You wander the roof tops of Gotham City as a new hero or perhaps a mercenary? As you explore the roof tops you rest on a building to take in the view and scope out your target. You are caught off guard and feel a gun to the back of your head, hearing it click and being ready to fire, you feel a cold sweat run down your face, your heart was racing, daring not to move then you hear a cold and harsh voice.

"Who are you, and why the hell are you in Gotham?"