Poison Harley - Chapter 1.

This is my first attempt at a fan fiction. Any comment would be ever so helpful.
*All rights reserved to DC Comics. I do not own these characters*

The room was thick with humidity, Ivy was walking around the green house tending to her children. She tended to each flower, each vine and plant with such care. These living things truly were her babies, she felt their pain, she knew when they were happy, when they were sad, or angry. Ivy hummed gently a soft tune to her kin, soothing them as she went around and sprayed them with cool water.

"How are my darlings today hmm?" Ivy's voice chimed to her plants

The plants seemed to sway to Ivy's voice, soft and gentle as she roamed the green house. After her babies were watered and loved Ivy headed to the door and made her exit.

"Good night my lovelies." Ivy smiled

Before she left she pressed her pink lips to her palm blowing a soft kiss of misty hearts in the direction of the plants the mist spreading over the plants. Ivy raked her fingers through her fire red hair as she made her way along the brick path that lead from the green house to her small cozy cottage. She had moved just outside Gotham city into a quaint little cottage, she needed to be away from all the drama and of course she wanted to tend to her plants and her research in peace without and disturbance from the Bat.

Ivy had always put her heart and soul into her work, she had strived to become one of the top leading researchers in botanical biochemistry. Before she was Poison Ivy her name was Pamela Isley. She had studied so hard and she was a brilliant woman. But while apprenticing with a professor named Doctor Woodrue he had used her to help him smuggle a rare artifact with a rare and precious herb inside. He betrayed her, claiming she knew too much and must be disposed of. He had taken the precious herb which was actually a deadly plant based poison and injected her with it. Although the poison was intended to kill her and almost succeeded twice the poison changed her. Her skin had turned green, her red hair intensified, she gained these abilities, this new sense for nature. She could hear them, talk to them, understand their needs, she felt as though she had become somewhat of a "Mother Nature." Pamela had died that day in that hospital, but Poison Ivy emerged.

After the accident or as she likes to see it – betrayal, Ivy moved to Gotham and began her life of crime. She increased in strength and control of her new found abilities. She used her ability to seduce and brain wash men with a poison kiss, to conduct most of her crimes for her. After the betrayal from Woodrue Ivy had sworn off men, she would just use them to fulfill her needs then toss them to the curb. It was so simple, and Ivy enjoyed playing with these men, leaving them so full of lust or dead. It was a thrill for Ivy. She mainly collected chemicals and things she needed to try and enhance her abilities as well as continue her research from her college years. Ivy dressed in Ivy leaves as well as vines wrapped her wrists, and ankles.

Ivy walked through the cottage doors and proceeded into the kitchen. Ivy turned to the fridge pulling the jug of water, she lifted her hand and a vine extended from around her wrist following her minds desire, opening the cupboard and pulling a glass down from the shelf. She poured herself a glass of water then headed up the stairs towards her bed room. Although Ivy was lonely, tucked away on the outskirts of Gotham with hardly any human contact Ivy was content. She had her babies, her research and she was away from all the drama that always resided in Gotham. Ivy had made an agreement with the Bat that she would stay away as long as she was given the chemicals she wanted to conduct her research and a hideaway with a proper green house for her darlings. The only thing she truly missed most about Gotham was Harley. They had teamed up a few times, Harley would help Ivy collect chemicals and beakers and Ivy would even help Harley with The Jokers demands. The fit together well and complimented each other. Ivy's mind wandered to the many times they stayed up giggling or wreaking havoc around Gotham together. Ivy shook her head softly a twinge of a smile playing on the corner of her lips. Ivy walked into her large bedroom making her way to her bed, she reached behind and pealed the leaved covered jumpsuit from her body draping it over a small stool that sat in front of a vanity.

Ivy walked to her closet pulling out a fresh towel and walked towards the bathroom, she pushed the door closed, only leaving a small opening to vent the steam. Ivy set the towel on the sink counter and turned her shower on, once the water was at the right temperature Ivy stepped in and stood under the water. Ivy's mind once again fluttered to thoughts of her and Harley. Ivy had always felt a slight flutter for Harley, but that was something she kept to herself. Harley had always been in love with the Joker, she knew that her feelings would always be a forbidden fantasy and never a reality. Ivy's fingers ran through her soaking hair as the water fell against her green skin. Ivy let her mind wander for a moment succumbing to forbidden thoughts. Ivy opened her eyes, and sighed gently shaking her head softly.

"Oh Harls…If only you really knew" Ivy sighed once more

Ivy finished up in the shower then stepped out, she dried her skin off, wrapping herself in the soft cotton towel. Ivy stared at her reflection in the mirror for a moment, pale lips, green skin, fiery hair and a figure to die for. Ivy pulled her hair into a tight French pigtailed braid then walked out of the bathroom. When ivy emerged from the bathroom she moved towards her closet once more pulling a ratty college t-shirt slipping it on. She then walked to her bed side table pulling a pair of undies on. Ivy threw the towel into the basket of laundry that sat in the corner then slid into her bed. Ivy covered her face gently and yawned, she leaned up slightly to turn off the bed side light when she noticed a shadowy figure from the corner of her eye. Ivy clutched her hand into a fist and threw her hand in the direction of the shadow, the vines growing from the ground wrapping around the intruder and holding them there. Ivy rose cautiously,

"Who are you?!" Ivy's voice was tense.

The shadow was silent still, Ivy slid from the bed and turned the bed side light on revealing the facial features of the intruder

"Well Hello to you too…Red."