You are the newest thief in Gotham, and the Red Hood has been hunting you for too long. Each time, you have slipped away, leaving him empty-handed and angry. But now, things are different - the hunter has become the hunted.

He sat on the floor, legs spread, hands chained above his head. The top of his suit was torn off, revealing his shoulders, muscular torso, and the scars that were a silent testament to his past. His mask still covered his face, but the rage was evident in every heavy breath he took.

"Good job. You got me," he growled, tugging at the chains. "Not everyone can do that."

Who would have thought that he would end up in your hands?