)Aztek heard the sirens of the police office. Without thinking he started to run towards it. He ran to were he left his father. "Dad!" Aztek saw the unbelivible. His father was laying next to his moms grave, blood gushed out of his chest. "Son.." he maneged to gasp out. With his nose azteks father pointed to a man wearing black clothes, running down the street. With a growl aztek ran towards the man, it felt as if he were on that day again, before the acident. But this time, there was nothing, just him and the man that shot his father. He grabbed the mans pants, making him trip and fall on the ground. When he saw the mans face, he almost passed out. It was the same man he was chasing before the acident, the same look on his face, the same man. The man went from angry, to terified. Aztek thought the great of the police dogs were behind him and the man saw them, but the pack wasn't here. Aztek stared into the mans eyes, the man into his. Then, the unbelivible happened. "I'm sorry" the man muttered. "I'm so sorry." Tears ran down the mans cheeks. Why was the man sorry? Aztek didn't know.
