Beyond a pair of large iron gates with its' name emblazoned atop it, sat Arkham Asylum. It was here that Gotham's most despicable and violent criminals were sent, in hopes that the crack psychiatric team could rehabilitate them. So far, that hadn't happened. The asylum bore a striking resemblance to a Gothic style mansion, perhaps intended to ward off those who thought about intruding. But it wasn't going to stop the Bean Brigade from carrying out their mission.
"That's the prison?" Jack asked, "it looks like the Addams Family house."
After interrogating detective Yin about Arkham, the villains hijacked some cars and made their way to the prison. Jack was in one car, along with the Ottoman, & Control Freak. Piled into the other car were Slipstream, Motor Ed, & the Herring. Ember, being a ghost, preferred to fly there.
"Um, I'm beginning to have second thoughts about this" Jack said, obviously terrified, "whatta say we forget this whole deal and do something less scary? I brought Mad Libs."
"What's the matter Jack, scared?" Ember asked, pressing her face up against the window of the car.
"Ahhhhhh!" Jack screamed "don't do that!"
"If you're too scared to come in, we understand" Control Freak said, "we only require a handful of us for this job anyway."
"I'm not scared!" Jack shouted defensively, "but, you guys are coming in right?"
"Okay, so who's going?" Control Freak asked.
"I think myself, Slipstream, Ember, Jack, & you should be sufficient" the Ottoman said.
"Hey, what about me man?" Ed asked, "how come I don't get to be in on the big prison break?"
"Sorry Ed, but your particular skills aren't required here" Control Freak explained, "you and the Herring stay in the car, and keep an eye on our little 'guest'."
He glanced towards the backseat of the other car. There lay detective Yin, securely bound and gagged. She struggled against her own handcuffs, which held her hands securely behind her back. But it was no use, she was a prisoner, and would remain one until further notice.
"I still don't see why you dudes get all the fun, seriously" Ed said.
"Keep the motor running, this shouldn't take long" Control Freak said, leading the brigade towards the prison.
After watching his teammates leave, Ed turned to the man in the passenger seat. "So dude, why the fish outfit, seriously?" he asked.
"There's actually a funny story behind that" Herring said, "it all started about two years ago…"
From the backseat Yin groaned, as she continued to struggle against her bonds.
"Hello Arkham Asylum! Are you ready to rock?" Ember had shouted, seconds after knocking through the doors with a blast from her guitar.
Naturally, that just brought forth a plethora of guards, which was exactly what the Brigade had hoped for.
"You wanna take care of them Slipstream?" Control Freak asked.
"My pleasure" the portly metahuman replied, a devious grin crossing his lips. "Time for you coppers to get blown away" he said, chuckling as he produced a small whirlwind.
Its' powerful force was enough to disorient the cops, allowing the rest of the Brigade to rush into the next room.
"Hey you, stop!" came the voice of a guard who spotted them.
He barely had time to pull free his sidearm before an animated chair, courtesy of the Ottoman, tripped him up.
"Where are these guys we're looking for anyway?" Ember asked.
"If the information I got off the net is correct, there should be holding cells one floor up" Control Freak responded.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Ottoman asked, "let's go."
The man known only as Temblor sat in his cell, completely unaware of the chaos that was going on below him. He wished that he still had his gauntlets; with them it would be no problem for him to escape. But his thoughts of regaining his metal gloves were broken by the sounds of commotion from outside.
"Hey, what's going on out there?" he asked, craning his head to try and see out of the tiny cell window.
All he saw was one of the guards go flying by. "Looks like a jailbreak" he mused "today might get better after all."
Just then, the door to his cell blew open. Standing in the doorway was a young pale faced girl, dressed like she was some kind of punk rockstar.
"You Temblor?" she asked, her voice deadly serious.
"Depends, who wants to know?" Temblor asked.
"Look, I'm busting you out of here, that's all you need to know" Ember replied.
"Good point" Temblor added, "but we need to pick up my personal effects first."
"No problem" Ember replied.
At that moment, the sounds of the Brigade's attacks had carried to virtually the whole prison. All of the inmates heard the disturbance and hoped it would supply them with an opportunity to escape.
"Wak, this could be the chance I need to get out of this place" Penguin said excitedly.
Peering through the window on his cell, he noticed a portly kid in a coat, and a woman with a bizarre costume running down the hall.
"Hey you!" he shouted, "get me out of here! I'll pay you!"
But the villains ignored him and headed a few cells down. The portly kid used what looked like a remote on the cell door, and after a few minutes of unheard discussion, they fled with the villain Penguin knew only as Gearhead.
"Wak! Hey, where are you going?" Penguin asked, "come on! I'm a way better villain than that guy!"
Control Freak & the Ottoman led their guest towards the end of the hall, where Slipstream waited for them.
"Any guards?" Control Freak asked.
"What do you think?" Slipstream asked.
"Good, all we need to do now is get Gearhead's personal effects and we're out of here" Control Freak responded.
"…And that's pretty much the whole story" Herring said, finishing up his tale.
"I gotta tell you dude, you have some problems, seriously" Ed replied.
Herring ignored him, "so what's your deal?" he asked.
"Well dude, it all started at some big-time scientific company…" Ed began.
"Move it!" came Control Freak's voice from the outside.
"Dude, I was talking here" Ed complained before opening the door.
Slipstream got into the car, followed by a mysterious man with a robot arm and black & yellow costume.
"Who's the new dude?" Ed asked.
"Outta the way, I'm driving" Gearhead replied.
"No way bro, I do the driving around here, seriously!" Ed shouted back.
But Gearhead merely shoved him aside and plugged his arm into the dashboard. Instantly, the car converted into an armored yellow vehicle
"You wanna escape fast don't you?" he asked; the villains shook their heads "then let's rock."
And the yellow car zoomed away from Arkham, probably totaling 100 miles per hour.
"This is Vicky Vale, live from the sight of Arkham Asylum."
The news of the escape had spread fast and Gotham's top newscaster, the beautiful redheaded Vale, had been assigned to cover it. And at the moment, the late-breaking story was being watched by one of Gotham's most influential citizens.
"Nearly a half-hour ago, a band of bizarre, incredibly powerful villains broke into the prison and released two of its' inmates."
Pictures of Temblor & Gearhead flashed on the screen as she finished her sentence.
"Both men are considered extremely dangerous, and citizens have been urged to avoid them at all costs…" The man shut off his TV, having heard more than enough.
"It doesn't make any sense Alfred," the man said to his butler "why would they go through all this trouble to break into Arkham and only free two lesser known criminals?"
"I'm not sure sir" Alfred replied, "I'd be more worried about these other criminals. If they possess the kind of powers that the news is saying…"
"Then the Batman is in for a rough night" Bruce replied.
Uh-oh, Batman knows the Brigade is there, and that's not good for anyone. In the next part, the villains decide to take the fight to him.