The Next Chapter of Our Lives (Ghostface X Michael Myers)

Explanations

13th chapter. Ki ki ki. Ma ma ma. LOL

Anyway, it's time for questions to be answered. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I only own my OCs

Ghostface gawked at the unmasked person in front of him. "Sydney?" he choked out.

Yes, the person in front of him is Sydney Prescott.

Jason, Freddy, and Michael stiffened with shock.

"Oh, my God. I should've killed you when I had the chance!" Ghostface growled.

"But you didn't," Sydney shot back.

"Why?" Ghostface demanded.

"Well, at first I was perfectly fine with letting you go," Sydney started explaining. "but then I started to get a little restless at night. All the previous Ghostfaces got taken out and I knew I'd be safe once they died. At least, for a brief period of time. The fact that you escaped with your life made me feel weird. When the police told me that you escaped them, I knew you were still out there and that you could come back again at any time. It became harder to sleep at night. I kept fearing your return. When you didn't, I started to relax a little.

"But then I got a phone call. I didn't recognize the number. I was hesitant to answer it, fearing it was you. But the number didn't match yours. So I answered it. But I still braced myself, just in case. It wasn't you. In fact, I didn't recognize the voice at all. They asked if I was Sydney and I told them I was. Then they asked if I wanted an opportunity to bring you to justice. I wasn't sure if it was a trap or something like that, but then they continued. They said that you teamed up with Michael. They said they wanted to bring Michael to justice and that they wanted my help. In exchange for my help, they'd help me bring you to justice. So I agreed. I packed my bags and traveled here. You didn't know it, but I was hiding in your yards and on your roof. I watched every move you made and filled in the boss. In fact, he sent Collin to see exactly HOW devoted you two are. And you two are as devoted to each other as we had feared. Now we are going to do what we plan on doing," Sydney said.

Ghostface turned to Collin. "You were IN on this?"

Collin nodded. "Yep. By the way, I was actually disgusted to kiss you. I wasn't sure if it was because you are a psychopath, or because I'm straight. Probably both."

Ghostface turned to the woman. "And who are you?"

"I'm Mia. Collin's girlfriend."

"What are your motives?" Ghostface demanded. "Sid's got one."

"The boss is my best friend," Collin explained.

"And I wanted to support my boyfriend. I know a fair amount about Michael and all his sins, so I figured I'd help bring him to an end," Mia explained.

"And the fact that you brought the Springwood Slasher and the Camp Blood Killer with you is quite possibly a bonus," Sidney said.

Freddy scoffed. "And just HOW do you plan n bringing us down?"

"Trust me. We have our ways," Sydney said.

"One more thing. Who is your boss? We've heard a fair amount about them. Who are they?" Ghostface asked.

Sydney turned to a tree. "I think it's time to reveal yourself."

A man stepped out from behind it. None of the slashers recognized him. However, Michael somewhat recognized his build. He was blond with brown eyes. He wore a khaki colored trench coat, a white T-shirt, and khaki pants. His shoes were black. "My name is Daniel," he said. "Daniel Loomis."

"LOOMIS?" Michael gasped in pure shock.

Daniel nodded. "You knew my grandfather all too well."

"Knew? Grandfather? What the hell?" Michael sputtered.

"Yes. Sam Loomis was my grandfather," Daniel said with a hint of pride in his voice.

Freddy coughed. "Great-grandfather," he said quickly before coughing again.

Daniel shot Freddy a dirty look.

Ghostface turned to Freddy. "Dude. Now is not the time."

Freddy shrugged. "Sorry. I never pass up an opportunity to make a joke."

Ghostface turned back to Daniel. "Ignore him. Anyway, continue."

"Well, all the stories my grandfather told me as a kid were stories about Michael and how Michael became his purpose in life. Of course, he phrased the stories in such a way that it wouldn't scare me, but I still got the basic idea. After Michael changed on his own, my grandfather kind of snapped. His new goal in life had solved itself. He wasn't sure what to do with his life anymore. So do you know what he did?" Daniel explained.

Michael bit his bottom lip, dreading the answer. "I have a hunch," he said.

"He grabbed a kitchen knife," Daniel continued. He took the knife away from Sydney and held it up. "Just like this one. He took a deep breath and stabbed himself right in the heart!" Daniel's eyes started to well with tears. He turned to Michael, his eyes blazing with pain and anger. "Because of you."

This angered Michael. "No! I refuse to believe that it was my fault! That was his decision!"

"He made that decision because of you! I was so enraged and grief-stricken! All of this is my revenge! By the time the night is over, there will be justice!" Daniel yelled. The tears were flowing now and the anger was stronger.

"You're crazy! And that's coming from me!" Michael shouted. At this point, the Thorazine had mostly worn off.

Daniel scoffed. "Call me what you want. Now I'm gonna do what I wanted to do for years," Daniel said. He handed the knife back to Sydney. "Just keep him back," he murmured in her ear, referring to Ghostface.

Sydney took the knife from Daniel and nodded.

Daniel reached into his trench coat and pulled out a dagger. The handle was engraved. It said "Loomis." He gripped it and started walking towards Michael. Michael's eyes widened and frantically started struggling against the chains.

Ghostface started to run after Daniel, but Sydney held the knife up to his neck. Ghostface knew better than to keep going.

Freddy and Jason started to take a step forward, but when they felt Collin and Mia's pistols poke their heads again, they froze.

Ghostface never felt more terrified in his life. All he could do was watch helplessly as Daniel menacingly approached Michael, who at the moment was equally helpless.

When Daniel approached Michael, he raised the dagger. Michael stopped struggling. He figured there was no point. If he was going to die, he wanted to die with dignity. He glared at Daniel, daring not to blink. He kept himself steady and braced himself for the stabbing pain.

Keeping the dagger raised, Daniel took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "This is for you, Grandfather." Then he swiftly brought the dagger down.

Bam! How many of you saw that coming? Also, I plan on posting the next chapter at some point next week. Stay tuned!