Inbetween

Chapter Twenty: Turned Tables

I have another superbat story in the making but I'm not sure if I'll be posting it any time soon. But there's about five chapters already.
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They landed at the stadium where a roar of panicked screams could be heard. Civilians were running out onto the streets trying their best to avoid the fight between Ivy and Wally. Clark landed directly in the middle of the stadium where he could see vines chasing the Flash. He let go of Bruce who was instantly ready to fight. A vine sliced through the field and almost hit Clark square in the jaw but luckily he flew back before it could.

Bruce could spot Ivy near the outer edge of the field wrapping her vines around powder bombs. Bruce felt his stomach drop and he started sprinting towards her. She watched and started to send vines his way; Bruce bobbed and weaved away from the vines. Clark started towards Ivy as well and he had her neck in his hands in a matter of seconds. She scowled at him and a vine sliced through his cape and hit him directly on the back. He grunted put kept her neck in a firm grip. She tried her best to wiggle out of his hold.

While Clark was with Ivy Bruce took this moment as a chance to start dismantling the bombs. Bruce weaved through the thinning crowd; he found the first bomb hidden under the left bleachers. The bomb had a bright blinking red light. It was small but Bruce could tell it was made from heavy material. He gently lifted the latches on the sides and exposed the wiring and buttons. He could feel beads of sweat already rolling down his forehead but he knew that he couldn't screw this up. He pulled out a small dismantling set from his belt and started to uncross the wires, once he did that he was able to figure out which one to clip. He snipped the purple wire and the bomb went dead. He sighed; one down five to go.

Superman threw a heavy punch at Ivy who was thrown through the stadium and into a surrounding building. He flew towards her as she slowly got up from the rubble and glass. She wiped the green blood from her lip and spat the rest on the sidewalk. He hovered over her with his fist clenched and his jaw tense; she gave him a wicked grin as vines started to build her up.

"Give it up, Ivy." He spoke confidently, "there's no winning this."

"Oh, boyscout, I've already won." She shrugged, "it's just a matter of time before everything goes bomb."

"Not if we have something to say about that." He hovered closer and she snapped vines at him.

"I don't plan on staying for the light show." She continued as though he hadn't said anything, "but I will leave you with a parting gift."

A flower popped free from one of the snapping vines and a puff of pink hit Superman square in the face. He coughed and tried his best to swat the powder away but to no avail. She cackled and before he could look up at her and stop her she was gone. He coughed and hacked for a moment hoping to rid the powder from his lungs. He could still hear the scattering beeps of the bombs but not as many as before.

He flew back to the stadium as his body grew warm with an excruciating blush. His suit felt too hot and he wanted nothing more than to just rip it off. Wally was on the second to last bomb when Clark made it to them; Bruce was hyper-focused on disarming his own bomb to notice Clark's arrival. Clark felt the air rush out of him at the sight of Bruce. Clark landed beside him and felt an itch start to burn at his stomach. Bruce's bomb was disarmed with a final beep and the stadium grew silent.

Bruce looked up at Clark and in an instant knew something was wrong, "Wally, go do damage control and check on the citizens."

Wally nodded and was out of the stadium in a blink of an eye. Bruce placed a hand on Clark's shoulder and the other man let out a soft sigh.

"What's wrong Superman?" Bruce kept his tone professional for the comms and Superman instantly turned his off.

Batman followed suit and waited for the other hero to say something, "she got me with the sex pollen."