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Chapter #20

You are now Poison Ivy! Fight Batman and stop h...

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The Dark Knight, undeterred from your previous attack, continues to calmly walk after you.
You continue to back away from the approaching Batman, a smile forming as you lure him into your trap.
"That's it, darling, just a little farther," you beckon with open arms.
"No more games, Pamela, this has gone on for long enough," he says in that intimidating tone of his.
"Awwww, but the fun is just beginning, my little bat. My babies have been dying for a new chew toy, especially one so firmly built as yourself. Why deny my babies their fun?" you purr.
"The same reason I'm taking you in, you and your 'babies' are hurting innocent people. Last month, you almost poisoned Gotham's water supply with your spores, I'm inclined to not let that happen again".
You continue to retreat, his eyes narrowing in irritation.
"You're running out of room, Pamela, and I'm running out of patience," he points out.
You wave your hands through your luscious hair for a moment, than an bulb lights up in your head.
You flash him a seductive smile before sauntering towards him, your hips swaying. He stops momentarily as you circle around him. His eyes instinctively follow you.
"Oh, but there is one thing that we both can never get enough of, darling," you start.
"Each other," you whisper, standing up on your tip-toes to whisper into his ear.
"I don't date criminals," he says simply.
"Oh Batman, you act like you don't even know me. Me, a criminal?" you gasp in false surprise.
"No Batman, as I've said before, I'm merely a martyr, a mother for all my children," you say.
"You tried to take innocent lives," he says through gritted teeth.
"They were harming my babies, it's nothing against them personally," you shrug nonchalantly, running your finger across his forearm.
"You should know that, Bat, it's not that I hate humans, it's just that I like my babies more. Plus, humans make wonderful fertilizer for my growing babies," you explain, rubbing against his arm. You could almost see him flinch from behind the mask, the distraction is working.
"You're going to jail," he says finally, clearing his throat.
"Are you going to take me there, Batman? Yes, that would be quite amusing, you could try, Bat, but I doubt my babies would like the big bad Batman dragging away their mother, now would they? No, I can see it in your eyes, Batman. You'll miss me," you continue enticingly.
As your fingers creep up his shoulder, your eyes briefly make contact with a few broken pots on a counter. Like serpents, the anthropomorphic vines slithered over the broken pots and containers. With eye contact, you command the vines. You then turn back to Batman.
"Oh yes, you'll miss me, Bat, because let's face it, what would you be without me? You could never find out, you know," she purred.
"Pamela, without you I'd be a lot better off, I can assure you," he refuses.
"Hard to catch, I like to play those kinds of games," you smile, as the vipers begin to creep up Batman's legs, wrapping around his ankles.
You spot the vines creeping up his legs, and think of something to keep his attention on you.
"The Garden of Eve is waiting for it's Adam, Batman, you could be that. We could make beautiful music together, the possibilities are endless. Think about it," you tempt, as the vines start to wrap around his torso. Luckily, he hasn't noticed yet.
"Eden, just like your little schemes, burned down a long time ago, Isley. It's time to go back to Arkham," he said, his voice unchanging.
You playfully pout like a child before tilting your head.
"Oh Batman, why must we fight? Why can't we just kiss, and make up?" you purr, your fingers finally find their way around his cowl.
Batman suddenly smiles, it was a scary sight. His usual vigilant expression was cracked with a grin.
"Nice try, Pamela," he smiles, before suddenly twirling around, Batarang in hand.
He hurls it, letting it rip through the air before finally impaling a vine heading towards his throat, it's chlorophyll spilling everywhere.
The rest of the vines spring into action, but the Batman is prepared. Using his gauntlet claws, he easily slices down the vines.
You wince in pain thanks to the sympathetic connection between you and your plants.
But, when Batman turns back to you , you quickly blow a mist full of pheromones in his face, momentarily stunning him.
He staggers back, attempting to remove the mist from his face. But, the distraction is all it took for your babies to remain in control. The vines quickly wrap around Batman's arms and neck, wrestling with him.
Eventually, they force him down to his knees.
You laugh at his predicament and saunter towards him.
"Oh Batman, all of this could've been avoided if you had just taken my offer. You hurt my babies, now I'm going to hurt you," you tell him, rubbing your poison laced lips together.
You bend down to his level, as a vine wraps around his neck, forcing him to look at you.
You flash him a smile before leaning in for the coup de grace. But, before your lips can touch his, he suddenly jets forward, nailing you with a sharp headbutt. Clutching your nose, you fall backwards, staring in disbelief as this monster of a man struggles with a new surge of strength against the vines.
He starts to rip them all apart, tearing through the plant like it was merely cardboard.
Still on the ground, you begin to creep backwards as he finishes dealing with the vines.
Finally, he looks back at you.
"Predictable, attempting to distract me while your 'babies' do all the dirty work. Rinse and repeat, Pamela," he taunts.
Shaking with fear, you continue stumbling back.
"I told you, Pamela, you're going back to Arkham. How you get there, that's your choice," he said, producing a pair of handcuffs.
You spot a gardening shovel to your left, leaning against a table. It's your only means of defense right now against the Dark Knight. It's either that or back to Arkham Asylum.

So yeah, now I'm working on this segment. I'll get the Batman segment done in a while, so I hope you enjoyed it! There'll be alot of action in the next one, so stay tuned!
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