You've never felt better. You're eating right, sleeping soundly, kicking butt at work. But there's one tiny problem. You're being hunted through the streets of Gotham City by five women who seem dead-set on sticking you with syringes and even chopping your head off with a sword. But listen, buddy - you don't understand. These women? The so-called Birds of Prey? They're the only things standing between you and instant death, triggered by some creepy guy who's been secretly controlling your mind for a year now?