"HEEL!" the voice boomed across the Arkham fortress. All of the raiders kneeled before their queen. They knew to question her was to die. The rumors had spread, once she was a girl named Harley, she had spent too much time in the radiation of the broken
heart lagoon, the last warlord of the raiders had done experiments on her mind, the blanched skin and green hair was her natural colors, and so on. None of the Raiders spoke of this in front of her. They know the only things they needed too, She was the
deadliest of all and to defy her was to risk death in a kiss, a laughing mess or at the fangs of her Hyennadons.
"Bring out the meat!" She sat her self on a salvaged thrown.
Two of the Raiders brought a red haired girl out before their queen.
"You dare to enter the Raider's territory?"
"Please, I'm a herbalist," The girl called out, "I was just looking for herbs to heal sick and wounded."
"What's your name?"
"Pamela," She cried, "Pamela Isley."
"Well Pams," She got up and walked towards the girl, "We don't want you to heal the wounded, because well, that's our handy work. Right boys?"
There was a roar of laughter from the raiders.
"Look," She put her arm around Pam and pulled her away from the guards, "I think I know what you can do to make things better. You see this pond back here? If you can swim across it naked, we let you go. It's been a while since the Boys had a strip show."
"You let me go?" Pamela asked.
"RIght."
Pamela looked behind her at the raiders and looked back at the pond. Cringing she began to undress, soon there was a chorus of whistles and catcalls. She finally was naked, the queen of the raider stood next to her with a big knife in one hand.
"Now swim."
"And I'm free?"
"Yuppers."
"Ok," Pamela dived off the ledge into the pond bellow.
The hordes of raiders all rushed to the edge to watch. Pamela started to scream in torment and agony.
"Enjoying that Radiation herbalist?"
"Looks like she might make it!"
"But she won't be *Pamela Isley*" She said in a mocking tone, "no, no, she will be something better!"
Pamela made it to the edge of the pond, her mind was awash in torment and insanity, she felt her body changing.
"Hey there Herbalist," The queen of the raiders said walking up, "Whats your name?"
"Poison, Poison Ivy!"
"Welcome to the family, I'm the queen bitch, but you can call me the JOKER!"