Jason Borne/Harry Potter crossover (NOTE: Time lines need to be worked on.)
07-04-2011, 07:46 PM
07-04-2011, 07:46 PM
Plot summery
Jason borne survives Blackbrier, the US and Russian governments trying to kill him, he has killed everyone who would try to kill him, and has a family enjoying the quite life.
He and his family visit London, and his family gets killed by death eaters and dementors. In front of him, after they tied him down, and pain cursed him for a while. It barely effects him, and as they turn their backs on him, he takes them out, and physically kills a Dementor, as no one has ever to even touch one before, and lived.
Now he is hunting down death eaters, and Dementors, killing them. He is found my Mad Eye moody after he kills a lot of death eaters, a few Vampires and a giant, Mad eye identifies him as a Slight squib, a muggle who experienced strong magic, (Like touching/killing a dementor, who he attacked because his senses told him where it was.) and that he can see magical beasts and magic for a while, maybe for a month.
The war is bad, so instead of erasing his memory, Mad eye joins him on his killing spree.
Story begin:
Jason Bourne, living proof that a single man can take down even the most 'untouchable' foes.
After the Madusa, Treadstone, Blackbrier, and the many counter terrorism events, killing backstabbing buddies, and settling down as David Webb, now professor of linguistics at Georgetown University,
the world governments, all of them, know his face. They have everyone stationed at their airports, train stations, etc. to know his face.
They were afraid of him, and justly so. He was easily the best assassin, and no one owned him.
He claims to finally be finished with vengeance, but why is he coming to my country?
World leaders would ask this question, and they would deny him entry into their nation, but never pointed a gun his way.
One nation tried, and they lost over one hundred and fifty troops, a whole city block, a minor military leader (Who was the person who ordered his death.) and the respect of many nations.
He became a mercenary, because he didn't believe he could settle down, because of his training, and because of his fear of losing loved ones.
He quickly got out of that business, because he was in too high of demand, and had several hits put on him, all of which he took care of quickly.
The United States finally let Jason Bourne be, and settle down as David Webb, professor of linguistics at Georgetown University. He led the quiet life, no terrorist or US or Russian government agents trying to kill him 24/7.
He was doing that before hand, so it didn't really matter. But Georgetown University figured out who he was by his face, and fired him faster then white on rice.
So Jason Bourne, or David Webb, is attempting to find a job where he could settle down, and just be himself, and not some homeless person or the mythical Jason Bourne.
It was a cool September evening in the United States, they let him be so long as he didn't kill anybody important, or for no real reason.
He attempted to get a job as a professor at the University of San Antionio, some wanted him there, some did not.
He was walking back home after a most likely failed, job interview, apparently the manager recognized him as Jason Bourne, and was too scared to hire him.
He was in San Antionio Texas, a nice place so long as you can survive/avoid the few dangerous parts of it, but that is the same for every big city.
Speaking of dangerous....here is where our story began.
Jason Bourne falling in love again.
He saw five armed men dragging two women into an ally way. They all were mid to large build, three were latino, one black, and one white.
They had blades on them.
Jason was too far away to hear what they were saying, but he could read lips.
They were going to rape them, then kill them.
He pulled out a silenced Magnum fifty calabire, and walked to the ally way. The black guy was the look out.
He had his gun showing in front of his pants, as if to say, 'just try and stop us.'
He was mid build, and had the stereotypical baggy clothing, and fake gangster clothing, and smelled fruity and had grease stains...
Wait, Kool Aid, and Fried Chicken. Wow...just, wow....
Jason heard ripping of cloth, and a yell of no, he sprung into action.
He slammed the butt of his Magnum into the face of the fake gangster, knocking him out, he then shot the would be rapist in the knee cap, then took his gun, and jumped out of the ally as the others reacted to what just happened.
Thankfully, none of them raped the poor women, they were just exposed, assaulted, and scared.
The guys were trapped in the Ally way, and didn't know what just happened.
All they saw was their friend on the ground, after they heard him fall, and maybe something leaving the Ally way.
"Jack, you alright man? You bleeding pretty bad man! What happened?" One of the guys said, the other three took their guns out, two of which were pointed at the girls, the third joining the fourth in checking Jack out.
Jason waited for one of them to exit the alleyway to see who attacked Jack the rapist, Jason was hiding behind a car near by.
The two yelled the the other three, and two of them took guard, and the last was now guarding the women, and not trying to rape them, since he could not do both at once.
The two of them exited the alleyway, and started to look around, Jason waited until they were in position...and he striked.
He duel wielded pistols, going for no lethal shots.
In a matter of seconds, it was over. They were moaning on the ground bleeding, and thankfully, still had pants on.
The last guy gave up the moment he saw his buddies on the ground. Jason knocked his ass out with one good left hook.
He collected guns, and emptied them.
The two ladies were on the ground, curled up in the fetal position.
One had torn cloths, a bruised face and was still asking for him not to hurt her. The other was just too scared to say anything, she still had her cloths on, just traumatized. She seemed very young, twelve, or fourteen years old.
Jason told the one with torn cloths to get up, and he gave her his jacket. As soon as she figured out that Jason saved her before they could actually rape her, she cried, and hugged him, holding on tight.
She was thanking him as Jason called the cops, and after ten minutes, three ambulances, and five cop cars were there.
Jason went with her to the hospital, and the would be rapists went to a different one.
He was questioned, and let go once it was clear he was preventing a gang rape.
The women stayed with him, her name was Sophie, an intelligent model, brains and beauty and talent. Her little sister was the little girl, nothing horrible other then being pushed to the ground happened to her. She was still in middle school.
Sophie tried to make it up to Jason, and Jason thought that she liked him because he saved her and her sister, but after a year, (In which he got a job as a teacher at the University of San Antonio.) she just wormed her way into his heart over time, he fell in love with her after a while. They got married, and had three children, triplets. One girl and two boys. He taught them how to get things done, and self defense, and the mother taught them everything a good mother will teach.
There names being Arkadin Blackbriar Webb, Carlos Treadstone Webb, and Marie Medusa Webb, Sophie knew the significance of their middle names as soon as she heard the names, because Jason Bourne had a book released on him.
It told everything about him that could be gathered without contacting him. everything was blown, Treadstone, Blackbriar, every terrorist organization was was still around that has ever pointed a gun towards Jason Bourne and somehow still was around got special interest in being destroyed by many governments who wanted to be on Jason Bourne's good side. But he was no longer Jason Bourne, he was David Webb.
David was a good father, being there when important things happened.
With Jason being who he was, he almost never had to work, the government more of less gave him a blank check so long as he did not go over board.
The children were now fifteen years old, Arkadin, Carlos, and Marie all were Ace students in school, easily being the top three students.
They were very talented, each could play at least five musical instruments, play at least six sports professionally, speak seven languages, and have mastered three forms of fighting, they did not learn their fathers way of fighting, but they were learning the basics, but mastering their fathers way of fighting took many more styles of fighting, using only what is best for you from each, and learning to improvise in a fight, to fight dirty, to fight to SURVIVE.
He was taking over to London after England gave him permission to enter for the summer.
At kings cross train station, near the end of summer, and their vacations, they were taking the train as close as possible to the airport, then take a cab the rest of the way to the airport.
He was with his loving wife and children, enjoying peace, and the laughter of his children, specking a different language each to confuse the hell out of a few children that didn't know the meaning of privacy.
They quit really fast.
Then our story takes its true beginning.
Right as they were about to enter the train to go to another section of the city, screams were heard, and the train collapsed in on itself somehow.
David Webb just became Jason Bourne once again.
Jason quickly garbed his wife, and his three slightly trained children followed him much faster then their mother could. They ran towards the water fountains, to let the crowds run away, and to get away from the train.
He told his family to enter the bathroom, and he took out his pistol,and was ready to fight off any enemies.
He saw twelve men in black robes and masks, and reminded Jason of the KKK but only waring black. He also saw a bunch of people have bright lights leave their mouths, and then the people died.
He saw them killing with bright flashes of light coming out of sticks.
Jason knew this was an attack, even if he didn't understand how they were doing what they were doing. It was time to act.
He waited for one masked man to go past the bathroom, and he blacked him out with a choke hold. He dragged him into the girls bathroom, and looked at the stick.
He tried swishing it, but nothing happened.
He snapped it, and tossed it in the garbage bin. He broke the guys arms and legs to make a non threat. He left the bathroom, and took aim with his pistol.
He started to take non lethal shots at the men, after three were taken down, nine left to go, he took cover as the men in black were shooting the green flashes of light at him, after a minute, they stopped.
Then he felt cold...and then he felt something touch him.
He could not see what was attacking him, but he fought back.
As he was fighting this invisible force, nine black robed men walked up to him and started laughing, taking bets on who would win. More suddenly appeared out of nowhere, now there were twelve.
Apparently he was fighting a 'dementor'.
He reached his gun...and shot at the invisible force, the bullets hit the ceiling, and then he just aimed for the robed men, killing four of them before they blasted the gun out of his hand.
The robed men entered the bathroom...all eight of them left, leaving him to the dementor, make that dementors, as he was feeling a lot more hands grab onto him.
He heard screams...not of his family, but of the men that just entered.
Jason was now fighting for not just his life, but his families lives.
He felt odd...almost powerful the more he touched these monsters. After a while of fighting, he could start to see burly shapes of what he was fighting.
He then was able to kill them.
He grabbed ones neck and head, and tried to snap it. The head frickin' did a 360. He decided that blunt force trauma must work, or he would not be able to clearly see them now.
So he started to beat the shit out of the dementors, he felt something in his chest move each time his face got too close to theirs, but he was able to fight it long enough to get away after causing lasting damage.
The dementors were now wary of him. He had six surrounding him, when he heard the unbelievable.
His daughter's scream.
He felt a primal anger, and sudden rage take hold of him that he never felt before.
He yelled a battle cry, most unlike the Jason Bourne everyone knows. (Think of Spock's battle cry, but longer and louder, in the new Star trek movie when he loses his temper in front of everyone, then beats the shit out of Kirk.)
In less then ten seconds, he killed two Dementor.
After forty seconds, he was still beating the last one to death with the ripped off head of another dementor.
Black blood was everywhere, covering Jason Bourne's clothing, part of his face, and his feet all the way to the knee.
He fought with everything he had, fists, rubble, feet, knees, elbows, teeth, and even head butting the dementors that tried to suck on him.
He ran into the bathroom, and saw the room full of bodies.
Of the robes terrorists, and his family.
Jason Bourne felt the power disappear from him. He then subconsciously studied what happened, even though he was on the verge of tears, checking if his family was still alive.
His sons died first, killed after ambushing them from the stalls. They took out six each. Some how the numbers of the enemy increased from six to twenty.
All of his family were dead, except his daughter, who was dying. She was raped, and then was given a death blow. The rapists knocked out on the ground, only two apparently. Apparently as they finished with the was done with the evil deed, he let her louse, like as though she would follow their orders....big mistake, because she did take out five of them, and his wife took out one surprisingly, before they were subdued. His wife tried to take her own life, biting off her tongue rather then be raped, but for some reason the tongue stopped bleeding immediately, and then they killed her.
His daughter took out one rapist, and then the other as he gave a death blow, taking out each other. He quickly took out a gun and killed six of the eight that were knocked out, letting the rapests live, because he was going to make them wish they were never born. He shot their knee caps, and elbows, making it so they could not run away or anything like that.
He stopped the bleeding, and carried her to one of the many the ambulances that just arrived, and she stayed their, under a Coma, healing slowly, on the verge of death. Thankfully she was not pregnant, apparently the doctor in London has sadly seen enough rape cases to determine that the people that raped her were from a slight inbreeding family, that they had low sprem counts from generations of inbreeding, all of that he learned from one quick test.
After hearing this from doctors, he turned and walked out of the hospital, crying silently.
He had another Terrorist group to not kill. But to destroy, until their was nothing but the ashes of the dead to the bodies of the terrorists to prove that the organization even existed.
He went back to the train station, and found both of the knocked out blacked robed men in an ambulance.
He went to the bathroom, and gathered the sticks, hoping that they might help lead him to the organization that did this.
He looked at the bodies of the dementors. No eyes, gray/black clothing. He saw gems fall out of their mouths, and in one case, neck.
They all were different colors for the most part, but one pure black one came up last in each of them.
He picked them up, and pocketed them, went into the girls room, and quickly interrogated the one he knocked out earlier, and killed him afterwards.
They were just trying to kill some muggles, and people going to a school by train.
They were targeting school children....these people will die.
He went back to the ambulance, and knocked out the driver, and drove off towards the hospital with the rapists.
He parked the Ambulance in public parking, took blood samples of the two, and went into the hospital, grabbed a random doctor, and relived him of his clothing and conciseness.
He went to DNA testing, into the police section. He ran a search for these two guy, an after thirty minuets of waiting, and two knocked out cops later, he found them.
They were two kids with a record for stealing a candy bar at age thirteen.
Then they were suspects of doing crimes for a cult, called the death eaters. They were small time, nobody could pin the unusual crimes to them.
He searched for the cult on the computers, and found the police reports. A whole three hours later, and Jason Bourne was gearing up for the fight of his life.
In many reports of normal people, survivors, they claimed something about magic at first, then they changed their story to something else that didn't add up. Jason just saw something magical, this was believable.
He knew now what he was going to fight. A magical cult.
Somehow, this cult had magic on their side, and had the power to brainwash people.
They had monsters. And image of a dementor flashed in his mind, the cold, the fear...then the power.
Many reports talk of huge people, fifty feet tall, destroying london. But the hurricane that passed by England some how explained that mess. But everyone knows that hurricanes can not form in cold water...so thus it was a poorly done magical coverup.
People were found dead with bite marks on their necks like vampire attacks from legend.
Odd deaths, where there would be absolutely nothing wrong with the bodies, in some cases just unusually cold. Wizards and Dementors.
People being torn apart by man dog things. Werewolves.
Each eyewitness account was changed later on, to something else, normally some wild unbelievable tale.
He shook his head.
Giants, Wizards, Dementors, Vampires, and Werewolves. He had to fight all of this?
He walked out of the room, and went to his daughter one last time. He told her he loved her, and left her to sleep.
He said his goodbyes, and went back to the ambulance. He then 'questioned.' his daughter's rapists.
He got everything from them, locations, how to find the members of the cult, who their leader is, and who their enemies are.
He learned where the enemy was going to strike with in the next 24 hours. Oh, and apparently this boys father was going to kill him for what he has done to him.
Draco Malfoy, son to Lucius Malfoy, left hand man to Voldemort.
His father is known in the normal world to own a few places. He would chase down that lead after ambushing the Death Eaters where they were planing to attack.
They were going to attack a high profile student, who apparently beat their leader, Voldamort, as a toddler.
Wow, that was sad. This guy couldn't kill a one year old?
Anyway, they were going to ambush them as they transfer him to another safe house, in two days.
Harry Potter, on Privet Drive.
Time to do this.
He killed the two rapists, and filled a ping pong ball with drano gel using a syringe, and put it into the gas tank, and left.
Five minuets later, the ambulance exploded.
Jason Bourne was out for blood.
They made this personal.
Anyone that got in his way would be dealt with harshly.
Anyone helping the enemy would die, one way or another.
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Veni, vidi, vici. [I came, I saw, I conquered
Quote from Julius Caesar
Jason borne survives Blackbrier, the US and Russian governments trying to kill him, he has killed everyone who would try to kill him, and has a family enjoying the quite life.
He and his family visit London, and his family gets killed by death eaters and dementors. In front of him, after they tied him down, and pain cursed him for a while. It barely effects him, and as they turn their backs on him, he takes them out, and physically kills a Dementor, as no one has ever to even touch one before, and lived.
Now he is hunting down death eaters, and Dementors, killing them. He is found my Mad Eye moody after he kills a lot of death eaters, a few Vampires and a giant, Mad eye identifies him as a Slight squib, a muggle who experienced strong magic, (Like touching/killing a dementor, who he attacked because his senses told him where it was.) and that he can see magical beasts and magic for a while, maybe for a month.
The war is bad, so instead of erasing his memory, Mad eye joins him on his killing spree.
Story begin:
Jason Bourne, living proof that a single man can take down even the most 'untouchable' foes.
After the Madusa, Treadstone, Blackbrier, and the many counter terrorism events, killing backstabbing buddies, and settling down as David Webb, now professor of linguistics at Georgetown University,
the world governments, all of them, know his face. They have everyone stationed at their airports, train stations, etc. to know his face.
They were afraid of him, and justly so. He was easily the best assassin, and no one owned him.
He claims to finally be finished with vengeance, but why is he coming to my country?
World leaders would ask this question, and they would deny him entry into their nation, but never pointed a gun his way.
One nation tried, and they lost over one hundred and fifty troops, a whole city block, a minor military leader (Who was the person who ordered his death.) and the respect of many nations.
He became a mercenary, because he didn't believe he could settle down, because of his training, and because of his fear of losing loved ones.
He quickly got out of that business, because he was in too high of demand, and had several hits put on him, all of which he took care of quickly.
The United States finally let Jason Bourne be, and settle down as David Webb, professor of linguistics at Georgetown University. He led the quiet life, no terrorist or US or Russian government agents trying to kill him 24/7.
He was doing that before hand, so it didn't really matter. But Georgetown University figured out who he was by his face, and fired him faster then white on rice.
So Jason Bourne, or David Webb, is attempting to find a job where he could settle down, and just be himself, and not some homeless person or the mythical Jason Bourne.
It was a cool September evening in the United States, they let him be so long as he didn't kill anybody important, or for no real reason.
He attempted to get a job as a professor at the University of San Antionio, some wanted him there, some did not.
He was walking back home after a most likely failed, job interview, apparently the manager recognized him as Jason Bourne, and was too scared to hire him.
He was in San Antionio Texas, a nice place so long as you can survive/avoid the few dangerous parts of it, but that is the same for every big city.
Speaking of dangerous....here is where our story began.
Jason Bourne falling in love again.
He saw five armed men dragging two women into an ally way. They all were mid to large build, three were latino, one black, and one white.
They had blades on them.
Jason was too far away to hear what they were saying, but he could read lips.
They were going to rape them, then kill them.
He pulled out a silenced Magnum fifty calabire, and walked to the ally way. The black guy was the look out.
He had his gun showing in front of his pants, as if to say, 'just try and stop us.'
He was mid build, and had the stereotypical baggy clothing, and fake gangster clothing, and smelled fruity and had grease stains...
Wait, Kool Aid, and Fried Chicken. Wow...just, wow....
Jason heard ripping of cloth, and a yell of no, he sprung into action.
He slammed the butt of his Magnum into the face of the fake gangster, knocking him out, he then shot the would be rapist in the knee cap, then took his gun, and jumped out of the ally as the others reacted to what just happened.
Thankfully, none of them raped the poor women, they were just exposed, assaulted, and scared.
The guys were trapped in the Ally way, and didn't know what just happened.
All they saw was their friend on the ground, after they heard him fall, and maybe something leaving the Ally way.
"Jack, you alright man? You bleeding pretty bad man! What happened?" One of the guys said, the other three took their guns out, two of which were pointed at the girls, the third joining the fourth in checking Jack out.
Jason waited for one of them to exit the alleyway to see who attacked Jack the rapist, Jason was hiding behind a car near by.
The two yelled the the other three, and two of them took guard, and the last was now guarding the women, and not trying to rape them, since he could not do both at once.
The two of them exited the alleyway, and started to look around, Jason waited until they were in position...and he striked.
He duel wielded pistols, going for no lethal shots.
In a matter of seconds, it was over. They were moaning on the ground bleeding, and thankfully, still had pants on.
The last guy gave up the moment he saw his buddies on the ground. Jason knocked his ass out with one good left hook.
He collected guns, and emptied them.
The two ladies were on the ground, curled up in the fetal position.
One had torn cloths, a bruised face and was still asking for him not to hurt her. The other was just too scared to say anything, she still had her cloths on, just traumatized. She seemed very young, twelve, or fourteen years old.
Jason told the one with torn cloths to get up, and he gave her his jacket. As soon as she figured out that Jason saved her before they could actually rape her, she cried, and hugged him, holding on tight.
She was thanking him as Jason called the cops, and after ten minutes, three ambulances, and five cop cars were there.
Jason went with her to the hospital, and the would be rapists went to a different one.
He was questioned, and let go once it was clear he was preventing a gang rape.
The women stayed with him, her name was Sophie, an intelligent model, brains and beauty and talent. Her little sister was the little girl, nothing horrible other then being pushed to the ground happened to her. She was still in middle school.
Sophie tried to make it up to Jason, and Jason thought that she liked him because he saved her and her sister, but after a year, (In which he got a job as a teacher at the University of San Antonio.) she just wormed her way into his heart over time, he fell in love with her after a while. They got married, and had three children, triplets. One girl and two boys. He taught them how to get things done, and self defense, and the mother taught them everything a good mother will teach.
There names being Arkadin Blackbriar Webb, Carlos Treadstone Webb, and Marie Medusa Webb, Sophie knew the significance of their middle names as soon as she heard the names, because Jason Bourne had a book released on him.
It told everything about him that could be gathered without contacting him. everything was blown, Treadstone, Blackbriar, every terrorist organization was was still around that has ever pointed a gun towards Jason Bourne and somehow still was around got special interest in being destroyed by many governments who wanted to be on Jason Bourne's good side. But he was no longer Jason Bourne, he was David Webb.
David was a good father, being there when important things happened.
With Jason being who he was, he almost never had to work, the government more of less gave him a blank check so long as he did not go over board.
The children were now fifteen years old, Arkadin, Carlos, and Marie all were Ace students in school, easily being the top three students.
They were very talented, each could play at least five musical instruments, play at least six sports professionally, speak seven languages, and have mastered three forms of fighting, they did not learn their fathers way of fighting, but they were learning the basics, but mastering their fathers way of fighting took many more styles of fighting, using only what is best for you from each, and learning to improvise in a fight, to fight dirty, to fight to SURVIVE.
He was taking over to London after England gave him permission to enter for the summer.
At kings cross train station, near the end of summer, and their vacations, they were taking the train as close as possible to the airport, then take a cab the rest of the way to the airport.
He was with his loving wife and children, enjoying peace, and the laughter of his children, specking a different language each to confuse the hell out of a few children that didn't know the meaning of privacy.
They quit really fast.
Then our story takes its true beginning.
Right as they were about to enter the train to go to another section of the city, screams were heard, and the train collapsed in on itself somehow.
David Webb just became Jason Bourne once again.
Jason quickly garbed his wife, and his three slightly trained children followed him much faster then their mother could. They ran towards the water fountains, to let the crowds run away, and to get away from the train.
He told his family to enter the bathroom, and he took out his pistol,and was ready to fight off any enemies.
He saw twelve men in black robes and masks, and reminded Jason of the KKK but only waring black. He also saw a bunch of people have bright lights leave their mouths, and then the people died.
He saw them killing with bright flashes of light coming out of sticks.
Jason knew this was an attack, even if he didn't understand how they were doing what they were doing. It was time to act.
He waited for one masked man to go past the bathroom, and he blacked him out with a choke hold. He dragged him into the girls bathroom, and looked at the stick.
He tried swishing it, but nothing happened.
He snapped it, and tossed it in the garbage bin. He broke the guys arms and legs to make a non threat. He left the bathroom, and took aim with his pistol.
He started to take non lethal shots at the men, after three were taken down, nine left to go, he took cover as the men in black were shooting the green flashes of light at him, after a minute, they stopped.
Then he felt cold...and then he felt something touch him.
He could not see what was attacking him, but he fought back.
As he was fighting this invisible force, nine black robed men walked up to him and started laughing, taking bets on who would win. More suddenly appeared out of nowhere, now there were twelve.
Apparently he was fighting a 'dementor'.
He reached his gun...and shot at the invisible force, the bullets hit the ceiling, and then he just aimed for the robed men, killing four of them before they blasted the gun out of his hand.
The robed men entered the bathroom...all eight of them left, leaving him to the dementor, make that dementors, as he was feeling a lot more hands grab onto him.
He heard screams...not of his family, but of the men that just entered.
Jason was now fighting for not just his life, but his families lives.
He felt odd...almost powerful the more he touched these monsters. After a while of fighting, he could start to see burly shapes of what he was fighting.
He then was able to kill them.
He grabbed ones neck and head, and tried to snap it. The head frickin' did a 360. He decided that blunt force trauma must work, or he would not be able to clearly see them now.
So he started to beat the shit out of the dementors, he felt something in his chest move each time his face got too close to theirs, but he was able to fight it long enough to get away after causing lasting damage.
The dementors were now wary of him. He had six surrounding him, when he heard the unbelievable.
His daughter's scream.
He felt a primal anger, and sudden rage take hold of him that he never felt before.
He yelled a battle cry, most unlike the Jason Bourne everyone knows. (Think of Spock's battle cry, but longer and louder, in the new Star trek movie when he loses his temper in front of everyone, then beats the shit out of Kirk.)
In less then ten seconds, he killed two Dementor.
After forty seconds, he was still beating the last one to death with the ripped off head of another dementor.
Black blood was everywhere, covering Jason Bourne's clothing, part of his face, and his feet all the way to the knee.
He fought with everything he had, fists, rubble, feet, knees, elbows, teeth, and even head butting the dementors that tried to suck on him.
He ran into the bathroom, and saw the room full of bodies.
Of the robes terrorists, and his family.
Jason Bourne felt the power disappear from him. He then subconsciously studied what happened, even though he was on the verge of tears, checking if his family was still alive.
His sons died first, killed after ambushing them from the stalls. They took out six each. Some how the numbers of the enemy increased from six to twenty.
All of his family were dead, except his daughter, who was dying. She was raped, and then was given a death blow. The rapists knocked out on the ground, only two apparently. Apparently as they finished with the was done with the evil deed, he let her louse, like as though she would follow their orders....big mistake, because she did take out five of them, and his wife took out one surprisingly, before they were subdued. His wife tried to take her own life, biting off her tongue rather then be raped, but for some reason the tongue stopped bleeding immediately, and then they killed her.
His daughter took out one rapist, and then the other as he gave a death blow, taking out each other. He quickly took out a gun and killed six of the eight that were knocked out, letting the rapests live, because he was going to make them wish they were never born. He shot their knee caps, and elbows, making it so they could not run away or anything like that.
He stopped the bleeding, and carried her to one of the many the ambulances that just arrived, and she stayed their, under a Coma, healing slowly, on the verge of death. Thankfully she was not pregnant, apparently the doctor in London has sadly seen enough rape cases to determine that the people that raped her were from a slight inbreeding family, that they had low sprem counts from generations of inbreeding, all of that he learned from one quick test.
After hearing this from doctors, he turned and walked out of the hospital, crying silently.
He had another Terrorist group to not kill. But to destroy, until their was nothing but the ashes of the dead to the bodies of the terrorists to prove that the organization even existed.
He went back to the train station, and found both of the knocked out blacked robed men in an ambulance.
He went to the bathroom, and gathered the sticks, hoping that they might help lead him to the organization that did this.
He looked at the bodies of the dementors. No eyes, gray/black clothing. He saw gems fall out of their mouths, and in one case, neck.
They all were different colors for the most part, but one pure black one came up last in each of them.
He picked them up, and pocketed them, went into the girls room, and quickly interrogated the one he knocked out earlier, and killed him afterwards.
They were just trying to kill some muggles, and people going to a school by train.
They were targeting school children....these people will die.
He went back to the ambulance, and knocked out the driver, and drove off towards the hospital with the rapists.
He parked the Ambulance in public parking, took blood samples of the two, and went into the hospital, grabbed a random doctor, and relived him of his clothing and conciseness.
He went to DNA testing, into the police section. He ran a search for these two guy, an after thirty minuets of waiting, and two knocked out cops later, he found them.
They were two kids with a record for stealing a candy bar at age thirteen.
Then they were suspects of doing crimes for a cult, called the death eaters. They were small time, nobody could pin the unusual crimes to them.
He searched for the cult on the computers, and found the police reports. A whole three hours later, and Jason Bourne was gearing up for the fight of his life.
In many reports of normal people, survivors, they claimed something about magic at first, then they changed their story to something else that didn't add up. Jason just saw something magical, this was believable.
He knew now what he was going to fight. A magical cult.
Somehow, this cult had magic on their side, and had the power to brainwash people.
They had monsters. And image of a dementor flashed in his mind, the cold, the fear...then the power.
Many reports talk of huge people, fifty feet tall, destroying london. But the hurricane that passed by England some how explained that mess. But everyone knows that hurricanes can not form in cold water...so thus it was a poorly done magical coverup.
People were found dead with bite marks on their necks like vampire attacks from legend.
Odd deaths, where there would be absolutely nothing wrong with the bodies, in some cases just unusually cold. Wizards and Dementors.
People being torn apart by man dog things. Werewolves.
Each eyewitness account was changed later on, to something else, normally some wild unbelievable tale.
He shook his head.
Giants, Wizards, Dementors, Vampires, and Werewolves. He had to fight all of this?
He walked out of the room, and went to his daughter one last time. He told her he loved her, and left her to sleep.
He said his goodbyes, and went back to the ambulance. He then 'questioned.' his daughter's rapists.
He got everything from them, locations, how to find the members of the cult, who their leader is, and who their enemies are.
He learned where the enemy was going to strike with in the next 24 hours. Oh, and apparently this boys father was going to kill him for what he has done to him.
Draco Malfoy, son to Lucius Malfoy, left hand man to Voldemort.
His father is known in the normal world to own a few places. He would chase down that lead after ambushing the Death Eaters where they were planing to attack.
They were going to attack a high profile student, who apparently beat their leader, Voldamort, as a toddler.
Wow, that was sad. This guy couldn't kill a one year old?
Anyway, they were going to ambush them as they transfer him to another safe house, in two days.
Harry Potter, on Privet Drive.
Time to do this.
He killed the two rapists, and filled a ping pong ball with drano gel using a syringe, and put it into the gas tank, and left.
Five minuets later, the ambulance exploded.
Jason Bourne was out for blood.
They made this personal.
Anyone that got in his way would be dealt with harshly.
Anyone helping the enemy would die, one way or another.
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Veni, vidi, vici. [I came, I saw, I conquered
Quote from Julius Caesar