Origins of Poison Ivy Detective Comics 2.1
Pamela Isley thought how her life had began to change to the path she had taken...
"It had happened when I landed an internship at Wayne Enterprises directly out of College. Their R&D site, which had been Kane Chemicals before the merger. I worked in their Bio-chem division. We helped develop pharmaceuticals and even cosmetic applications. But I had greater aspirations, which I saw and opportunity when I needed our boss Bruce Wayne was a dapper young man.
My first plan had been to use my specially created pheromones to slip pass all of the security and red tape to meet with Mr. Wayne. I might have done it, if a second thought had not come to me... the fact that even with my pheromones getting me into the meeting with Mr. Wayne, he could still say no. Could still kick me out and keep my research because of something stupids like morals or ethics. No, I had to make it so Mr Wayne... Bruce... could not, could never say no to me. Which meant I had to make something special.
The first element of the plan was simple..."
The cleaning person, who was not a stereotypical minority in the role but a middle age white man, gathered what Pamela had asked for. Over the last month, she had asked him to acquire the trash of Wayne's offices which would contain only his biological material. She paid him for it, not much but for garbage he was going to throw out it was a profit.
"Not sure what you're going to do with that crap. Unless you're one of those freaky stalker ladies, but no skin off my back especially since Wayne's security can get you before you get him. Been nice." said the cleaner as he moved back to cleaning.
Pamela smiled as she set to work, secretly in her lab as she worked on other projects, developing her bosses DNA sample and then using them as a base for a designer pheromone. A more powerful, more focus pheromone. It would mix the elements in the male DNA which made him fall in love and desire, and focus it on the female DNA which was hers. To the point he would do anything for his love, her, no matter the request.
Which was what she did when she finally managed to enter Wayne's office, after using her pheromones on everyone who would have stopped her normally. She was dripping with the recently applied pheromones as she made her pitch.
"I'd like to present you with a business prospect. And cut your addvertising division by one hundred percent." She said as she entered unannounced.
He asked, looking at her, normally like a man seeing a beautiful woman, "And what do you Propose?"
"I stand before you as proof." she said moving closer to him, hoping the fumes of the pheromones would work faster.
He started to look at her with more desire and lust, as well as confusion, " O-kay... "I'm not sure I understand."
"Don't play coy, Mr. Wayne. You might act the playboy outside of work, but a first year intern doesn't get a private meeting with you without a little pheromonal help.
Most living species excrete chemicals that trigger social or behavioural responses Information, territorial boundries, defenses and breeding are just some of their many uses. With my research, we can develop chemicals to target clients in technology,government... even the military. The Sky's the Limit."
He responded slowly as if focusing, "It.. it sounds to me like brainwashing."
"I like to think of it as catered product placement. Meeting the specific needs of the consumers."
"Or... extorting them." he was resisting the pheromone, but he also showed signs of falling under it.
Figuring out I needed a push to throw him over the edge and under my control, I moved quickly to his side of his large wood desk... and kissed him soundly. With an added chemical in my lipstick which was the same as the pheromone but more potent as I guess it might be possible he could resist the air-based scent. His eyes widened and then...
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