'I can't remember anymore what my family's faces looked like. I can't remember their voices, or who people said I looked like. Did I have mum's eyes, or were they more like da's? I think I remember Sasha's laugh. She was the oldest, the prodigy. I remember that much. But the others; I only remember their names. Three names; carved into a headstone, that stood next to mum's, da's and Sasha's; Carolyn, Leonne, and Sierra. And all I can remember about them is that they were five, three, and seven months old when Alix came after us; came after them. Killed them, spared me. Left me in a pool of my family's blood, screaming. After that, I wondered, is this why some of the others deflected? Turned Templar and ran? Because they knew what Abstergo is capable of?
That question haunted me for two years, and when it got to be too much, I ghosted. I got off the grid, cash only, fake IDs, stolen credit cards, unfortunately, that didn't stop them from finding me. And it sure as hell didn't stop Alix. A year after I got out, he found me. What happened next, well, they say that love is like a knife; and I wanted to bury that knife into his fucking chest.
- Jack's Diary 21