The Poison Cries in Vain
Chapter 1- Visions of Green
"It's time to put you out once and for all Scarecrow," Batman explained. It was another day in Gotham city and Bruce Wayne A.K.A Batman was fighting crime once again. This was defiantly one criminal the police could not handle; this man was Dr. Jonathon Crane A.K.A Scarecrow. He is one of the hardest villains to face. "Face Batman you'll never get over their death," Scarecrow yelled with such anger. Then, Scarecrow was about to plunge his needles into the fresh, wet skin of Bruce's arm. Bruce showed no fear but was terrified on the inside. Out of nowhere a vine came and whipped the arm of scarecrow back putting him into a sitting position on the ground.
Bruce's head was spinning could it possibly be…no no she wouldn't do that. Then a curved figure came out of her shadows, it was Dr. Pamela Isley A.K.A Poison Ivy. Her hair was drenched from the rain and her face was even more beautiful then Bruce had remembered it. She looked at Bruce with a smirk on her face. Bruce looked at her enchanted and mesmerized by her beauty. Then he took Scarecrow by the neck, only allowing little air to go in and out of his lungs. He said, "This is your end 'crow. You're going to Arkham Asylum and are never coming back to Gotham." Ivy was standing there keeping a close eye on both men. She had a tendency to check in on Bruce from time to time, but nobody knows why not even her. The police were standing by and once Batman gave them the signal they put Scarecrow into the back of a police van. "Another job well done Batman, I applaud you. You know you'd probably be dead by now if it weren't for me," Ivy said with a despicable smile on her face. "Why are you here Pamela," Batman asked with a deep voice. He refused to let her throw him off his game.
"Going by first names are we Brucey. Well I came to help out Gotham's hero."
"Don't you dare lie to me Pam. I know you to well, you're misleading."
"You do know me too well don't you. Ha, looks like you've been doing your homework."
Bruce couldn't help but to think how amazing Pam had looked. He thought it was a setup but maybe just maybe she had changed her ways. A lot was going thorough Pam's mind too like if everything would go according to plan, if she looked good, and how sexy Bruce looked in that suit. She started walking toward him, both of them nervous on the inside. He too started walking until their bodies were only 3 centimeters away from each other. They locked eyes. He put his strong, muscular arms around her. She put her soft yet strong hands on his neck. Both of them could feel something. The warmth between them had grown stronger, they knew it was wrong but it felt oh so right. He reached in for a kiss but she put her hand between their lips.
She shook her head, "Poison lips remember?" Bruce felt utterly stupid, "I was just so…so tempted. Wait a minute… why did you stop me?" She gave out a short laugh, "That is a simple answer Bruce and I am sure you will figure it out yourself." He gave her a confused look, "When will I find out?" She started to walk away, "When the time is right my love." Within a second she was gone. Bruce's mind was exploding with thoughts. The entire night he was thinking if what he felt was real or just a trick. He had to find out what "Poison Ivy" was exactly up to.