The Jen Blitz Conception
Authored by DrakkenFanboy
Rated T for Teen
Summary: Her memory is gone...but that won't stop the girl who can do anything! Jen Blitz will find out her past, and more importantly, who she is. KP/JasonBourne fusion you can't miss! Reviews are always appreciated!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or content of the show Kim Possible. I do not own any of the characters or content of the Bourne Saga made by Robert Ludlum and Eric Van Lustbader. This story is fiction, and I own only my characters, this story, and it's content. Please enjoy!
PROLOGUE
The Scotland coast...
Waves rose high and fast off the coast of Scotland. The stormy weather was subsiding and the sun was peeking through the clouds. The wind still blew very harshly, causing the waves to move rapidly. Birds were starting to fly out and sing the songs they chirped. It was early in the morning and it had been storming all night. On the Scotland beach, the waves were sent crashing onto the beach.
Litter would wash up on the beach everyday, including seaweed, shells, and animal carcasses. However, on this day, something new would wash up on the shore. Something quite different, but it would rock the lives of many.
At first it was hard to recognize it, but once in clear view from the early morning haze, the body of a woman could be seen on the sandy shore. Her body mangled in an awkward position, and her skin lightly white. From afar, the woman would be presumed dead, however, a small wheezy breath escaped the lips of the woman.
The woman was average height for a woman, and had dark black hair that was blotchy with blonde in some place, most likely due to an continuous exposure to salt in the sea and sunshine. The woman was wearing a a tattered black scuba suit. The tatters were outlined with dark, dried blood, and exposed openings where a sharp object had entered into the woman several times. Eight to be exact.
The woman coughed for a second as seawater exited her mouth onto the sand. Soon a large coughing fit started from the woman as she bellowed over onto her stomach and more water spurted out. She turned back on her back as her breathing started to grow louder. She coughed a final time before opening her eyelids.
She opened her eyes very slowly as the light poured into them, causing her to shut them again from the sensitivity. She then opened them again and looked away from the piercing sun and out towards the horizon. Her eyes were a deep enveloping green, and were very distinguished. She blinked a couple times and coughed again, clearing her throat of the salt within.
She felt pain all over her body as she looked down at the many cuts and deep wounds. They were unbearable in pain. She could hardly move, but she had to try.
The woman bent over and tried to push herself up on the ground. She moved her lycra-type boots and pushed them into the sand. She finally was able to steady herself up and balance herself, holding back every ounce of pain she felt from putting pressure on her body. She was unbelievably sore.
Her face was a look of concern as she felt herself begin to give out, and soon she fell to her knees. She looked up and saw a figure in the distance running towards her. The figure was moving rapidly, but she was unable to articulate what the figure was saying. The woman felt herself lose consciousness and fall back to the sandy ground. Her last image was that of a man coming to her side and asking...
"Are you alright, lassie?"
There's the prologue for you! Much more to come! Stay tuned!