Kat got off the bed and walked over to the glass wall that was yet to be replaced.

Her fingers traced along the cracks in the glass as a devious smile grew on her face.

"I have a splendiferous idea!" she spoke to her cracked reflection in the broken glass. She took a step back from the glass, absorbing every detail. She recalled yesterday morning, when she had lost her temper, and had found the strength to do it.

Anger made her stronger, what made her angry?

A taunting voice began to echo through her head, her voice.

'He was your friend, your best friend,' it said quietly. "Shut up," Kat replied to it aloud and agitated. 'You're just a freak!" it said, louder this time. "Shut up!" She yelled back. 'He's dead Kat, you couldn't save him! You weren't fast enough! You weren't smart enough! You weren't strong enough! He's dead because of you!' it screamed. "Enough!" she growled back.

That was far enough, she was angry, furious and ashamed, all these emotions were swelling inside her ready to burst out, but she was still in control. Kat looked up at the glass, eyes ablaze. Focusing hard, she channelled her anger into making her claws and fangs sharp and making her strength grow.

Kat threw back her arms and slammed them down on the glass. The cracks grew until they were almost reaching the walls. Again she threw back her arms, prepared herself to run, and slammed her fists to the glass. It shattered beneath her hands. She had sprinted off before all the glass had hit the ground, trying to avoid it cutting her bare feet.

She burst into the lobby, seeing doctors Kat quickly rounded the corner and headed towards the Rec Room, to get to the glass corridor, to get free, she had it all worked out in her head.

She came to the Rec Room door and ran straight into it, knocking herself flat on her back.

In frustration she kicked out at the reinforced locked door.

Behind her she heard doors burst open as a siren began to scream and snitch about her escape. Immediately Kat was on her feet and ready to attack.

A trio of burly thugs ran into the corridor. The biggest one ran at her first. Kat ran at him too startling him and making him lose momentum. She then easily vaulted him, racking her claws down his face as she leapt.

Hands clutching his bleeding face, he dropped to the ground. Kat landed neatly, spun around and brought her foot crashing down onto his neck, she kept pushed down on it forcefully until a delicious crunch sounded, signalling her total victory over this one man.

But alas her victory was short live as Kat's ears swivelled on top of her head as she sensed the other to orderlies running up behind her. Again she turned quickly, long claws extended.

Catching one of them by the neck, she tore along his throat. Hot blood oozed out onto her hand, the man began to gag and collapsed onto his fellow fallen orderly.

The third had stopped, scared stiff as Kat advanced. She reached out her bloody claw and cupped the orderlies face in her hand, letting his friend's blood smear on his face and her claws dig into his cheeks, piercing the flesh.

"Now listen here boy." She growled, her voice sounding wild again. "Open this door and you night live."

The orderly stared at her with wide, frightened eyes as he fumbled for his key card. He ran over to the door and opened it for her.

He turned to face her again and she brought her claws down his cheek. He for help and Kat heard more guards and orderlies running towards where they were. She kicked this orderly in the shin, grabbed the key card and sprinted into the Rec Room.

She kept running through the Rec Room and kicked open the doors at the other side of the room.

Kat stepped into the glass corridor. The glass here was thinner that it had been in her cell, she could easily smash it. She walked up to one of the windows and struck it sharply with her elbow, it shattered under the force of the blow. Taking a few steps back from it, she ran and leaped out the window.

Landing in the barren yard, she looked up to see more guards coming up on her left and right, but dead ahead of her was her target. She would have to be fast.

Standing again she ran faster than she had before, building up to leap, like on the night she had changed.

Soon Kat was leaping up the un-climbable wall. Shouts of disbelief sounded below her as she stood at the top of the wall and looked down at the guards.

"Cheerio!" she grinned and saluted them before jumping down to the grass on the other side of the wall and making her way away from Arkham Asylum.

She ran a little way but slowed as she came upon a road. Now she was walking in the shadows beside the road. As a car past her she caught a distinct scent that reminded her of what she had promised some Arkham employees. Kat broke into a run once more after the car.

The hunt had begun.