The Lone Wanderer
James Santos stood over his wife in the hospital, this was the happiest day of his life, his son had just been born "Catherine look it's a healthy baby boy" James said. "We've been thinking about a name for you, what do think about the name Alejandro it's a Spanish translation from Alexander the Great it means defender of mankind." "Yes, you'll be Alejandro, oh James somethings wrong uh" Catherine said. "Oh no, get her some help" James yelled, poor little Alejandro was left crying, while is mother died. James was heartbroken about his wife Catherine's death, I have to raise you in a safe place away from here, the vault! yes that's were we'll live James thought as he held Alejandro.
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ONE YEAR LATER
"Come on son walk to daddy, there you go, one year old and already walking like a pro" James told Alejandro as he put him back in his crib. Wait here I'll be right back, James said, he left and two minutes later he returned and saw Alejandro out of his crib. "Look at you, quiet the little explorer aren't you" James then went to the framed passage from the bible and said "come over here I want to show something, this was your mother's favorite passage. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end , I will give onto him that is athirst of the fountain of water freely, she always loved that, alright lets see if your friend Anata wants to play with you......" James said.
