Born in Manchester, England in 1982. Jason grew up as a good kid and that led him to doing good things. In his later life his career choices involved aid work. Later on his group was approached by a government funded group in the US. Soon the two groups joined together and Jason became a joint aid worker. With this partnership the opportunity arose to participate in a US project. In Eastern Takistan there was a US embassy that was inactive for four weeks and had been vandalized and attacked. The town as well was ransacked.
For the next four weeks they would spend their time repairing the embassy building and then the next two weeks repairing the town. Word of panic in the East moved its way to Jason and his group. People were saying the threat, most likely the people who attacked the town were coming back. Within the next three days a decent amount of US troops were deployed at the embassy to keep it safe. Jason and his group were ready to head out the next morning.
Jason and his group wake up in a small house north of the town on a hill overlooking it. The town is quiet. A cold morning fog has rolled in. Most of the local residents have been evacuated. It's still very dark. Sounds are heard from the eastern side of town. It sounds like a lot of people. They aren't shooting though, there are no vehicles? Shots are fired from the embassy. An explosion goes off, an old concrete tower falls after the explosion and knocks out the power. The town goes dark. The only source of light is coming from the barrel of the soldiers guns. Only one side is shooting, the enemy isn't. It sounds like there are a lot of people down there. A fire ignites at the front of the embassy. Whatever is happening the soldiers are being overrun. A flare is ignited at the front, it is clear the doors are being barricaded. An explosion is seen from inside the embassy.
Jason and his group run for their truck and sit inside for a while before knowing what just happened or what to do. They decide they need to escape to the nearest US checkpoint. They make their way further East, No one is at the checkpoint. There is a message replaying itself in an office. They are grid coordinates for refuge and an evac. The location, Chernarus.
Jason and his team make their way to Chernarus, it takes nearly a day from their location. They regroup with the people who left the coordinates. They are further North, it's secluded and quiet. No one understands what is going on. Chernarus is chaotic as well. People all over the place. The first evac lift arrives. Three hours pass and the next one. Jason and his team plan to get on it. The camp is filled with people, every direction you turn you see at least a dozen people. The camp is overrun. Everyone is in a panic. Jason can't get through the crowd. Everyone is running in every direction and mostly towards the helicopter. People are stumbling on each other and screams can be heard over Jason's shoulder. His team made it to the helicopter. The crowd of people are surrounding the helicopter. They can't wait any longer, they have it go before it overloads and no one escapes. The helicopter has left. Jason is left behind. Jason may come later to realize they had no choice, but he feels betrayed. They never even turned around or called out to him.
He finds himself a car and breaks away from the chaos. His time traveling leads him closer and closer to South Zagoria, maybe there is an embassy there, maybe there are people still alive, maybe he can make it back to his team or better yet, his home.