Mrs. Young

The Condiment wizard sat there wondering how he would get one of the three women next to him to tell him the exact situation. Luckily, that was when Mrs. Young walked through the door into the room. She looked surprised at first to see him awake and then rushed over to him. "Master, you are awake at last. " Mrs. Young said, clearly excited at that fact.

"Good, my first minion of Arkum. How are things going? I was too hasty with pursuing pleasure and found myself with no one to ask." The Condiment wizard asked, gesturing to the woman around him as evidence of his actions. Mrs. Young nodded her head rapidly, "No" at his admitting fault.

"No, master, it is their fault for not being able to serve well. We are toys to be used at your pleasure and servants to serve whenever you need us. They simply failed that standard. "Mrs. Young stated, making it clear what she thought of the situation. Condiment wizard thought that seemed a bit of a high bar but decided to move on for the moment.

"While I still find myself in need of an update. So tell me what is going on, as I don't remember having a fancy bed in Arkham, and yet here I am on top of one?" The Condiment wizard asked, trying to figure out how he had gotten a fancy bed after being stabbed. As he should be lying in the medical wing or in his own cell, not wherever he was now.

"It was brought in for you, Master, using the new control we have over the original guards." Mrs. Young explained the explanation, causing the condiment wizard to raise an eyebrow, as the use of original guards implied there were new ones. Seeing his raised eyebrow, she explained further. "When you ordered the fishmen back here, they stormed and overran the place. They now patrol Arkham Asylum. We used the new prisoner status to bring the rest of the staff into your control." Mrs. Young explained further to the surprised Condiment wizard about the changing of the guard.

"So my fishman army is in charge? I suppose Gotham isn't taking that fact well?" The Condiment wizard asked, to which Mrs. Young nodded a rapid yes before verbally responding over the sounds of Mahreen, who was kissing and sucking at his feet even louder than a few moments before.

"Not well, Master. They've surrounded the prison but have yet to make a move besides that, as they seem to be waiting on Batman and the others to do whatever it is they're going to do." Mrs. Young said, leaving Condiment Wizard wondering what exactly they were planning to do.

Meanwhile, at the Batcave, the Bat Family was gathered around the Bat Supercomputer. "We need to hurry; we're taking too long." The others are bound to get caught soon." Red Robin said his concern was clear for the two bat girls inside. Red Hood and Nightwing nodded to that, as eager to get started as he was.

"Calm yourselves, all of you. We need to be ready when we act and not let emotions rule us. When we act it will be a the right time with the correct tools. At the moment none of the inmates or the Arkum staff have been harmed as Stephanie and Cassandra gave confirmed." Batman said, looking at the three with firm eyes. The three nodded slowly, clearly **** to agree, waiting further.

"The artifact we need will be here soon; once we have it, we will be able to deal with the fishmen army and not worry about rash action dooming the hostages. Though make no mistake, we will act immediately if the situation changes and the hostages are in danger of harm." Batman said with a calm and stern voice, to which the others nodded.

Damian, the only one not giving an opinion, continued to sulk in a corner as he had been thoroughly lectured about his rash and bloodthirsty actions. Especially as it had been confirmed by Spoiler she had been there to interrogate Condiment Wizard on if he had any connection to the strange new substance at the hair company.

Batman, not looking away from the computer he was now typing on, spoke. "Chin up, Robin. We'll need you for this mission." Batman said to which Damian stood up happily, though he tried not to show it. He was eager as ever to prove himself to his father and hopefully fix his earlier mistake.