You’re watching the Atlas recruitment video

Camera pans across a cityscape of Las Vegas, showcasing the gambling capital at night. The loud buzz of cars, lights, and signs overtake the audio. Quick cuts showcase the various activities of citizens on the strip, everything from drunk tourists to gambling to clubs. A deep voice with a British accent speaks out over the scene.

Some of the biggest names in the business call this place home. Black jack, casinos, and of course, the strip. The perfect blend of excess and indulgence. This is Las Vegas.. a playground. But like any playground... Someone has to oversee it.

The camera pans up to the top of a skyscraper where a tall man in suit is seen overlooking the scene. It pans in closer on his face to reveal a serious expression. He takes a drink of his bourbon and looks towards the camera.

This is the perfect example of why the world needs us. In the modern era, with terrorists and nations threatening each other; the world needs a strong military that can act swiftly and with power. The government can't do it alone... they can't keep up. The solution... is private military. My private military. Welcome to Atlas.

Screen fades and cuts away to an empty meeting room. The lighting is low, making the atmosphere moody. On a large flatscreen display on one of the walls is the Atlas logo, swirling in blue lights. In the middle of the room sits a long granite table, with no chairs. Standing in the back is Jonathan, his hands folded across his chest, facing the lone figure (you) seated on one end of the table.

He approaches and stands on the opposite side of you, looking you up and down. He takes a breath and speaks once more.

You've got one hell of a resume.

He picks up a folder and opens it, pulling out various information sheets and spreading them across the table.