The Bourne Legacy Aaron POV
Chapter 1
Cold. Fear. Weakness. That is what I should be feeling right now. I am in the Alaskan winter water, off on some shit "Training mission", but really more just a punishment for thinking on my own for once. Most anyone would have given up or died by now. Actually, most normal humans would be dead before they take their first step into Outcome, I almost was. That's how I was accepted into this nightmare. But now, I am not normal, nor do I feel cold nor fear or weakness, not even a tenth of what anyone regular would feel. I am an Outcome soldier, trained and genetically modified not to hint and the harshness of pain, the seething weather or heartbreaking consequences of being in the job. I am number five and nothing more. But we know damn sure no one goes back to our lives before the program, it's undesirable and unavailable. It's not the extravagant spy life they paint in the movies; it's much worse, killing innocent children, shooting and murdering every one in your path without the slightest hesitation. But I have this life and I can't leave, not now anyways. I feel Ice float past me and my mind is back in the bone chilling water. I sink to the bottom and look for anything out of the ordinary. Then I spot something. I swiftly snatch a silver container from the frozen river bed and propel myself out of the water. As I intake air, burning my lungs, I stride to shore and throw the capsule in the snow. From my meager supplies, I grab a emergency blanket and stand over the blazing fire I set earlier. Tucking my head into my chest, I shrivel and try to ignore the possibility of pneumonia. That's thought slips my mind as I focus on my next objective. I may not feel much, but I'm still cold.