The Mark Of Assassin

Author: steellilly23

Renting: PG-13

Summary: Bourne crosses a path with a young woman with mysterious past on the street in Zurich. At first it seems like any other normal accidental meeting when he helped her over her dropped papers. He watched her leave but as he prepared to leave as well, a gunshot form the sniper nearby and bullet that was meant for a young woman never reached her for she was saved once more but Bourne, who soon finds himself twisted in the game of the killings and the assassin that leaves no trace but the mark that was already known to Bourne very well.

The mark of death left by shooting in the throat and only one who is responsible is Jackal himself. Now once more Bourne finds himself on a ran across the Europe with a young woman that Jackal wants dead and Bourne is only one that could stop him. But the question remains why and only answer remains in the girl who seems not trust no one even Bourne himself, as the killings rage on soon Bourne has to make a difficult choice to use the girl as a bait and finish the game once for all with his old nemesis from which only one will come out as a winner.

Timeline: Two years before the Bourne Identity

CH: 1- The Beginning Of End

Zurich May 12th

Tamara Gordon the young woman in her early twenties opened the eyes in the early morning in the hotel room that she had arrived a night before after the long flight from LA to Zurich to the city that would become her home for another six months. She could not wait to open her shop and began her work as the painter once more. It has been way too long for her not taking her brushes once again in her hand and began to paint as she did before her mother had died two years ago. The police might think it was just a normal death but Tamara had a feeling that they were hiding something that her mother was in a good health and that someone had poisoned her instead.

Unable to stay at her home any longer soon after the burial, she packed her bags and returned back to Zurich to the place of her birth and deiced to start again her only passion that was the painting for it was only thing that kept normal and strong to carry on with the pain and the grief that was slowly comussing her to insanity. She had already sent her bags to the address of her new home and could not wait to leave the hotel and start a new. As she was about to put her coat on and leave a room she studied her form in a mirror for a moment studying her own reflection in it.

Her skin was of pale almost too pale for her taste and her hair was thick mass of the copper red curls, but her eyes were something of a rare sight to see for they were of a deep shade of golden brown no more gold than amber gold quite unusual sight to behold even for a human being like she was. She stood close five feet and eight inches in height with average looking body not to slender or not to fat just normal proportion with her head and arms and feet.

Though her breast size might be small but she did not care about that either she was just happy the way she looked. She considered herself pretty not beautiful but pretty enough for her taste for her twenty-three years of age. Putting her coat on she closed the door of a hotel room and then made her way down the steps toward the lobby completely unaware of danger that was coming her way.

A young man in his early thirties walked in his light blue eyes scanning the ground around the lobby passing around the people gathered there and the staff that was working behind the main desk. He wore black coat the midnight blue shirt and dark pants. There was nothing unusual about him and he carried his body with a precision of a cat as he moved toward the main desk. He spoke quickly with the main desk personnel and checked in one of the rooms of hotel.

He turned to leave toward the elevator when he bumped into approaching woman causing the papers to fly all over the floor. Within seconds, Bourne was down helping a woman with her spilled papers and noticed that they were filed up with small images of faces of a people. He handled them without a second thought and looked up meeting two gold eyes that stared back at him in a slight confusion as a color brushed to her pale face almost immediately.

"I am so sorry," She spoke in a broken German but Bourne smiled answering back in English.

"There is it no harm done, everything is it alright." and she smiled suprised hearing English.

"You speak English, a first one who actually knows the language I am talking to." Tamara replied back to him and Bourne nodded back to her a way of a greeting. "Pardon my manners, I am Tamara and you are?"

"Jason, Jason Bourne," a man replied back to her and she did the best to remember his name and she was glad to cross a path with a gentleman like that this man seemed to be.

"I guess I should be going, my ride his here, thank you once more." with that Tamara turned to leave and before she was able to make few steps Bourne launched himself on her and quickly pushed her down on the floor covering her body with his own as the rustle of the gunshots flew around the crowd." Stay low."

The panic rose around the lobby and then using the cover of the people he helped her up and then broke in the run with her leaving the hotel toward the waiting taxi fast and staying low as possible. Bourne glanced at the fallen bodies and noticed that they were all of them hit into their throat and only one that had left the mark like that was no one else but Jackal. Only the question remained why would he go after this woman after the first place?

"Come with me, we do not have a much of a time." He took her by an arm and slowly began to move staying low as possible and away from door and windows so he might not be a target to the sniper.

"Where are we going?" She was confused and frightened at the same time, but Bourne did not let go of her arm and kept dragging her away from the sight of the assassin.

In his mind he knew one thing who was doing that for only Jackal would pick the place something like this in the middle of the day and start shooting at the people without any remorse or care. Was he looking for him and now he messed up his plans for he had took his target away? Why would he want this girl dead at all to begin with?

Bourne needed to find out and fast and get out from here. Finally they managed to get to his car that he had parked at the back of a building and he took her inside and as he moved his hand away he noticed the blood on it. Damn it! She had been shot and he has to take her way to somewhere safe to take the bullet out and fast for he was sure that it was inside of her.

He was worried for her safety and as well his won. As he kept driving fast and away from a town, finally on the traffic lights he reached of his cell phone and called Alex immediately to set the meeting and find out what the hell was going on and who was this girl that Jackal wanted dead? Beside him Tamara remained silent and in the pain that he was aware she was trying to hide away from him and not complain at his crazy driving he was doing now.