Chapter 1: A Plan

Lex Luthor's POV

I waited as the seconds ticked by. She was late. The door to my office suddenly opened.

"Mr. Luthor." Amanda greeted.

"Hello Agent Waller." I said. "You're late."

"Not by much. Anyway, you said you wanted to meet involving the vigilante problem?" She got to the point.

"I believe that we should find a way to protect our country. And the vigilante's only attract more trouble." I said.

"And how do you propose we deal with this problem?" She asked.

"Well, I happen to know for a fact that Batman holds the key to weakening the other vigilantes. He holds weapons that can stop or destroy them if they turn on him. We just need a way to get to those weapons." I suggested.

"Why not use someone like Poison Ivy to use something like pheromones on him? Then she can manipulate him into using the weapons against his friends." Amanda suggested.

"Unfortunately, the pheromones don't seem to work on him." I sighed.

"Have Catwoman distract him?" She tried.

"He can tell when she's trying to distract him." I waved it off.

"Distract him by creating a fake battle for him to fight?" She offered.

"We need to be able to find and get into the Batcave." I turned it down.

"What do you suggest then?" She looked annoyed.

"We need a villain who can really distract him while getting us close to the Batcave." I pondered.

She looked like she was trying to think.

I suddenly had an idea. "Ares. He might be able to help, and he owes me a favor."

I found a way to contact Ares and told him that we needed a distraction that could get us into the Batcave. He appeared not long after that.

"Here. Take this." He offered me a pink bottle.

"What is it?" Amanda asked.

"It is a potion. It won't do anything to Batman, but it will make every love interest he ever had will once again be attracted to him. Then they'll start fighting over him and that will be the distraction. I stole it from Aphrodite." He grinned.

"Exactly what we need." I smirked.

Amanda grinned in evil agreement. "Do it."

Ares opened the bottle and said, "Batman." Then the potion became airborne and separated into 22 pieces. "Twenty-two women? Perfect."

Then the 22 pieces of the potion headed off to whoever Batman's love intrests were.