Sergeant Silva was happy in his retirement life. His superhero identity hanging in a closet with his tights. But, as an agent he needed to maintain his skills and abilities by working out. And, the impossibly complex electronics woven through him made him a prime target for the military base he resided on to accidentally detect him as a rogue super. So when he trained, the sensors in his area were turned off by a higher power than the base. That was when another super chose to strike...
Soon he realized the 'attacker' was his old concubine. A female super he well-knew was equal to him in every way it mattered.
"Stop shoving that gun in my face."
"Oh? You used to like me to shove it in your balls."
"Yes, and now that is done. Why are you here?"
"Amor, you are on the wrong team. They are using you and building half-bloods to replace you."
"Who cares?"
"You do, mi amor. I would have killed you already if I didn't want you hear the truth. You need to give up on these fools..."