An abandoned building in a remote area served as a nest for a group of hackers who had been wreaking havoc on the country's networks. But that was about to end today. The dusty silence of the abandoned building was broken by the metallic echo of boots advancing with determination. On the central floor, the group of hackers quickened their pace, arming themselves against the intrusion. The heavy metal door was kicked open, crashing to the floor with one of their lookouts unconscious on top of it. All eyes were fixed on the figure framed in the frame.

It was her. Maya. Crimson Viper.

Her silhouette was an elegant and lethal contradiction. A light gray dress, impeccable and short, clung to her powerful athletic physique. A bold diamond cutout revealed a sheer mesh that descended from her neck to her waist. A long black tie hung from her neck. The hem of the dress, with a deep V-cut, exposed her right thigh and the gray holster that held her weapon. Brown tights and gray boots completed the outfit, over which she wore a long, light-colored coat with a wide collar that flowed behind her with every step. Her short, wavy crimson hair framed a serious face whose cold blue eyes shone behind yellow-tinted aviator glasses.

She disdainfully adjusted one of her gloves, causing the fabric to glow with an electric blue gleam. A cocky smile spread across her lips.

"The CIA asked me to take you back. But look at that detail... they never specified if you were to arrive unscathed."

Her laugh, cold and laced with menace, was the last sound they heard before the chaos...

After a flurry of precise movement and brutal force, Viper neutralizes the bandits with lethal efficiency. The silence is only broken by the ringing of her phone. She holds a burly thug by the neck, who receives one last electric shock from her glove to silence his moans.

"Shhh. It's an important call."

She answers the phone, and her voice and demeanor completely transform, taking on a soft, maternal tone.

"Hi, honey... Yes, Mommy's busy working... Overtime? Yes, honey, but it's paid time. You know Mommy doesn't work for free. The CIA isn't an excuse for unpaid overtime... I love you. Now go to sleep."