AgentRedGirl's expression turned guarded, as she realized that The Archon might be the only person on earth who knew her true identity.

She received her briefing in a dingy, out-of-the-way café on the outskirts of Berlin. The fluorescent lights above flickered as she listened intently to her handler, a gruff but affable man named Jack.

The data cache was recovered, and The Viper's network was dismantled. AgentRedGirl had saved the day once again, her legend growing with each passing year.

Finally, she arrived at a dilapidated dacha on the outskirts of Moscow, where she suspected The Viper would make his final stand. AgentRedGirl crept through the snowy woods, her night vision goggles picking out the faint outline of a heavily armed guard.