(Y/N) was delivering a powerful blow to the face of a thug was forced to the ground, knocked out cold as the green in his eyes vanished. Another thug stormed at him, (Y/N) grabbing his face and burying into the ground, vines quickly covering the downed thug. The lethal vigilante was exhausted, sweat covering his body and his face covered in layers of the bodily fluid. He had been fighting for roughly 30 minutes, thugs popping up from every plant. Even some who were downed sprung back to life like zombies, all breathing loudly and some whispering Ivy's name like a cult. (Y/N) reached into his right boot, pulling out a small knife and holding it in a reverse grip getting ready to make a valiant last stand. 

"Stop" the powerful, feminine voice of Ivy called out as she held a flat hand ordering her minions to stop. All thugs came to a direct stop in a line, all standing still as statues from their mistresses order. "You have, impressed me" she smiled coyly. 

(Y/N) did his best not to look directly at Ivy, as every time he did he couldn't help scan every inch of her body. Impressive curves, long curly flowing red hair, a perfect green skin colour, he licked his lower lip like a predator eyeing a prey. Whatever was in the hair was effecting his mind, he was on the edge. 

"You will assist in healing me?" he asked, trying desperately to concentrate on the strands of her and not her figure. All the while he was breathing heavily, though still keeping his guard up. 

"I propose, a trade" she smiled, stroking a nearby vine like a person would a dog. (Y/N) mentally swore loudly, he was getting too deep with the Gotham Rogues. "Are you familiar with the Ice Man, Victor Fries?" she asked. 

"I've heard of him" (Y/N) slowly began to lower his guard.

"It seems he's working with the Joker on something, Joker's clowns stole a flower from Tyger station that is very dear to me" he already knew where this was going. "Retrieve said flower, and I will assist in your" she eyed the blood on his outfit. "Situation" she finished as the goons slowly began to back away and retreat into the plants that had once covered them. 

"Where might I find, this Fires" he asked with a raised eyebrow, as a vine slowly extended him his rifle. She was confident he would agree, both needing the other. 

"My plants can't seem to dig under the old GCPD building, I'd start there" flowers and vines slowly began to act as a cover for Ivy as they once did before. "Return to me, and I shall grant you what you truly desire" she flashed him a seductive wink as her was gone. 

(Y/N) direly gathered his weapon, and made his way towards the exit. The vines covering the metal door slowly dissipating as to make his leave, he turned around one last time. That primal, pheromones induced part of him hoping to see even a small glimpse of her. But to no avail. 

Moments later the cold refreshing air of Arkham City washed over his bruised and battered body. A small exhale of relief left (Y/N)'s lips as he closed his eyes in satisfaction. After that time of an endless fight, he finally had a moment to catch his breath fully and calm his mind. The thoughts of Ivy slowly leaving his head as he turned around to look at the door. There was a small amount of light red dust/gas seeping through the door. Sighing, his began a journey to the GCPD, but first, his gear. 

Returning to the site of his most deadly defeat was something terrifying, like his wounds could sense the area and pulses of pain coerced through his body. His discarded gear had not left the dumpster, though it had seen better days. Many of the arrows had broken and become dirty, unusable. The string on the bow split, making it also unusable. The only things he could salvage was  his blade which he hooked to his back. Though his mask was still missing, his would suffice. Then, by leaping from rooftop to rooftop, (Y/N) began to make his way towards his destination. 

Looking down at GCPD, it was clear Fries was not alone. Seemed Penguins men were sieging the dam place. Flamethrowers melting through the ice that covered the shutters while half a dozen men stood by with several types of guns at the ready. 

"Remember, Penguin wants Freeze alive with his suit and gun intact" what seemed like the lead goon said as stood in the middle of the crowed. "He said if there's a scratch on it you'll get a personal meeting with his shark" trying to sound intimidating. 

"Penguin has a freaking shark?" one goon asked as the ice was close to melting. 

"Yeah, now shut up and gear up" the lead goon ordered as he pushed a magazine into his rifle and pointed at several other goons who went in first. It looked like a dog pile as several goons slowly made their way into the GCPD like a horde. (Y/N) spied around the location and saw several destroyed cars, a few Tyger crates, and off in the distance in he water. Large amount of ice spawned from the GCPD, like an extended shore line. One Tyger crate was vastly bigger than the others, as if it was housing something important. 

Slowly depending to the ground, he eyed some of the weapons and grabbed some extra magazines for his rifle. Though his thoughts were interrupted, by screams. From inside the building one could hear the screams of goons. Biting his lower lip (Y/N) could only think of one thing;

'The perfect diversion'. 

Crouching down as he opened the door, one would believe it was a Winter wonderland as ice laced almost every surface. The floor, walls, computers, keyboards having a thin layer across them, and the temperature matching that of the artic. Down the long hallways were what seemed to be ice sculptures of a woman. Though again, the screams and gunfire could be heard. While still crouching (Y/N) made his way over the main hub area, with several safety ramps frozen over, a load of scientific equipment on a desk area, and a group of goons getting massacred. 

"You dare enter my domain?" a cold, almost metallic voice asked as a beam of blue energy fired from a handheld cannon object towards a goon, instantly freezing him solid. (Y/N) barley remembered seeing a familiar weapon at the Asylum used by Frost. "Run back to Cobblepot and tell him to face me himself!" there was a sense of anger in Freeze's voice as another blast fired from his gun. The glass visor lifting as (Y/N) could see goggles over the ice villains eyes which lit up bright red. 

A hail of gunfire erupted from the remaining goons, which either missed or simple bounced off Freeze's armour. (Y/N) didn't care, he just needed to get that dam plant. Any luckily he spotted it, next to the array of science equipment and papers of molecule analysis. 

"Get behind him!" one thug shouted as Freeze easily walked through bullets like they were nothing.  

"You believe your puny weapons are out a match for me?" Freeze asked, as he fired a beam at a charging thug. Then using the barrel of his weapon to smash the frozen thug to bits, with frozen droplets of blood falling every causing the thugs to cower in fear. 

At this point, (Y/N) was at the desk where the plant was located. Several notes research were scattered about, stuff about a disease, and something known as 'Titan'. (Y/N) didn't understand a thing and simply grabbed the plant which was held in a brown pot and held it from underneath in his left hand. 

"Who?" the robotic voice asked was (Y/N) barley managed to take cover behind behind a desk. The top of it freezing over and (Y/N) feeling it tingle his back slightly. "So Cobblepot wishes to steal my research" Freeze declared as his metallic boots walked over to (Y/N)'s location. Thinking on his feet, (Y/N) unsheathed his sword and flipped it so he was holding it reverse style as if ready to throw. 

Yelling wildly (Y/N) jumped and threw his sword at Freeze, who easily moved his body to avoid the blade. 

"An out of date weapon" Freeze remarked as he fired another blast at (Y/N) who again took cover. Though Freeze's attention was once again taken by the gun fire coming his way. "INSECTS!" he yelled firing back and moving to intercept. 

As (Y/N) banged the back of his head against the side of the desk out of the corner of his eyes he noticed something. Three things actually. Picking one up (Y/N) instantly gathered it was grenade of some sorts, which was beeping a bight blue. Eyes widening, and panicking slightly, (Y/N) threw the object at Freeze which exploded on contact. 

"WHAT?" Freeze asked as his lower body was instantly covered in ice. His suit struggling to break through as he tried to move his legs with his arms. 

"He's stuck, everyone get him!" one thug yelled as the rest of the remaining thugs charged the ice man. All dog piling on him as Freeze became buried under a pile of bodies, his gun being thrown to the side. 

Seeing his chance, (Y/N) stuffed the other two grenades into his pockets and made his leave. There were a few additional thugs making their way in, though evading them was easy.

Although it was tiresome, (Y/N) had completed another gruelling task. He was one step closer to obtaining his goal;

Vengeance

Note:

Apologies for the VERY late update, and the shortness of the chapter. I aim to finish this story as soon as possible. 

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