like football players, at least 5 of them were. He saw the person who was shouting, it was his daughter Janet, he could tell by her height and her shape. Michael stood in the shadows, waiting, and watching.

"For the last fucking time. STOP CALLING ME JAY JAY!" I Screamed in anger. I was just trying to relax and get away from the loud crowd for a few minutes, and here comes Tyler and his friends fucking it up. Tyler did nothing but snickered, he glanced back at his friends and they all snickered as well. "This is my house Jay Jay, I can call you whatever I want." He said coolly, now walking a bit closer. They were only wearing their shoulder pads and jersey, with they're football sweatpants to match. Tyler had his hands in his pocket, now smirking down at me, I realized that they all had their hands in their pockets. "You should be lucky and grateful that I invited you inside of my home, we all know you're the freak of the school." He said. I was now clenching my fists, trying to keep my anger down. "I'm not a freak." I said in a very low voice, I could feel my whole body trembling as the anger was about to take over. Tyler looked back at his friends and they all started laughing, "Look Jay Jay, the sooner you know your place the bet-"

Without thinking I grabbed the nearest rock I saw and threw it right at him, it hit him right on the top of his head. It hit his head so hard that I heard it bounce right off of his skull, he let out a scream of pain and fell back on the ground, clenching it. "GET HER!" He screamed, still on the ground. Before I could respond and stand up a rock got thrown at me and hit me right on the temple. For a quick second I could see stars as I rolled over holding my head, I could feel something warm running down my ear. Before I could feel what it was I felt a pair of hands on me dragging me away from the lake, they were shouting and cursing at me but I could barely hear since everything sound muffled.

The hands that were on me loosened and let go, then I heard screaming, something heavy fell beside me. As the pain was starting to finally fade away I slowly opened my eyes to see what it was. It was one of Tyler's friends laying beside me, his eyes were wide open and so was his mouth, there was blood oozing out of it. My eyes widened and I sat up scooting away, "Holy shit!" I screamed, I looked around and saw that all of Tyler's friends were dead, and laying in a pool of their own blood. What the actual fuck happened?!

"No no! Please! I'm sorry!" some one was screaming.

I got up and turned to where the screaming was coming from, and I just couldn't believe my eyes.

It was that tall man I saw at that abandoned house with my mother- my father. He was holding Tyler up by his neck, Tyler was now crying and pleading as he raised a large knife up. He shoved Tyler up against a pine tree, and stabbed him in the chest. Tyler was now gurgling and coughing up his own blood, but he continued to stab him. The scene was so disturbing, yet I couldn't look away, I couldn't help but feel a bit of satisfaction watching him get killed, he's been a pain in the ass to me all year. Tyler stopped gurgling and choking on his own blood, his body went still and limp. My father let go of his body, and it dropped down on the ground. If anybody would've been looking from a far away distance, it would've looked like he had just fallen asleep against the tree, his friends could just past as being passed out and drunk. He still had his knife raised, the moonlight danced off of it making it shimmer, Tyler's blood was now dripping from it. He slowly lowered his knife, then he turned and looked at me. He was still wearing that scary pale face mask, which now had Tyler's blood splattered all over it.

(Hope you guys liked it, I'm getting the hang of it again.🔪🔪🎃💖)