The car stopped in the drive of a nice house, just outside of Gotham City in a slightly rural area. The doors of the car opened and out of the car stepped two Arkham employees, Dr. Damien Logan, Katherine Tailer's doctor, and Kurtis Logan, the orderly who had rattled Katherine Tailer's cage.

They walked to the front door and entered in silence. The door had clicked shut before Kat emerged from her hiding place among the ferns.

Stealthy she herself approached the house, also in silence.

As she crouched down and crawled past the front room window her foot knocked against a stray rock. 'Hmm' she thought pocketing the rock. 'You should come in handy'

As she came up to the front door she grinned. Turning the door know the door slowly opened, soundlessly.

She stalked into the nicely furnished hall and sniffed the air. The scents of her soon to be victims hung in the air and mingled with the smells of cooked chicken and vegetables.

Kat followed the scents to where they were strongest. Soon enough she came to a clean white wooden door, she pulled down the brass handle and ever so slowly opened the door and slipped into the room, unnoticed. Kat then grabbed the door and slammed it so hard that even the glass on the table quivered.

Kat grinned menacingly at the Logan family before making her way around the table to sit in what she guessed was Kurtis' seat, opposite a young girl with shoulder length ginger hair.

"Hello," Kat smiled at the young girl as she tore a leg off the chicken and bit into it savagely. She savoured the food, her first real food in 2 days. "And what's your name love?" Kat asked the girl, swallowing her mouthful of chicken.

"I-I'm Sophie," The girl stuttered.

"Oh darling," Kat smiled sweetly. "Don't worry I'm not here for you. I'm just waiting for Kurtis."

"What are you going to do to my brother?" Sophie asked meekly.

"Well because you're a big girl, you what 12?" Kat asked, Sophie nodded. "I'll tell you the truth; I intend to give your brother what he deserves for pissing me off." She finished, taking another bite of chicken.

Her ears started swivelling again, sensing someone behind her. It was Kurtis.

Kat's eyes flicked around the table looking for a weapon. Kurtis was right behind her now, she could tell he was getting ready to strike.

Kat went on smiling and eating chicken, pretending to be oblivious to the man behind her, about to attack her.

As soon as Kat had heard the rustle of fabric, signalling that Kurtis was raising his arms to strike, her composure changed. Her smile faded and she lunged for the carving knife that lay beside the cooked chicken.

Turning around she plunged the knife into Kurtis' chest, slowly his blood seeped out of the wound and began to stain his shirt. Holding on to the knife she put her right hand on the back of his neck and pulled his head close to hers and whispered in his ear, "I always keep my promises.".

Kat laughed manically as Kurtis took his last shaky breath. Letting go of him, he dropped to the ground like a ragdoll.

His mother rushed to her son's side, as Kat stepped over his corpse, tail swinging in glee, and she removed the rock from her pocket. Dr. Logan was frozen, staring at his son, in shock and fear. Kat grinned as she walked up behind him, his daughter watching her every move with tear filled eyes.

Kat drew up her hand which gripped the rock and struck Dr. Logan over the head with it, knocking him out cold and splitting his head open. Kat pushed him to the ground and began to drag him away by his foot. The blood from his head would smeared a crimson line across the cream carpet of the dining room, as his wife and daughter wailed in dreadful harmony.

As Kat came up to the dining room door she burst into song, "I've been exiled, persecuted, left alone with no defence. When I think of what that brute did I get a little tense!" She flung open the door and continued to sing one of her favourite Disney songs as she went down the hall, only she added her own little twist. "But I dream, I dream so pretty that I don't fell so depressed, cause it sooths my inner kitty and it helps me get some rest. The sound of Kurty's dying gasp!" she laughed picking up Dr. Logan's car keys off the hall way table. "His father will soon squeal in my grasp!" she opened the door and sang loudly to the women in the dining room. "His lionesses mournful cry! That's my lullaby!"

When outside she continued the song as she dragged Dr. Logan down the path and opened the car. "Now my past I've tried forgetting and my foes I could forgive." She grunted as she loaded his unconscious body into the car and slammed the back door shut. "Trouble is I know it's petty but I hate to let them live!" She herself took the driver's seat and started the car. "Where to Logan boy?" Kat asked the body in the backseat as she reversed out of the back seat. "You don't mind?" she spoke again as if he had responded. "I knew you'd say that! I knew he'd say that!" she laughed as she sped off down the road to put her new test subject to good use.