The Bourne Amenity | By : crimsoncoral Category: 1 through F > Bourne Supremacy Views: 4157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hey guyz sorry about the wait.
Hope you enjoy this…
Chapter 3:
Bourne’s body went on auto-drive as
he walked to his closet. His movements were rhythmic, fluid and seemingly
routine. His mind was no longer actively involved with his body instead it had
settled in a faraway place and, like a beam of light stretching toward a figure in the distance, it
illuminated a memory of her leaning over the table smiling brightly at him the
way she had done just the day before. His heart skipped a beat and the ease at
which his body moved temporarily jolted before resuming its cadence. He
remembered her before that, when her eyes had been wide in fear and her face
paler then usual. He had scared her because he had been angry and her fear had
hurt him more then any wound he had ever sustained. He had been angry but it wasn’t her fault. It wasn’t her fault that
the dreams came, that they plagued him night and day; it wasn’t even her fault
that she had to question him about them. Nothing was her fault; she was trying
to help him so he would never have hurt her. But you will hurt her now if you
have to. Bourne closed his eyes and covered his face then taking one
long deep breath, finished packing his luggage and left his apartment. It was
going to be the longest 24 hours in his whole damn life.
She moved on top of him, their nude bodies
sliding on top of each other. The corners of her lips were curled up into a
smile and as she neared her face to him her smile turned into a grin. A sweet
sounding laugh, like the sound of a million angels whispering, flowed from her
and their lips touched. It was like electricity moving through him, it moved
through him in waves reaching the deepest, most hidden parts of his being. She
made his mind race with insecurities and flutter with excitement, and she
brought his body to life. It hardened under hers, pressing up into her
demanding attention. She laughed again, her eyes so bright with life that it
made his heart skip and his breath hitch ever higher, then she wiggled above
him and his back arched up. A loud animalistic snarl echoed from his throat as
he put his hands on her hips and pressed up, desperately needing for her to
give what his body desired; what he desired. He looked up at her and ran his
hands down her shoulders and back before resting them on her hips.
“God, Nikki. You’re
beautiful, you know that?” There was something wrong…like a beeping or a
ringing. There was somewhere that he needed -
She kissed his neck
and began running her hands down his chest lower and lower and lower still.
“Uh…God
,Nik-“ the beeping got louder “Nikki, wait.
What is that?” She looked and tilting her head to the side she gave a little
frown. “Ignore it. It’s not important.” She stated continuing to move her hands
lower. He wanted to, his whole body was alive and on fire…but the beeping.
“Nikki, wait. It is important. Somebody’s calling me. There is something I need
to do.”
“No there isn’t”
Sitting up, Jason put his arms around her kissing her at the back of her ear
then down her neck. “I’ll come back, I just need to see what they w-“
Nikki’s eyes were wide
with fear and she began backing away from him. “Nikki? Nikki, what’s wrong wh-”
“Help! Help me! He’s going to kill me! HELP! HELP
ME HELP ME HELP!!” She was backing away her nude body catching the light of a
streetlamp that streamed through the window.
“Don’t kill me Bourne!
Please don’t-”
“Nikki what are you
talking about? I’m no-”
“Put it down, please
Bourne put it down.”
“Put what dow-” he stopped asking the question when he looked his
body. It was soaked in blood and his fingers were gripped tightly around a 3.5”
skinning knife.
“I’m going to slit
your throat.” He found himself saying.
“No, please Bourne!
Don’t! Don’t!”
“I’m going to do it
Nikki and you can’t stop me. I’m a killer! It’s what I do! What did you expect?
Did you expect me to love you?” Jason didn’t want to say it, but he couldn’t
help himself. It was like his body wasn’t his own, like he was watching through
his eyes but there was somebody else steering the wheel. He wanted to scream’
no’, he wanted to stop himself but his body just kept moving. Her screams got
louder and louder and she raised her arms but the force with which he brought
his hand down pushed them away.. The knife went right
through her throat, and he saw red. The blood gushed out of her like a fountain
of wine, rushing out at him. Turning his head upward and opening his arms wide
Bourne opened his mouth and-
Bourne shot up off the floor, his
body was drenched in sweat and there was a loud noise echoing through the room.
It was only when he breathed in that he realized that he had been screaming. Taking
a calming breath, he turned toward the beeping that had brought him out of the
dream. His phone, it was headquarters. Jason stared at the phone, fear
beginning to bubble in his stomach causing the vile taste of bile to rise into
his mouth. He didn’t want to answer it, but his body was moving on its own
accord. It picked it up and pressed the talk button.
“Code in.”
“Jason Bourne. Avalon.”
“Location: Taylor St. Warehouse.”
The phone went dead.
Bourne slipped through the
storehouse his footsteps as sure and silent as those of a panther. His muscles were tense and his eyes focused
on the light streaming from the door frame at the end of the long dark
corridor. There were voices, muted voices that carried through the shut door to
him. He couldn’t use the main entrance; it would be too heavily guarded. He’d
given thought to going through the back, but something told him that those
doors would be just as heavily guarded. Drumming his fingers on his black clad
leg, his mind started working. His eyes ran over the plain walls and his legs
started moving backwards away from the door. You can’t use the doors but we’re underground…there has to be air
getting in there. Bourne stopped moving; there was a slight breeze rushing
down him. He looked up…
“What was that?” The man asked looking up at the ceiling.
“Did you hear that man? Did you-” the man looked up at the ceiling; his had
tightened on the gun he was holding.
“What you talkin’ about man? I
didn’t hear nuthin’…Man, Jack I told ya ta stay of that fuckin’ stuff man…”
“No man, there was something! I heard it man…I ain’t on shit!”
Another barely audible sound slipped through the air and Jack’s head
whipped around. It was coming from the other room.
“Did ya here that Eugene?”
“Ya… ya
man, that I heard.”
“I’m gonna check it out.” Jack
walked off, steps becoming less and less sure as they reached to conjoining
door. He opened the door and turned on the lights-
Eugene waited and listened. There was
complete silence and it stretched through the whole room like the black hand of
death. Eugene
felt a cold shudder run down his spine. He swallowed; something was very wrong
“Jack? Yo Jack wassup?” Frowning Eugene moved forward, his gun cocked and
ready. Whatever got Jack was sure as hell not going to get him. He pushed the
door open and looked around the room. Everything was normal, nothing was out of
place, but there was a stain on the floor.
A dark red stain, Eugene
took a step towards it and-
Nikki
looked up at him, her eyes teary and unbelieving her heart wrenching with
betrayal and fear. How could he do this?
How could he do this to me?
“Please don’t hurt me Brian…Why are you doing this?”
“Where is the next target Nikki?!”
“I told I don’t have access to that kind of information!”
she could barely contain the fear bubbling through her body. Her wrists burned
where the ropes tied her hands together and her head hurt. Please let them send someone to help me. Please, they can’t let me die
here… Her mind whispered back to her Yes
they can, they’ve done it to so many other people. Nikki hated that voice
of reason inside her. She closed her eyes and exhaled.
“Why are you doing this Brian? You had it good with them-”
Brian motioned to one of the two other men in the room. The man walked over and
handed Brian a switchblade.
“Wh-what are you doi-AAAHHHHH!”
The scream ripped through his
system and his blood ran cold. It felt like the whole world started spinning
and he couldn’t breath and he put a hand on the wall to steady himself. Nikki…God Nikki. She
is exp- Another scream ran through him and this one made his world stop
spinning and his blood begin to boil. Fury rising up and out of him like flames from a volcano. His legs started moving, running
fast towards the sound of her voice. They’re
hurting her… They’re HURTING her.
Nikki watched Brian as his hand
pulled the bloodied knife out of her arm, tears streamed down her face.
“God, I don’t know! I don’t know I swear! I SWEAR!”
“That’s okay. I’m enjoying doing this anyway.”
A gunshot exploded in the room and
one of the men in the room fell to the ground. The decent of the knife towards
Nikki’s arm stopped and they both turned their heads toward the noise. One of the men in the room fell to the floor
with a loud thump. The other started to pull out a gun, but his had didn’t even
touch it before another gunshot filled the room and he fell to the ground.
Bourne pointed the man and he felt himself sway slightly, his hand began to shake.
The man was using Nikki as a shield, and he was hidden perfectly behind her.
Not a single vital point showing, a wrong hit could-would- kill her.
Nikki was staring at him, her wide
eyes bloodshot and teary, begging him to keep her alive. He felt sick, right
down to the stomach. She looked terrible, like she had suffered. Her arms were
bleeding profusely from two stab wounds, both her wrists and her ankles were raw
from the rope and her face was badly bruised. Brian was holding a knife to her
throat. Webb had never truly wanted to kill anyone in his life. But as he stood
there staring at Nikki, he wanted nothing more then to put the gun down and
strangle the man to death. He didn’t want him to die quickly, not cleanly with
a bullet between the head like Bourne would usually do and he preferred. He
wanted it to be slow, painful and gruesome.
Nikki knew she was going to die.
Bourne didn’t give a damn about her surviving because the agency didn’t care
about her survival and whatever the ordered he did. She felt the tears begin to
flow freely again and her hands began to shake.
“Put the gun down man. Put it down or the girl gets it”
Shot soldier! Shoot him, shoot right through her chest and you’ll get him right
in the heart. No I can’t that’s- Nikk- Do it now
soldier! Failure is unacceptable! She is expend- no no
no no no
no no no
no NO! Placing a hand
to his temple he felt his grip on his gun waver. He opened his eyes again and
looked deep into hers.
“Put the gun down! PUT IT DOWN!”
Put it down Bourne. PUT
IT DOWN!
Nikki
stared deep into his eyes and, for the second time in three days she’d seen a
human being standing in front of her where before she saw only a killer. Her
disbelief grew as she heard the gun clatter to the ground.
What are you doing? You’re
disobeying an order! You were told th- shut up…I don’t care.
“On the ground! Put your hands on
the floor in front of you and keep still.” Brian had let go of Nikki and was
walking towards Bourne, clenching a gun that he had pulled out of his pocked
and was pointing at Bourne. Bourne was lying immobile face down. His muscles
were as tense as ever and his mind was constant motion. The foot steps stopped
right in front of his head and before he mind could catch up to his body. His
hands hand grabbed hold of Brian’s ankles and pulled hard enough for the man to
fall backwards. The bullet launched up out of the gun and caught Bourne his
hip. Bourne didn’t make a sound, instead he used to pain to fuel his rage.
Nikki watched the seen in awe as it
unfolded before her eyes. He was faster then anything she’d ever seen in her
life. Before Brian could recover from the pain of his head smashing into the
floor Bourne was on top of him. His two legs locked around Brian’s body in such
a manner to keep him pinned down while Bourne’s fingers wrapped tightly around
the man’s neck. Nikki shivered. He was truly a force to be reckoned with. The
man’s body moved around helplessly trying to gain some footing but it never
happened. Soon the struggling became less and less and the man became redder
and redder from the lack of oxygen. Then almost abruptly the struggling stopped
and Bourne let go.
Nikki watched him walking towards
her and she vaguely wondered how he could bare to move. She wondered if she
should be scared, he’d just proved once again that he was a killing machine. She
got a glimpse into his eyes and all her fears drifted away, she was safe. She
knew it. She could see it in his eyes. So when a sudden wave of exhaustion came
over her, she let the darkness claim her knowing very well that she would never
be safer with anyone then she would be with him.
Well hope u guyz enjoyed this
chapter… There will be one more chapter after this one. But it might take me
awhile to post it. I’ve got exams coming up so I won’t have the time to update
for awhile but know that the final chapter is coming!!
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