''I wasn't always like this, you know. See, nobody ever really cared about plants or flowers as much as I did. I was fascinated by the thought of something so beautiful yet so natural. And before I 'blossomed', you could say, I lacked confidence and unfortunately I was seduced and controlled by my boss. I guess I'm sort of thankful for it in the end, though. The 'experiment' altered everything I ever was, but it helped me see the light. But then I was shown the horror that was the truth. I could hear the screams of terror and pain that came from below my feet. I needed to stop the abusing nature of imbecilic humans and save these poor, abandoned children of the earth. I decided to treat nature's beauty as my adopted babies. All I wanted was to live in harmony with the earth. I knew it wouldn't be easy, nothing ever is. But I knew, that someday... someday I would change things for the better and Mother Nature would reign over all mankind and we would create a furious army of flowers and plants and destroy the careless humans that ever tried to hurt and cross us!''

At this point, Pamela Isley had kicked over the table in the investigation room and the doctor in the room had taken shelter in the far corner.

Tears welled up in Pamela's eyes.

''I would save my babies, by any means necessary.''

Even though Pamela was handcuffed to her chair and really, was no danger, her anger had frightened the doctor. She had never seen someone so driven to kill for such a peculiar reason in all her years at Arkham. She was sent in to make a decision on whether or not 'Inmate No. 09153644' was suitable for Arkham's facilities.

This girl is nuts.

...

She'll do well in here.

Two guards arrived and took Pamela to her cell. She could hear the screaming and rioting coming from other patients around her but she didn't dare turn to look at them. Ignore them; you won't be in here for long enough to make any 'friends'. She didn't have a plan to break out, yet. But she knew it wouldn't be long until she figured something out. Her seductive nature allowed her to manipulate men into doing whatever she requested; it would come in handy, for sure.

Once she sat down in her cell, they locked the glass door. The cells were unlike any cell she had seen before. These cells were made of see-through glass, allowing anyone to see what the patients were doing. There was no hiding here.

And that's when she heard it.

The high-pitched screech of a laugh came from the cell opposite her. She looked up with curiosity. What in the hell..?

...

Then she saw her. The girl had blonde hair that was styled in piggy tails. She wore the same orange body suit we all wore. She kept on laughing until one of the other patients shouted,

''For god's sake Harley, shut it!''

Harley. As in Harley Quinn, The Joker's sidekick/girlfriend?

Pamela had read an article about her once. Harleen Quinzel, psychiatrist turned psychopath. It must have been strange, once she was treating patients and now she was being treated as a patient. Anyway, Harley didn't stop laughing until she opened her eyes and stared directly at Pamela.

''And what are you lookin' at?'' Harley questioned Pamela. ''Oh wait! Aren't you that plant lady? Poison..Okey?''

Pamela sighed. ''It's Ivy, Poison Ivy.'' She could tell already that she wasn't going to like this girl. Pamela adapted the alias 'Poison Ivy' to keep her true identity a secret as she no longer was the shy wallflower they called Pamela Lillian Isley.

The blonde girl spoke again. ''Anyway, I'm Harley Quinn. It's nice to meet ya'!'' She put out her small hand with a big smile on her face, realised she couldn't shake Pamela's hand due to different cells, and her smile immediately dropped.

Pamela sighed again.

''It's nice to meet you too. How long have you been here?'' She remembered the article mentioning that Harley had broken out of Arkham Asylum quite a few times; she might be able to use her to her advantage.

''Hmm. Loadsa times!'' She laughed. Pamela decided that she would befriend this girl, even if she was a little funny.