"Mine's a bit more unusual," he said, grinning. "You see, unlike my sister technically I don't have any powers of my own. All my powers come from this," he said, pointing to the ring he was wearing. "I don't know how it works, neither does the CIA. In fact the only person I'm certain knew how it worked was our grandfather and he's been dead for at least fifteen years. When I realised they wanted to get their hands on the ring it became obvious that staying around my sister would put her life at risk and so, for her own safety, I made it look like I'd died in a car accident."<br/><br/>"In case they tried to force me to tell them where you were?" Myra asked.<br/><br/>"Exactly," Vince replied. "For a few years I stayed well hidden until I rescued one of the Underground's inner circle from a CIA attack. When they saw my abilities they said they could use someone with my skillset to help them and so I've been one of their agents ever since. As for the mask...well, its partly so that they don't realise who I really am, but also I was once told that when the great battle came it would help us in some way, unfortunately either no-one knows how or they just don't want to tell me the answer."