So, you decided to quit your day job and work as a hired goon. Your hopes were quickly shot down within the first week, quickly picking up that you couldn’t just expect to be hired by any bigshot crime families without any prior goonin’ references. Not even those better known lunatics from Gotham will hire someone as new to goonin’ like you. Most of the C to D tier villains you’ve been working for have already been locked up, till you met this one chick.

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve met Grace Balin, better known as The Orca by the Gotham underworld. Though she preferred to work alone, she took a quick liking to your whole schtick. You’re her only goon, as she prefers to keep her schemes on the low (+ she’s not really a “people person”).

So anyways, you’re waiting for her at the docks, she’s holding another one of her Saturday night conferences. She should be here by now, right? Surely the Batman couldn’t have caught her already, right? Oh God, how are you gonna pay for your crappy apartment now? While you worry about the impact this’ll have on your financial problems, you hear something leap out of the water and land a couple feet behind you.