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Poison Ivy: Pamela Lillian Isley
"I can't believe you're making me do this," I mumbled into an earpiece behind my right ear, being covered by my hair. "Why can't Harley do this or something?"
"Harley doesn't have the powers we need to accomplish this. Now be a good girl, and do as your told...Angelica," Deadshot replied. I groaned in annoyance at his sarcasm and proceeded toward the high school. I watched as many teenagers began to act immature about tiny things, girls cry about little stuff, and boys become ridiculously obnoxious. I gasped at the dying plants in front of the school.
"How could they?" I cried, covering my mouth at the horror of the dead rose.
"Are you..." Deadshot muttered.
"Don't worry, my precious babies, I'll fix you. I'll reunite you to your health!" And with that, I touched the tips of each flower, and they bloomed back to their beautiful youth. Humans. They're so despicable, deliberately ignoring plants in need. I hate them all.
"Can you please focus on the damn mission?" Deadshot shouted.
"Who are you talking to?" I asked in sarcastic confusion. I started to hear some movements in the ear piece, followed by grunts, and loud banging.
"Harley...! Don't...break...QUIT IT!"
And we disconnected.
I sighed and walked inside, observing my new surroundings. I wasn't use to this modern-day school design. I was so used to being isolated in my room with my private tutor doing my private studies...I've never had the chance to expose myself to the true networks of teen life.
And then...as if on cue, I find Bruce. By himself. Trying to open him locker. Something seemed to be bothering him, part of the reason why he was struggling to remember the locker code. I have to use this time that he has alone. Before that Catwoman girl shows up, or it'll be ten times harder to get him alone again.
I tried to walk towards him in the most seductive way possible, attracting every boy's attention in the school except him. So loyal. It's makes me want to throw up every possible carbon dioxide poisoning I still have inside me to the point where I'm no longer immune by it.
I walked up to him with a confident smirk on my face. "Need help?"
No answer.
Remember, Pam. Confidence. Sexiness. Boost up your aura.
I blinked repeatedly as I took a deep breath, and started to smirk again. My heart started to beat fast at my nervousness. I'm always oozing with confidence when I'm facing the Batman at night, fighting him on, protecting my plants. And yet, outside of his costume, I have trouble just trying to remember my name. I tried to hold my sexy appeal and continued to push on.
"Here. Allow me."
I gently pushed his hand away and started to open his locker. He just stood and watched, not once stopping me. Soon, the lock clicked open. I took it out and handed it to him, looking directly in his eyes for a reaction. But pure poker face.
"How do you know my locker code?" he asked me bluntly.
That stopped me. What the hell am I supposed to say?
"Come on, Ivy. Think. This isn't going so well," Deadshot tried to say to me through a light disturbance in the wireless connection of my ear piece. I merely scratched my ear in reply to his advice. I wanted to ask him what to say but I can't. That would be too suspicious to say out loud.
After my long train of thought, I opened my mouth... but no words came out.
He shrugged. "Whatever." And he opened his locker, dismissing me right then and there.
I bit my bottom lip. "Uhh..."
"Uhh?" Deadshot retorted. "That's all you got? Uhh?"
I sighed. "Alright, truth is Blu-Bruce," I stuttered, almost mistaking his name. "I heard some pretty weird things about you. I'd like to talk to you in private. You know, see if any of them are true... stop the rumors and whatnot before it's too late."
He closed his locker shut. "Out of all people, why would you care about some simple rumor about me?"
I blinked at the sudden tone of annoyance in his voice. Already he was shooing me away. Not that easily. All I wanted to do was use my powers and mentally manipulate this man into doing my every command. But I knew I couldn't. At least... not yet. Not in broad public daylight.
I slammed my foot on the ground and gave him a hard stare, never removing eye contact. He started to grow a little intimidated, often breaking eye contact by looking around. I pointed my finger at my chest.
"Why? Because I care about you, Bruce. I really do. And I know how these kids are around you. They hate you, they're jealous of you! All they want to do is see you fall. Is it bad that I'm just one of the few students here that actually aren't interested in seeing a man like you crumble into the pressures of school life? Is that too hard to believe? Are you just going to shun me out like you do to everyone else? Even Selina now?" I explained, being sure to put a lot of emotion.
He widened his eyes and looked down.
"Nice one. I think that got him," Deadshot whispered in my ear. I tried to hide my smile of success.
"Sel...Selina feels like I'm shunning her out?" he mumbled quietly.
"Oh she basically hates you! She's been running around the school, telling everyone how much of a jerk you are. She even brags about knowing a deep dark secret about you that nobody knows about. She says she'll tell everyone in time. You see, Bruce? She doesn't care about you but I..." I stated, walking closer to him. I could tell I've already broke the stranger barrier with him because I was able to take his hand in mine. His face was full of deep regret and sadness. But I didn't feel bad at all. This is the same man that hurt my babies in my lab. The same man that sent to me to that rigid asylum that I don't belong in. He deserves every bit of thsi that's coming to him.
"I do. Give me a chance. Let me say what I have to say," I finished to him softly. He looked up at me.
"Angelica, I..."
Angelica? Oh right. Almost forgot.
He sighed and closed his eyes. "I'm listening."
I smiled. "Let's go somewhere more private, you know, where we can really talk. Like the janitor's closet." We both started to walk towards there when I noticed Gwen walking up to her locker. I remember learning how she was Selina's so-called "friend." I quickly walked up to her.
"Gwen, girl?"
She looked at me and grimaced. "What the fuck? You're talking to me? What's the catch?"
"Just wanted to tell you to leave a message to Selina that Bruce and I will be in the janitor's closet, chatting it up about some personal things. If she ever asks where he is, just let her know, okay?" I flashed her a smile.
Gwen narrowed her eyes. "You're a bitch."
"Alright then, I see you got it." And I walked up, trying to catch up to Bruce, who didn't even realize my missing presence for the past two minutes. I stepped in front of him and opened the door. "In here." He cooperatively walked in. I closed the door.
"Alright we have a monitor on Selina. You have about four minutes before she confronts Gwen. Make it snappy," Deadshot informed. I gulped and walked over to Bruce. I brushed my hand on his cheek, but he quickly pushed it away and backed up.
"What the hell? You said you needed to tell me something, not try to get in my pants!" he shouted.
"I...I am. I'm trying to make this a lot easier for you to understand," I said. I looked around for a source of power. I felt like I was getting weaker. MUCH weaker. I felt a breath of relief in my mind once I saw the two green plants resting in a pot waiting to be planted outside of the school. I walked over to it and touched it, feeling its power enter me. I felt like I was in control again.
"Easier to understand what exactly? You know, I shouldn't really have done this. I feel guilty. Maybe I should just talk to Sel about this-"
"You can't leave," I shouted, quickly turning to him, my eyes glowing a yellow. I grinned. "At least, not yet."
He looked confused. "Angelica..."
"You don't have a choice. I know who you are, Batman."
He gasped and reached for the doorknob, but I extended my hands toward it, causing the plants to extend to it and block its path. He gasped, backing up. "Of course..." he mumbled. He turned to me. "How do you know, Ivy?" he asked, not even bothering to deny it.
"Gwen told Selina where you're located. You have about two minutes left before she enters the room. Hurry!" Deadshot alarmed.
"I don't have time for useless explanations. What you really want to do is fear for your life," I answered, slowly melting the fake Angelica body and revealing my true, green self. He gasped and tried to fight me, but my beautiful plants held his wrists down from laying a finger on me. I brushed my fingers under his chin. "You are handsome. Let's see how good you kiss."
He gasped as I placed my lips against his, and instantly I felt his body falling into submission from my toxic poisons. He was under my control now.
"Ivy, your body! She's coming!" Deadshot shouted.
I morphed back into Angelica, causing the plants to go back to their original form, releasing Bruce. However he didn't stop kissing me. He couldn't. Not unless I told him to stop, which I didn't. Not until my favorite guest decides to show up.
"3, 2, and..." Deadshot counted.
The janitor door opened, Selina waltzing in. "Bruce, Gwen told me you would be here. What are you doing in a janitor's-" Selina immediately dropped all of her stuff and gasped at the sight: Bruce holding me close toward him and me purely enjoying it all. I broke off of him, ignoring his longing gaze for more. I turned to Selina and pretended to look shocked.
"Oh! Selina! I... wow, such a short notice. I didn't know you would be here! I am so sorry you have to see this!" I looked at Selina, watching as tears started to form in her eyes. "Oh? What's this? Tears? You can't possibly be crying over the truth, can you? Didn't you know this affair has been going on for a while?"
She pursed her lips. "Bruce...you've been cheating on me?"
Bruce's eyes twitched for a moment. The spell was weakening. I groaned. Not yet...
"Is this what you've been spending all your free time on? Sucking face with Angelica?" she shouted to him. Bruce started to blink, his eyes going from black to blue and back, over and over. She widened her eyes.
"Well then I think it's best you know that Bruce has secretly been dating me for a while. He told me that he loves me and that as soon as he gets rid of you... he'd come to me. We've even made love so many times. How can you not realize it?" I dragged her away from him and made her face me. The pain in her face, it was so mournful. What a sham. Catwoman? More like Pussygirl.
Bruce winced and put his hand on his forehead. "What..." he grunted. I gasped.
"I think it's best you leave. Now," I shouted to Selina.
Bruce looked up and immediately snapped back to normal. "Selina, wait!"
I pushed her out of the room and slammed the door shut, locking it. I turned to Bruce and melted the Angelica suit again, this time permanently. "I have nothing to hide, Batman. Now if you don't squirm and cooperate, this will go as planned. But if you don't, I might just have to accidentally kill you, and the Joker wouldn't want that now, would he."
My plants enveloped his body, raising him off the ground and into the air. He squirmed, ignoring my commands. "You're working for the Joker? I would have never thought that someone as independent as you would have to lower themselves into working for a lunatic," Bruce scoffed. I screeched in anger and my plants started to squeeze him tighter. He grunted, his face started to turn red and his eye color fading from the poisons entering his body.
"You shut you! You don't control me! I have my own demands I wish to fulfill, and it's none your damn business to know what it is!" I shouted, watching as my plants started to choke the life out of him.
"Ivy, stop! The Joker doesn't want Batman dead! You're killing him!"
I cried out loud and ripped off the ear piece, stepping on it on the floor. My eyes glowed yellow and I let my toxins take over me. How dare he. Mock my intentions, my motives. He has no idea. It's like he's mocking me! My plants! My children!
Bruce finally gave out and became unconscious, becoming limp in my plants' arms. "Release him," I told them, and they put him down. I took some deep breaths, trying to control myself. I have to keep calm. If I'm not careful, my poisons can get the best of me and make me lose control of myself!
"Children, if you could please..." I asked. In obedience they caved a giant hole in the ceiling, passing the remaining two floors and finally breaking through the roof. They picked up Bruce and started to carry him up there. Calmly, I hopped onto one of the plant's extending arms and let myself be carried upward to daylight. I took a deep breath, taking in the fresh air. Yes. This is what I need.
Power instantly filled me from the many exotic pieces of nature sitting outside in Gotham. I took it all in, becoming stronger. I observed the empty school entrance and streets in contempt, and finally made my way to the madman's lair.
Catwoman: Selina Kyle
Everything I thought he was, taken for granted. He's not who he says he is. Probably never was. And probably never will.
"That even bigger son-of-a-mother-fucker! Why didn't I catch this before? Oh MAN I just want to break that boy's goddamn neck and see him suffer..." Gwen muttered to herself. I dryly laughed.
"Thanks you for caring, but... I think I got this on my own."
"I know. Doesn't mean I can't get my own share of revenge either."
"I don't want anything to do with that guy. Nothing. I'm just gonna try to erase him from my life, and hopefully be able to move on. You learn from your mistakes. I've learned from mine." But the thing is, it wasn't that easy. We both knew secrets about each other that no one can ever know. Getting over each other, moving on and ignoring one another... that wouldn't work out. Someone's gonna get mad. And someone's gonna be found out.
But I know it won't be me.
"Well, see ya, Sel. Take it easy, alright?" Gwen warned me. I smiled at her warning of caution and started to walk home. Alone time, that's all I needed. No. I needed to consult someone about this. Someone I can really share my all to: Lola.
I couldn't wait to get home so I can cry in her arms and tell her everything that had happened to me... all in one day. It was too much for a girl to handle. I couldn't take it all in without weeping it out to someone I know and love. And so, when I reached my apartment, the tears already started falling.
"Lola, guess-" I stopped in mid-sentence and observed the scene in front of me.
It was an unconscious, bleeding Lola on the floor, holding a Batman cap and a note on top of her chest.
Oh my sweet and so precious cat
I killed Lola, your favorite Bat...
If you wish to find me, please be aware
I now reside in the Joker's lair.
I hate him.
I took a shaky, deep breath through my tears, which were making it hard to read the note. "I hate you...I hate you so much."
I put the note down and attempted to carry Lola over my shoulder. After a couple minutes of trying and failing, I finally succeeded. I made my way to the front door, her weight slowing me down. When I reached for the knob, it opened by itself, and revealed a handsome-looking man with black hair and blue eyes. He didn't really look threatening though... so instead I just backed away from him.
"Lola's not dead, Selina," he said.
I grunted and adjusted Lola's position on my shoulders. "How do you know my name?" I shouted.
He still spoke calmly. "Lola's not dead," he repeated. "Yet." He started to walk toward me. I backed up in fear, but instead he brushed his hand on my cheek. I grimaced and turned away from him. "I see, you're still heartbroken," he noticed.
"Who are you...?" I mumbled, a little more contained this time. If this man truly means what he says, then I could still have a chance of saving Lola instead of talking to this complete stranger.
"That's not of importance. However, I'm sure you want to know how to help Lola, and even better, find the Batman."
"..."
"Lola was shot down trying to defend herself. But not to a fatal degree. Just to keep her down. However, she does have an internal bomb planted inside her that will go off if the Joker doesn't deactivate it with his code."
"Who's the Joker?" I spat. Enough with all this nonsense. I just need to find Lola a hospital.
"The man you're looking for," he answered. He turned to me, revealing those blue eyes again. "If you want to know who to point fingers to, it's the Batman. He was controlling the Joker until he would follow the Bat's commands. Hence, this happened."
I turned my head to my left shoulder, looking at Lola's head.
"We still have time. I'll take Lola to a safe place, while you go to this address to stop the Batman. He's on a rampage. He's aiming for Gwendolyn next." He reached for me, but I quickly backed away again.
"And just why should I trust you?"
He sighed. "My name is Floyd Lawton. I mean no harm and I just wish to help you."
"Why would you want to help me, when I don't even know you... Floyd?"
He turned around, narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips. "Everyone tends to hate Batman one time or another. And in this case, the enemy of my enemy is my friend." He turned back toward me, holding eyes that had genuine hope in them. "Do you trust me, Selina?"
"..."
He slowly walked toward me and stopped right in front of me, kissing distance between our faces. "Do you trust me," he asked, this time quieter than before. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was in too much awe to say anything else. Maybe he really does want to help me. Just this once, I'll put my barrier down and trust this man to save Lola.
I handed her over to him.
He nodded and took her in his arms. "Quick, here's the address." He shifted Lola onto his shoulder to free his hand and handed me a piece of paper. I looked at it and took it in my head. I watched as he started to walk out.
"W-wait," I said.
He turned to me. "Yes?"
"...thank you."
He stared at me, and then turned around and walked away. But I knew he acknowledged it. Once he was gone, I closed the front door and ran upstairs to my room. Closing and locking the door, I opened my closet and revealed a dusting, Catwoman costume, waiting to be revived on her owner's body. I pursed my lips.
You will pay Batman. Just like I promised before.
Elsewhere
"Wow... you were able to manipulate her that easily? That's skill, my shooting friend," Ivy cooed. She crossed her arms and started to pace the room. "Finally, I've awaited the day Batman will live to see his end, by his favorite cat too! Oh, all the screaming from the Joker was worth it." Her eyes glowed yellow in satisfaction.
"You sound like the Joker now," Deadshot mumbled.
"What? Oh, please. No one can sound as crazy as him besides Queen Quinn. Besides, seeing Batman get killed by What's-Her-Face tends to get me a little crazy. On edge, even. But you... I thought you felt the same."
"I do...about Batman..." he muttered.
Ivy widened her eyes. "Wait, you mean Catwoman?"
"..."
"What's going on? You can't mean that-"h
"Bravo. You've achieved greatness, everyone. Time to take five...seconds. Now back to the situation, hee hee hee..." the Joker cooed, walking in slowly with Harley bounching around him all happily. His face walked under the light, showing a showcase of scars, wrinkles, and a lifetime of craziness. "Now..." he asked. "Where's the Bat?"
"Locked up, Mr. J. He's ready for death from Ms. Kitty Kat," Harley exclaimed all proudly, even though she really didn't do anything.
"What?" he cried. "And who's responsible?"
"Why only Ms. Plant Lady!"
"It's Poison Ivy..." she groaned.
The Joker threw a grenade at Ivy, but she was too fast. She wrapped a vine around the doorknob to the room and pulled herself there right before the bomb exploded. She angrily turned to the Joker, her eyes burning yellow in rage. "How dare you try to kill me!"
"No one kills the Bat except me! You got that! No one!" the Joker shouted crazily with a wacky grin on his face.
Ivy gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes, glaring at him.
"Lola's in the tank. Ready to be activated when you are," Deadshot said bluntly.
"Perfect. And when Catwoman tries to kill Batman- BANG! She'll lose the remainder of her lives left faster than she could realize what happened." He turned away. "I'm done here." And of course, Harley followed him like a lost puppy.
"Do you..." Deadshot started. "Do you think this is the right thing to do... to Catwoman, I mean..."
"Are you kidding me? I've been wanting to kill Batman for years. I'll do whatever it takes to fulfill it." And Ivy sashayed away casually, as if she does it every day without effort or realization.