Arkham Asylum was the deadliest place in Lowerton. You never know who you might find trying to sneak in or to sneak out. Kim and Ron knew their presence would affect the patients even more than they already are. So they were cautious going in. When they entered security control, they found a strange looking man waiting for them. "Good morning Miss Possible. I am Dr. Hugo Strange. I got your message and I have Crane downstairs ready. I heard about the fear toxin incident. Are you alright"? "Not fine, but I'll live. Lead the way", she said. When they finally arrived in Scarecrow's cell, Kim and Ron looked at each other warily and went inside.
Jonathan Crane had not been in Arkham that long, but it looked like he had been in for centuries. When he saw them come in, he looked up. There was no trace of sanity in his eyes, no sign that he'd ever be sane again. Crane was in a body cast on a chair behind a desk. Kim and Ron took a seat while Dr. Strange stood behind them. "Crane, who are you working for? Spill it", Kim asked straight out. "I don't think I should tell you. If I do, he might get mad at me", Crane said uncertainly. "Who? Who might mad at you" Kim asked. "I…..I can't tell! He might get mad"! "Crane snap out of it! WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR"! Kim yelled as Crane started tearing up. "The Mob! The Joker! Both"!
Kim stopped yelling and gave him a curious look. "What do you mean both"? "I was hired by the mob to kill you, but I'm an old pal of the Joker's. He sent me equipment, like laughing gas, razor sharp cards, dummies", Crane said while trying to wipe his tears. "So the Joker and the mob want me dead"? She turned to Ron who was giving her a fearful look.
The Penguin went out that night to his favorite hangout, the Iceberg Lounge. When he went in the party was in full swing. He had specifically told the right people to join him in a party, which was a distraction for what was really about to come down. He let his dates go and joined Gambol and Drakken in a nearby table. "So what happened"? "Apparently, Crane got caught with laughing gas and joker cards", Gambol angrily announced as Drakken grimaced. "That cheating scum! He was working for the Joker all along and he was going to come back to us for the money"! "If I can jump in here, it doesn't feel right, copying what the Joker wanted to do; kill Kim Possible. Did you see his video", Drakken said as Gambol and Penguin nodded.
"We don't have any choice now. She's on our trail and Crane is only the beginning", Gambol said. "Ugh, I'll be right back, I have to use the lavatory", Gambol said as he left the two at the table. He walked in, and noticed he was not alone. He turned and found himself face to face with the Joker, who had a knife up to his mouth. "We have a winner, and today's contestant is Gambol"! The Joker announced as Gambol glared at him. "Do you want a story? A story, about how I got these scars"?
"I DON"T GIVE A DAMN", Gambol yelled as the Joker plunged the blade into his mouth. "One day, I was out fishing, back when I was a kid. I couldn't seem to get how you put the fish through the hooks. So these three guys come up to me and show me how IT'S DONE", he said, angrily indicating his scars. "So, when everybody was asleep, all tucked into their beds, I went to their cabin, and burned it to the ground. WHILE THEY WERE IN IT. And you know what; I never did have any more problems getting a fish through the hook. Let's see if it will work on you", the Joker said, laughing maniacally, the insanity echoing off the walls of the bathroom.
Kim and Ron left the Asylum in a daze, having just discovered that Kim was in danger. "Kim, you all right", Ron asked warily. She could only shake her head in fear. "I think I'm going to go home. See you later", Kim said as she headed home. When she walked in, her mother was crying. "Mom, what happened", Kim asked concernedly. "Your father…when he was coming home from work….his plane…crashed", she said breaking down into tears. Kim was in a state of total shock. Her father was dead. He couldn't be, just couldn't be. As her mother hugged Kim, she knew there was more to it than just that.
"Hello, who is this", Dr. Hugo Strange asked into his cell phone. "I am Ra's al Ghul and I have a proposition for you". "Why would you just tell me who you are"? "Because I believe you can help me". Strange smiled evilly and sat down in a chair. "I'm listening".