Apex Arena - Battle A5: Jason Bourne vs Barney Ross

[Culwych1]

Introduction

When the aliens arrived, they brought a storm of terror and fury unlike anything humanity had ever known. They descended from the stars like a dark force of nature, with powers that twisted our reality into nightmares. Lightspeed drones that could morph and shape at will tore through the skies, beings of pure thought bent men’s minds into madness, and godlike creatures who strode among us, bending the very laws of existence as if they were nothing.

We fought back, clinging to survival by any means, yet it was as if our struggles only amused them. Then, one day, they offered something else—entertainment. They gathered 32 of humanity’s most iconic, most ruthless, and most fearless warriors, and pitted them against each other in a tournament of blood and spectacle. A brutal, twisted arena filled with shifting worlds and deadly obstacles, all for their alien amusement. Our survival, they promised, hung on the prowess of these chosen champions.

And as the blood flowed, they laughed—and we were forced to laugh with them, sharing the twisted joy of our alien masters as heroes clashed and legends died. Was this our chance at redemption, or just another twist in their sadistic game? Nobody knew. Only the alien minds behind the Apex Arena understood this grim spectacle, and they beamed it directly into the minds of every remaining human, a relentless vision of battle, fear, and death.

And so, the Apex Arena shifted once more, conjuring a fresh, warped location, bringing the victors of previous fights face-to-face for another brutal clash. A new battleground formed, bloody and unforgiving, as the arena’s cruel magic worked itself upon Earth’s warriors once again.

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Apex Arena - Battle A5: Jason Bourne vs Barney Ross

The Apex Arena shifted and darkened, its grim creativity spreading like ink over ancient stone. This time, it conjured a place of shadow and dampness—a decaying tomb buried deep within a forgotten swamp. The structure, massive yet barely clinging to life, seemed to pulse with an energy born of centuries of suffering. Stone walls covered in creeping vines and moss loomed over cracked floors, and the air was thick with the smell of mud and rot. Water dripped from above, pooling in stagnant puddles, and the faint buzz of insects filled the silence between muffled groans of the earth beneath.

Jason Bourne materialized first, his gaze instantly sweeping the dark, narrow corridors. The air pressed down on him, almost as if the tomb itself held memories of agony and loss. Cold stones lay underfoot, slick with grime, and the twisted passageways offered few places for cover. This was a place designed to confine, to confuse, and—Bourne realized grimly—to contain deadly secrets. He moved cautiously, noting the unmistakable claw marks etched into the floor. Some recent, others ancient, all pointing to one chilling reality: they were not alone.

From the opposite end of the tomb, Barney Ross appeared. His experienced eyes took in the oppressive surroundings. The murkiness in the air, the foul odor of stagnant water, the darkness that clung to every stone—all of it felt designed to push him to the edge. His hand instinctively went to his knife, fingers wrapping tightly around the hilt. Ross knew well that every battle was as much a test of environment as it was of brute strength, and he felt the malicious intent in every corner of this warped space.

A low growl echoed through the halls, ricocheting off the tomb’s damp walls. Bourne froze, listening intently. The growls were guttural, primal, and filled with the unmistakable hunger of something that hadn’t fed in a long, long time. Then he spotted movement in the shadows—a pack of feral hounds emerging from the darkness. Lean, skeletal, with matted fur clinging to their frames, their eyes gleamed with a ruthless intelligence. Snarling, they spread out, surrounding both men, their hunger palpable.

Ross’s grip on his knife tightened as he locked eyes with Bourne across the hall. They both knew what the other was capable of, and the weight of the upcoming fight settled between them like a stone. They had no choice but to face the hounds together—if only briefly. The animals were prowling closer, their hackles raised, claws scraping against the stone as they sized up their prey. But this wouldn’t be a mere survival game. When the hounds were dealt with, the two men would still have each other to face.

Then, in the dimness, Bourne spotted a faint, pulsing light behind a cracked stone pedestal—a Time Warp Anchor, its otherworldly energy throbbing softly in the shadows. Whoever could get to it first would gain a few precious seconds of slowed time, a power that could turn the tide of this battle.

Both men’s eyes darted to the device, calculating its value. Bourne knew Ross wouldn’t hesitate to make a break for it, and Ross could tell Bourne was weighing his chances. But the hounds had no sense of strategy; their focus was purely on the hunt. With a bone-chilling howl, they surged forward, jaws snapping, muscles rippling as they charged.

Bourne moved first, his body a blur of motion as he slammed his shoulder into the nearest hound, sending it skidding across the slick floor. Another lunged at him, but he ducked, his elbow connecting with its ribcage. The hounds were relentless, however, regrouping instantly, their snarls echoing in the narrow hall.

Ross took advantage of the chaos, swinging his knife in a deadly arc. A hound yelped as he struck its flank, and another lunged for his leg. He twisted, kicking the beast square in the muzzle, sending it sprawling. For a moment, he and Bourne moved in sync, fending off the pack with calculated strikes, their instincts aligning in the face of the snarling threat.

But neither forgot the real goal. Out of the corner of his eye, Ross spotted Bourne inching closer to the Time Warp Anchor, his body coiled like a spring, ready to make a dash for it. Ross’s jaw tightened. He would not allow Bourne the upper hand. With a quick sidestep, he positioned himself between Bourne and the Anchor, meeting his rival’s gaze with a silent challenge.

Bourne stopped, but then looked down and both men saw another Time Warp Anchor by his foot. Each of them now had one within reach and they glanced at each other again.

The hounds, undeterred, circled again, their fangs bared and claws scraping across the stone floor. Their instincts told them they were cornered prey, but they had no idea they’d been dropped into a battlefield of far deadlier predators.

Bourne and Ross both knew the truth: only one of them could emerge victorious.

 

[Callisto]

Learn More About
Jason Bourne
Read more about Jason Bourne at Wikipedia
Official Site: Bantam Books Links: Wikipedia Bourne Trilogy IMDb

Barney Ross
Read more about Barney Ross at Wikipedia
Official Site: Lion's Gate Links: Wikipedia Expendables Character List The Expendables

[JohnnyChany]

The Expendables is pretty much based on being a bit past your prime, whereas Jason Bourne is entirely in his prime. You wouldn't want to underestimate a Barney Ross, but in my eyes, he can't stand up to Bourne. He gets my vote.

[leroypowell3]

 

2 hours ago, JohnnyChany said:

The Expendables is pretty much based on being a bit past your prime, whereas Jason Bourne is entirely in his prime. You wouldn't want to underestimate a Barney Ross, but in my eyes, he can't stand up to Bourne. He gets my vote.

I was debating this with myself but your logic helped me work it out.

[RiotGear]

Ross has experience, but that is about the only thing he for sure has going for him.

Barney may also be stronger and have a faster quick draw, but Bourne is deceptively strong and fast in his own right.

He is also tougher, more skilled, has better situational awareness and improvisational skills.

In other words Bourne can out fight and out think Ross.

[Pizza Guy]

6 hours ago, RiotGear said:

Ross has experience, but that is about the only thing he for sure has going for him.

Barney may also be stronger and have a faster quick draw, but Bourne is deceptively strong and fast in his own right.

He is also tougher, more skilled, has better situational awareness and improvisational skills.

In other words Bourne can put fight and put think Ross.

Those were my thoughts exactly.

[Callisto]

Match Final Results

Member Ratings:
4.80 - JohnnyChany
5.00 - Boratz
5.00 - Pizza Guy

FPA Calculation:
3 Total Votes cast
14.80 Total Combined Score
14.80 / 3 = 4.93 Final Rating on the match

MATCH SCORE
Jason Bourne: 4
Barney Ross: 1