"Master Wayne, through contacts of mine I have found we may have a slight problem…."
"I am aware of the situation Alfred. Commissioner Gordon had contacted me already regarding the decision. This detective, L, wishes to aid the police in capturing me. "
"Are you sure it is the wisest decision to continue as the Batman with this L fellow hunting you Master Wayne?"
"Alfred, the day I give up the cowl is the day crime no longer exists in Gotham Alfred. The city needs the Batman."
"Yes Bruce, but the city also needs Batman not to be stuck behind bars."
"I have always been hunted. One more detective is not going to stop me from doing what I do."
A red flash came over the rather large computer within the dark Bat cave as Alfred quickly began speaking, "It's a robbery. It was a private owner's green house, who took an interest in growing exotic plants. A few thousand dollars worth of plants were modified, and simply has gone mad sir."
Within moment's Bruce had suited up, strapped his supply belt on, and leapt into the bat mobile. As mechanical whirring came with a shaft opening up ahead Alfred spoke, "Do be careful sir."
"This should not take too long. I have dealt with Poison Ivy before."
"That is not what I was referring to."
The wheels screeched as he took off in a blaze as he rushed toward the scene of the crime. In moments the vehicle came to a halt as he stepped out overlooking a large overgrown forest where the greenhouse had stood not to long before.
Cautiously he stepped out and made his way toward the forest and stepped within swiping from his way hanging branches with the razor blade type edges of his gauntlets while skimming the area. The dark knight continued what seemed to be endlessly deeper into the abyss of overgrown plants until he reached the core; and enormous overgrown mushroom, on which Poison Ivy sat over the edge with her legs crossed, "I was beginning to wonder if you would even show Batman. I have decided I wish to bring Gotham to as it once was, to its natural state, before all these streets, buildings, back to the way Mother Nature intended. Where plants and animals live off the land, and human beings no longer have complete say over what was to become of the forests, at the price of nature itself."
He hurled several of his bat-o-rangs while speaking, "I don't think so Ivy. Mankind has struggled too hard to make cities to become much easier to live in then long ago. With what you propose many innocent citizens will die, because not everyone is capable of living in the wild."
"It's called natural selection honey, all animals and plants live by this, humans have no right to believe they should be exempt to this law. Not that you can stop me Batman." She stood up stomping a foot down onto the mushroom cap sending spores flying out from it down in a cloud, "Within a few seconds you should begin to feel weaker, your body will collapse unable to move. Then, you will fall asleep. Prolong exposure to the spores will slow your heart beat and clog several blood vessels, and you will die. Natural selection honey, you simply chosen the wrong predator to challenge."
As Miss Ivy had spoken, the spores already began to make their effect bringing the dark knight to collapse onto the ground. At the same moment Batman's bat-o-rangs hit Poison Ivy dropping her from the fungus, and another few stabbed into her clothing pinning her to a nearby tree. She chuckled in delight as his vision began to blur, "It's too easy. Sure, I may be stuck here for now, but this will be your end."
Batman fought his way up to snatching an injector from his belt, stabbed his arm with it while forcing himself up, while grabbing a hidden gasmask just big enough to cover his nose and mouth and put it over his face. "I'm sorry Ivy, but you're done."
As he turned to leave several vines sprung up around his feet and curled up around his legs. She spoke with a fake heartbroken sounding tone, "You can't just leave me and the babies alone so quickly? We are not done playing yet."
He snatched his grappling gun from the belt and shot it back toward the city, "I'm sorry… I am not interested in a date with plants. I was never much into botany." Vines from his legs began to tear as he shot away from the pinned mistress of nature.
Batman left the forest without much trouble and cursed as he reached his bat mobile finding that it had been smashed in, engine and all, as he was dealing with Poison Ivy. He regrettably grabbed a single remote from his utility belt and pressed it, sending a shockwave out as the bat mobiles remains exploded in hellfire. He gave an annoyed sigh as he took to the rooftops heading for one of the many passageways home.
On his way he found a flock of birds fly by him, one tearing a bit of his suit, and cutting into his flesh as they passed by. He cursed again as he pushed on as an extremely pissed off bat.
As Bruce Wayne entered the bat cave his butler spoke while glancing at his watch, "You are later than expected. Had a bit of trouble I presume?"
"You could say that… something's going on Alfred."
The mostly bald butler raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean sir?"
He shook his head, "It may just be my head after Ivy's paralyzing spores, but it was almost too easy tonight. I then find the bat mobile destroyed, and I had a run in with birds…"
"The bat mobile destroyed? How sir, it can withstand nearly any bullet now sir."
"I don't know Alfred… perhaps some passing villain who had the ability. However… if they would go out of the way to attack the bat mobile, why did they not wait for me to also take me on? Then the birds… I am questioning if they had deliberately plotted a path in my way. Could it all somehow be related? If so, what did they hope to achieve? Poison Ivy, Bane, and Penguin would have had to all been working together if it was deliberate. Bane could provide the muscle to take out my wheels, and Penguin for the birds. All I need is a motive, and purpose for their actions… I cannot come up with a scenario that would result in the three all working together, nor what could had been accomplished tonight."
"May I suggest something sir?"
"What is it Alfred?"
"Sleep on it sir, I am sure it will come to you, if that was indeed what happened."
"You may be right Alfred. It may be paranoia brought on as a side effect from Ivy's mushrooms spores. Thanks, really."