ESCAPE FROM NEW YORK

Jason thought that he had left all of this back in Europe. Being set up and chased around while trying to find out who set him up, but this time he was being chased without Marie at his side.

Jason stopped on the sidewalk in the middle of New York City. He thought of Marie more than ever. He thought of something that would have changed his life forever. It was the day before Marie had been shot.

Marie ran into the small house on the beach of Goa with a large grin on her face. Jason was sitting at a desk writing in a journal. He stopped and looked at her.

"Guess what?" Marie asked.

"What?"

"You're not going to believe this great news." Marie replied.

"What?"

"Well, since we a away from it all now. No one can get us here, and hopefully no one will, and I also think that it's time just to settle down." Marie said.

"You know we can't settle down." Jason replied. "There will be men coming after us, sooner or later."

"I went over to Doctor Sengulia today."

Jason stopped as Marie said those words.

"What?" Jason asked.

"He says it's a boy." Marie told Jason.

Jason did not move or even blink an eye.

"I know that what you said is true, there will be men after us one of these days. But why let those things get in the way of our life? We can't hide in the shadows all of our life." Marie told Jason.

"That's the thing, if we let our guards down, one of us may end up with a bullet in our heads if we let down." Jason replied.

"Why let fear run our lives?" Marie asked.

"Because it may just save us one of these days."

"It's a baby, Jason. A baby. We deserve this. We deserve to raise this child. We deserve a chance at life." Marie tried to tell Jason.

Jason stared at the floor. "Maybe you're right. Maybe we should live our lives and forget about Treadstone, and these damn dreams I keep having and live our lives." Jason replied.

"Oh Jason." Marie and Jason hugged.

"Marie..." Jason replied as he came out of the daydream.

"Put your hands in the air!" A voice yelled.

"Put them up!" Another voice yelled.

Jason soon came out of it fully to find himself surrounded by three police officers with guns pointing at him.

"Central, we've found the man from the explosion. We're about to take him in." One of the three police officers called in on a radio.

"Put your hands up." The second officer told Jason.

As Jason started to put his hands up he quickly grabbed one of the police officers and threw the officer at the other two. The three officers were on the floor. One officer got up and pointed his gun back at Jason. Jason kicked the gun out of the officers hand, back-kicked the officer trying to come from behind, and front kicked the officer that Jason kicked the gun out of.

The third officer tried to call for back-up, but Jason grabbed the officer and threw him onto the bench next to Jason.

The two other officers slowly got up, and took out their batons. The third took out a stun gun. Jason dodged the batons that were swinging at him, then grabbed one of the batons and twisted it out of the officers hand. Jason smacked the officer with it, dropped the baton and grabbed the officer with the stun gun. Jason kneed the officer and took the stun gun and used it on the third officer who was coming at him with a baton. Zap! The officer fell to the floor. All three officers stayed on the floor and didn't get up, moaning and groaning in pain.

Jason ran off down the street, and waved for a taxi. As a taxi pulled up, Jason got into the cab and told the driver to head to the Canadian border.

"That will cost you a little vit of money." The driver responded after hearing what Jason wanted done.

Jason took out of his bag a wad of money and dropped it into the driver's lap.

"Does that include tip?" The driver asked.

"Just drive." Jason said. "And hurry."

"For a vit more money, we can go three times as fast." The driver responded.

Jason getting angry, got out of the cab, and opened the driver's side door. Jason pulled the driver out, and got into the cab.

"Hey! Get vack here!" The driver yelled as Jason drove off.

"You stupid Americana!" The driver yelled.

Police turned the corner as Jason was pulling away. The police in the car saw the police men that were lying on the floor and saw the angry cab driver.

"This is car fifty-four. We're in pursuit of a stolen yellow taxi cab, heading towards Brooklyn Bridge. All units respond." The cop called in on the radio as they went after Jason.

Jason swerved all over the road trying to lose the cops. Jason turned and barely missed a semi when Jason drove onto the sidewalk. The taxi's horn blared as Jason drove on the sidewalk trying not to hit people. Jason headed back onto the road and made a right heading for the bridge.

Jason saw police up ahead and made another turn.

"Negative! He's now heading towards the tunnel." The cop called in.

Jason made another turn into one way traffic. He swerved to the left. He swerved to the right. He swerved anyway he could to dodge the cars that were coming his way.

The police cars stopped as they smashed into each other.

"We're not tailing him. He's going the wrong way heading for Brooklyn. He's just entered the tunnel. Set up road blocks." The cop called in.

Jason dodged as many cars as he could, just knicking the side of some cars. As Jason came to the end of the tunnel, he saw a police blockade up ahead. Jason stopped in the middle of the road and reversed and headed the other way. Soon when he came to the end of the tunnel, another roadblock.

Jason made another u-turn and headed back for Brooklyn, but stopped in the middle of the tunnel. Not knowing what to do, Jason got out of the car and headed over to a steel door over to the side of the tunnel where a guard was.

"Excuse me. You can't enter here!" The guard yelled.

"I need to get out of this tunnel. Is there a way through this door?" Jason asked.

"You need to get back into your car." The guard responded.

"The taxi took off without me. Even, it's too dangerous walking down here." Jason replied.

"Take the sidewalk." The guard answered.

Car horns blared at the damaged taxi blocking the road.

"Come on! Move that piece of junk!" One motorist yelled.

The guard went over to check who was in the damaged taxi. As he did, Jason went back over to the door with the guards keys, and opened it. Jason closed the door behind him, and ran for the control room in Brooklyn.

Jason finally exited the tunnel to see that the road block was still in place. Jason headed away from the block, and headed for the docks.

Every five minutes, Jason saw police cars rush past him heading for the tunnel. Jason then decided to get off of the main road and onto the back roads.

Seagulls flew overhead of Jason. The smell of fish lingered in the air. Waves splashed onto the beach and docks. Jason quickly went over to one of the boats on the docks named 'The Magic Bullet'. Jason got onto the boat, and started it up. He untied the rope and sailed for Canada, not knowing of the events in his life to come...