She was a villain alright. No one could stand her appearance. Scary and ugly are not a good mix. Luckily she wore a mask to cover her full face when she was out for money and prey. It was night in Brooklyn, New York. Nothing seemed weird until you felt someone lurking behind you, The Purple Piranha..

“You’re super slow.”

An annoyed raspy female voice retorted. She seemed like she was just going on a casual stroll.