The Batman: Downfall Ch. 07

Batman took a lumbering step towards her then shaking his head forced himself sideways turning as he did, turning away from the allure of Harley Quinn. Even Carlos minus any form of mind and mood altering drugs could not help but take in the creature before him. Out of her ridiculous outfit the woman was a pleasure to the eyes. He felt his own cock stirring as he thought about his dark skinned hands running across her supple breasts and between her milky white thighs.

Harley Quinn danced into the room her fingers crossed behind her back as she approached the swaying Batman. "Something wrong Bats," Harley turned to Carlos and gave him a wicked wink, "Best be on your way."

Carlos nodded though looked perplexed at the Batman's reaction to the girl, he wanted to stay to see his curiosity through and find out how one girl no matter how psychotic had suddenly gotten the Batman so confounded that he could hardly walk. "You have this?" he asked as he picked up his closed laptop.

Harley threw her arms around Batman's neck and pressed her naked body up against him, "Oh I certainly do."

Batman could feel the weight of her on his back, he pushed forward reaching out to one mahogany door his hand fumbling for a door knob he knew must be there somewhere. His mind was not his own, he fought it as it begged then demanded he turn around. His cock was a painful mass that worked against him. Harley ran a long finger nail down one of his cheeks and his nostrils flared at the sweet and sweaty smell of her.

Harley gasped as one hand grabbed her naked thigh and she was momentarily airborne as Batman threw her off him she landed legs splayed onto the hard floor the under floor heating not doing much to warm her bare backside. She tensed waiting for a sudden attack by Batman but instead he stood there breathing heavy hands clutching either side of his mask. She rose slowly to her feet her eyes remaining on Batman as she did so, her smile widening with every inch she rose until her smile spread from ear to ear.

"What's wrong Bats, too hot to handle?" she mocked him, she turned to her side defensively as Batman reached into his belt and pulled out a small canister he lifted it the best he could before it dropped from his hands and rolled away. "Did I ever tell you how hot your suit makes me," she walked to the table and sat down opening her legs wide for Batman to see.

She ran her hand along the inside of her thigh up to her trimmed pubic bush and down, over her sex eliciting a shudder that rippled outwards across her body. She giggled as Batman forced himself to look away only to turn back again seconds later, his face was a mask of agony and ecstasy, he was fighting it but loosing. Harley dipped one black nail polished finger between her labia, her toned backside lifting momentarily from the table as she let out a low ragged breath, "So hot," she breathed out.

Batman moved forward, Harley's name burned in his mind, his cock begged for release, begged to be deep in Harley Quinn. Deep down Bruce Wayne fought it the best he could, every second he remained away from her was a victory only now his legs were moving of their own accord. He was atop of her in a few strides, "Stop it," he gasped teeth gritted together, the battle almost lost inside him.

"Sure thing Bats," Harley replied and slipped her sticky finger out and lifted it to Batman's mouth. His head pulled back, but slowly ever so slowly he moved forward his mouth opening with tortured effort and finally he black finger nail then the digit itself disappeared into his mouth. She gave a gasp as his teeth closed around her finger and for a moment she expected the worst, but his tongue flicked over her sticky digit tasting her sex there while his hands groped at her breasts, his gloves rough on her sensitive nipples making them stand erect and hard.

"What have you got for me Bats?" Harley asked and pulled her finger, though somewhat reluctantly from his mouth and with her other hand began to fumble at his belt. Batman stood rigid his hands still played with her breasts, one dropping to her now most and tingling sex, she accommodated by opening her legs wider and felt his thick gloved hand probing her, slipping into her as she finally found the chink in his armour.

The lower half of his suit peeled open almost like a Banana and Harley found herself being greeted by his thick cock as it finally sprang free of its tight confines. She took hold of it instantly, Her hand gripped the hot shaft and she felt it pulse in her grasp as she worked it back and forth matching the in and out thrust of his finger's inside her. The fur coat was making her hot to start with no all this action had turned her thermostat all the way into the red.

Harley had his attention, she knew she had to run now, get him to follow. It was a good distance from here to the Warehouse. To do it right here in the Mayor's office would be fantastic, but it would implement the Mayor himself and other questions would then arise putting Harley, Ivy and Carlos under a spotlight they would not be able to shake. Harley reached down with her free hand and reluctantly pulled Batman's hand away from her now on fire pussy, she let go of his cock at the same time climbing from the table.

Batman grabbed her upper arms "No rough stuff Bats," she said only half-jokingly, but his grip did not relinquish instead he started to force her down, "Hey!" she said loudly but he continued until she was on her knees in front of him. His cock throbbed and twitched inches from her face, "You want to play do ya'?" she said and giggled, what harm would it do to have him craving for her more.

She took hold of his cock at its base, bigger than she knew the Joker's ever would be for her, and ran her tongue from ball to tip of shaft in one languid motion. As she reached the top she opened her red lipped mouth and slid his cock into her mouth. Harley took what she could and worked the rest with her hand, her other hand found its way beneath her and she slipped one then two fingers inside herself.

Carlos stood impatiently at the lift doors, he had spared too many looks over his shoulder, it had gone awfully quiet in the study but Batman had yet to appear, finally the bell dinged and the lift doors opened silently. Mayor Sebastian Garcia stood stock still like a zombie; he stared through Carlos into the middle distance. "Mayor Garcia," Carlos greeted with a tight smile and a hint of urgency in his voice.

Sebastian blinked then his eyes came into focus and found Carlos, "I went to the hospital, to see my wife."

Carlos moved his laptop to his other arm, his now free hand slowly slipping behind his back to the gun that was resting in his belt. "Is that so, and how is Simone?"

Sebastian nodded slowly, the rest of his body sagging but not moving, not allowing Carlos to enter the lift. "She wasn't there, just some other crazy woman."

Carlos' hand found the grip of the gun and began to slide it free. He spared a glance at the study something was going on in there, he was certain of it but not what. He needed to be away from this place, needed somewhere quiet to calm the buyers down. "I am sure she will return soon enough, now if you will excuse Mayor I have some important business to attend to."

Carlos made a move forward he was stopped by Sebastian who raised one hand suddenly and rested it on Carlos chest. "You don't understand, the crazy woman, looked just like Simone." Sebastian pushed and Carlos took a step back, "just like her," Sebastian gave a crazed smile, "I need that cure Carlos."

And there it was the object that had everyone worried. A cure that never truly existed but was desired by all, "I was just on my way to get it." Carlos said with ease, the gun was almost free from his belt.

Sebastian shook his head, "No you were not, you were running!" the last word exploded out in a shout filled with shocking anger.

Carlos brought the gun around and fired one single shot into Sebastian's gut. The man staggered backwards, hand falling from Carlos' chest and groping at his stomach, his shirt blooming with an ever growing red flower. "Our contract seems to have been made null and void Mayor Garcia, good day to you." Carlos said and hurried into the vacant lift.

Harley felt his hands on her hand, taking handfuls of her blonde and red locks in tight fists and holding her head down, his hips thrusting forward feeding yet more of his cock into her unsuspecting mouth. She gave a cough and sputter as his cockhead nudged the back of her throat, instinctively she moved her back, trying to gain some breathing space but Batman forced her back and again pushed his cock further into her mouth.

Her hand pulled out from underneath her and now free she laid both hands on Batman's waist and pushed for all she was worth. The action caught Batman unawares he stumbled backwards taking a good amount of Harley's hair with him. Harley's scalp burned as she hacked and coughed, her stomach threatening to show her the meal she had consumed earlier that evening. She staggered to her feet just as Batman rushed at her, his cock glistening and bouncing as he came.

Harley swept one leg out and low and took Batman out at the shin's she moved just in time as his heavy frame fell forwards, landing with a sickening thud on the floor. Harley scrambled for the door a hand tried to close around one delicate pale ankle and she gave a back heel kick that connected with enough force to make Batman cry out, she turned half way through the living room. There was enough furniture between her and Batman that she felt safer, but there was still a job to do. "Come on Bats you going to finish what you started." She was surprised to see him walk from the study so suddenly the subdued lighting in the living room did not make him any less menacing. "Catch me if you can lover boy," she turned and darted for the bedroom, the French doors there would open onto a patio and from there she could access the rooftops.

Harley got to the doors and froze at the sight of the storm outside. She looked down at her naked frame, the fur coat the only thing on her, she pulled it close and did not feel anymore protected than when it was open for the world to see. Harley could hear Batman approaching, taking the direct route, pushing furniture out of his way rather than walk around it.

Harley grabbed the door handles and swung them open, running through them and into the heavy rain and gusting wind, her hair was soaked through, the fur coat was soaked through and now heavy on her naked body. The weight of it made her mind up and she slinked it off tossing it aside, she shuddered as the cold rain pelted her body her skin becoming wet and slippery. She smiled as she saw The Bat in the doorway, menacing in his costume but very human in the way his cock was still protruding. Harley back flipped onto the marble wall, her body feeling so much lighter, She blew a kiss as Batman came after her then dropped down to the fire escape below.

Batman wanted Harley, he needed Harley. Harley was his only thought taking her was his only motive in this world. He did not care why she had stopped only that it needed to continue and for there to be more afterwards, he had touched her supple breasts and wanted to now to suckle on her hard pink nipples, he wanted to push her against a wall and drive his hard cock into her anus and have her whimper and groan for more. He followed her out into the night, the rain hammered down on him as she flew from the ledge, his head erupted with static and a frantic retort, "Sir are you there? Sir, answer me?" over and over.

But there was only one reply, "Harley," he said and raced to the ledge.

Batman's body spasmed as pain erupted at his neck, his mouth filled with blood as he bit his tongue at the agony. The lenses of his mask flashed through all their programs, his radio gave out an ear splitting high ring and the hair on the nape of his neck became singed with the sudden rush of heat and electricity from the small grey box that sat pressed firmly against his neck. His body jigged for a few more seconds before he collapsed to the ground.

Boone Arboretum,

Batgirl had swung into action as she heard the unanswered response of an ever growing frantic Alfred through her receiver. It had all gone wrong for both Batgirl and Batman, Harley was not here that was now clear if it had been designed that way then Carlos and Ivy were one step ahead of them. But Klaus had been here at the Arboretum, perhaps a trade of sorts had taken place and sheer bad luck had led Batman right into Harley's clutches.

Ivy had walked off, completely uninterested in the demise of both Batgirl and Klaus. Batgirl had used all her batarangs in an act of stupidity and now she hammered with little result at the mutant vine. She spared a glance at the open maw of the plant, unreality washed over her as a song from the little shop of horrors intruded her downright terrified thoughts. Klaus struggled too, though more frantically as he was closest to death than Batgirl.

Klaus stopped fighting, his body went limp. He had given up she decided and hated the man for being so weak. That thought vanished as the man's eyes opened his face had become relaxed his eyes sure of their surroundings, he shook one lab coated arm and a small vial of the yellow liquid slipped out and it a sure hand. Batgirl thought she saw a trace of a smile when he glanced her way, a wink too perhaps but that was impossible wasn't it?

Klaus shook the vial, the yellow liquid becoming vibrant inside with the motion. He aimed and threw it directly into the waiting mouth. The plants mouth remained open, the vial too small to make a dent on its hunger it seemed. Klaus was dangling above the open maw when a scream that Batgirl and Klaus could hear only in their heads made them both reach up to their ears in a vain attempt to block it out, this was followed by a shudder that rippled through the plant from hungry maw to vine. The vine holding Batgirl tightened considerably and she let out her own cry as she felt her ankle bone take the pressure almost snapping as the grip tightened even more.

The giant maw snapped shut an inch below Klaus Cannon then opened wide before snapping shut once more. When it opened again it stretched wide before vomiting forth dark liquid that sprayed Klaus from dangling head to toe. Batgirl watched in amazement as the mottled green vines began to turn brown rapidly before her eyes, the brown gave way to black and her foot slipped loose of the dead vine dumping her onto the leave carpeted floor below. Klaus fell next, his body bouncing in the once pink, now bruised in colour maw and tumbling out of it.

All around them the vines that had made up the plant went from green to brown to black, wasting away before their eyes and turning to stinking mulch over the course of a minute. Other plants reacted with horror, recoiling away from the dying vines. Ivy came charging back in screaming her lungs out, tears streaming down her green cheeks as her baby danced its death.

Batgirl swung for her in a long arc catching her on one tear streaked cheek and sending her sprawling to the ground. "Go now front door and don't stop," she shouted to Klaus, the plant's screaming still ringing inside her head. Klaus nodded and he hurried off on all fours scrambling over dying vines or dodging the plant life that was trying to survive.

The kick to Batgirls stomach pushed the air from her lungs in a loud "Omph!" and bent her double, Ivy was on her feet her tears still flowing but that was the only sign of sadness now as she bared her teeth and her eyes alight with anger. She clenched her fists together and brought them down hard onto the girl's neck dropping her to the ground. Ivy dropped onto her back straddling her and grabbed Batgirls head, "How. Dare. You!" she screamed and punctuated each word by slamming the girl's head down onto the now exposed concrete flooring.

Ivy looked up at the sudden movement that approached her. She processed the dirty lab coat at first then the ancient fire extinguisher that was in Klaus' hands, the realisation of what was about to happen was too late as the metal underside of the round container connected with the side of her head and sent her flying off the girl's body.

Batgirl was lucky to be conscious still, had she been wearing her home made mask she had no doubt she would be unconscious or watching her brain being smeared across the ground. The new mask survived the attack but she was still shaken and disorientated. Klaus pulled her to her feet then pushed her towards the front door guiding her with a nudge in the back to avoid falling debris.

The rain felt good on the exposed parts of her face she spared a look skywards letting the rain wash over her, "Are you there Miss?" her receiver transmitted.

Batgirl nodded then realised what she had done and reached up to talk, "Yes I'm hear and so is Klaus."

Alfred sighed with relief, "Some good news atleast...I'm afraid we have another problem."

Klaus watched as Batgirl had a discussion with what appeared to be with herself at first before he realised she was talking to someone else, perhaps an ear piece he decided. He watched her eye's close with sadness a small shake of her head, "What do I do with Klaus in the meantime?"

Alfred had already planned ahead and the Batski Boat was already winding through the catacombs and sewers of Gotham City. "You need to go two blocks west, there is a large manhole cover the boat will be there, put him in and I can guide it back."

Batgirl glanced at Klaus, "He's conscious." She said and Klaus' eyes went wide.

"Not to worry, I will release some sleep gas into the cockpit before he gets here. Then I will secure him." The sleep gas was an anti-theft device that had yet to be fully tested and Alfred looked forward to seeing it in action. The smile on his thin lips faded as he returned to the more serious matter at hand. "The Mayor's apartment is some distance from you so be quick I will get the Bat wing to you as soon as you have made contact with him."

Ivy awoke to the sound of feet trampling around her. Her plants crying out at the injustice as the heavy boots stomped down. "You okay?" a voice asked her and nudged her in the back with what felt like the barrel of a gun.

She turned and pushed the gun away from her, "I'm fine you idiot." She said then let out a hiss as she touched the cut and swollen lump on her head. The three remaining goons from Joker's stock stood around like morons, kicking at dead plant matter or nudging it with their guns. Their faces were hidden by grotesque clown masks but she doubted the faces beneath were anymore animated.

"The Doc's gone," the closest man said. And Ivy sighed with amazement at how stupid they truly were. She stood up and wiped the tears from her cheeks, the goon next to her had a revolver wedged in the belt of his trousers she gave a single cheerless laugh when she noticed the safety was off. "What's so funny?" he demanded and took a step forward.

Ivy grabbed the revolver as she pushed the goon back. The first shot ripped a hole through his shoulder, blood and muscle erupting out of his back as the bullet passed through. She took down the second man with a lucky shot to the head, the third had started to sprint off and Ivy shot lazily taking him in the thigh and sent him in a screaming, crying mess to the floor.

Ivy dropped the gun no longer interested in the fate of the men around her. She approached the solid iron door the remains of her baby still clung to it, the now black vines oozing mess down the frame. With her baby gone the door swung open easily.

The single bare bulb that hung from the ceiling had been smashed, as had most of the walls from what she could see with the dim light that streamed in from behind her. Someone moved in the dark, she could see shadows shifting as figure stood up, his body huge and muscular. "Hello Ivy," the man said from behind his mask.