"So more like an anti hero than a hero?" Adam asked, though he figured he already knew the answer.  "Your father was the original Viper?  So what happened to him?  Actually, you don't have to answer that," he added quickly, buying his tongue.  If her dad wasn't Viper anymore he guessed it was because of the worst.  "Did you get your powers from your father?"

Agent hid in an alley.  The bank problems was a perfect distraction.  Her stomach growled rather loudly and she put her hand over it in an attempt to stop it.  Her job wasn't giving her any money, it never had, so she moved from the nice metropolis to the lower Gotham-like city.  She needed to pay her bills and she needed to eat.  The only way to get money quick was to do petty theft.  She knew her caliber of villain work was higher than this, but she was hungry and desperate.  She heard someone walking and listened until they were just outside the alley.  "Here goes nothing," she said and pulled the man into the alley.  He was maybe 40 and looked to be well off.  Agent threw him on the ground and pulled his collar up, choking him a bit, "I'm going to take your money.  If you yell, I'll kill you."