Oh, could it be… the mythical "double-post?"

Raquel: Yes. That is also how Selina knew he wasn't a scout…

Chapter 25

*Barbara*

When Barbara Gordon emerged from Poison Ivy's trap, she was exhilarated by her new set of senses. Like Robin, she too marveled at how the chlorophyll running through her system had changed her. However, the pheromones had the exact opposite effect on her body and mind. Whereas Robin had been peaceful and meditative, Barbara's mind was racing at one-hundred thoughts per second, and the air chilled her exposed skin (the vines already having decimated her outfit.), making her body as tense as a coiled spring, a snake ready to strike. She ran hand flat down from her right breast, across her ribcage and down to the jut of her hip. She let out a soft moan.

By now, after Dick's departure, all of Gotham's masked underground who were present, were watching her in wide-eyed wonder.

She was so overwhelmed with the new sensations, with how the chlorophyll in her veins nearly made her blood sizzle in the warm shaft of sunlight from overhead. The aloe in her skin made her so soft, and the pheromones of the men wafted towards her like invisible pollen, ready to seed.

It was all so… sexy.

She stood up in her pod, one hand resting on her hip, hair waving about her head, vines tantalizingly arranging and rearranging themselves about her form.

If Pamela Isley were Demeter, Barbara was Persephone reborn, ready to claim the throne of hell.

She surveyed her domain, looking at every face in turn. All of the other people the plants had taken, all the random citizens reformed into Poison Ivy's family of grotesques, were waiting, as if to receive orders.

Barbara stepped off her pod, and walked over to the third pod just as it was opening. Inside, hanging almost in midair, was a mass of green vines, undulating and snaking their way into a cross shape. At Barbara's approach, the vines uncovered the woman within. Head thrown back, and arms outstretched, Ivy's entire body took on an eerie glow.

"It's an unintended effect." Barbara said softly, as she lifted her hands, cupped in offering. The vines of the sewer retracted, and the plant people began to move towards Poison Ivy, pulling her from the air, and carrying her across their shoulders, above their heads. In another life, Barbara might've thought she was crowdsurfing.

"Unintended effect?" Echoed Freeze.

"Her fight with Clayface. Basil has enough toxins to change her powers, but not to kill her. He's mud based. It's a wonder it hasn't happened before." She said without looking at them. Her eyes were fixed on Pamela's departing body, watching her new 'children' take her out of the hole, to another place. Barbara knew where they were going, almost as though they were a hive mind.

She turned to look at her vigilante rescuers.

Her body was absolutely tingling, and every part of her body was screaming out to touch, to be touched.

She raked her fingers through her hair, lifting it up from the back. Her elbows jutting out on either side of her head, and her breasts on full display, she stretched and swaggered her way over to them.

She reached Victor Fries first, drawing an imaginary line with her finger from his glass dome to his navel. "Mmm, Victor," she moaned softly. "I bet I could warm you right up. Make you forget all about your ice queen, hmm?" She kissed two fingers and pressed them over the spot where his mouth would be.

Victor shook his head and stepped back. "My lips are for my bride alone."

Batman grabbed her by the arm. "You're not yourself, Barbara. Just let me get you home-"

He was cut short by her vines, which had conveniently decided to arrange themselves around his neck. He was dragged to the wall, unable to fight as vines took hold of his wrists and ankles. She used the opportunity to press herself fully against him, nuzzling his cheek to whisper in his ear, "Oh, but I'm more myself now than I've ever been, Bruce. I've gotten what I've always wanted: to be free. From my father, to you, I've always been kept just under somebody's thumb." She leaned in even closer, and he could smell the cloying scent of her hair. "Deep down, you loved it. Skintight leather, and all those training sessions in the batcave, you couldn't get enough. Always holding back, always looking, but you could never touch."

She licked the exposed patch of skin on his cheek. "Maybe it's time we both get what we want."

A hand touched her shoulder. She turned face to face with Edward, Jonathan standing just behind him. She smiled a canary-catching grin at him. "Eddie. Did your kitty stray away?"

Bruce stopped struggling with his vines momentarily, realization slowly dawning.

She continued, a little more forcefully "What does she have that I don't? Is it because she belonged to him?" She took a step closer to Edward, whispering, "Where is she now? Has she already deserted you? You'll never truly have her, Eddie." She was backing him towards the wall, "She may be a legend, Eddie," and she suddenly pushed out with her palms, "But I'm a goddess."

Her vines began to wrap, even tighter than the ones she had around Batman.

She looked around again. Jonathan was staring at her with a mixture of fear and lust. She stared him down until he walked toward her and fell to his knees in front of her, forehead resting against her belly.

She stroked his hair, as his shoulders began to shake with sobs. "You're the worst offender, you know. You don't love me."

He looked up in surprise.

"You love the idea of me."

He shook his head, like a dog clearing its ears of water.

"Which is why you'll be the first to die."

She took a step back.

Vines were snaking around his ankles, wrapping him like a mummy.

A well placed blast from Fries's gun broke the silence.

"Chill out," quipped the lovelorn snowman.

She stood in the center of the damaged sewer, a lovely frozen statue.

Batman was struggling against his vines more than ever. He broke himself free and ran over to her.

Freeze nodded to Batman. "You have six minutes to thaw her, Batman. Hopefully she will have come to her senses. Until we meet again, Dark Knight."

Freeze left the sewers the same way he entered.

With her vines no longer under her control, Edward and Jonathan freed themselves as well.