Assassin's Creed: Ancestors
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December 13th, 2008
There was once a Boy named Alex
His full name was Alexander John Smith. He suffered a great tragedy when he was 12 years old. One night he was sleeping in his room. It was 3:00 am, suddenly he heard some loud noises in the dining room. So he took his torch and got up from bed to investigate it. As he arrived at corridor he saw two men beating his parents. He was very afraid at this. suddenly his father Mr. Daniel Smith took one of the man's gun and took that man hostage but there was a third man and he came up from behind and stabbed him in the back and fired a gun at both his mother and father and killed them. As Alex was watching frightfully the man saw him and laughed at him. Alex driven by anger and grief lunged at the killer and started to punch him but he was knocked out by the killer. as he was getting knocked out he saw that the killer had a red cross locket on his neck .The next morning he found that he was in a warehouse .There a man named Roberts spoke
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