Alpha

Chapter 20

Alpha 20

AN: This one took awhile to type. I kept taking Five Nights at Freddy's and Team Fortress 2 breaks... Also I was busy shopping on Steam. Most of the Assassins Creed games were $4.99CDN!

Jack vaulted over the couch to get to the note quicker. The assassin knew something was wrong, he could smell it. He picked up the note and looked at the symbol printed on the page. A single blood red cross.

The assassin growled and flew out the window heading east without even thinking.

-"Grass grows, birds fly and brotha, I hurt people. I'm a force of nature."-

AN: Amelia's pov (3rd person)

They came to fast and quiet. She didn't hear them coming.

Amelia and Jamie were just falling asleep when a hand clamped over her mouth hauling her out of the sleeping bag. She kicked and struggled trying to get out of the persons grasp.

"One of Frost's favorites. What an unexpected bonus." A smooth voice purred. A man with spiked back black hair and a long black robe leaned over a sleeping Jamie. The brown haired boys dream shifted into something darker. Amelia recognized the man as Pitch Black. This only made her kick harder. She tried to make a sound to wake Jamie from the nightmare.

"Feisty one, she is." The man holding her said as Pitch pulled Jamie from his sleeping bag. He tossed the boy over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Don't be so rough. They're only kids." The man said concerned.

"The kid that had mettled in my plans. The reason I am so weak right now." Pitch growled. Amelia could feel the man shake his head. Pitch turned to look at Amelia. He smiled and walked over to her and the man. "David." Pitch said. "Are you growing soft?" It was the last thing Amelia heard before the world turned into a horrible nightmare.

-"I'm not a crazed gun man dad, I'm an assassin. Well the difference being ones a job the others mental sickness!"-

AN: Jamie's Pov (3 person)

"Wake up, Miss Frost, Mr. Bennett." A calm oddly annoying voice cooed. Jamie blinked groggily. He looked around. He was in a large white room with floor to ceiling windows on two walls. Amelia was next to him in a chair that reminded him of a dentist except the device connected to her left arm and a clip that looked like a close pin on her ring finger. She too was looking around the room. Jamie looked down to find that he had one of the arm devices on too, but without the finger clip. He finally got around to looking for the voice. They were both held down by straps across their waists, arms and angles. He couldn't tell what they were made of.

A man in a long white lab coat and bright red tie was standing in front of them leaning on a plain white table. He had short white hair and was balding on the top. The man also had a full beard. "You're finally awake." The man said.

"Warren Viddic." Amelia growled. Jamie noticed that her teeth were sharper than usual. She narrowed her eyes at the man.

"Ah good. So your father has told you about me." Viddic smiled. "I assume he also told you about genetic memory? Mind telling your friend?"

Amelia sighed. "It's hard to explain, but it's basically what it's called. Memory's in our deoxyribonucleic acid or DNA for short." Jamie raised an eyebrow.

"Precisely. Our DNA functions like an archive. It contains not only our memories, but our ancestors to dating as far back as the cavemen." Viddic said. Amelia yawned loudly. Warren's lips curled in annoyance. "Today we will be using the Animus to access your father's memories."