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E L E C T R I F Y I N G

― ❝ ★彡 THE ROSSI REMIX ❞ 

What goes around comes around; Carter Alucard is about to get a taste of this ideology. 

With Atticus’ skills sneaking into someone else’s electronic footprint, some dirty laundry of Mr. Alucard has come to light. What, you may be asking? A host of texts between himself and a few of his young, beautiful mistresses. Now, I’ll spare you the details of what they said, but let’s all trust that Mr. Alucard is not as clean as he seems, and it’s time the world learns of that. But, perhaps Reato should get more information before they open the curtain that will expose these dirty affairs. Of course his wife and the world finding out about the affair is one thing, but for the world to find out about his dirty business dealings is a whole other experience. So, let’s pry into the girls he’s been fooling around with a bit more.

Reato has received a mass email from Atticus with all of his findings. But, that can’t tell us everything about the private life of Mr. Alucard. Destroying his secretive, scandalous relationships might just give us the leverage we need to enter into his personal life.

Under the guise of a modelling contract interview (Mr. Alucard has a type, mind you), Reato will be conducting a bit of an interview into each of the girls personal lives. Now, the girls themselves will be protected, but the there’s no promise that the secrets of Mr. Alucard are safe. 

We’ll gain information by interviewing each of the girls in a location separate from the warehouse; not everyone can be invited to such a premiere spot. So, get ready to act like the next big thing because we’ll need the girl’s trust before we get anything. So, are you in? Destroying the Atlas Company is the next to-do on our agenda.

The coffee in his mug turned cold as the afternoon progressed, Las Vegas sun spilling in from the warehouse windows to drench his jeans in light and coruscate the rim of his glasses. Atticus read. The pages and pages of research he compiled about The Atlas Company and its CEO Carter Alucard ignited the fire deep within his chest. Their information was a steely reminder of why he’d wanted to join Reato in the first place. It was common knowledge that the suit-wearing puppet man was slimy, but Atticus hadn’t realized to what extent. He found trails of broken laws and bank statements that didn’t line up. Shady calls and rented hotel rooms. Through the blaze of his music, Atticus smoothed his hair and put his hat back on, watching the material he’d gathered leave the printer. He sifted through it again, a highlighter his only tool as he felt the injustices pile in his mind. He shelved them, like he would with any facts. He rose anew with rage and passion. And, when the day turned its page to night, Atticus’ only light was his laptop screen, his face illuminated by the inner workings of Carter Alucard’s own computer. He had dug quite a hole, so much so, that the sky was a distant window and he smoothed the dirt over his head. Facing Carter’s things gave him access to everything he’d come across in the news articles, every speculation. Within five minutes, he could reroute the money he’d been embezzling to the Reato bank account. Within two, he could download his meeting schedule and track his day. But that wasn’t his main focus. Those two were drizzles on the ocean’s surface compared to the tsunami he eyed. The right of Carter’s work documents sat his texts. Above coarse messages to his wife, there was another thread. Pages and pages revealed the details of Carter’s secret, licentious affairs. It would all be so easy. Easy to release to the public, easy to blackmail Atlas, easy to take down his entire empire. Suddenly, Atticus’ fingers froze over the worn keys. He ripped the headphones out of his ears and fell out of his long rhythm. 

He slowed down. 

The music continued, just more subdued and his heart seemed to beat alongside the whisper of guilt. He’d broken the law before, but this felt bigger, much riskier, and lonelier as the warehouse dipped in silence, empty. He wanted the team there. Atticus’ head felt heavy as it flooded with all of the ways that his plan could fail. The countless ways it could destroy everything that everything the group had built. He let himself breathe and shut his laptop. He started to pack up his things and it was almost like his sneakers against the floor pleaded with him to finish what he’d started. A memory filled the silent room, that of Atticus’ interview with Reato. “Are you really prepared to pack up everything and risk your life for the greater good?” they’d asked. He remembered his exact response. His peach lips had fallen into a curve, the phrasing of the question reminding Atticus of daring stories of protagonistic heroes, the makings of fiction. He never felt much like the center of a story. The idea of doing something so honorable, with the potential to do something with substance felt dreamlike, but now it stood right in front of him with eyes that seemed to dare him to press send. “I’m not proud of any piece of my life anymore,” he’d admitted during his interview, the deep tenor of his voice, burying a gentle shame behind hot determination. “I want to help with this group, if you’ll let me, in anyway I can.” Atticus returned to his seat. He opened his computer again. 

And he forwarded Carter Alucard’s text messages to the group. 

Subject; This Might Help Us...

To;  [ GEMMA HWANG ] [ KATIA ROSSI ] [ COSIMA PIERCE ] [ DELILAH JULIETTE HAN ] [ FERRIS WRIGHT ] [ COLE TOMLINSON ] [ ROMEO VU ] 

Get the hugs, the champagne, and the tears over with. You’re back in Vegas, baby. The lights are brighter than ever and the arid dry-heat is already drying out your nose. Vacation time is over with, and the warehouse now has all familiar occupants inside. Home sweet home, or more like warehouse sweet warehouse. The rats are still crawling around and, gosh, it feels like the cobwebs haven’t changed a bit. You might want to get your space cleaned up a bit, you haven’t been back in a few months, right?

Well done, team. It’s been a hectic attempt at bringing down Valitus & Divitis Labs, but here we are. The news is flooded with stories of the vigilantes that took them down, and while they aren’t out of the picture yet - they’re feeling the heat. Dermot Valentine has even taken the liberty of stepping down from his position as the head of the company. The “vaccine” did not hit the shelves nor did it risk the lives of thousands as it could have. Boycotts, protests, the whole hundred yards. Now, it’s time for your next biggest target... The Atlas Company.

You may be questioning who that is, well meet the team’s newest hit. They’re the company that runs every other company out there, including Valitus & Divitis. Atlas released a statement, “We no longer wish to be associated with the subsidiary company Valitus & Divitis. All genetics research projects and labs will be ending in the near future due to their gross negligence for the public.” You don’t believe a word that the CEO Carter Alucard says. He looks horribly smug and tastefully dressed. If there’s anyone who’d make a great villain, it’s the shiny bald-headed, sharp-tongued, suit-wearing CEO. Alucard has been embezzling money from the company for years. Using it to increase the size of his mansions, the penthouses he keeps his mistresses in, and his private building endeavors that are replacing poorer neighborhoods housing. It’s time that he learns his lesson, Reato is going to teach him what it feels like to have nothing. You all look towards one another trying to find a plan, but before you can do that it’s time to look back on what went right and wrong in the previous mission.

WELCOME BACK, REATO!

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ROMEO VU  JONATHAN DO NGUYEN ; TASK 4

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“So you’re telling me that your name is John Doe.“

“Funny, isn’t it? My mother always told me I was born to be on the run,“ he laughs, winks at the man, “Dee Oh though, lose the E.”