Stray sat patiently in his cell in Arkham, ignoring the guards and cameras that would routinely turn and look at him with suspicion, smirking to himself as he acknowledged the looks with an occasional stretch. A few minutes later and still nothing. He sighed to himself as he began to lightly tap his right foot for a moment, only to stop and rest his elbows on his legs and lean forward, looking around every few moments out of boredom.
Flashback: Tim had just returned from misappropriating the famed Philosopher's Stone from the vault of one of Gotham's elite. His fence Gwen told him that had finally gotten confirmation of its existance, so as soon as he knew where, Tim suited up and made his way there. He felt that the stone belonged in a museum to be studied and appreciated by the public. After dropping it off at Gotham University's museum of history, he made his way back to his penthouse to bask in his glory and relax for a bit. He got busy making himself a simple lunch when the telephone rang. He set the items down and stared at the phone for a moment as he raised an eyebrow.
'Strange. Doesn't the reception desk usually ask before letting calls through?' he thought to himself for a moment before picking up.
"Mr. Drake," the person on the end of the line said quickly. "I need you to do us a favor."
Tim stood there and thought about this for a minute before the light bulb went off in his head: Amanda Waller. Tim had read about her when going through Batman's files a while back, but never once thought that he would end up speaking to her. He was suspicious of her asking him for help, seeing as to how she had her own 'team' of individuals at her disposal.
"It's about Quinn isn't it?" He asked with a smirk as he sat down on the couch. Harley Quinn had been working with the Suicide Squad for a few months before the Joker disappeared, and once that bit of news had reached her ears, she was back in Gotham before Waller could tell her to stay put; at least that's how he figured it went.
"Part of it," Waller stated as he was running through his thoughts. "She's jeopardizing our security and is causing more headaches than she's worth; however, we also need you to spring Catwoman from Arkham as well, and I'm sure I don't need to inform you on the repercussions of saying no," she said with a final note of finality as she waited for his response. He was irritated to say the least, but he couldn't say no.
"I'm doing this for Catwoman," he stated with a growl.
After hanging up (or more accurately, slamming his phone back into its holder) he decided the best way to reach his first objective was to make his way down to the GCPD and pretend to steal data from the National Criminal Database. Getting in was easy since the vents were never checked. His time as Robin had educated him on how to sneak through the ventilation system quickly and without making a sound, so he wasn't really concerned about being caught too early. Knowing that making his way to the server room was tricky, especially since some of the cops were on a routine patrol, Stray decided to move through the halls of the GCPD in a quick manner, silently taking out a few guards as he went along. Once there, he placed a PWN box into a spot on the hard-drive and then decided to make his presence known by activating the alarm. He leaned smugly against the drive and once the officers made their way to the server room, he quickly stood in front of his PWN box and pulled it out, then slipped it into a pouch before the officers turned to look in his direction and aimed their guns at them.
"Guess I'm caught," he said with a smirk as he put his hands in the air and got down on his knees.
The trip to Arkham had gone differently than he had anticipated, especially since Commissioner Gordon was his escort. When Gordon told his officers to stand down and let him handle their intruder, even Tim was shocked. Sure Gordon was a smart man and sure he probably had some clue as to Tim's former life as Robin, but he wasn't sure what to make of this. Instead of making small talk (like he had hoped for but knew wouldn't) Gordon started hounding him with questions:
"Who are you?, "Why did you break into the GCPD?, "What's your relationship with Catwoman?", the basic questions he had expected, but one question caught him off guard.
"Why did you hop the fence kid?" Gordon asked as he drove along the streets towards Arkham.
'Dammit,' he thought to himself at the time as he turned away. "I was... Fired," he answered quickly.
At that, Commissioner Gordon, who had been keeping his attention soley on the road turned towards the costumed young man and stared at him momentarily as he raised an eyebrow. Sure he only worked with the Batfamily here and there, but he couldn't help but wonder why a member would be "fired," if they were as good as this one was. Now Gordan was a smart man, so he knew that Stray was probably here on a mission, mabye for Batman, maybe for someone else, but there was no way someone with his amount of talent would let himself be captured.
Tim let out a sigh of relief as they made it to the asylum since he could see that Gordan was about to unload more questions on him. Once the car was parked and he was escorted inside, it was the waiting game. His PWN box had actually been downloading information and schematics on the Asylum, as well as some of Waller's selected inmates: Harley Quinn and Catwoman. When he got the signal from an inside man, he would have to work quickly to spring them without setting off any alarms and execute the final stage in Gotham before heading off to the nation's capitol.