I heard a gunshot upstairs, my heart raced against my chest and this time I didn't know if it was adrenaline or because although I knew he wouldn't die the thought of him hurting would make me feel something other than annoyance.
I hated to admit, but over the course of the years of knowing Michael I had somewhat developed sentiment other than what was considered psychotic. Another gunshot ricocheted throughout the walls and I willed my legs to go move faster.
Anger flowed throughout my veins, my lips trembled in fury when I reached the top stairs. There stood Loomis along with a teen who I assumed to be was Angel- Michael's little sister.
"Ivy?!" Loomis proclaimed in shock as I stood before them. "What happened to your..." I ignored the elderly man's comment on my facial scars- my focus solely on Michael who stumbled back and regained his balance.
I took a step in front of Michael, instantly feeling the searing rage radiating from him but I was too furious to care. I quickly unsheathed my hunting knife and shoved into his grasp.
"Ivy, I thought you were better than this. He's pure evil! He doesn't care about you!" Michael's breathing became ragged in fury. While I simply smirked at Loomis, his tactic didn't work. Slowly a sinister smile crawled into my lips.
Loomis aimed the gun at me, and Michael pulled me back from Loomis but I fought's against his grip and broke free. "I ought to feel insulted. Do you not know who I am? After everything, I've done? Maybe you need a recap on who I am. For starters, death is a woman... And my name...is Ivy Hades."
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BASED ON HALLOWEEN 1978 [SORTA AU]
#8 Michael Myers - July 18,2019
#7 Halloween1978 - October 20,2019
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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