Arkham Origins
Scene 1: Gotham City (Beginning of game)
"Brrr! God its like frickin Siberia out here! No wonder why Black Mask picked Christmas Eve for this whole Kill the Bat thing!" The thug leader shivered, bundled in an overcoat while idly chatting with his four buddies
"Say, did ya see that little guy in the weird hat earlier?" The first goon asked
"Yeh. Mad Hatter. I think he had some girl with 'im. Ya know hes a bit touched in tha head. Always babblin on and on about Alice" the second piped up
"What isit with him and that whole gimmick? I mean yea he's creepy and all, but the costume and all that mind controllin crap, it looks kinda like somethin outa sci fi chiller theatre" the third agreed
"Ehh, fuggedaboutit. The Bat'll probably catch 'im before th' night's over" the leader spoke assuringly
"Ya sure? Cause Nicky and I went down to th' old ship down there. Ya know, where Penguin works" the first replied
"Whaddya see?" The leader asked, a hint of interest in his voice
"Mehh, nadda a whole lot. But, The Bat came in a few secs ago and you wont believe who he was fightin'"
"Who?" The third named Mills asked
"Deathstroke. The A-1 badass assassin in th' entire DC Universe. My boy said he wuz there when Slade up and killed Phantom Lady. Not ta mention his spats with th' JLA" Nicky answered
"Holy shit. Black Mask hired Deathstroke? You sayin the bigshot merc in here too? Pfft. He'll probably go down quick like Croc"
"Ya think?"
"Yea. The Bat alwayswins"
"Say, there was someone else. Little weedy guy in a suit."
"Wait... that's... thats Alberto Falcone!"
"Who the hell is that?"
"Carmine Falcone's son. He pretty much runs all of Gotham. Hell, he even has a few cops in his pocket"
"Pssh. He's nothin but a fat wheezy old man. Sooner or later, old Falcone gonna kick the bucket"
"Yeah, and we may be looking at all-out war"
"Man, just chillax, will youse? What the hell you think gonna happen?"
"I dunno. Thats what bothers me th most"