In a private room, in a different section of the warehouse, an unconscious Gadget is laid about on an operating table (similar to Penny's) while several agents fiddle with his inner mechanisms. Wires are hooked to the inside of his head as one agent places a chip inside and welds it onto the inside. A monitor flashes on as Claw's voice fills the room.

"Dr. Claw to M.A.D. Agent #5. How is our guest coping?"

"Resting nice and easy. The process is almost complete, soon Gadget will swear no other loyalty but to you Dr. Claw."

"Excellent. Once the – ALMOST?!"

"W-w-well, y-y-yes, Dr. Claw. But these new implants are still very experimental to us and we can't afford to take any chances. A slight overload on its part could –

"Well…what do you plan to do about it?! I WANT RESULTS!"

"We've sent several agents to Phoenix Labs for some additional supplies. We'll soon correct the problem."

Irritated Claw vanishes from the monitor, which goes blank once more, leaving the agents to continue their work.

"I've waited too long for this moment. To have Gadget finally helpless and in my hands. Incompetence is what it is. Total incompetence. And yet also, this Batman is still out there and could still be a thorn in my side. But none of that will matter for M.A.D. is finally on the winning streak it has so desired for years to come."

Across the city, a truck (identified with the M.A.D. insignia) has parked at Phoenix Labs. Several agents are trashing the office and storage facilities, loading up any supplies they might need. Suddenly the lights went out.

"What happened to the lights?" Agent Dick questioned suspiciously.

CRASH! Something dark and black crashed through the ceiling window then dashed to the wall, blending in with the shadows. The agents drew their weapons, prepared for anything. Yet, one by one, the dark figure lunged at each one and took them out swiftly. Agent Dick, with a crowbar in his hand, swung furiously in mid-air for anything that moved. Walking backwards, he bumped into something big and tall. Flash! The emergency power kicked on. Dick turned around and yelped, coming face to face with the Dark Knight himself.

"Boo." Batman stated sarcastically.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" Dick screamed, jumping with fright.

He swung at Batman, who caught the crowbar, and swung it himself into Dick's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Batman twisted the weapon out of his hand and forced Dick's arm behind his back, slamming his head onto a desk.

"OW! My arm!"

"Alright, pop quiz, slimeball. Unless you want me to break it into several places, you'll tell me what you and these lugs are doing here" Batman threatened.

"None of your – OW! Okay! Okay! We were stealing supplies. Claw needed them for some reason."

"And the fireworks? The explosives?! What's he planning to use them for?!"

"Uh…um…I don't know. YAAAH!"

"Wrong answer!"

Batman throws him across the room and into several shelves with objects pouring down on him.

"That's gonna cost you some points. Care to press your luck?"

Batman slowly walks towards and picks him up by his shirt.

"Talk to me, scumbag! I'll bet whatever he's using those things for involves mass destruction."

"Unless the city pays well."

"What?!"

"Alright! He's implanted the explosives inside the hijacked fireworks. Unless Gotham pays a very heavy sum of money, he's gonna unleash them during the celebration tonight."

"And a whole wave of slaughter and massacre follows. But I wonder, how are they gonna survive the onslaught while instigating it themselves? Hmmm?"

"Look, no offense Mr…Bat-Man. But Dr. Claw will totally keelhaul me if I talked any more. And let's face it, he's scarier than you are."

"WANNA BET?!"

"YAAAHH!!"

Dick is thrown out the office window, shattering the glass, and would've cracked his head on the ground if Batman's batarang had not caught him first. Batman pulls him up and then lets him drop screaming again to the ground, but pulls him up again before he hits the bottom.

"Congratulations scum. You've made it to the final round, where the questions are harder and the stakes are thicker. Now…where's Claw hiding? And believe me, a wrong answer will cost you your bonus points.

Dick gulps and shakes with fear.

Meanwhile, back at Claw's hideaway, Agent Bruce knocks on the door to Joker's "torture chamber."

"Uh. Mr. Joker. Dr. Claw wants to see you pronto – OH….

His words trail off as he is too paralyzed with shock to continue as Joker opens the door. Joker is smiling, glancing behind him to Penny's very still body. The scene won't let us see her body. The only thing viewed in the background is her left arm and hand. Smoking rising from the burns.

"Did you…I mean you didn't – "

"No, sorry. The "big man upstairs" didn't want me to do her in. She may come in handy in a tight spot for us. Clean her up a bit and bring her."

Joker exits, whistling "Stars and Stripes Forever," leaving Agent Bruce, who backs away from him as he passes, to deal with the aftermath.

"What's this? An intruder? Now?!" Claw stated to M.A.D. Cat as he stroked him tenderly, which soon gave into roughness.

Batman appears on his monitor.

"Well, well. So it's you. I think the time has come to meet this man face-to-face."

Pressing a button on his console, it activates several loudspeakers throughout the complex, which booms his voice for all to hear.

"This is Claw to all agents. We have an intruder in our compound! Loose in my domain! I want him brought to me immediately! NOW SPREAD OUT!!"