Poison Ivy just had to get upset about something, and spread around her stupid flowers, and vines, and stupid cuddle pollen right as you were out and about running some...errands.

So now, here you were, walking down the street, as the chilly feeling of ice spreads through your veins.

"Are you alright?" You hear a deep, almost robotic like voice call out behind you, before a loud thump, of boots hitting the ground.

You turn around to see none other than "The Red Hood".