Author's Notes: This story is set as an alternative ending to Part 2 of the Owlman episode of Batman The Brave and the Bold. I own very little (i.e. the OCs), and am merely mucking about with the characters for my own amusement. Chapters will be short, and each will be from a different point of view
Batman's P.O.V.
They were in trouble. Trouble he had been responsible for them in with his inept handling of Owlman and the warp device. The Joker had betrayed him as he knew he would and taken the warp device when he did so. All his options were exhausted. How was he to save his comrades? Suddenly, the shadows reared off the floor and, despite his best efforts to the contrary, swallowed him. He could hear the startled exclamations of friend and foe alike as they did so. He tried to add one of his own to the cacophony, but he couldn't. As soon as he opened his mouth, the shadows flooded in and started doing strange things inside of him. I'm sorry. He tried to see who or what had…spoken? He tried to ask, to demand to know what it was doing and why it should feel the need to apologize, but he still could not speak. I hope you'll forgive me, but I cannot allow the destruction of so many of this world's heroes. I most deeply apologize… and with that the shadows around him retreated as suddenly as they had come. He looked about in confusion without moving his head. Everything looked strangely brighter, as if there was more light being shed on the scene. Owlman looked startled for a second, but rallied himself enough to say "It doesn't matter what tricks you pull, Batman. You cannot win!" With that bit of posturing out of the way, Owlman attacked.