DC: I am Dr Doom

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This was a moment where I was about to jump over a hurdle that humanity never realized was there. When I first started this project, I had taken all of the available knowledge out of Ivy's head, but pairing that with my ever-increasing intellect, it was scary how easily I was able to solve the human toxicology issue. From my creation and reading of the data, anyone could be given this, and they would be permanently cured of everything just with science. I didn't even use my hands of god. This booster was like Logan's healing factor on overdrive.

The weight of that hit me full force as I sat back in my chair. All my monitors showed green signs of success.

So… I sat there.

There was a ping, and that drew me out of my small moment of awe. Sitting in the synthesizer was a vial of the immune booster. The booster shot was clear with hints of green, I reached for it, but my hands trembled. Slowing down, I took a moment to gather myself and took up the booster shot and placed it into an injector. The injector floated before me as I rubbed my chin and thought about where I would like to inject myself with the booster. The neck was off-limits, close to the brain and heart or not; I refuse to place something so close to my jugular vein. That could only leave my femoral artery on my inner thigh and the brachial vein in my left arm.

The one in my leg would be the best one to go for, with me still smelling horribly from all the sweat from sparing, I had to reconsider that option. With a nod, it was decided that my left arm brachial artery won out. With my mind made up, I cleaned the injection site with rubbing alcohol before injecting myself. There was a pinch, and I began to feel a cool tingling rush move up my arm and along my chest. The booster hit my system, giving me a sense of bliss. Slowly and surely, the tingling spread from my head and then down to my toes. For a moment, I just sat back in my seat and allowed the zen to flow through me.

For a moment, I allowed my control to slip and allowed my mind to flow over the city. Anger, pain, greed, happiness, love, loss and so much more flooded my system. It was a beautiful mix of chaos; the human mind was such a complex quantum computer. Immersing myself even more within my zen, I felt the indomitable will in the direction I knew could only be the Wayne Manor: but I also felt a madness from the other corner of the city. Near the madness was a person in pain, and I gritted my teeth.

Even if I was about equality and had no issue smacking down a lady that presented herself as a warrior, there was no need to lay one's hands on a lady outside of a fight and especially one that a person is in a relationship with. Ole Joker was going to get his once I got my hands on him. Now that I had an immune booster, all it needed was a way to cancel out his version of toxin immunity, and it was just a matter of time.

The warmth of the sun shined upon my body as I sat within my zen, and I listened to the minds of Gotham. So many minds to influence and so many things to learn to bolster my own intellect, yet I knew that before long, they would bow before Doom.

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Opening my eyes, I found myself sitting in a meditative position. Directly above my head was the clear glass of the greenhouse, and below me was the jungle. Keeping my breaths slow and deep, I let my mind hum along with plans and possibilities.

Money wasn't an issue, and I was in no rush for tech and advancement, but I do need to have my own base. This home that I have been using won't last once I remove the Joker from the board. Bruce would never admit it, but I knew that he is enamoured with the Joker and would do nothing to remove the love of his life permanently.

TCH!

Closing my eyes, I slowly released the breath I was holding. There was one thing that I wanted that I did not have access to. The only way to get it was a major gamble, but if it was successful, it would be a major boon in moving my plans forward. Nth metal was most likely under watch by the Justice League, and kryptonite was radioactive in all the wrong ways. Well, that and the fact that I don't have any on hand to study and be able to create an inversion ray and turn it from green to blue kryptonite.

The only way to get my hands on what I wanted was to bite the bullet and roll the dice.

"Hmmm,"

My attention was pulled from my musings when I heard a slow moan from behind my floating form. On a large flower bed lay a woman with light green skin and bright red hair. The flower bed that she slept on was more than ten feet from the center to the outer petals. From my location, I could tell that three of the petals folded over to create a blanket while the third petal folded into a pillow.

Ivy stretched like a lazy cat as her sun shone down upon her. Ivy noticed my shadow that showed on one of her petals on the bed. Rolling over, she looked up at my floating form. In front of me was an Ivy in nothing but her birthday suit.

"See something you like?" Ivy asked as she winked at me with her bright green emerald orbs. We both watched each other in silence. Ivy's nipples hardened as I intently stared into her eyes before slowly descending to her bed. The slight breeze that I felt on my bare back made me aware that I didn't don the shirt that I used to cover my sight during my spar with Waylon.

Buxom and deadly, just how I like my women, my only reservation was to test how my booster worked against her naturally secreted toxins. I was certain that with the exponential propagation in my cells that my booster was already through my whole system, but knowing was one thing and testing it was another. My original healing factor made sure Ivy's pheromones didn't work on me, but I had reservations in bedding her without the booster. Anyone with half a dose of common sense would know that Ivy couldn't be with anyone with her deadly natural secretions.

Landing lightly before her, I gave Ivy a charming smile as I stepped into her personal space.

"I don't see something, I see someone that I want," I said to Ivy as I brushed my hand against her cheek. There was a slight tingle in my fingertips, but that sensation faded as fast as it came.

"And am I that someone you want?" Ivy breathed in a sultry fashion. Mint flashed across my mind for a moment before I went for it. My large frame engulfed hers while Ivy stood on her tiptoes, kissing me as I pulled her to my frame. Her flavor was indescribable, but I paid that no mind as our tongues duelled.

Ivy's kiss was heady and needy, as mine was pure hunger for her. I had been cast into the void, torn from everything familiar, and hurled into a new world. There, I was granted strange powers and left to navigate an existence I never chose. But before I could find my footing, the void claimed me once more, an endless abyss where time and meaning slipped away.

It was in that place that I met her—Death. She wasn't the cold, fearsome entity I had always imagined. No, she was warm, almost gentle. Her presence wrapped around me like a soft, comforting embrace.

And then, she appeared—the soul of my mother. Death had brought her to me, her spirit reaching out from beyond, wrapping me in a warmth I had long since lost. There she was, standing before me in the void, no longer bound by the frailties of life, but pure, eternal.

We didn't need words. Her eyes spoke everything. All the love she had for me, all the grief she had carried in her absence, was there. It was as if the years of longing, the years of pain, melted away in that moment. I could feel her presence as if she were holding me, telling me everything would be alright, telling me that it was time for us to part.

I said my final goodbye to her, knowing I couldn't keep holding on to the past, to the pain. She was gone now, but her soul, her love, would always be with me. And Death, with her eternal touch, guided me back from the void. She gave me the strength to let go, to move forward.

As I stepped away from the shadows of that place, I knew that I had to walk my path, the one I was meant for. No longer a lost soul, but a man with a purpose. The journey of self-discovery, learning the ways of magic and combat, was mine to face.

When I returned to Gotham, everything had changed. I wasn't just a man anymore, not after what I had endured. I was different—altered, transformed by powers I could no longer deny. And as I walked the streets, I could feel her presence in my heart, in my very being, reminding me that I was never truly alone. But now, I am ready to embrace the future. The hot piece of tail that had run away before I could enjoy it was now replaced with a far more deadly meal, which made its way onto my plate.

This meal had taken me three days of preparation, but it was going to be worth it. My hands moved as I caressed her body, and Ivy moaned into the kiss as her arms wrapped their way around my neck. Ivy slightly tugged me towards her, but I refused and picked her up. With a yelp, Ivy was up in my arms as I stood tall.

Ivy's well-proportioned ass was held in my hands as she pulled back and breathed heavily after our little bout of passion.

"How? Wahh… how?" Ivy breathed as she tried to catch her breath.

"Immunity," I replied with a grin of my own. Ivy shivered in my hands, and I felt the heat radiate from her loins. With swift telepathic action, my pants were ripped off and tossed aside. Held firmly in my hands, Ivy looked at me with a lust-filled gaze that made me drive home deep within her depths. Ivy screamed out as her nails dug into my back. She was wet, tight, and damn hotter than anything I could remember. Ivy's involuntary muscle contractions squeezed me in a vice grip as if her life depended on it.

"Ohh, god." Ivy moaned out lustfully as I slotted into her wet heat, stretching her folds apart. My tip pumped into her walls causing Ivy to toss her head back in pleasure. Pulling back and thrusting back in elicited another moan from the beauty in my hands and brought a smile to my face.

Holding her glorious orbs in my hands, I knelt down on the flower petal bed as Ivy gave me a grin. Removing her legs from the vice-like grip that she had around my waist, Ivy pushed me onto my back as she stayed straddled around my waist. Relinquishing my control, Ivy pinned my hands above my head as she ground onto my dick. Long alluring red curls fell around my face as Ivy looked down into my eyes and rode me with abandon.

Her walls flexed and stroked me as I thrust upwards into her core, hardened nipples trailed across my chest as we shared kisses soaked with passion. Ivy's body quivered and shuddered as her first orgasm struck her, causing her to cry out in pleasure. Her breathing was hitched and ragged, but I was not about to let her rest right now.

Ivy tried to catch her breath, but once her grip on my forearms slacked, I had us flipped, and Ivy pinned beneath me. Ivy had lust lidded eyes from her post-orgasmic high, but it was now my time to strike. With an arm wrapped beneath her, I pulled Ivy up and traced my kisses down from the nap of her neckline down to her mountainous breast and hardened peaks. Nipping on a nipple brought a groan of pleasure from Ivy's lips as her walls rippled along my length. With the pressure letting up for a moment, I gave Ivy strong, steady strokes. The ambrosia of her body spilled onto my tongue and chest, causing me to change my ministrations only to find a surprise of milk flowing from both peaks.

Ivy looked stunned at the response of her body, but I paid it no mind, changing between nipples brought more ambrosia for me and pleasure for her. Pinned beneath me, Ivy took my strokes deep as her body invited me in. Pinching a nipple and kisses along her skin kept her pleasure up: our bodies entwined and in sync, Ivy's moans of pleasure were music to my ears. Stroke after stroke, the pressure within me built up faster and faster until there was nowhere else to go.

Releasing the hand, I pinned allowed Ivy to spring forward and seal my lips with her own. As Ivy kissed me, her walls clammed tighter increasing my pleasure and breaking my restraint. My first spurt slammed into her womb at full force, and the rest of my semen coated her walls to overflow. Ivy's body fired off with more orgasms as my spunk flooded her pussy to dribble down my balls.

We fell back onto the bed as we panted heavily from our coupling. With Ivy laying on my chest, I enjoyed the sun and shadows as they mixed with foliage of the jungle. We laid there and let the silence wash over us.

"That was…" Ivy breathed as she tried to catch her breath. For a moment, I looked down at Ivy on my chest before using my telekinesis to fix our positions. From the position we were in, Ivy was still straddled across my waist. I wasn't going to move her without her moving first. And no, it had nothing to do with the fact that I was still inside her, and her walls were slowly massaging my length.

With the petal pillow propped up behind my back, we laid there, and I waited for her to put her thoughts together.

"Why haven't you died yet?" Ivy asked with her chin propped up on my chest.

Tilting my head to the side, I thought about it for a moment. Yeah, I didn't start my morning looking to be here, but I'm here now, and it wouldn't hurt to share a little info.

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