A Poison's Cure

Summary: Poison Ivy comes back to Gotham City after several years. With new tricks up her sleeves she is ready to finally take Gotham and make it her own green house. Little does she knows that meeting with an old friend could change her plan and her heart.

I don't own any characters.

Poison Ivy X Harley Quinn

Friendship, Love, Comfort

Rated M: For L,S,V

Chapter One: Night Walk to a Celebration

Arriving at Gotham City I managed to keep myself under wraps. Not even the fellow members knew that I was back. The reason I left this god-for-sake place was because I became too attached to one man. I never thought that I would fall for a human. He had the perfect mature brown eyes that haunted every aspect of my being. I pulled my cloak closer to my features hiding them from the world. My long bright red hair was kept hidden. I didn't want to risk people knowing that I'm back. My name is Pamela Lillian Isley. Most of the people of Gotham City know me as Poison Ivy. I could kill a man with a single kiss; control them with different pheromones and lipsticks. My talents had its perks and I was glad that I obtained these gifts. So how did I fell in love with a human?

It was easy. I let my guard down once and he managed to take advantage of it without realizing it. He was tall and well built. He had the smile of a celestial being. He was too perfect to be human. He was one of the wealthiest men in Gotham City. Bruce Wayne was his name. I walked down the alley trying to find my way back to my lair where I knew my children were dying to see me. I remember the first time we met. I was in disguised when I went out to visit Gotham's Museum where I planned to break in. The museum had an excellent plant exhibit where they studied the toxins of foreign plants. I glanced through the clear mirror at a beautiful orchid.

"I see you're into Orchids." Bruce Wayne came from behind me. I pulled my sunglasses close to my eyes keeping them hidden. It was obvious that he startled me that he apologized. I gathered my composer quickly.

"I'm fine and yes they are beautiful. I'm Pamela Lillian Isley. You're Bruce Wayne right?" I extended my hand for him to shake. His grip was soft and sweet.

"Yes I am how did you-"

"I'm your client. I'm here to talk to you about protecting the environment?" My hand held his for a while. Bruce had a small smile that fit well with this personality.

"Ah Yes, Ms. Isley, I'm glad to finally meet you." Bruce said.

"The pleasure is all mine," I winked at him and laughed inside when his face turned slightly red.

I shuddered at that memory. Stupid human. Stupid me. I seriously thought that with him I could be happy. I thought I could be something that I was not. I thought I could be human. Finally I reached my lair that was covered by a heavy tarp. I ran my fingers on the walls where the vines that withered away from my absence. "My poor babies" I whispered. I took off my hood which reviled my face to dead plants. The center of the room had the most damaged. My children were dying. I had to do something or I would lose all of them for sure. I stood up and began to search. I knew I had an emergency water source around somewhere.

Few minutes later the room was being showered by small droplets of clean and fresh water. I felt the water slipping into my skin feeding me and my children. It wasn't long till my lair came to life. The plants began to breathe with every droplet of water. I stood in the center as I focused on a new flower to plant. It had to be beautiful as its mother and strong as an army of a thousand men. While focusing on my new creation a crack of rubble broke through my silence. I turned around vines moved to the source. A poor soul I thought then I waved my hands and pointed my finger at the man.

"Eat him." I commanded and with pleasure the plants slithered their way to their meal. I smiled with my eyes closed hearing the man's screams vibrate through the lair. "Music to mommy's ears," I told one of my plants that glided its way on my back. Its venomous petals brushed against my cheek then lips. I noticed on its petal it held a card. The back of the card faced me. I took it from its grasp.

"What's this?" I wondered. I card was semi dark purple. I know this card… I flipped it over and sure enough I was right. A clown holding another clown card, its smile was huge and unnatural. Joker

"Shall we go visit?" I asked the plants. Small whispers in my head said yes some said no. Whatever the Joker wanted it wasn't good. If you get his card it means your next or that he has something that you want. I got use to ignoring his calls and his cards but he brought me a gift for my children. I might as well go and tell him thanks. I gathered my cloak ready and some of my vines twirled with my hair creating several braids. I never go to another villain's house without having some of my children with me. I covered myself again and headed out the door. The screaming had stopped and some of the carnival plants were still feeding on the corpse.

"I'll be back in a few minutes." I told them as I left. I moved my hands in a swift motion closing the entry with thick walls of vines and leaves.

XXX

The Joker's lair was an abandon amusement park that was abandon when people began to disappear from roller coasters to children rides. No one knew what happened to them. I don't know what happened. I always suspected the Joker had something to do with it since he always liked practical jokes. Whatever happened to them it didn't matter to me. If they are dead then fine this makes it less people to kill for my plans.

I only been here once and that was when I came to pick up Harley. The image of the woman stopped me. Harley Quinn also known as Harleen Quinzel she was a good person so sweet and gentle and also to the point and didn't let anyone get in her way on analyzing the people in the Asylum. She gave them labels: Insane, Borderline Personality, Narcissist, and ECT. She did her job without getting attached till she met Joker. Then her world became nothing but clowns, jokes, and unending laughter. She was always good even through the countless of robberies and break outs that she did she was the ultimate good.

I sighed knowing that she was Joker's girlfriend and partner in crime.

For awhile she was my partner.

For awhile she was my best friend.

For awhile she was mine.

It's been five years that I haven't seen her. I left without telling her anything on why I left. I left for reasons that involved that bastard Wayne and Batman. Batman I spat at the name. Who does he think he is? I bet he is just a damn fool who wants to play hero. I grinded my teeth as I reached for the door knob. Why the hell am I here? For all I know is that the Joker was trying to rub in my face that Quinn is his… I sighed more slowly blocking out my emotions for her and entered. The room was dark and quiet. Nothing was moved and the dust was in its place. I ran my finger over some boxes and the dust collected on my finger.

A small purple box sat on the center of the room. I walked to it. My heels bounced off the walls of the room. I watched it for a while then opened it. A burst of confetti jumped out and a chain reaction started: lights went on, people came out of their hiding places, and cheered. I covered my eyes from the blinding light. The sound of claps and laughter forced me to open my eyes.

"It's good to see you Ivy." Joker pushed his face close to mine. I pushed him away. I looked at everyone. What the hell is this? "It's your welcome party silly." He answered. I was dumbfounded.

"It seems that the Joker got you good." Catwoman's voice came from the body of people. She looked beautiful with the soft leather dress she wore. My eyes scanned her for a while. Then Joker spoke telling everyone to continue the celebration. I was glad to see Cat but there was one person who I really wanted to see.

"Cat where's Quinn?" I asked her. Joker came from nowhere and his usual smile turned to a frown then back to his creepy smile.

"You don't know?" He grinned. I shook my head. Of course I don't know I just came back idiot. "Come with me." He led me away from everyone. As we walked I noticed he wasn't in his usual costume. He was in a simple tuxedo. Was everyone this excited to see me? We entered his room where he shut the door behind him with a lock. I sat down on a chair taking off my cloak.

My bright red hair covered my cleavage from his peering eyes. My outfit was more revealing than I had intended it to be. The corset made the twin pop out more than they needed to be and my skirt was too high up revealing my thighs. I sat up straight and watched his when he sat down.

"So what happened to Quinn?" I asked. The Joker shook his head and laughed.

"My dear if I told you, you won't believe me." He grinned or smiled? I couldn't tell.

"Tell me." I demanded.

"Well," Joker got up and came to my side and sat down on a seat next to mine. Without warning he grabbed me and forced me on his lap. I didn't fight back. I got comfortable in his lap. If I fought he would have squirted me with his laughing gas. "She has gone with the good side." He told me. "She betrayed us. She is now helping Batman and his goody friends."

His laughter burst into my ears as he saw my face crumble from the news. "What? She wouldn't…"

"Oh but she did. If you need proof I have it."

"No. I believe you." I fell back against him. Did my leaving really change her sides?

"Don't blame yourself Poison. You always fed her poison when you were here but when she didn't have you to drug her she packed her bags and joined Batman." His hand caressed my arm then sides.

"You smell beautiful." He whispered when he took a hold of my hair. "Yes she said that she would take us all down can you believe that?" I felt his cold lips touch my bare shoulders. His tongue ran down from my neck to my shoulder. I didn't push him away but let him do want he wanted. My mind was far away into the darkness and confusion of why Harley Quinn left. I felt hurt and used. I told her everything and she was going to use that against me.

She was my keeper of my darkest secrets.

The image of my old Quinn made my soul cry. How can she do this? How can she do this to me? Did my leave make her so empty and bitter that she rather take it on her friends who understood her? No. There must have been another reason why she did what she did.

I pushed away from the Joker's dirty mouth and intentions. I wasn't going to be his new toy he can play with. Besides men were evil creatures that destroyed Mother Nature. Even though the Joker was on my side he was still man. I gathered my things and walked out the door without much saying a good bye to the man who screamed in frustration. One thing I loved about the Joker, he never liked being rejected.

XXX

I pulled my children close to me as I cried. The news that my Quinn turned to the good side. Maybe it wasn't as bad as it seemed? Evil was all I did. If I were to even think of joining Batman's hero group he would probably send me to jail or worse that dreadful asylum. I shivered. The asylum is the one place I do not want to go back to. I don't want to be boxed in and away from my babies. Being locked up forced me to hear my children call out to me when they were in pain. I felt their pain and yet I couldn't help them.

I had to see her. Yes tomorrow I would see her. Tomorrow I would see her and I would talk to her. I knew her real identity maybe I should play a new character just in case she goes off telling Batman. I wiped my tears away and smiled. Maybe tomorrow can be a good day. I doubt it… I closed my eyes letting the vines and leaves cover my body completely into a cocoon.

XxXx

Okay this is my first fiction of Batman... I hope I did a good job. I hoped you all liked it. Sooo… Aha… Till next time. Eve signing out. Peace.