(I don't own Garfield, Bioshock, or GI Joe, I only own Dr. A. Fox.)

Garfield growled with disgust as he tried to wriggle out of his straightjacket for the umpteenth time, despite surviving two failed revolutions, getting declared legally insane (despite being of sound mind, at least, that's what he told himself), and getting put into Arkham Asylum, the would-be dictator was having trouble escaping a straightjacket of all things.

Grumbling to himself the cat chose to lean against the wall as he tried to figure out another way out, "none you can keep me here you know" he said aloud to nobody in particular "I will escape eventually."
"Would you prefer to make eventually now?"
Garfield turned in shock to see who'd spoken and proceeded to fall over, looking up he realized he wasn't in Arkham anymore.
The room he was in looked like some kind of office done in an art deco style, it looked dark and covered in the shadows, but he noticed a statue in front of him.
The statue was made of solid gold and showed a man in a labcoat/suit kind of outfit, the man's face was a handsome one and showed one arm was behind his back but in the other hand he saw that his hand was gripping a globe made of gold, gripping it so hard it looked like it was cracking a little.

But that wasn't what got him, it was the man's face, his face was grinning, but it was a grin without any form of mirth, it was a mocking and evil smile one might imagine a serial killer uses when it takes life.

Garfield looked on for a few seconds before realizing that he had to find out who'd brought him there "who dares to summon the king of the cats?"
"Oh please, if you're a king then why would you be in the asylum?" A voice said from the shadows, it was a deep and rich voice, the one you'd hear from someone who had lead people for years but there was also a mocking tone in the voice, and in addition to that there was a hint of sadism in it.

"I've met a lot of people in my work, and I have to admit you did come a bit closer to taking over the country than some of the guys I knew.

"But in the end you failed, and got reduced to a mere shadow of what you one were, and when I found you were just a mere inmate in Arkham Aylum, and kept under such heavy guard even Mister Miracle would have trouble getting you out.
"Of course though, when you're thinking with portals very it's not very hard to get people who didn't even think of thinking with portals."
Garfield could hear somebody walking nearby him and heard the mysterious voice chuckle "Regardless your status as a mastermind is impressive, which brings me to why I got you out of Arkham.

"My name is Dr. , I don't come from this universe, and I run a Multiverse spanning criminal organization, the purpose of which is multiversal conquest, the reason I brought you out of your imprisonment is because, quite simply, I want this universe completely under my control.

"My problem is this, I don't have the experience with this world's defenders that you do, therefore, I shall provide you with technology that your universe's heroes do not have and you oversee the takeover.

"Refusal to comply with this request though will give me no reason to keep you around and thus you'll end up as my dinner, and then you'll never have any chance of getting revenge on your enemies.
"So what will it be fleabag? Will you be a conqueror? Or just another soul I devour?"
Garfield glared at the statue (he couldn't see the man talking so he settled for the statue) and muttered "I might as well be a conqueror since you left me with no other choice."
"Oh there was another choice, it's just that you'd hate it, but since you'd accepted my job offer I have one thing to say to you."

When the man finished speaking the some parts of the wall slid open and revealed something shocling to the cat.
Garfield never ever suspected this, but the room he was in was underwater, and not in a lake or anything, Garfield could see whales, squid and creatures that could be only seen in the ocean swimming by the windows.

And aside from that Garfield noticed that there were buildings across from the one he was in, and it looked like people were REBUILDING them.

Shortly after these windows opened Garfield heard a man walking in front of him, and looked up to see who it was…and what looked back looked like the man whose statue Garfield had seen.
When he got right in front of Garfield the man extended his hand and suddenly Garfield rose off the ground and was placed on his own two feet.
The man flashed the evil grin Garfield had seen on the statue and told him "My name is Dr. A. Fox, and I thank you for joining my army."
Garfield winced, he thought the grin on the statue was bad enough, but he practically went pale when he saw the actual thing.
"Now then" Dr. A. Fox said, pulling out a knife "allow me to cut you loose, and then let us talk over your strategy…"