I am sorry for the short chapters; it's just the way I work. I'll try to lengthen them. Once again these characters are not my own they belong to DC comics.

BATGIRL

She flew through the swirling vortex and landed on the other side with a groan. Picking herself up off the burning earth she staggered towards the nearest cover. A giant, rocky structure. A giant, vaguely humanoid structure. No not a structure, a native life form of Apocalypse. She could hardly breathe. Strapping the knapsack more tightly around her shoulder and middle, she began to edge away, one step at a time. Inching away painfully, she slowly realised that everything in this wretched place was or had been a life form of some kind or another. The ground underfoot became squelchy yet crunchy at the same time. She looked down. Rotting carcasses. The ground was littered with rooting carcasses. The stench of death hung in the air and she finally realised that it was wasn't sulphur in the air, but the lost souls of those unable to escape Apocalypse, they were stranded there for eternity.

Suddenly the atmosphere of death was gone. Gone. It had been an illusion. She looked up. Up, into the faces of Darkseid.

NIGHTWING

Grayson staggered around the edge of the arena, squinting in the light. Sticking to the shadows he searched for an exit, though there was really not much point. He was stuck on this planet, until he found a Mother box to transport himself home… if he got home. If he didn't get away soon, he'd soon die from the harsh, alien environment, without having to go anywhere near the Games.

Thinking of home made him suddenly remembered about his date with Barbara, the date that he had most definitely missed. Time was different on Apocalypse and he'd been knocked out cold for he didn't know how long, but he knew he'd missed her. He could feel it.

Suddenly fuelled with the urge to get back to Earth, to get back to his girlfriend, Grayson renewed his search for an exit with a silent expectation and excitement. There was always a way out, no matter how hopeless it looked. He had to admit though it looked pretty hopeless. The arena consisted of a 10 foot high, meter thick, stone wall with a domed force field topping it. He found a crack in the wall and started climbing towards the buzzing, fizzing force field.

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