Gotham City, sometime in the past…

With another flash of light, the collection of calamitous criminals arrived at their intended destination.

"So this is Gotham City" Control Freak said, "looks pretty depressing to me."

"Well, it is the past" Herring added.

"Good point" Control Freak replied, "but enough of that now! We have a job to do and criminals to locate."

"And where exactly should we start looking dude?" Ed asked, "it's not like we can just, go around asking people where the criminals are located, seriously."

"Why don't we try the local jail?" Jack suggested.

"Good idea, only one problem" Ember responded, "we don't know where it is!"

"We don't, but I think I know where we can find out" Control Freak said, rubbing his hands in maniacal glee.

Gotham City Police Station, later that night…

Detective Ellen Yin sat at her desk, slowly drinking her cup of coffee. Things had been a lot easier in Gotham since the police started working hand in hand with the Batman. Still, she hadn't seen any action in over 2 weeks. Plus, the Batman hadn't contacted her since the whole incident with Commissioner Gordon. From reports she had heard, he had gotten himself a new sidekick, some kind of "Batgirl", the papers were calling her.

I understand the Batman's need to take on a sidekick Yin thought to herself, it's good to have another costumed person watch your back. But I've always kind of viewed myself as the Batman's partner, and he hasn't talked to me since I helped him take down those three criminals. Still, now that he's working with the police, there may be a chance for me to see him again yet.

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion roused Yin from her thoughts. "That can't be good," she said; instantly, she grabbed her firearm and cautiously made her way to the main corridor.

She craned her head around the wall, and was surprised by what she saw. Standing there, was collection of bizarre looking villains. Of course, the city had its' fair share of oddball characters, but these ones were odd even by Gotham standards.

"Didn't I tell you my Jack Bots could handle the police? Didn't I?" a smug Jack asked the others "don't forget to put that in your report to Hannibal Bean."

"Just take it easy Spicer" Control Freak said, "you'll get your positive review if you can help us find the other criminals."

"There must be a computer around here somewhere" Ottoman said, "it may contain the information we seek."

"All right then, problem solved" Jack said, "I'm a master at hacking into files. Heck, I was using the Internet when I was five."

"Do you ever shut up?" Ember asked.

Jack didn't have time to deliver a snappy retort, as a number of Gotham's finest piled into the room, weapons drawn.

"Freeze!" one of them said "I don't know who you are, but you're all under arrest. Now put your hands on your heads!"

"I've got a better idea, dipwad" Ember said, "why don't you chill out!"

Ember strummed her guitar, causing a wave of power to knock back the cops. Seizing advantage of the momentary distraction, Slipstream blasted a small tornado at the cops. The Ottoman also chipped in, animating the assorted desks and chairs to attack their owners.

I don't know who these guys are, but we're going to need serious backup to stop 'em Yin thought, I just need to get to the Bat-signal.

Certain that she was unnoticed by the assorted villains, Yin made a run for the stairs to the roof of the station. If she could activate the signal, then she could summon Batman.

"Hey, that cop's doing something!" Jack's voice shouted.

Yin knew that meant she had been discovered, but she only accelerated her gait. Suddenly, a wheeled chair came out of nowhere, and headed straight for her. She attempted to jump over it, but missed and fell to the ground. The chair then fell down atop her, pinning her to the floor. Seconds later, she found herself looking up at the ugly mugs of the intruders.

"You won't get away with this!" Yin said, "even if you do take out the whole police force, the Batman will stop you!"

All the villains merely laughed. "No way dudette" Ed said, "we're totally ready to handle that pointy-eared freak, seriously."

"But now, we must attend to the business at hand" said the Ottoman, placing one of her legs on the chair, "we need some information. And if you plan to leave here alive, you'll give it to us."