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Director Anderson sat at his desk, a simmering rage burning within him. He had ordered his team of scientists to analyze the vial that had been broken during the fight between Angel and the mercenary known as War-Pulse, and what they found was utterly disturbing. Though his team was unable to pinpoint exactly what the compound did at this point, they had discovered that it was some sort of chemical weapon which had properties similar to a number of plagues that had devastated the human population throughout the ages. 

Fortunately, his team was able to quickly find a way to neutralize the plague and was currently synthesizing a large quantity of the antigen which would soon be pumped into the city’s water supply, effectively ending the threat that this biological weapon could pose. That was the good news.

The bad news was that thus far, STRIKE had absolutely no idea who was behind the attack. Though War-Pulse was the one who had put the compound into the city’s water supply, he was only the muscle. He wasn’t the mastermind behind the plan, and that is who Anderson wanted. He needed to know exactly who it was who had caused so much trouble, and that person, or persons needed to be dealt with swiftly, and harshly. 

“Ms Powers, get me all the information we have on the mercenary War-Pulse, I think that we need to put a bit of pressure on him.” Anderson said into the intercom on his desk.

“Right away Director Anderson.” Came the quick reply.

Anderson did not know who it was that had ordered the biological attack on the city, but somebody did, and Anderson was determined to find out who. Once Anderson knew who it was that had dared to attack Lost Haven in this manner, he was going to bring the full force of STRIKE down on that individual and make them pay.