Colin Haze

by IamHay

His parents were brutually murdered by a mystery man in black. Twenty Three years later, they come and try to kill him. And the only clue he has is his horrid past, which he has trying to forget for many, many years.

2. Chapter 1

Chapter One

Colin sat in his bed, knowing he had to fall asleep sometime. The geography quiz was tomorrow and he could not miss a single minute of tonight's sleep. It was 10:30, and he was wide awake, knowing that he had to wake up nine hours from now. As much as young Colin didn't like school, he excelled in every class, and it seemed to be important to him. But it wasn't. His father was put on top of every single thing in his entire life. He loved him as much as his Father loved back. Mr. Haze was a police officer, and he was good at his job, too. But there was something about him, how he was very secret, but despite that, he always had time for Colin. It was his only son, and he loved him very much. Then, there was a break of a window. Colin sat straight up in his bed. This was unusual. Yes, on occasion, there was a doorbell at this time, but those were pranks. Somebody had meant to break the window. Colin slowly and steady got up, and put on his best super-spy shoes (that is what he called them) he put on to spy on people without making noise. Colin creeped down the hallway like a sly fox, with every sudden noise, he stopped, looked around in a circle, and then continued down. When he got near his parents' bedroom, he heard his parents. Terrified. Well Mrs. Haze was. The closer Colin got, the more clearly he heard. Sudden change in tone caused Colin to hear more and more words until he was directly next to the door. The door was cracked, and then Colin peaked in. There was a man, dressed in all black except for his gun, which was slightly grey. The window was broken, with a rope hanging inside. The all-black man was pointing the gun at Mr. Haze, and a faint peak of his wife behind him. Colin was awestruck on the sight. The man said no words. He just continued to point the gun at Mr. Haze. Mrs. Haze just stood there, whimpering in fright. Mr. Haze noticed Colin, and then quickly looked back at the man with the gun. But he was too slow, and the man noticed Colin. He let out a tiny yelp, and then Colin looked away. The man looked back at Mr. Haze, and then pulled the trigger. Mr. Haze collapsed to his knees, his eyes having a blank stare, and he fell to the cold, hard wood on the ground. Mrs. Haze screamed, and a gunshot went off, but then silence. The all-black man grabbed the rope outside of the window, and a helicopter residing on the roof took off in to the cold black sky, as a teardrop fell to the ground off a little boys face named Colin, because he was alone in the dark, evil world.