¡Yandere! Michael Myers x ¡Murderer! Reader

¡Yandere! Michael Myers x ¡Murderer! Reader

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Y/N L/N is considered to be a normal resident of Haddonfeild, Illinois. When she was younger she had a friend. Her only friend in fact. Michael Myers. They grew up together. Y/N was being abused by her step father. Her mother was powerless. So on one Halloween night Y/N and Michael planned to kill. Michael killed his older sister Judith. You on the other hand, your step father killed your mother and you killed him. You were able to get away with it. The officers weren't sure how he died. They said he fell down the stairs. You know what happened though. They took Michael from you that night. You'll never forget. You promised him. You're now 21 and you still haven't forgot what happened that night 16 years ago. You'll never forget. How could you? He was your everything. You've become someone. Someone Michael needed. You can complete him.
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(Prequel to Clair de Lune) "We're born to believe the opposite of different is normal, and vice versa. Well, I'm the opposite of both." I lost my parents just before my fifteenth birthday. The circumstances were deemed accidental and it was swept under the rug. Truth is, someone covered up the whole situation and I was sent somewhere I knew no one would find me. I was swept under the rug too. Critter Ridge Orphanage is an old building placed in the pines somewhere in the state of New Jersey, run by a kindly woman and housing a family of others like me. Boys and girls all different in their own aspects. They didn't like me and I didn't like them, which was fine. Miss Huld, the owner, seemed to like me enough and that was all I needed. Things changed, though. They found a dead body on our property and everyone scrambled to lock the doors and bar the windows. The normal kids at school all started to edge away from us, from me in particular. They called us witches and devil worshippers. They were scared they might be next. I couldn't keep my nose out of where it didn't belong and then everyone was involved in the mystery. There's ghosts around every corner in this house, and if we don't figure out what's wrong here, we might just become the next ones.

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