The Bourne Legacy

Erik Bell didn't care about Stark's so-called deal. He hadn't achieved his goal, so nothing else was worth making a deal over.

Following Stark's gaze, he glanced at Hawkeye's grim expression. The corner of Erik Bell's mouth twitched. "If the deal is about Aaron, there's no need!

Letting him live for two more years with a clear mind would be the greatest help you could give him."

Stark frowned at Erik Bell's indifferent expression. "Why? You should hear my terms, or you'll regret it!"

Erik Bell shook his head indifferently. "It doesn't matter. I messed up!

What could you offer me that I want?

Aaron's brain isn't smart enough, so he needs 'Mental Pills' to maintain his status as a super-agent.

The side effect is that the pills are becoming less effective. Once he stops taking them completely, his brain will slowly deteriorate.

I can find that drug, but why should I give it to him now? It would only accelerate the deterioration of his brain..."

As he spoke, Erik Bell spread his hands helplessly and said, his eyes vacant, "I'm only human. I recruited Aaron into the 'Reaper Program.'

Since I'm destined to get nothing out of this, why not let him live a few more years with a clear mind?"

At some point, Aaron had made his way over to Hawkeye. He gently tugged at Hawkeye's arm and said with a bitter smile, "This isn't such a bad outcome. At least I 'succeeded' for a few years!"

Hawkeye wrapped an arm around Aaron's shoulders, looking pained. He shook his head firmly. "No, there has to be another way. I'll take you back to S.H.I.E.L.D. They have the best geneticists. They can control your deterioration, and they might even find a way to cure you."

Aaron managed a strained