Chapter 1
(Note: This story occurs during the events of and immediately after Arkham City. There may be spoilers for the game's plot.)
"Prisoners of Arkham City, you have given up your basic…"
Someone shut that damn thing off! Thought Greg Mathis. He was sick of listening to the loudspeaker that blasted Hugo Strange's messages to the inmates of Arkham City on a minute-by-minute basis.
Greg was one of the inmates that was caught in the middle ground in the turf war that was raging between Penguin, Joker, and Two-Face. Really the battle was between Joker and Penguin with the ex-DA being caught in the middle.
"I hear Two-Face might be makin' another push to take Penguin's territory," said Everett Anderson, another inmate who was standing nearby.
"Already?" asked Greg. "Didn't he learn his lesson last time?"
"Guess not."
Another inmate that Greg didn't know overheard them. "Two-Face oughta give up this fight. There's no way he can pull enough guys together to take this place for himself."
"My money's on the Penguin," Greg said. He paused, then added, "If I had any money."
"Do you think you're tough enough for Two-Face?" said a voice out of a megaphone. "Why don't you head to the courthouse and find out."
It was one of Two-Face's henchmen, spouting off their usual praise for their boss's gang.
"Those outfits look ridiculous," someone said in reference to what the Two-Face gang wore to identify each other.
"Head out to the courthouse right now!" The Two-Face thug said, "and you can catch the trial. Maybe Two-Face will let you join his gang, or maybe he'll split you in half. Either way, you don't want to miss what's going down."
"What's he talkin' about?" Greg asked Bill Garrett, another inmate who was standing nearby.
"I heard Two-Face caught Catwoman," Bill replied.
Someone else laughed. "Maybe we should go check it out. It's better than standing around here, right?"
Greg and the others shrugged and joined the group of inmates that were on their way into the Solomon Wayne Courthouse. A Tyger chopper hovered overhead, with its spotlight focused on the inmates.
No one really paid it any attention.
Solomon Wayne Courthouse, 7:47 P.M.
"Bring out the defendant!" Two-Face yelled. The curtain that covered Catwoman fell into the acid below.
Greg watched what was happening from the low balcony to the left of the room, but couldn't hear exactly what Catwoman was saying. He saw Two-Face hit her across her face, then a few seconds later he flipped his coin.
"This court is now in session," said Two-Face. The whole court cheered, and they wouldn't stop.
Harvey started calling for order, but no one heard him until he fired his pistol.
"That's more like it," he then said. "Today we present each of you with an exciting new opportunity." He paused. "Two opportunities…to join with us and create a new force in Arkham."
The next thing that happened seemed to unfold in slow motion. A shadow dropped from above and landed on the man holding the knife by the rope that suspended Catwoman.
"Batman," someone said, "he's here!"
The courtroom became a place of panic as most of the inhabitants ran for the doors. A few brave souls chose to stay and fight, but Greg wasn't among them.
Once he was on the outside, he and Bill looked back at the courthouse. "Geez," said Bill breathlessly, "what's Batman doin' in here?"
"No idea, but I'd rather not find out," Greg replied. He noticed the rest of Two-Face's gang in motion, moving to block the door.
(Note: The story continues in Chapter 2 from a different perspective)