Sometimes I sit atop the Gotham rooftops and wonder how different my life could have been. If my mother hadn't found me after all those years, if my father knew of my existence, heck if I even knew who my father was...what generally snaps me out of my train of thought is why I'm there.
Ever since I was ten I've been helping my mother "make the world a better place", or that's how she likes to spin it, what she really means is "reclaim the land back for mother nature", but that would make her sound crazy. I sighed, standing up from position and walked over to her side. She was gazing down to a building site.
"I can't believe man can be so cruel," she mused, "not a week ago this was home to the most beautiful plants and trees Gotham had to offer, and now look, soon to be affordable housing for lowlife's."
"I heard it was gonna be a new children's care facility, mom," I mumbled.
"Its all the same!" she had turned to face me, "mankind destroying beauty for its own ugliness and while we are working its Ivy, Poison Ivy!"
"Fine, Ivy. But why do you need me here? Something as simple as this you can normally handle on your own, I've got homework!" yes I'm still in school and yes I'm a grade A student.
"Because its time you learnt how to do even the simple aspects of the job, I may not be around forever so someone needs to protect the plants."
"oh I almost forgot about the dear old plants!" I rolled my eyes to emphasize my sarcastic tones, these were quickly met with a smack to my head with a vine, "sorry."
"And besides," Ivy continued almost ignoring my last comment, "this is the third building site I've hit in the fortnight and I'm starting to think I'm being tailed by the Bat."
"Urgh! If I get stuck fighting that snarky sidekick of his I'm gonna..."
I was cut off by a sound of metal hitting concrete at our feet, a Bat-a-rang.
"What was that you were sayin' 'bout me, Shady?" Robin sung down towards me attempting to kick my face, but I was quicker than that. I side stepped in time to grab his ankle and throw him against the roof top.
"It's Nightshade bird-boy, must be all the blows to your head you get in our fights that make you forget."
"Nah," he grinned, "I have a trouble remembering stupid names"
Everything this guy does normally angers me but tonight he was really pissing me off, I swung my fist at him, which he ducked and landed a blow of his own to my stomach. At this point I got a glimpse of the other fight on the roof, mom had clearly used her vines on the Batman and he was in the process of cutting himself loose. I felt a hand reach for me, which I grabbed and twisted. Without realising it both me and Robin ended up face to face on the floor, him on top with his hand on my chest.
We froze looking at each other, me clearly showing my anger and Robin looking shocked beyond belief. With all my strength I took the advantage and kicked him with both feet in the groin. He fell backwards off of me and doubled over, holding himself. I stood over him triumphantly about to finish him off, when smoke filled the air, well more like pollen. My mother ran towards me, grabbing my hand, and lead me towards our escape.
"so," I said breathlessly, "that was eventful."
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