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Her actual name is Hunterrina an immortal warrior of a kingdom of ages ago, cursed and blessed with immortality. She has wandered the centuries for over 5,000 years, taking on new identities with every new era to hide her powers. She can fly, has strength greater than mortals, and when angered becomes a force of destruction.
Now, in a huge cyberpunk city drowning in corruption and brutality, a deadly threat arises. Sybil, a ruthless woman enhanced by a killer serum, is determined to bring down the regime. As Captain Hunter, Hunterrina must stop her but this time, she must do it without betraying her ancient power.
One mistake, one lapse of control and her secret will be shattered.
But if Sybil pushes her too far…
Hunterrina will let the world see why legends are dreaded.

Captain Hunter

Rina sat at her desk, fingers tapping lightly on the metal surface as Briggs slid the data slate over to her. His face was serious no jokes this time. That meant trouble.

"Got your Viper." He paused. "She's not just some street dealer. She's a ghost from the old circuits."

Rina raised a brow and picked up the slate, eyes scanning the file.

Aliases: Viper, ZeroWraith, Cipher Queen.

Her image flickered on the screen a woman with sharp features, cybernetic lines faintly glowing along her temples, black hair shaved on one side, and eyes that had that hacker glassiness like she saw the world in code.

"Tech-head," Rina muttered, reading further.

"Technologist, infiltration specialist, ex-corporate security, ex-black ops cybernetic systems engineer, data thief."

"Built custom augmentations before the bans. Rumor is she even designed combat-implants that could override pain receptors. Full body enhancements. She was ahead of her time… until she got burned."

"Classic fall-from-grace story. Last gig went sideways. Botched heist on a corporate military vault. Partner turned on her. She got pinned, left bleeding out on the grid."

He swiped the slate, pulling up another image a prison facility surrounded by water, concrete walls like a fortress.

"She's locked up there now. Life sentence. Middle of nowhere."

"So… who's running her serum trade if she's caged?"

Briggs tapped the screen another file, but this one was thin.

"Sybil's her right hand. Trusted companion. Operative. Enforcer. Nobody knows her real name. Just that she's dangerous as hell. She didn't get caught when Viper fell. She went underground and stayed lethal."

Rina stared at the screen, memorizing every line, every detail.

Viper might've been caged… but her fangs were still out there.

The Woman Behind the Snake