Chapter 89: Happy new year?
Uncle David was listening to the entire conversation being held inside. Alex had brought him in case Rei Rei couldn't convince Jason, but it all went smoothly.
He walked into the room with his lit cigarette.
'Jason, you do know the way to him, right?'
'Are you talking about England's Under Lord?'
Jason asked to confirm it.
'Exactly.'
'Never. A WS agent getting help from an Underworld lord is unheard of.'
Jason retorted. The very idea of being helped by an underlord was shameful to him. So says the person who already got help from one. His uncle laughed.
'Jason, it's only unheard of because no one ever tells about it. You don't have to either.'
'….Understood.'
Jason said stiffly. He was not proud of doing this but may have gotten slapped by Alex again if he refused. After learning how to use the gun and gearing up, they left to meet the devil.
'I didn't expect that the base for a national under lord would be in the sewers.'
'It is not. This is one of the ways that lead to him. For us, this is the quickest.'
Alex and Jason fought against the disgusting smell the sewers breathed. Holding flashlights, they navigated through the labyrinth.
'Aren't you happy, Jason? You got a shiny new weapon with lots of new features.'
'The weapon is but a tool and is only as good as its master.'
Jason did not let his happiness show about receiving a shiny new gun and maintained a straight face. The gun had 12 standard lead rounds, which can be refilled again by regular bullets, 3 oxyacetylene rounds,3 liquid nitrogen rounds, 3 electric rounds, 2 nets, an anchor, and one of its kind, 3 penetrating Emp rounds.
All these were inside the gun itself. Only the 12 lead bullets were filled in the magazine. He no longer had to load another cartridge separately. It also was silent, unlike Jason's previous gun.
There was a dial at the back, which lets you choose what to shoot out. In reality, Jason wanted to jump up and down for getting such a remarkable gun. And from nobody else other than his father.
At the end of a long tunnel, stood two fully armed guards. Behind them was a door. They took aim when they heard the sounds of footsteps.
'Who's there? Identify yourself.'
One of them yelled.
'I am Agent Jason Bourne of WS. I have come to meet the Lord. I have already sent the blood pigeon along with the fee.'
Jason walked out of the shadows with Alex.
'Prove it.'
He took out an extravagant needle along with a device. Jason pricked himself with the needle and allowed his blood to drop down on the machine. The device blinked a few times and "Identity verified" was displayed on the contraption.
'What about him?'
The man shifted his gaze towards Alex.
'I paid the fee of 100,000 pounds for both of us. I also vouch for him.'
The man doubtfully looked at him but signaled the other one to open the door, which revealed an elevator. Alex and Jason entered the elevator, and the door was closed.
The elevator could only be operated from the outside as the man typed in the coordinates. The elevator lifted from the ground and went off.
'When did you have the time to send a blood pigeon and 100,000 Pounds with it?'
'When you were busy stuffing breakfast.'
'Oh.'
The rest of the seconds were passed in silence. The elevator, which was barren from the inside, opened.
'We are here.'
They got out and stepped into the lair of the Underworld. The interior was a castle with a unique mixture of the old and modern age. A butler was waiting for their guests' arrival.
'Good morning. I am here to escort you.'
The servant acted as the masters' guide, escorting them to his master's dwelling. They arrived at an old looking door with strange patterns. The butter opened the heavy looking door with ease and pointed.
'The master is waiting for you in here.'
In there was a chamber that allowed no light to enter. The only source of light was the abundant amount of candles lit up to welcome them. They walked on the red-carpeted floor to the most significant source of light.
At the end was a grand room, and above a few steps was a majestic throne which had torches burning on each side.
'Jason Bourne, son of Charles Bourne. I welcome you to my home.'
On that throne was a man who sat crossed legs. The man still had his characteristics of youth, but his eyes glistened with knowledge and experience.
'Alan Pierre, head of the noble Pierre family and the current master of he who controls the darkness in England. I thank you for seeing me.'
Jason tilted his head to gesture a bow. It was the formal greeting you give to a lord. On that throne was a man that could make the England police obsolete on a wimp.
Who has control over all crime in England. With his long black hair tied back, he gestured with his hand Jason to come near.
'What is it that you desire? Ask and it shall be fulfilled.'
His hazel eyes had a piercing look.
'I seek the fastest way to the land of the rising sun.'
'It shall be fulfilled. What is it that you can offer me in return?'
Alan maintained his noble presence.
'I shall give you one million pounds in return.'
It was all the money Jason had. His entire savings, but he decided that it was worth it. It was a generous amount that the Lord should gladly accept. But to his shock, the Lord burst out laughing.
'You think I want money? I own billions. What benefit will your measly one million bring me?'
Jason was surprised at his response.
'Then what do you wish for?'
'Me? Let's think about what you want. You want to save time. Yet in return, you offer money. How can money and time be equal?'
His tone held a hint of harshness and anger.
'Then what do you want?'
The Lord's face changed at the stupidity Jason showed.
'Of course, I want time in exchange for time.'
Alan was annoyed for saying something this obvious.
'I want to recreate the time when I submitted myself to a human!'
Alan raised his voice with passion, grabbing his chest with his hand.
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