Originally planning to be a gangster for Halloween, He went to a place he was't supposed to go to. It was the dark alley. You ask, "Why did he go in there?" Well, here's why:


Richard was an 11 year old boy who loved Halloween ever since he was 5. He always loved dressing up and going to get candy. Especially the candy. He went out when he was 11, thinking that he might be getting a bit old for this. "Oh well" he said, "I guess I'll just do it for the candy." No one was watching, he sneaked out the door to go trick-or-treating. He met up with his friends at the corner of his house. They went trick-or-treating for hours. Until, they went at a door and Richard just looked at his candy, eating it when he realised that...all of his friends were gone. He looked confused. "Where are they?" He asked. "Oh whatever, I'll just find them my self." He went to a strange looking dark alley, wondering where they were. "H-h-h-hello?" He studdered. A faint howl came to him and said hello again. "Nick. I know thats you." No awnser. "Hmmmmm.. Where are they?" Suddenly, a dark creepy figure emerged from the dark and took Richard's soul. He was then causing destruction and pain along the city. He was called for the rest of his life, "The Broken Kid"