Chapter 11: The Bourne ID. part 1

Jason and Marie Bourne were on their way from Paris and they were waiting for the plane to actually land.
I am Cain. I am death. Cain is for Charlie and Delta is for Cain. NO! God, dear God, Marie, help me! Thought Jason.

Jason and Marie had just narrowly avoided Carlos, an assassin wishing death upon Cain, also known as Jason.

Of course, Marie was with him, ever since the 1970’s. Then they landed in Mexico. They were going to hike to Venezuela. They were going to deal with Angélique. Next moment, they were there, Angélique with a pistol in her hand, the barrel slightly enlarged with a silencer, and she shot Marie. Marie was dead.

NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Jason Bourne screamed from his bed on the American highway. ‘When did I get here? Where’s Marie?’ then the memory struck him, as it had for the past decades. Marie was dead. He was dreaming about her death again.

Jason got up stiffly from the highway ground. ‘Now, how did I get here?’ he thought. Last thing he knew, he was actually in Venezuela. But how long ago was that? Jason began walking North, like he did last time. Then a grey corolla rolled up next to his 40 year old self, with the window rolled down. Unfortunately, he didn’t notice who the person was, otherwise, he would’ve ran immediately.

It was Carlos.

Carlos, the assassin, the person who murdered John Kennedy, now 60, still hasn’t been defeated. He took out his gun, silencer attached, for the element of surprise. Jason looked up, saw Carlos, and ran.

Jason felt pain, hot pain, along with cold trickling, on his legs and waist, but he didn’t stop. He continued to run into the desert that stretched west and east on the Highway, running for the nearest town if he could make it. Within minutes, the grey corolla is out of sight. It drove off. Jason noticed a hospital in the distance. Was it a mirage, or was it real?

Jason stumbled towards it, and it wasn’t a mirage, but it wasn’t a hospital. It was a clinic that could take him to one. He ran in, bleeding, stumbling, and asked for the nearest hospital.

Jason didn’t hear what the person said. He passed out.

When Jason woke up, he was in a hospital all right, sharing with two other people. Both were asleep. One was a dark haired woman, with very pale skin, and the other was a young man, with black hair and a scar on the right side of his face.

But of course something was wrong with Jason … he just doesn’t know what it was just yet.


I hope I didn't make anyone feel wierd ... I'm reading the Bourne Identity and it sorta seemed to fit ...

Sorry that it's short.

Enjoy!

~Ange-Aimée~