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August 7, 1888.
Whitechapel, London.
"Just give me the god damn letter!" Leon yelled. The police officers in front of him flinched. "Sorry. By protocol, we are not able to give you the--" "I don't give a monkey's ass about protocol!" Leon interrupted. "Sir. We are going to have to ask you to leave the--" Leon once again interrupted the officer by elbowing him in the neck. The officer collapsed, unconscious. "I'll do it to the rest of you. Or, you can give me the letter. Along with anything that came with." the officers ran off to retrieve the letter.
"Here you go." an officer spoke as she handed Leon a piece of paper, and a box. "Just don't come back." "You never know. I might need some more assistance." Leon replied. The officer closed her eyes and shook her head. "You can't." She looked back up, her eyes opened. Leon had vanished.
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August 7, 1888
Whitechapel, London.
Leon sighed in exasperation. "You're still awake?" Alexa asked as she opened the door to Leon's study. "Yes. I still am. Why are you still awake? Shouldn't you be in bed? Did she fall asleep?" Leon asked. "I can't sleep, I should be in bed, and yes, she did fall asleep. Although it took an hour. She has your hyperness." Alexa replied, chuckling softly. "And she has your anger." Leon replied. "What's the case this time?" Alexa asked, strolling over. "Some murderer. Public calls him 'Jack the Ripper.' He kills women, tortures, then mutilates them. It's unnatural. And it seems as if he's skilled in doing it. He perfectly carved out a kidney, and sent a preserved half to Scotland Yard." Leon answered.
"Why 'Ripper?' " Alexa asked. "He rips out their organs and lays them around the victim. He just keeps kidneys." Leon replied. Alexa made a disgusted face. "Ugh." Leon smiled. "You should get some sleep. I don't bite. Usually." Alexa said, winking. Leon grinned. "Fine, I'm coming."
"Wake up, wake up, wake up!" a female voice yelled in Leon's ear. Leon groggily opened his eyes, yawning. "What is it now?" Leon mumbled drowsily. "You said you'd take me outside today!" the voice replied. "Quiet down, Olivia." Alexa said as she woke from her slumber. "No! Dad said he'll take me sailing today!" Olivia yelling. "Leon! She's only eight!" Alexa yelled, the anger and mild concern obvious by her tone. "She'll be fine. We went sailing. And I was a pirate. And since she's our daughter, she'll survive."
Alexa glared at Leon and Olivia, the frustration in her eyes clear. "Fine." She sighed. Olivia began to scream in joy. "Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay!" "Quiet!" Leon yelled. "You go get ready with mommy. Dad's going to sleep for a while longer." Alexa got off the bed and went towards Olivia. She picked her up.
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August 7, 1888.
Thames River.
"Whee!" Olivia yelled as she stood on the ships rail. "Get down from there!" Leon yelled. "No." Olivia replied. "What you going to do about it?" Leon grinned. "So...that's how wanna play it?" Olivia responded by blowing a raspberry. Leon pulled out a smoke bomb from his outfit pocket and threw up to Olivia. "Don't pull it!" Leon yelled. Olivia, being the irresponsible eight year old she was, pulled the trigger on the smoke bomb. Smoke enveloped Olivia, and she began to cough. When the smoke cleared, she looked towards where Leon had been, but he was gone. "Dad? Where are you?" Olivia asked, fear dripping into her voice. "Behind you." Olivia turned in surprise. "Wha...how...WHAT?!" Olivia yelled in amazement. "Teach me!" she yelled. Leon jumped over Olivia, and landed on the ship's deck. "Get off the railing, and I'll teach you." Olivia rushed over, almost tripping on nothing. "First lesson, how to climb." Leon began. "First, you climb. Then, you climb. And, voila, you've climbed." "But how do I climb?" Olivia asked. "That's for when you're older."
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August 7, 1888.
Whitechapel, London.
Jack the Ripper jumped from roof to roof, carefully stalking his next target, Catherine Eddowes. He was going to wait until she walked through the alleyway that she always did to reach her manor. He would jump down, slicing a knife from her head to her back. He would rip out her organs, and lay they in an arrangement. He grinned at the mere thought of it. Catherine made her way into the alley, and Jack made his move.
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August 8, 1888.
Whitechapel, London.
"Mommy, where's daddy?" Olivia asked Alexa. "He went out for...work." "In the morning?" "Your dad's a very busy man." Alexa said, not wanting Olivia to find about Leon's line of work. Both Leon and her had agreed not to tell her. "He better come back soon." Olivia pouted. "He said he'll teach me...magic."
Leon jumped down from the roof, and landed down by the corpse of Catherine Eddowes. "Ah, Leon!" Thatch said as he saw Leon stroll over. "Good morning, sergeant." Thatch flinched when he heard that. "You can call me Thatch." Leon chuckled. "What'd he do this time?" Leon asked. "Catherine was sliced in half, and then the organ arrangement occurred." Thatch replied.
"How'd he cut her in half?" Thatch asked as Leon examined the corpse. Leon pointed to some blue marks on the halves. "See these?" "Yes, why?" Thatch asked. "Basically, it means he had speed when he sliced her. He must have been moving really fast." "But how did gain the momentum? How did he collect that much speed?" Thatch asked. Leon looked around. "There." He said as he pointed to a roof. "Perfect height, and this would be enough for the speed."
"How did he get there?" Thatch asked. "He must've gotten there somehow." "He must have climbed up there. I'll go investigate." Leon ran up to the wall, and easily scaled it, and reached the roof. He examined the area, looking for a clue. "Found something!" Leon yelled. Leon walked over to what seemed to be a weapon. He picked it up. "Holy shit..." Leon mumbled. "Where did Jack the Ripper get gear like this?" Leon was holding a blade, where near the point, was a hook. "The Assassin's had some blueprints... These are a very similar design..." Leon thought to himself. Leon may not know much about Jack the Ripper, but he knew one thing.
Jack the Ripper had Assassin training.
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Assassin; Lost in Time
Aventura[Highest Rank #4 in Adventure.] In the year 2438, Leon Aux, an newly inducted assassin, hates his assignments. He finds it useless, and a waste of his time, as nothing ever happens. Until one day, when an organization, known only as 'OmniPotent' att...
