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<div align="center">“No, this has got to be a mistake. My father worked in the World Trade Center, not this Bedi Jendu Order or whatever you called it.” - Patrick Keylan Bac
Patrick Keylan Bac was born the son of Jonathan Bac and Mary O’Brien on Earth in the city of Dublin, Ireland in 1983. His parents never married, though they remained good friends throughout Patrick’s childhood years. Patrick had a fairly normal childhood, one that was better than most. He had many friends, he was popular at school and he had every luxury a child and eventually a teenager could dream of. When Patrick was seven, he met Taylor Rendar. Taylor had just moved to Dublin from the United States of America and had little friends at first, but Patrick soon showed him around and he too became quite popular. However, that friendship didn’t last very long. During their sophomore year of High School, they got into a fight over a girl and stopped speaking with one another. Taylor was hurt over what had happened, though Patrick was able to move on and forget about Taylor.
As many wise men might say, happiness doesn’t last forever. In the summer of 2001 when Patrick was eighteen, his father moved to New York City because his office transferred him to the World Trade Center. Only mere weeks after starting his new job, terrorists attacked the World Trade Center and Jonathan was killed when the North Tower collapsed. After Patrick was informed, he didn’t speak to anyone for days but he eventually found comfort in his mother. She offered kind words and became someone that Patrick could depend on to be there whenever he needed her for support. From that day forward, Patrick was happy again. But, as those wise men had said, happiness doesn’t last forever.
When Patrick was twenty-four years old, he was driving to his mother's house, as he she now lived in a mansion in the outskirts of London, England. When he arrived at the scene, he saw dozens of police cars. Knowing something had to be wrong, he jumped out of the car and tried to run around to the back of the house. He was stopped by a police officer, but he pushed through her. When he got to the other side of the house, he found his mother gutted and hanging from a tree. He collapsed to the ground in complete shock and denial. The police officer told him that this was not the first time that the murderer has struck. Enraged at the failure of the police, Patrick stormed to his car and drove off.
Patrick Keylan Bac was born the son of Jonathan Bac and Mary O’Brien on Earth in the city of Dublin, Ireland in 1983. His parents never married, though they remained good friends throughout Patrick’s childhood years. Patrick had a fairly normal childhood, one that was better than most. He had many friends, he was popular at school and he had every luxury a child and eventually a teenager could dream of. When Patrick was seven, he met Taylor Rendar. Taylor had just moved to Dublin from the United States of America and had little friends at first, but Patrick soon showed him around and he too became quite popular. However, that friendship didn’t last very long. During their sophomore year of High School, they got into a fight over a girl and stopped speaking with one another. Taylor was hurt over what had happened, though Patrick was able to move on and forget about Taylor.
As many wise men might say, happiness doesn’t last forever. In the summer of 2001 when Patrick was eighteen, his father moved to New York City because his office transferred him to the World Trade Center. Only mere weeks after starting his new job, terrorists attacked the World Trade Center and Jonathan was killed when the North Tower collapsed. After Patrick was informed, he didn’t speak to anyone for days but he eventually found comfort in his mother. She offered kind words and became someone that Patrick could depend on to be there whenever he needed her for support. From that day forward, Patrick was happy again. But, as those wise men had said, happiness doesn’t last forever.
When Patrick was twenty-four years old, he was driving to his mother's house, as he she now lived in a mansion in the outskirts of London, England. When he arrived at the scene, he saw dozens of police cars. Knowing something had to be wrong, he jumped out of the car and tried to run around to the back of the house. He was stopped by a police officer, but he pushed through her. When he got to the other side of the house, he found his mother gutted and hanging from a tree. He collapsed to the ground in complete shock and denial. The police officer told him that this was not the first time that the murderer has struck. Enraged at the failure of the police, Patrick stormed to his car and drove off.
