I am sooooo sorry that it's took me this long to update! I dunno where the time goes between college, career and fanfiction. Plus I've not really had much inspiration for this chapter, I've been thinking too much about the next two stories and who Filly is gonna get it on with...anyway, this one is going to be a lot shorter I hope that's OK.

Please drop a little review if you have the time, I promise the next chapter shall be longer. And Merry Christmas!

Filly rushed on to her feet and took a few steps back, her eyes never left Ivy's but from the corners she could see the plants moving, barricading all other exits. Trapped and her mind silently panicking, Poison Ivy chuckled at her as if she was a child who had thought they had done something naughty.

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you child." her voice slow and smooth you could paint with it. Filly stayed silent, she had nothing to say to Ivy but if she didn't speak maybe the green woman might change her mind and turn her vines on her.

"What do you want?"

"Well to have a chat of course. It has been a long time since I had some, female company."

That was one thing Filly agreed with, on all her interview tapes men dealt with her. This was Poison Ivy for God's sake! She can literally wrap them all around her long green fingers.

Filly gave a forced smile and chuckled but it came out more like a cough.

Ivy sighed dramatically, "You don't remember our first meeting do you?"

"I'm afraid I don't Miss Ivy."

"Not to worry, it was a long time ago and you were very young. Not to mention the experiments they did on you must play a part in that as well."

Filly's eyes widened, "Experiments?" she had been so frightened to say it. Ivy didn't reply instead she motioned Filly to walk towards her; two large leaf's spread apart to revealed a delicate purple flower, its stem was curled many times and it was quivering, "Touch its petals my dear. It may give you some lost answers."

Lightly brushing her fingers on the petals so she didn't damage them, her eyes shut and the memory begun. The scene started in the Glasshouse, it was quiet, the fountain had been badly damaged and it wasn't working. Listening closely she heard a crumbling sort of sound coming from the second level. Going up she saw a child, no older than six or seven, clearly it was her younger self. Young Filly had a small shovel and with it she was digging holes in the compost patch that had been made for her then placed plant bulbs ever so carefully inside.

It was nice to see herself having fun and not in any kind of danger but these kind of moments never lasted in he asylum.

All of a sudden the entrance doors boomed open and all plant life came to life. Vines lifted up a woman over the edge, she stood in front of the child, her eyes grew wide when the little Filly saw Poison Ivy. She crawled backwards and dropped her shovel it was hard to take her eyes away from the strange lady.

Poison Ivy raised her eyebrow, surprised to encounter a child in the gardens. "Little girl," little Filly slowly got to her feet, "I am looking for a flower with purple petals, and a stem that curls into many loops, it has a sickly sweet scent to mortals." Ivy wasn't too sure if the little girl knew that term for humans but she nodded her head a couple of times then answered.

"I know a plant that looks like that, Daddy Arkham has it in his office."

"Bring it to me." Ivy commanded Ivy harshly.

Little Filly pulled a face at the lady's manners, "You didn't say the magic word."

Ivy gave her a stern look as she was quickly losing patience, "Bring the flower to me, please."

With a beaming smile Filly ran off. In Doctor Arkham's office the flower sat in a glass case which was locked off and to get it opened you have to unlock the combination. She watched in amazement as her younger self touched the combination, closed her eyes and through her memory power got the code. Little Filly skipped back to the gardens holding the flower tightly in her hands but when she quietly stepped back into the Glasshouse guards were everywhere and it was hard to keep hidden. From above Filly could hear the conversation between Ivy who was strapped down on a long hard bed and a man who she assumed was Doctor Arkham.

"Daddy Jeremiah?" she laughed, "Poor child, doesn't understand that her guardian is a torturer."

Jeremiah chuckled darkly, "Now now Ivy, what I do with Miss Rogers is strictly my business," Ivy hissed, "Don't tell me you've suddenly sprung feelings for the child. You are showing your human side." He finished with a with a evil smirk like sneer.

"No! I will never be human again!" Ivy snapped, "And that child is more like me than human. One day she shall be the thing you most fear."

The Doctor's smile was unkind when he spoke back, "Don't worry about the daughter of Arkham, Pamela...", he leaned into her ear and whispered, "I'll kill her first."

I'll kill her first. I'll kill her first. I'll kill her first.

Those words repeated themselves in Filly's head a hundred times in those small seconds. The shock in her eyes felt like millions of bee stings, she was so overwhelmed in what she had just heard she hadn't realized that the memory had took on another scene. She wasn't in the gardens any more, it was a cell block. The cell's weren't bars or plain doors, it was a glass panel that separated the criminals and the one she was standing in front of had Poison Ivy in it, the cell was't the one from the game.

Shows how much the asylum has changed.

Little Filly who was standing right beside her, tapped lightly on the glass to get Ivy's attention, she stared through the red mist with large curious eyes and watched the miserable green lady look in her direction. Filly smiled at her and held up the purple potted plant and gave her a big accomplished grin. Poison Ivy made her way slowly over to her with her hands stretched out as if she's be able to go through the glass and touch it.

"Can I please keep it for you? I promise to look after it the best I can, I will water it all the time and plant little other flower friends for it."

"Do you swear you'll protect it with your life?" Ivy asked with a small smile filled with humour.

"Yes, cross my heart and hope to die." she took her finger and drew two lines across her heart.

Ivy couldn't help but slide a smile, she placed the tips of her fingers to her lips then blew little Filly a kiss. The scene ended, her eyes blinked a few times then she was back in front of Pamela.

Her brow was sweaty and she hunched her back trying to get her breath back, that memory had drained her, "I can't believe I called him Daddy Arkham" she said ending it in a smile.

"Did you find the answers you were looking for?"

"I found a few pieces to my puzzle but I now have more questions."

There was a rustling from behind them, the vines hovered beside Poison Ivy's ear as if it was whispering to her, "Batman is approaching. I will win the fight but I don't want you in harms way," Filly raised an eyebrow then noticed that her plants grew towards her, "I'll protect you." Before Filly could do anything vines whipped her back and instead of falling on the concrete ground, she was swallowed up by Ivy's pod.

The pod closed, sharp hairs prickled her bare flesh and the liquid it was producing was sticky and foul smelling. Her fist punched out the top but now that her hand was free the pod got tighter around her and it instantly sucked her back in. It felt as if she was trapped underwater, she kept moving around and doing roly-poly's as she was scared if she stayed still she'd be stuck in there and lose consciousness. There were muffled voice's from outside, she swore she heard Batman asking where she was but Ivy laughed and then there was the roar from the vicious monster plant.

Tumbling about and the smell of the pod's fluid made her stomach churn, she stopped, punched out the top of the pod again and her fist out flew out. Luck was on her side, she managed to catch a batarang and she would have cried out in triumph but the pod had become more suffocating. She brought her hand back in and began to try and cut her way out. Each time she pierced the pod it would heal up almost instantly, she tried hitting the same spot over and over but it wasn't working. Slashing did better damage but there was so many layers to carve through.

Minutes felt like hours trapped in the pod, the fluid got more sticky and it was getting harder to move. The pod's juice had slipped it's way threw the corners of her lips and shot down her throat and attacked her muscles, everything was slower and the green, yellow and red dim lights were fading into black. Her game was almost over.

Batman sent his fist down the middle just missing her head, the pod cried and burst open. Filly gasped and freed her lungs, before she could take another breath the glasshouse was crumbling to the ground, Batman forcefully grabbed her and held Filly as tightly as possible. He took out his grappling gun and shot it into the air, it clawed on to a strong structure and pulled them up to safety. On the huge rock on the other side of the Botanical Gardens, the Dark Knight lay her down carefully. Filly had never been so thankful to taste the air, her heart beat reduced to its normal speed and her lungs were no longer burning. Opening her eyes she stared up at Batman's face, his expression changed from concern to relief, "I'm sorry, I thought you were gone."

Coughing once, twice she gave him a smile as she propped herself onto her knees, "It's OK, you dealt with Ivy she's more important than me."

"No," he placed his hand on Filly's shoulder,"You are important Emily, more important than Ivy, Scarecrow, Waylon...more important than them all."

For a moment his words didn't sink in, she couldn't believe the words she had just heard. Filly held back a tear, she was about to reply but the speakers came to life and the fireworks banged above them in the night sky.

"Batman! Filly! I know it's been a long, hard night, but good news. The party is about to start! We've got something for everyone! Music, dancing, chemicals that create monsters. You don't want to miss it. So both of you, get your ass over to the Cell Block, or you'll miss your final surprise."

"The Joker can wait. He won't start without you. Riddler needs to be caught first Batman." Filly pointed to the trophy to the far right.

The Dark Knight looked like he was about to disagree but when he picked up the trophy Edward bragged in his intercom, he nodded his head and turned back to Filly, "You can't bring me the trophies, if you do he'll know and say that it's cheating. Follow me." They went to the hidden entrance next to Intensive Treatment; Batman placed his hand on the wall, there was a light that flashed three times, a panel opened up and inside was gadgets.

"I had this secretly installed for situation's like this," he reached in and pulled out an electronic tablet, he clicked a few buttons and it came to life, "Take this, this hear is connected to the Asylum map, if you come across any hidden trophies or things of importance you can use this to scan it and it'll upload it to the map. I can access it through the cryptographic sequencer," he took out the gadget and in it's side clicked in a small chip.

A gadget upgrade, nice.

"How do you feel? Has Poison Ivy's plants effects worn off?" he asked.

Filly nodded as she took the gadget from Batman, "I'm fine Batman, the toxins from Ivy, Scarecrow and Joker have little to no effect on me."

"I shall head to the Medical Building first to check the Doctors, I know most of where Riddler's puzzles and trophies are. I want you to head into Intensive Treatment and find some, can you do that?"

"Yes sir." Batman ran off and Filly climbed her way up the look out point. She steadied herself on the railings, counted to three then jumped easily to the other side, again her landing was less than graceful.

Back home she would always find Riddler's things before completing the final level, it didn't feel right going on without defeating him. Smiling to herself she was over the moon that she managed to convince the Dark Knight to hunt for the trophies and solve the riddles. But now things didn't add up, Riddler may or may not had left little trophies or riddles for her to collect but there would be a memory in his cell that she was just itching to get at.

Jeremiah's secrets would have to wait.

Ooohhh this was so good to finally finish and post! Again not the best but things are starting to slip through the cracks for Filly!