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My comrades have been captured,
but I have eluded our hated enemies.

And now, after one final test
of my phase oscillator,

I will use a wormhole
to find allies on a parallel Earth.

Good. It made it to the other side.
Dimensional wave is holding steady.

Huh?

Which is more than I can say
for my nerves.

You'd have to be crazy
not to be nervous.

With all of us after you.

Declaration:

Hand us the phase oscillator,
or force will be required.

Oh, I believe force
will definitely be required.

I got this loser.

No!

Hey!

You break it, I break you. Got it?

The phase oscillator is undamaged,

which is more than I can say for you.

I'm disappointed, Hood.

After the makeover I gave you,
I thought you would've wised up by now.

Sorry. I guess I'll always be
a little screw-loose.

Forget Red Hood.
We have what we came for.

Owlman, Blue Bowman, Scarlet Scarab,

with this we can reach other worlds,
infinite Earths parallel to our own.

Then a new frontier is open for business,
Silver Cyclone,

and the Injustice Syndicate
is about to stage a hostile takeover.

Yes, commissioner. With the Riddler's
crossword crime-spree thwarted,

Gotham City can breathe easy
once again.

Strange.

So Red Hood
was going to a batman for help.

Red Hood? Doesn't ring a bell.
But maybe this will ring yours.

You're slipping, Batman.
Owls see better in the dark than bats.

Actually, that's what I'm counting on.

A bridge to parallel Earths.
Explains a lot.

Owlman's a parallel me, an evil one.

But why is he here?

Questioning me is a waste of time.

This bird won't sing.

Your silence only forces me
to take...

stronger measures.

Suit yourself.

Precisely.

Where are you going?

To get answers.

Does that mean the dingus
works as advertised?

The resemblance to my friends
is uncanny.

Like looking into a funhouse mirror
of evil.

Enough with the suspense.
When do we pencil in the invasion?

Bad news.
That world is far too dangerous to invade.

Everyone there has powers.

Which would explain Red Hood's
futile attempt to seek help there.

- We need to rethink our plan.
- You're the boss.

Something tells me
it's not gonna be easy.

Then since Plan A is not viable,
we move on to Plan B.

I hate it when I'm right.

Plan B? But, guys,

we can't be serious about using Cyclone's
bomb to wipe out their entire planet.

And why not?

Because after that, what other crime
could possibly taste as sweet?

The fate of their world
will serve as a warning to all others:

Surrender, or be destroyed.

There's not a simpler way to do this?

Declaration: To rid that other Earth's
human infestation,

my bomb requires our world's sole sample
of Promethium 90.

Thus the need for our raid
on the nuclear laboratory.

What are you worried about, Owlman?
It's not like there's anyone to stop us.

I'm worried I'm gonna have to pick up
your slack like I always do.

A world without heroes:
my worst nightmare.

- The heroes aren't coming.
- Injustice Syndicate represent.

Feel free to scream.

Fun later. First, the job.

- The Promethium 90.
- I'll get it.

Instruction:

You mustn't break the container,
or the isotope will be useless.

It looks like I just got
an easy way to end this.

I'm the boss. I'll get it.

You watch the door
in case any guards get stupid.

I heard you gentlemen
were having a party.

Mind if I crash it?

So much for a world
without heroes.

But his timing couldn't be worse.

Stay down or they'll kill you.
I'm here to help.

You? Help me?
Is that some kind of sick joke?

It's what you invited me here for,
isn't it?

You're from the parallel world.

Here, put this on.
It's a bat-communicator.

Be warned, I'm not much to look at.

I'm sorry, Hood.

- For what?
- For this.

Mission accomplished.

You sure took Hood down
easily back there.

Easier than you would have.

So where are we keeping him?

Where do you think?
With the other heroes.

Of course. I knew that.

Hey, what's up with you?

You've been acting strange
ever since you came back from your trip.

Question me again, and I'll do worse.
Do you understand?

Loud and clear, fearless leader.

You there?

Something's off with Owlman.

I wanna know what he's hiding.
Stick close.

Proclamation:
Before our plan is set in motion,

you will tell us if you left any surprises
for us in this other world.

What? Don't like surprises?

It tickles.

Observation:
Your spirit is stronger than most humans.

Even when we found your hideout
in the Ace Chemical Plant,

you fought valiantly.

Ultimately, it was a futile gesture.

No. No. No!

But your psyche, though bent,

did not break when faced
with horrible disfigurement.

You even managed to rally
a pathetic ragtag group of heroes

in a final stand
against the Injustice Syndicate.

And then, when all your allies fell,

you still believed
that you could somehow save this world.

But all humans can be broken,
and I intend to break you.

Interrogative: Tell me what you know.

Stay strong, soldier.

The fate of both our worlds
hangs in the balance.

But if he wants you to talk, then talk.

Just tell me what you want from me.

Excellent.

Be ready to make your move. I've found
a way to free you and the other heroes.

I wouldn't touch that if I were you.

I know Owlman.

Owlman is a friend of mine.

You're no Owlman.

Red Hood, change in plans.
I'm coming to you. But I need directions.

I'll tell you whatever I can.

Yes, you will.

I'm in a long curving corridor
on the 50th floor, northeast sector.

What was your plan to defeat us?

There were just five steps left.

But then you found me,
and the plan went south.

Five steps to the left,
then turn south. Got it.

And not just south.

We're talking right into a huge mess.

Totally. And the others don't know
what I'm capable of.

But one day, I'll show them
I've got the true heart of a hero.

Hero? A possible ally?

I keep it in a big jar
at the back of my closet.

Details. I require details.

Hood, I'm in the mess hall. Now where?

Fine, but let me catch my breath.
I'm really exhausted.

Exhausted?

Exhaust port.

Observation: Left, right, south.

Your responses contain a statistically
improbable number of these words.

Keeping me distracted
as you pass coded instructions to your ally.

Computer: Locate Owlman.

Result: Ventilation shaft.

End of the line, hero.

So, Bowman,
you prefer your owls roasted or fried?

Up there.

Well, Owlman or not,
he's a dead duck now.

Who is this guy?

I'm Batman.

Please tell me there are more of you
on the other world.

- Lots.
- Declaration:

You are outnumbered.

Observation: Not for long.

Sorry. Look like someone I know.

- You lose, robot.
- Not quite.

That will only set it off.

Open the wormhole, Cyclone.
Destroy Batman's world.

Unfortunately, the phase oscillator
is no longer in my possession.

Well, then deactivate it
before it blows us all to bits.

Revelation:
Your concern for all of us is misplaced.

The bomb only
irradiates organic tissue.

You backstabbing--

Robot? It's true, I do hate all humans.

Whichever world is destroyed,

I look forward to an empty planet
to call my own.

Who's broken now, Cyclone?

- Ready?
- Ready.

- Where to?
- Earth 161. Zombie planet.

Can't be killed.

You started something today:
a brave, bold new era in crime-fighting.

Whoever he is,

I hope my counterpart on your world
will have a chance to repay you.

Somehow that seems unlikely.

Oh, and expect
an Owlman-shaped package momentarily.

Gotham. There's no place like--

Hands up, Batman. You're under arrest.