A/N: For a question that is frequently asked in my PMs, the villains are in the 20/21/22 zone, pick whichever exact age in that area. The only exception is the Joker, who I made age 40, and Bane, who I made age 30.

Enjoy!

Catwoman: Selina Kyle

I sat there in the chair, chained up, awaiting for our death. At this point, I just went ahead and gave up on life. I'm sorry, Lola. I'm sorry I couldn't save you. The thought of her wanted to make me cry, and I don't do crying in public, so I changed the subject in my head.

Gwen continued to whine. "We're gonna die..."

"Oh shut up," I said, annoyed. I tried not to stare at the huge square-shaped bandage on the left side of her forehead from the collision from the gun head. Gwen moped and let her head hang downward.

"But we are. I kinda wish now that we died from the bomb. Maybe it would've been less torturous... and I would be less hungry," she mumbled.

"Food should be the last thing on your mind," I reminded her. Her reply was another moan of despair, a tone that was starting to make me want to get up and strangle her. I mean, I get it. We're trapped. They're going to kill us. This is our last glimpse of life. But really? Let's keep our dignity now.

I stared at the padlock in front of me on my chain to unlock it. It looked so complicated. But I'm not surprised. These chains belong to the closed and empty bank we're sitting in right now. A bank. Huh. No wonder the padlock looks so familiar.

Wait.

Bank.

That's it! Bank!

This is the same padlock that rich man I stole from uses! He's the owner of this bank! If he's the owner, then there's a good chance that he uses the same code for his money stash at home that he does for here.

Now, if I remember, the code was 8764. The padlock only gives two tries before it locks, unable to be opened, for two hours. And in two hours, the Joker, or Batman, or whoever will have already came in and killed us.

But this is my only shot. I'll never know the answer until I take the risk.

Before I could second-think my way out, I took my thumbs and eased my way to the numbers and entered the numbers. The screen turned red and started flashing repeatedly. Uh-oh. That didn't look good at all. I thought I had two tries!

Then, right away, my chains released itself, along with my feet. I couldn't help but smile.

Gwen looked up from the sound of something unlatching. "What was that?"

I just shook my head and grinned, walking toward her. "Give me your hands."

She obeyed without question, confusion contorting her face. But that confusion turned to happiness as soon as her chains released and fell to the floor, making a suppressed clank sound.

"Now, we've gotta escape before they come. I think I remember overhearing the guards about how Batman is out of the Joker's layer. That means he's on his way to kill us. We gotta hurry," I whispered.

"I don't care who's after us, I just want the fastest way possible to get the hell outta here," Gwen replied. I laughed a little, and we both started to sneak towards the door.

Quietly, it opened, and out we came into the hallway. I looked around, and then started to walk forward, Gwen following close behind. I made sure to walk on my tip-toes, so my heels don't click on the hard concrete.

"Ow!" Gwen muttered, accidentally hitting a red, thick, protruding circle from the wall. "That hurt..."

"Never mind that. We need to leave!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."

Attention, Attention: Prisoners have escaped the sector. Repeat: Prisoners have escaped the sector. Escape-preventing reactors have been activated. Please clear hallways as soon as possible. Repeat: As soon as possible.

I turned to Gwen. "Gwendolyn!" I silently screamed. "What did you do?"

"It's that button! It just stuck out of the wall and hit me."

"You set the alarm off! We gotta get out of here before-"

"Going somewhere, ladies?"

"Oh... shit," we both said in unison.

~~~~CW~~~~

I took a glance at Gwen, who was crying heavily while staring at Harley Quinn load up the gas tank. The gas was said to close off our red blood cells and kill us off in a matter of 13 minutes of being encased in it. Which means, as long we're locked up in this gas chamber, stuck breathing it in for 13 minutes... we're fucked.

"W-w-why do y-you wanna kill us?" Gwen sniffled.

"Mr. J gets what Mr. J wants. And as long as my hubby wants you two decomposing 'till your skin turns purple, then it's gonna happen. Oh, just wait 'till he sees this!" Harley jumped up and down in happiness of her capture of us.

I sighed. "It's me you guys want. Leave Gwen out of this. She doesn't belong in this mess."

"You s-saved me, Sel. I'm s-sticking with you, no m-matter what," she replied. I lightly smiled at her.

"Awww..." Harley mumbled, wiping the tear that fell from her eyes. She shook her head quickly, snapping out of her compassionate estate. "Well, glad to know ya don't mind dyin'. At least you do it togetha, eh?"

A smirk came over me. I had another idea.

"Hey Harley... you wanna know something?" I asked her. Gwen looked at me in confusion, sniffling.

Harley tilted her head to the side and raised a red eyebrow. "About what?"

If Angelica did the same thing to me to get me angry, then I could probably pull the same method on her.

"It's about... Mr. J... and I. I've been meaning to tell you this, but..."

Harley gasped and covered her mouth. "But what?"

"We've been a thing for a while now. In fact, just yesterday we-"

"SHUT UP!" she screamed. She yanked her hammer off the counter and dragged it across the floor, stomping toward me. This was a side of her I never knew existed. Now, I started to worry what she was capable of doing. Hey, she has to be crazy herself to be in love with this Joker, right?

"How dare you steal poor, weak Mr. J from me! HOW ABOUT YOU COME FIGHT ME FOR HIM! I SWEAR I'LL TAKE YOU DOWN!"

"I'm afraid I can't, sweetie. I'm chained-"

The latches came off in seconds from a swing of her hammer. That too, scared the living shit out of me. She gritted her teeth and lifted her hammer into the air, ready to swing down and hit me. I quickly rolled over. Just as fast, she slammed it into my arm. I yelped and stood up, gripping my arm in sheer pain. That felt almost as painful as a truck running over my arm. Except this was worse.

She groaned. "I held back." She screamed and ran toward me. Quickly, I grabbed the nearest thing closest to me, some pairs of keys, and threw it at her face. Instantly, she yelped and dropped the hammer, stammering back and clutching her eyes where the keys hit. That was her one weakness I've just discovered. She's not used to disruptions during her attacks.

As she staggered back, she accidentally hit the lever, pulling it down and switching on the releasing of the gas. I widened my eyes as I started to see green gas seep from the walls and into the room. Harley didn't notice, but instead kept whining about her "poor eyes" and how she won't be able to see her "precious Mr. J no more."

I had to use this time as best as possible while she was off-guard. So I took her hammer into my hands. The weight was so alarming that I staggered backwards myself trying to carry the heavy thing, but I managed and trudged toward Gwen. With all my strength, I thrust the mallet onto her chains, and they fell to the floor. Gwen dropped to the floor, clutching her wrists from the frequent chaining of them causing her pain.

"Quick," I told her, as I helped her up.

"Your ankle is healing up," she replied.

"Oh no, I still feel it. I just have more important things to worry about besides pain." And I flashed her a grin. She grinned back. "Wait," I said. I took the mallet again and mashed it onto Harley's head. Sure enough, she went out cold. "That'll handle her for a good set of minutes. Now let's go before someone finds us!"

But before we could, the door opened, and in came Bruce.

Gwen gasped and started to back up with wide eyes. "He's probably working with the others. He's here to kill us!" she stage-whispered.

I narrowed my eyes, ignoring Gwen's obvious comment, and braced myself for a fight. "You won't touch her, or Lola. Not without getting through me first, which you won't-"

Without notice, Bruce grabbed my waist, pulled me in, and kissed me. Passionately.

At first I stared at him with wide eyes, wondering what he was doing, but soon my body submitted to my inner feelings I still had about him, and I fell into it. But only for a matter of seconds before I snapped back to the true realization of the type of person he is.

Before I could hesitate, I pushed him away and slapped him. But he didn't even flinch. He just turned to me and smiled.

"I probably deserved that," he said. In anger of his happiness, I slapped him again. "I probably deserved that one, too." I raised my hand again, but he just took it in his and held it tightly, putting it on top of his heart. "I missed you. I'm so sorry. I have to explain everything. Oh, I wish I never put you through this-"

"Let GO OF ME!" I shouted. "You cheater, you liar, murderer, monster-"

He kissed me again. I pursed my lips and tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let me. Gwen just gave us a confused look, then a guilty one, as if she was invading on our personal business and shouldn't be watching this.

I snatched my hand back from him and walked towards distanced Gwen. "Stay away from us. You're nothing but trouble. And I want Lola back. Alive."

He looked around, narrowing his eyes. He noticed the gas gradually filling the room, then checked the timer next to passed-out Harley. It said eight minutes on it. He then turned toward us and smiled lightly, regardless of the situation.

"Unfortunately, I don't have the time right now to explain, seeing as we only have eight minutes to leave the place before the gas kills us. But if you come with me, I promise everything will soon make sense. I'm not asking you to forgive me, Selina. But I just want you to hear me out. And I'm sorry for kissing you. I just couldn't hold back my feelings from seeing you again." He turned to Gwen. "Hi..." he said awkwardly, forgetting she was here.

"Hi..." she said just the same.

He then held his hand out to me. "Please?"

Gwen shrugged. "He's our way out of here, Sel. Regardless of your bad relationship issues from the past, I wanna leave this place at once, whoever leads me out of it. You coming, or what?"

I thought about it for a few seconds, then rolled my eyes and took his hand. He grinned, and guided us toward the door. "The hallway is clear of any guards, I made sure. However, the front entrance, I'm not so sure. Still, we have to be ever so quiet and discreet at everything we do from here on out, especially at the front. Once it's safe to do whatever we want, I'll let you know. Follow close, as we may not be able to go back and get you. And in the situation where your trapped and I can't help you, fight. And don't hesitate. Any questions?" he turned to me and smirked a little, seeming to enjoy my pouting face.

Why did he make it so hard to hate him?

I simply looked away at his question. He shrugged and opened the door, letting us go first. I happily let go of his hand. "Bastard," I muttered as I walked past him. His face contorted to mental pain as I walked by, as if he thought I wouldn't see it.

Well, I did.

And it hurt me too. A lot.

Batman: Bruce Wayne

As we trenched through the very still, dark, and quiet hallways, gas masks over our face(I stole it from some of the guards), I continued to think of good ways to win her back. Do I even deserve to get her back? You'd think this whole experience would be a wake-up call that this relationship will never work out, but for the first time, I don't care. I love her, and I want her. I'll do whatever I can to protect her from here on out, regardless of if we're dating or not.

I slowly took in her body, the sway of her hips, her curvy waist, her toned legs, it all made a huge lump in my throat(and between my legs). All I wanted to do was pull her tightly to me and kiss her, make love to her, listen to her cute little giggle as I tell her nice things.

But that probably won't happen for a while, will it.

That didn't stop me from thinking about it, though.

That kiss I had with her? So worth the two slaps.

We continued to pass by unconscious bodies, and they both started to flash me confused looks. "They're not dead," I confirmed. "I don't kill."

"Huh," Selina mumbled under her breath, not believing me. The thought of her distrust in me made me twitch inside.

I sighed. "Sel, you know how I don't-"

"It's Selina."

I quickly stood in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. She took a glance at my watch and then widened her eyes at me. "What are you doing? We only have four minutes left 'till the oxygen in these gas masks run out and we'll be forced to breathe in the toxic air!" she exclaimed at me.

"I don't care how many minutes we have left, I can't stand you being mad at me."

"Uh...guys..." Gwen mumbled.

"Well why shouldn't I be mad at you? Look at all this shit you put me in?"

"Guys...?" Gwen mumbled again.

"I warned you about it in the beginning, remember? I even ignored you, but you came crawling back to me!"

"Back to you?" she spat. "I was trying to comfort you! Trying to tell you that you would always have someone to talk to!"

"Guys, hello?" she said a bit louder.

"Oh yeah? And where is she now?" I shouted.

She stopped at a sense of realization and looked down. "I hate you," she muttered.

The sharp stab to my heart stopped it for a brief number of seconds before I started to compute again.

"GUYS YOU SHOULD REALLY COME SEE THIS!" Gwen yelled, her voice muffled under the gas mask. We both looked at her, and started walking toward her. Instantly, the sight shocked me.

From a far distance seen through a door left open, the Joker had on a surgical mask over his mouth along with a white lab coat on and some gloves. Harley along with some other people were assisting him as he cut open a familiar lady's stomach and started to remove many cords, from blue to red. The lady screamed, but not from pain, but as if she were in a state of a nightmare, like she was dreaming in the middle of her coma. Her eyes had no pupils. The sight was just as breathtaking as it was scary.

Selina gasped. "Lola!" she couldn't help but exclaim extremely loudly in shock. She covered her mouth right away.

"It appears we have guests. Unwanted guests," he stated very grimly without looking away from his "patient." "Take these disturbances away from me, please! I can't concentrate. I might purposely kill her, for Pete's sake!" he said happily and sarcastically. Right away, guards loaded up their guns and weapons and started to come toward us.

"Oh you did it now," Gwen told Sel.

Selina just gulped in reply.

Without thought, I grabbed Selina(who grabbed Gwen) and started to run the complete opposite direction of the guards, hoping it was the way to the exit. I stole a quick glance at my timer while we were running. Two minutes. Great.

Gwen's mask started to beep, and she instantly fell over and ripped off her mask, clutching her throat at the sudden intake of chemicals into her body. I felt for her. The toxins were at its peak currently. But I had to keep moving. No offense to Gwen, but Selina was my number one priority. I'll be sure to get her as soon as I get Selina to a safe place. I promise, Gwen.

Selina didn't even realizee the absence of Gwen due to the fear of the guards catching up. Instead, she just ran with all she could, clenching my hand tightly, letting all her emotions out. Fear, hatred, betrayal, curiosity, anticipation, you name it.

When we arrived at the exit, the guards only a few minutes away from us, I (sadly)let go of Selina's hand and pointed to the right of me. "Here's the exit. As soon as you head out, make a right and keep going straight. You'll reach a safe house. Go there. Hide. Don't leave until I come get you. There's enough food and water in there for someone to live on for at least six months. At least. Don't worry about getting bored. There's plenty of entertainment-"

"Gwen," she said. The name made my chest drop inside.

"Selina... I'm sorry but-"

"Gwen," she repeated more surely. I hesitated, and then started to shake my head.

"Sel-"

"Gwen is still back there. I'm going to go get her, whether it means I come back alive or dead."

"Selina! Selina! SELINA, WAIT!" But she had ran off already. I groaned and banged on the exit door very loudly, slowly sliding down towards the floor in defeat. Quietly, I waited for her return, hoping for her return, anyone's return, but there was no sign of her for a full-on ten minutes. No guards. No Selina.

Then, many gun shots released, the sound booming in my ears. I froze, waiting for a sign of hope that it wasn't what I thought it was.

"..." I breathed.

Another five minutes past, and I heard a feminine scream, followed by more gun shots. I was getting ready to head in there behind the blocked vision of the fog and see for myself what was going on, when two bodies started to take shape behind the fog.

I grinned.

Two guards ran out of the fog, loading their guns and pointing it at me. I widened my ears and started to turn around to exit. But suddenly there was a loud yelp of pain, and a bullet released to my arm. I clutched it and fell toward the sound of Selina beating down both of the guards, strangely filling me with joy. Gwen snuck behind the fighting group, and ran towards me. She bent down and looked at my bleeding arm.

"I have no experience in medicine, but I sure as hell know that that's not a good thing," she said to me. Then she smiled. "She came back for me. She really came back for me. I owe her my life after this."

Instantly, I started to feel bad. I was the one thing that would've actually stopped Selina from saving Gwen. Not that I wasn't gonna save her. I just wanted Sel safe first. I let love come before morals.

Once the guards were unconscious(or maybe dead, seeing the condition they were in), Selina pointed towards the exit door, and all of us made our way out. Selina took a good look at my arm, and then me, and then started to walk forward, leaving me and Gwen a little behind.

"You and me? Yeah, we're soooo going to talk when we get to the safe house," she exclaimed, wagging a finger in the air. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad, but...strangely, it made me happy anyway.

And Gwen didn't care either way. "I'm just soooo happy that I left that thing alive!" she cried in pure joy, was all she said. And the silence continued the rest of the way there.

Not that any of us minded.