One by one, everyone in the room collapsed to the floor, save for barbara, who was only overcome with a wave of dizzy-ness momentarily as the doors to their meeting area opened. In walked one of the last people she would ever have expected to see in the
room.
Poison Ivy.
Grinning from ear to ear, the emerald-skinned beauty looked like a child at Christmas as she sauntered over to Barbara. "Did you like my little potion?" she asked.
'What...?" Barbara asked in a confused state.
"My potion," Ivy smiled as she traced a finger across Barbara's cheek. "A little something i gave Bane for free. I knew he'd be taken out by you. And that you long to be well....more. So it was perfect. I give you what you want, only for you to give me
what I want."
"What do you want?" Barbara half-barked.
"Power," Ivy smirked. "Over the justice League."