Chapter 2: Enter Aziz

At his home with his mother, Aziz was helping her fix some parts in the house. He wore his usual; Black choker, tight black with blue outlined hoody with a dark red t-shirt, light black pants and black boots. His hair is short and was black naturally, but he died it a dark brown, so he didnt completely match his clothing. 

"Momma, you have a wrench?" He asked her as he held a part in place. She smiled at him and handed him the wrench. "Thanks momma, you're the best." He smiled at her as he hit the part in place, which fit perfectly. "Dad sure knows how to get the right parts, let alone find them." He wiped his forehead and closed up the open space he worked on. His mother had made him some lunch for the hard work he had been doing for the past few hours. He took it gracefully and chowed down on his lunch with his mother. 

"I'm home!" Hank walked in the house as he hung his hat and coat on the rack. Aziz went to go greet with him, only to find a sad look on his face. 

"What's wrong pops? you don't look so well." Aziz asked in curiosity. His mother went and greeted his father with a hug and a kiss. 

"You know Grant? Kinsley's kid? Well.. he passed away about a week ago, leaving his kid and mother to the rest of the debt he's in." Hank shook his head as he walked into the kitchen and sat down. He opened a newspaper again, finishing off to where he was at. The mother coughed a little bit, but blood landed in her hand. Aziz brought her a pill and some water with a moist paper towel. 

"Aziz, you heard about the explosion?" Hank asked his son, seeing if he would be interested into some scavenging for evidence. 

"Yeah, it's what woke me up early and got me working in the morning." He smiled as he pointed with his thumb to the repaired part in the house. 

"What do you feel about going out and looking for some evidence, like a detective?" He smiled at him. Though Aziz was 18, he knew he liked to play around like that every once in a while. Aziz agreed to it and went with his father to the sight that was once a few houses and a ledge for a riverside. It looked like a junkyard with all the ship parts everywhere and with houses destroyed, making the scavenge seem like looting, but with detectives. Aziz looked through some rubble to fine nothing but a glow stick. 

"Huh? What is this?" He grabbed it, and immediately turned a teal blue in the darkness. As he pulled it up to the light, it dimmed and faded. Though unsure of what in the world the glow stick was, he put a chain he found in it's loop and put it around his right wrist. As he told his dad what he found, he couldn't help but feel he was being watched by someone. 

 

To be continued....

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