Gotham Sirens: Poison Ivy’s Rapevine
The greenhouse was dark, but not completely quiet. Scratching sounds emanated from the door, cutting out a circle of glass. The glass fell free, and a gloved feminine hand with claws reached in and opened the door. Catwoman crept inside and quietly stepped through the greenhouse, looking around. “There it is,” she thought. “It figures that she would swipe it from the Gotham Pet Products R&D lab before me, but I’m not about to let her keep that engineered hybrid super catnip specimen.” She walked towards the potted plant, stepping over thick vines that were strewn across the floor. Suddenly, the vines began to stir. One of them reached up and wound itself around her boot. “What the hell?” she thought as she found herself unable to advance. “Damn her and her plants.” She reached …