I don't own Batman
There was a breach of security in the cave.
The Dark Knight swerved his car around the second he heard the alarm and pressed his foot down hard against the gas pedal, driving full speed back to his secret base. Stomach knotting with worry, he called into the communicator.
"Alfred, are you there?"
Cursing when all he received was static, he tried again.
"Alfred, answer me".
Silence
"Damnit! Alfred! Robin! SOMEONE ANSWERS ME!"
No one seemed to have heard his pleas. Abandoning the vain attempts at communicating since it was clear that nobody was available at the moment, Batman turned his attention back to the road, wishing fervently for the power to teleport. He tried to calm himself down, pulling up a logical explanation for the lack of response. The computer system of the cave must have been damaged somehow when Tim was subduing the intruder, and that was why they couldn't reply. That must be it. He clung onto that single thought until the manor was within sight, despite the fact that all of his internal danger alert signal was going off at simultaneously. Batman drove like a mad man into the hidden passage, finally catching the sight of the cave.
His heart stopped.
The whole of his vision was drowned by the color red from the sea of flame. He jumped out of his car only to be assaulted immediately by the sting of smoke and the smell of burnt plastic. The sound of small explosions was still going off in the direction of his main computer. He staggered for several seconds, pulling his thought together before rushing into the carnage.
"ALFRED! TIM! WHERE ARE YOU?"
Smoke attacked his nose and throat, causing him to cough. He glanced around. The place bore no resemblance to the cave he left from just about two hours ago. Everything was totally wrecked. This level of destruction, it must have been explosives. There was still no sight of his butler and protégé anywhere. He had to find them! Those two was still down here the last he checked.
Batman never lost control. However, right now there was no way he could honestly say that anything in his head at the moment was rational as he dug his way through the rubble. Had he been his usual self, he would have noticed that there was something, something that didn't belong there attached to what was left of his medical table. Some sort of device that, at that moment, was still beeping faintly.
"TIM! TIM! ALFRED!" Batman shouted at the top of his voice in both desperation and panic. He still hadn't found a single living being here other than himself.
BOOM! CRASH!
He turned his head upward, watching as the most recent explosion sent the ceiling collapsing over his head. He had to get out! But he can't! Tim and Alfred would be buried alive.
The device in the corner began to glow alight, still unbeknownst to the Dark Knight. By the time he realized it, the whole cave had been enveloped in white. Then his vision went black.
Should I continue this? There probably won't be any villain. I'm not so good with them.