A shaky sighed escaped the girl's lips, her glassy eyes stared at the intimidating figure's masked face. Her whole body was shaking in fear at what Michael Myers could do next.

She couldn't really read him anymore, his next moves can't be predicted.

All she could do now is stare into his icy gaze and hope to not get killed.

" Listen... " She paused for a moment, her small, trembling hand reaching out to cup his covered cheek.

" Michael you need to stop this. It's insane. Laurie... I mean Angel... she won't remember you. " She repeats, hearing him huff heavily, now holding her really tight. She winced in pain and looked at him.

Why was he hurting her?

Is he mad that she's right?

And he is.

He's really mad.

If they were kids, then (Y/N) would most likely go ahead with Michael's plan to take back his sister, but now... now she went against his desire.

He knew it right from the start.

She changed.

His two enormous hands grip her arms tightly, enough to leave her bruised for a few days. He knew he was hurting her and at this point, he didn't even care.

Since (Y/N) is his, he thought that he could do whatever he pleases with her.

" S...Stop! " (Y/N) begs, squirming around until he finally lets go of her and pushes the young woman off his lap. The woman hissed and groaned, her cold hands running up and down her aching arms. He slowly got up and got his bloody knife.

(Y/N) slowly backed away, but she wasn't his target. Not at the moment at least. He was heading over to Laurie's direction and left a very frightened (Y/N) behind.

It didn't take long for him to find them.

Loomis made the mistake of just staying there a short while after he thought he killed Michael.

The man smirked and stomped his way over to the cop car, where he punched the passenger's window, shattered glass flying both inside and out of the car.

The blonde shrieked in horror. She saw him get shot multiple times, yet he was still alive! To her, it was just simply impossible and now believed that he wasn't human.

How could he be? He killed one of his close friends and attacked the other. She just hoped her parents were not harmed.

Michael finally caught hold of his sister, forcibly pulling her out and took her back inside his old home.

Loomis yelled out a few curse words and once again, begged Michael to stop. The old man got out of the vehicle and ran after the tall man and his sister.

" Damn it, Michael stop! " He shouts and that loud order to stop made its way into (Y/N)'s ears. Of course, she had heard everything right from the start, she just needed more time to think about what else to do, but...at this time...at this time she had to act without even thinking.

Yes. That's what she intends to do, although, there is something she can try...though the consequences...she can't really think of them.

The woman got up and ran over to the scene.

She just expects to be on time.

And she was.

Michael was holding her in some kind of choking hold, though he wasn't really harming her in any way. Loomis was keeping his distance, telling Michael that it wasn't her fault.

(Y/N)'s lip trembled as she got closer to him.

Everyone noticed her presence and Michael backed off a bit.

" Mickey... Stop this. " Loomis nods his head violently, his attention going back to Michael and Laurie.

" Yes. Stop it, Michael. I failed you. It's my... fault. Let her go, please. " He begged.

Michael looked at the two back and forth until he finally pushed his sister back and attacked Loomis by pushing his eyes in using his thumbs.

Laurie took that opportunity to run into the old house and hide, whereas (Y/N) stayed back and witnessed the attack happening. She ran to them and grabbed Michael's arm.

He ignored her and threw Loomis off to the side before bending down to pull him inside the house.

He still didn't bother to even look at her.

" Michael... Listen to me... " She muttered as she followed him to a room where he opened a door and saw a dirty sweater. He picked it up and inspected it.

" W-We can work this out... Right? " She swallowed the lump on her throat as she also looked around the old room and caught a glimpse of golden hair. She wasn't going to let him get to Laurie.

Michael angrily threw that dirty sweater back on the floor and pulled out his knife.

" No, No, No... N-None of that. " Her body trembled once more at the sight of the blade, taking a step back.

" Micky... Calm down...I...I. " He points his knife in her direction all of a sudden, threatening her. He wanted her to shut up, so he can hear any movement within the house or possibly any crying.

" L...Look... "

He gives her a cold look and walks off to another room, the smaller woman walking behind him.

" We can still see each other. "

The sound of her voice nearly seemed realistic, too bad she was a little off-key. He could have almost fallen for it.

He turns his head around, but he wasn't looking at her, more like he saw a possible place where his sister could be hiding.

Michael walks back to the room and took a good look at the wall.

When (Y/N) saw him her first thought was: ' Oh fuck. He found her. '

She stood in front of him, blocking his view.

" Forget Laurie! Michael take me instead! " She yells at him, her eyes had this fierce look in them. He liked the way they stared right into his.

That look oddly turned him on.

(Y/N) knew what she was getting into. She was basically having a deal with the devil there.

Her life for Laurie's safety.

It didn't seem to work, since Michael totally ignored her deal and pushed her away, beginning to kick the old wall in.

Michael had to admit that it was a nice try, though she's been his since day one, he would still take her away whether she liked it or not.

Not only did he want her, but he wanted his sister.

That way he'll protect them both.

He'll have them close, he just needs to get her.