Climax

A/N: Gimme those power stones, we must rise through the ranks.

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"Here we go..."

Those police light's are sure bright.

I turned away from the window, glancing over at Karen who was having a panic attack.

"I'm scared. I don't know how to do this."

The knife in her hand dropped to the floor. She was hugging herself and muttering some stuff I couldn't hear. Laurie walked over to her and picked up the knife, looking down at her daughter.

"You never wanted to listen when I spoke about that night... but this is why. We fight to survive. He is a killer. But he will be killed tonight. I've been preparing for this for a long time. And whether you know it or not, so have you."

Karen started to cry, but she still shook her head up and down. It didn't take a genius to know that she was underprepared.

Ray tried to walk over and comfort his wife, but I stopped him before he could.

"Stop. I know you're worried but I think Ms. Laurie needs to do this."

He hesitated for a moment, but eventually agreed and stayed next to me.

"Shanah... I'm sorry. For everything."

A tear rolled down Laurie's face, she was dealing with a lot of complicated emotions she hadn't face in a long time. Luckily, Karen picked up on this and did something so simple.

She just hugged her mom.

It's hard to describe you know.

The raw emotion that was felt in the moment was something you'd think you would only see in a movie.

Ironic that I was in one now and seeing one of those scenes.

Ray had a nice grin on his face as he saw the scene unfold before him, same with me. With all the killing and bloodshed, it was nice to see something so heartwarming for once.

"I'm going to check the secruity cameras. I'll call if anything happens."

Walking over to the otherside of the house, I stopped in front of a table covered in different cmputer screens, each screen connected to a camera that was monitering a part of the house

'There you are.'

I saw a police cruiser slowly rolled up to the front of the house. It hit a couple of garbage cans and then stopped right in front of the house. I walked over to the front window, seeing the cruisers light's flashing.

As I stepped onto the front porch, the wind chime rung. I didn't need the John Wick preset to know that Micheal was here. My instincts were screaming to tread carefully. But where was Micheal?

I had no idea.

I pulled out my Heckler and made my way to the crusier. I peered inside of the driver's side door.

"Fucking hell..."

I was greeted with the sight of the officer. He had his throat slit and what looked like a pen jammed through his ear. His arms looked like they were crushed by a elephant, and blood was everywhere. But the worse part I saw, the part that almost made me throw up?

His face.

It was gruesomely carved like a jack o' lantern, with with his eyes cut out into triangles. His nose was cut off and cut out into another triangle shape. And to top it all off? His mouth was ripped on his sides, making a horrifying smile, paired with blood running down it.

I covered my mouth as I felt the puke trying to escape from my stomach. I was forced to push it back down.

"..."

"..."

"..."

*BANG*

*PING*

I had felt something horrifying behind me, and on instinct I turned around and took a shot. But a loud 'ping' was heard right after I took the shot. I saw something that I never thought I'd ever see in my life.

Micheal blocked the bullet with his knife.

And the knife didn't break!

"What in god's name..."

I quickly ducked under a wide swing from Micheal, taking the chance to move backwards and gain some distance.

Micheal looked at me with his head tilted, as if he was confused on how I was able to dodge his swing. Well I didn't care. I took 3 more shots at him, each one aimed at his head. Yet the monster tilted his head to dodged the first 2 bullets, before blocking the last one with the flat of his knife. He then lunged towards me, attempting to stab me in the chest.

'CQC go.'

Right before he could reach me, I used my CQC skill. A read dot was on his chin, and my body automatically moved so my leg could kick him from his chin, which knocked him backwards. As he hit the ground, I unloaded the entire clip in my magazine into Micheal. Face, chest, legs, everywhere I could shoot.

*CLICK*

"Shit."

I quickly tried to reach my extra gun magazine, but a arm grabbed my neck before I could react. Micheal was already back up, blood dripping down his face and other body parts. He slammed me into the police crusier, slamming me hard enough to cause me to cough up blood.

"ACK!"

I dropped to the ground, grabbing the back of my head in pain. Pretty sure I suffered a concussion from that. I jumped out the way of Micheal attempting to stomp down on my head, instead he just crushed the crusier door like it was nothing.

Just how strong is this guy?

Pulling both pistols from my back, I opened fire on Micheal. He was a sponge, tanking each bullet with little reaction. He started to walk through the bullets even!

This dude is just the terminator!

I shot at both of his knee's which made him kneel on the ground. Perfect chance for me to run over and point both gun's at his eyes and shooting. Blood spewed out everywhere as Micheal began to wildly swing his knife, forcing me to step back to avoid getting slashed.

But I guess the Anomaly made him into daredevil or something.

Cause he started to slash towards my direction!

I had to jump backwards again, but he was able to follow me with a lunging stab. I used both of my pistols to block the blade, forcing Micheal to divert from his original path and to my left. I kneed him as hard as I could in his ribs, before trying taking another 2 shoots at his head.

Before I could pull the trigger, He used his free hand and let out a punch that connected directly with my ribs. I flew back a couple of feet, rolling across the ground. I was able to get back up onto me feet, albeit with a slight struggle.

Micheal was on his feet already and started to make his way towards me, knife raised up to stab me.

But he stopped, looking at the front door of the house.

I already knew what he was trying to do.

Raising my pistols I tried to take another shot but he moved faster then I expect, grabbing my dress shirt and pants and before I knew it I was flying.

He threw me over the police crusier.

"...fuck..."

I let out a groan as I crashed down on the ground.

I really didn't want to get up now.

Laurie POV:

*BANG*

A gunshot went off.

Laurie broke away from her daughter and picked up her pump action 12-gauge shotgun. She walked out of the living room, making her way to the front door.

"August?.."

She looked through the door's window and saw in plain sight...

August facing off against Micheal.

Both were pretty banged up but August was losing, a lot of blood was dripping down his head. But before she could observe more, Micheal stared in her direction.

In a heartbeat she locked the door, locking it with her lock.

"Mom?

Her daughter and Ray had come from the living room to see what happened.

"He's here Karen. Michael is here. Go to the shelter and hide. You'll be safe there."

She nodded at her and took Ray. Spinning the island counter clockwise, her daughter shared a look with her. Laruie armed herself at the front door and a thought passed through her mind.

Is this good-bye?

Was this it?

She had come to terms with herself and was fine with dying as long as Micheal died with her. But now she didn't know if she was ok with that.

The moment with her daughter brought a idea back into her life.

I still have people to live for.

I can't die yet!

It was a idea like this that birthed a new motivation for her.

She turned back towards the window with her shotgun to keep an eye Micheal. But before she gets a glance, the glass of one window was smashed.

Micheal's right arm reached through and grabbed her by the side and then slided to her throat. The shotgun was useless as he pulled her into the door.

Micheal's other arm punched through the other window and reached desperately for her.

She spun around until her back was to the door. Using her left hand, she reached up and grabbed hold of Micheal's spastic hand.

With her right hand, Laurie pumped her shotgun and pointed it towards Micheal's left hand. Micheal grabbed hold of the barrel on accident and she pulled the trigger.

*BOOM!*

Micheal's left hand exploded. 2 of his fingers disintegrated by the blast, with thumb and 2 others left after the shot.

Micheal ripped his arm out, before retreating back into the darkness.

Karen POV:

*BOOM*

She heard footsteps above her. Looking over, she took a glance and considered the overwhelming arsenal of weapons beside her: A crossbow, a semi-automatic rifle, a shotgun and a small handgun, etc.

But she chose to grab the smallest firearm on the wall and walk to the base of the ladder as the footsteps pace above her. Her husband grabbed the crossbow and aimed it at the trap door above of them, ready to shoot

They both heard the island move aside and the hinges of the door lift open.

She was nervous.

But the gun is ready.

But her mother peeked her head inside instead.

"It only works if you load it, Sweetheart."

She took a deep breath of air, relieved to see her mother who climbed quickly down with her shotgun to join her.

"Oh man are you ok?"

Ray tried to ask her mom but she only walked to the wall of weapons and exchanged her pump-action shotgun for a rifle.

Her mom flipped a circuit breaker, which turned the lights off upstairs. Her mom then flipped a switch to slide the island back into place.

All 3 listened quietly as her mom loaded rounds into the rifle.

The sound of the front door opening was heard by the 3 of them. Footsteps were just above them.

Micheal was above them.

Her mom tracked the steps with the site of her gun.

"He's right there."

She fired three rounds into the ceiling at the position she suspected be at.

A eerie slience was left.

Allyson POV:

"Ha...ha...ha.."

She was finally here, finally at here Grandmothers house. She approached the house slowly, seeing the house through the trees. She was scared, really scared. But it was going to be ok once she got to here Grandmothers house.

Walking closer, she saw a police car parked outside of the house, it's light's still flashing.

"Get down now!"

Someones hand pushed her to the ground, forcing her to lay on the ground. It was a boy her age, but what threw her off was that he was dressed in a fancy suit, while all bloodied and dirty.

"Who are you?"

"Shh! Stay quiet."

"who are you?"

He gave her a look that said 'shut up', which she followed quickly once she heard the sound of glass being broken.

*BOOM*

A gunshot went off, forcing her to cover her ears due to how loud it was. The boy next to her only stayed hidden under the car.

"Come on."

Pulling her up, he forced her to get up. They moved around the crusier, but she stopped when she saw what was inside.

"Oh my god, I'm going to thr-"

She threw up.

Laurie POV:

Quietly moving out of the bunker, she readied her rifle. There was no sign of Micheal, but her senses are on high alert.

"Michael?!"

*BANG*

A hole was formed in the wall of the living room.

"Michael?! Come out."

*BANG*

A window broke.

*BANG*

The pantry was blasted apart.

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

The staircase had holes in it now.

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

She shot everywhere she heard a sound. Not matter how small the noise was she'd shoot at it. A silence settled through the house, she heard the sound of someone, throwing up.

She looked out the broken window of the front door. Allyson was here. Her grandaughter was puking her gut's out. August patted her back as she threw up.

She ran out of her house as fast as she could, grabbing Allyson.

"Allyson, you can't be here."

"Grandma?.."

Her grandaughter wiped her mouth as tears started to form in her eyes.

"I found her trying to get to your house, but I stopped her."

August walked up as Allyson hugged her, crying her eyes out. She to had a few tears form in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry. It's not over. You need to run. Run and hide. Go to the road and don't look back. Get help. Save yourself."

"I'm not leaving without you."

" You must. Go now. I love you."

Allyson got up, and started to walk backwards. Before she turned around, she look up.

"Grandmother?!"

She already knew who was behind her.

August did to.

They both turned and instinctively aimed their guns toward Micheal and fired. The bullets blasted directly over Micheal's shoulders. The porch light shattered as well.

*CLICK*

Her gun was out.

"How many bullets do you have left?"

"I would say 3, but that's on my Heckler only."

She quickly dropped her rifle, pulling a large hunting knife out of a sheath on her belt.

Micheal appeared on the porch again, a kitchen knife in hand.

A classic showdown.

Micheal stepped off the porch, beforing covering the distance bewteen him and her in a few steps. Laurie took a glance and saw her grandaughter stumbling backwards.

She swung her blade, both their blades meeting.

It was a power struggle now. Even while missing fingers, Micheal's momentum was relentless. He tried to stab her, but August pushed her out of the before Micheal could strike.

She and August got up, their knives brandished. Micheal stared at the 2 of them.

He was intrigued.

POV change:

'Fuck.'

I'm not in a good situation.

3 bullets and a knife left.

Not good odd's.

Laurie had her hunting knife, but I don't think it would do much. Micheal had a weird aura around him, it was like he was intrigued.

Eh I don't care.

I ran at full speed towards him, jumping up to slash at him. Micheal blocked it with his knife and tried to grab me, but Lauire ran up to his side and stabbed him, continuesly pushing her blade into his side. I circled around and stabbed Micheal in his back, making him swing his knife widely enough for me to duck under and stab cut the back of his thigh.

My luck ran out though. Micheal reach around and grabbed my suit collar.

"NOT AGAIN!"

He threw me away like a sack of potatos. I landed right next to where Allyson was sitting.

Laurie was knocked away by Micheal's slash, causing her to fall to the ground, bleeding. I struggled to get up but saw someone enter the porch walkway.

Karen was here!

And she was holding a crossbow!

I knew what was about to happen but I need to make sure.

I summoned all my strength, getting up and running at Micheal at full speed again. I rolled under his wide swing again, reaching to where Lauries knife was. I pulled it out and brought my knife out and stabbed him in his back with both knives. Micheal struggled a bit before he slowly started to raise his arm to stab Laurie. I pulled out the knives and kept stabbing him, but it didn't do anything as he didn't pay any mind to it.

"HURRY KAREN! SHOOT!"

I turned and saw Karen's eyes swell with fear. Her jaw was shaking as she took at Micheal. Yet she didn't shoot, but instead lowers the crossbow in defeat.

"DAMNIT."

I tried to stab Micheal again, but he threw me to the ground again. This time I heard something crack.

"ACK-!"

I was lifted my head to see Micheal about to deal the deathblow. Laurie had a calm look on her face, as if she was ready to die. But before Micheal could strike, a arrow penetrated underneath his right shoulder, the arrow knocking him to the ground.

Micheal dropped his knife, focusing on trying to pull the arrow. He got to his feet and struggled to remove it.

I crawled over and grabbed the fallen knife with my mouth. Getting up, I kept stabbed Micheal again in the chest, leaving the knife in it. I stumbled over to Allyson as she grabbed her grandmother under her arms and dragged her back through the yard.

Micheal struggled to move but he was able to start walking to the woods. It didn't matter right now though.

Karen and Roy run to Allyson and Laurie, helping Laurie up to her feet.

"Kill it. Kill it. It must die."

Everyone started to move away but I didn't.

"Hey what are you doing kid, we gotta go."

Ray tried to grab my arm but I pushed it away

Karen and Allyson both stop carrying Laurie as they looked at me confused.

Only Laurie stared at me with a look of understanding.

"I came here with one purpose."

"Kill Micheal Myers."

"And now it's the best opportunity to do so."

Ray was going to say something but Laurie stopped him. She got up from Allyson and Karen and limped towards me.

"Don't die kid."

I gave a smile. A geniune smile.

"Don't worry, I dont plan on doing so."

??? POV:

He was wounded.

Pulling the arrow from his chest hurt but it didn't matter as he moved through the forest.

Sirens wailed in the distance. His white mask caught the moonlight.

He came to a clearing, turning and looking back in the direction of the house. He watched, breathing...

He touches his chest. Feeling his wounds; his missing fingers.

He was standing among a group shattered artificial faces of mannequins.

He walked over to a tree, taking a seat. His head tilting back as his hand presses into his blood stained clothing. His breathing deepens.

But something had come.

Something had found him.

"There you are."