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Mike frantically threw open the door. "Mr. Ryan!" he yelled. Andrew Ryan, the founder and leader of Rapture was inside of his office, casually playing golf. He seemed to be fond of golf, but he was always practicing at the most awkward and unnecessary times, such as now. Ryan looked up at Mike and said "Ah, Michael, my most prized soldier! You have called upon me for some reason?" "Yes, Mr. Ryan, there is a problem." "That is?" "The citizens are revolting. Because of the civil warfare and mysterious deaths, they want out. They seem angry that the bathyspheres have been locked up." "Ah, so we have a protester problem?" "Precisely." "Well," Ryan said, "Perhaps we can find a way to get them out. Where, exactly, are they stationed?" Ryan asked. "They have all camped out near the Rapture Central Bathysphere Station." "Well, then. I think I know the perfect way to deal with this. Fetch Viktor."
Mike was suddenly distraught. Viktor was the heavy gunner of the 241st Rapture Military Police Regiment. Their "Silent Assassin," Hal, was enough of a hot-headed fighter. But Viktor was a pure destroyer. Nobody ever messed with Viktor, for fear of being shredded. Viktor always carried a modified Thompson M1A1, with a box, bandoliers, and sometimes, if he felt like it, even some incendiary ammo, which he only had to use once. During a biological outbreak in the Medical Pavilion. Apparently, implanting a virus usually causes a mass infection, and apparently Dr. Suchong didn't even learn that lesson yet. Mike had to stop this. "No, Sir, trust me, there's no reason to involve Viktor in this. He hasn't rejoined the squad since he left to deal with the drug-smugglers in Neptune's Bounty. We really don't need him for this." Andrew seemed to have made up is mind. "No, Michael, these people need to be taught who's boss. We will teach them not to mess with us, no matter what it takes."
He grabbed a short-wave radio. "We need a cold-blooded killer, Michael. Someone who will not hesitate to kill another." He started murmuring into the radio. When he was finished, he said "I'm sending the rest of your squad to Fort Frolic. Sander Cohen has been running the 'Art House' centre of Rapture, and I haven't heard from him since the great wasp attack coming from Arcadia. I trust that you and the others will be able to clean up this mess. Are you willing to serve Rapture?" "Yes." said Mike. "Fair enough. Be waiting at the Rapture central Bathysphere Station after Viktor is finished, in approximately 1200 Hours. I will take your squad to Fort Frolic." "Alright, Sir." Michael walked away. "Don't disappoint me, Michael, I want that Art centre cleaned up by noon tomorrow." And with that, Mike left the room, ready for another impending fight.