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Owlman was many things, villain, schemer, master combatant, and more recently ‘Prisoner’ to his Humiliation. That was the best way to describe what Owlman felt, he’d spent months in a prison that he helped create. He had been beaten by a weaker version of himself and that idiot counterpart of his enemy the Red Hood. At first he’d believed that he’d be able to escape under his own ability but found that Silver Cyclone was so thorough in his design that even he couldn’t free himself, he was at the mercy of people who were originally HIS prisoners, and he had to continuously listen to the guards ramble on about their lives like one older man named Stan who would always talk about his niece and nephew.

“Hey you awake in there? Your foods here.” Spoke Stan.

Owlman looked at him prompting Stan to carefully slide the tray through the field and into his cell saying. “Help yourself it may be one of your last.”

It had ultimately been decided that for his crimes Owlman and several of his allies would be tried for their many crimes, with none of them having any doubt what the verdict would likely be, however to Owlman’s surprise the Red Hood had been conspicuously absent from the prison.

Owlman had expected his nemesis to come and gloat about his victory but no instead he’d seen more of Red Hood’s allies like Manta, or Yellow Lantern. Red Hood had insisted that one of his allies guard the prisoners personally daily on the off-chance they escape.

Speaking of the devil Manta entered the room, “You’re free to head home Stanford I’ll take things from here.” Said the armored hero.

“Thanks Manta you’re good people, things have been pretty quiet today, though that’s really nothin’ new. See ya tomorrow.” Said the guardsman as he left, Manta simply nodded and grunted.

Time passed as Manta busied himself with standard system checking all the while Owlman glared at Barracuda’s enemy. Despite himself he ran over Manta’s strengths and weaknesses on the off chance he could escape. With his suit giving him super strength, advanced weapons, and high skill in hand-to-hand combat.

However after roughly two hours of waiting an alarm suddenly sounded and explosions began rocking the building, Manta shot up and grabbed a communicator. “Guards report!” a voice replied “A tank has just APPEARED. As in literally the room was empty but then BOOM TANK! OH LORD ARE THOSE RABID DOGS?!” With the sound of barking and screaming being heard over the speaking, only for a new voice to be heard on the communicator, “He’s headed right for you Manta!” another explosion rocked the building as the roar of a tank was heard entering the room giving Owlman a perfect view of it.

It was very ostentatious, heavily armored with two cannons on the turret, a warhead launcher, a minigun, a chainsaw, and at least two mechanical claws, a flamethrower, at least one mechanical arm wielding a chainsaw, and what looked like a bear trap. Standing on the turret was a small figure wearing a yellow double breasted coat, a red long brimmed hat, and a black cape with a red lining.

The figure leapt down from his tank a few feet away from Manta and spoke with a gravelly baritone. “Hello there my dear goodie two shoe guard. So are you going to release one of your prisoners to me or is this going to get ugly?” as he spoke he slowly pulled an additional chainsaw from behind his back, “PLEASE tell me you’ll pick ugly.”

Instead of responding two blasts of energy fired from Manta’s helmet knocking the saw from the figure’s hands. “This is only going to get ugly for you.” Manta said attacking the figure. The two briefly clashed with Manta sending the figure flying back with a punch.

“I haven’t had this much fun all day!” the figure declared while getting up, he then reached behind his back again pulling some sort of gun and fired it. Manta managed to dodge the shot, responding with a second blast from his helmet charging the figure as he dodged it.

However Manta was met with the figure’s chainsaw colliding with his helmet, with the screech of metal followed by a blast from the figure’s gun. Blasting Manta several feet back into a far wall. Resulting in cheering from the prisoners, however a steady moan from Manta and audible breathing told Owman that Manta was still alive despite the diagonal gash his helmet received. He was however unconscious, the figure put away his chainsaw and said “Welp that was a nice distraction.” Before turning to the wall of cells he passed several of them saying shaking his head and muttering as he went before finding Owlman. “THERE you are! I’ve been looking for you.” The figure then casually raised his gun (which more closely resembled a small cannon) and fired it at the keypad causing the field in front of him to deactivate.

“Come on we ain’t got all day!” The figure said turning around and walking back towards his tank. It was at this point Owlman realized how small he was and the simple fact that he was NOT human. “Who are you? Why free me?” Owlman demanded. Stepping past the unconscious  Manta who gave a second moan.

“So many questions from someone who got a ‘get out of jail free’ card. Get your stuff and get in the blasted tank! I’ll tell you why when we get to where we’re going.” The figure said as he reached his tank and jumped towards the turret. Owlman, with several reservations grabbed his utility belt and followed the figure, who turned and stood in the full light.

“As for ‘WHO’ I am, the name’s NEGADUCK, future public enemy number one and your new partner in crime!”

After Owlman entered the tank Negaduck pressed a button on a remote and in a flash of light the tank vanished as if it was never even there.

BATMAN THE BRAVE AND THE BOLD: LEGENDS OF THE DUCK KNIGHT!