At last…

"Hey, boy-o… ha-ha… hey man…"

"You sound like you're drunk, Bogee? You okay?"

"Yeah, man, I am absolutely… absolutely wonderful…" Bogee sighed as Ivy stood nearby, tapping her foot against the floor impatiently. Bane could be coming at any moment… and so too could the mass of guards who may have even now discovered her handy work back at the entrance. She stared at him pointedly, but the pheromones had done far too much to addle him into coherent logic. "I have a lady… she's such a beautiful lady…"

"Um… good for you?" the voice said out of the phone. The guard who spoke sounded annoyed. Perhaps Bogee was not very popular. Well, that was okay. He would be dead in just a few more seconds.

"She wants to see Freeze," Bogee sighed passionately. "His sister. Yeah, she's the sister… the sister…."

"Freeze's sister, huh? Are visiting hours even-"

"Yeah, yeah… for a bit, anyway. Let her in… huh…." He swayed on the spot, a giggly sort of grin decorating his features.

"Er… okay… sure. Why not? Hey, is she fine? Have a nice little booty and all that?" The man on the other end tried to say it as quietly as possible but the phone speaker was still too loud to hide his words, and when Ivy heard them, her heart raged. Her mind constricted. Kill… kill… kill... She practically clawed at the wall, her rage burning with fresh desires.

"Oh, man, yeah… she's so beautiful… so beautiful…" Bogee whispered, gazing at Ivy as if he loved her so dearly. Ivy cracked her neck, walking towards him.

"Okay, good man, need some good show. Tell her to head on up, then."

As soon as Ivy heard this, she took the phone from Bogee and hung it up, whilst simultaneously pulling him forward by the chin and subjecting him to her kiss.

"Mm," she moaned, forcing as much hemotoxin as she possibly could into his body, hating him… hating him so very much…

Seconds later, when Bogee lay dead upon the floor, his poison filled face stricken with eternal horror in its expression, Ivy left him lying there as she made her way towards the end of the hall. The steel reinforced door had a window here as well, and she could just barely make out parts of the heads of two guards who stood positioned inside. Oh, how yummy…

"Hey, Ice-head, you got a visitor," she heard one of the guards inside say. "Your sister's here to see you."

"Sister?" inquired the voice of her pursuit. It was the voice of the Ascended one himself, that wondrous Victor Fries who had shown her that not all hope had been lost for this pathetic world, that she could be joined in her self-sought divinity… She tapped the button on the side of the door and it slid upward, a vertical motion allowing her entryway. She walked gracefully inside, a smile plastered upon her face as she came to stand between the two guards. The room inside was freezing. The temperature had been lowered to some abnormal kind of way, and she could actually see a blue mist floating about the bed in the center. And upon that bed, there he sat, clad in dirty looking prison garb, armorless and weak. His skin, always the intense blue that it had been since she had first begun to fantasize about him, was paled by the weakness that these living conditions had brought upon him. His head was bald… and yet he was still beautiful. At once, she began to lust for the man, but the romance had to come later. She had to get him out. Kill these two guards and then get him the hell out of here, Ivy, she told herself.

"Brother, dear," she offered in voice, smiling sweetly and speaking seductively. "I've heard you've been blue." Lame, of course, and in every manner of respect repulsive to the ears, but she felt zany. Zany, and lightheaded. Everything that had transpired this evening, from her brutal stabbing of the receptionist to the last kiss she had ever shared with Edward Nygma had excited her and her hormones were on edge. It was hard to stay focused, hard to stop the heat that her body was emitting.

The two guards who stood on either side of her ogled their eyes wide and their breath caught, stricken by her beauty and the sweet smell that was coming off of her.

One of them, a bearded man who seemed to already be sweating beneath his guard cap, stepped forward by an inch. She actually felt him sniffing the air around her.

"Don't pardon us, ma'am… you can speak freely," he promised her, grinning stupidly. Ivy, of course, felt repulsed by the idea of these men even speaking to her. Who were they, to speak to her without her divine permission? Who were they, to break the law of Mother Nature, to commit the crime of existing!? Angered, sickened by the very idea of them, she had to kill them. And she had to kill them now. Her hormones were simply on fire, and if she did not kill soon, she may collapse where she stood. It was a struggle to wait for much longer…

As quickly as she could, she raised both hands and blew handfuls of pheromones into both of their idiotic faces, and one by one did they fall into the madness that her "love dust" always attributed. They stared about the room in the most drunken state, positively moaning incomprehensible things, and Freeze looked on, bewildered by the scene. Bewildered, of course, but also drawn in by a subtle interest, for as she looked at him, she could see it in his expression. The eyes were the window to the soul: he recognized her. Their brief meeting not too long ago, on the night of the Flower Ball, still burned fresh in her mind, as well as how much she had wanted him once he had begun to freeze solid the worthless mammals of Gotham before her very eyes.

She slapped both of the guards playfully upon their chests, smiling at Freeze. "Men. The most absurd of creatures." She led them about the room, walking somewhere over to the left of the door and out of view of the window that looked in. Murder in secret. "We give you life," she told the two morons. "And we can take it away just as easy." She prodded her finger pointedly against the second guard's chest, a younger man who bore a rather stupid looking eyepatch. Well, that was okay, you needed no eye patches where you were going, good sir. The emphasis that she placed upon this final thought was overwhelming, and her scent was getting more fierce, practically eating its way right through her rubber. She had to kill! Now! Now before the world ended, now before she died! If she did not kill now, all would be lost! Murder, baby, murder! She prepared herself, as one would do before consummation.

"Right," the bearded guard snorted.

"Whatever," the eye patch man grinned."

She grabbed the eye patch man's face and pulled him in slowly. "I really am to die for," she told him, and she forced her kiss upon him, pulling away after one long, extraordinarily romantic second of ensuring that only the most lethal dose of poison entered his system. She felt herself lubricate by this, quite horrendously, her scent exploding as she was suddenly overwhelmed by the passion of the act, and she pulled away quickly, spinning around and forcibly grabbing the bearded man's face even as his friend chocked and fell dead onto the floor. With this second guard, she forced a more fierce, and longer kiss upon the fool, focusing as much as she could to pour vats to the gallons of poison into his system, and even as she held him, her tongue practically licking the roof of his mouth, she felt his struggling and silently screaming, but this only made her more hot… it only made her want to kill him even more. To feel his pain was her pleasure. She felt the man die even as she held him, kissing him passionately, and finally did she bring her lips away from the dead man and allowed him to fall onto the floor to join his friend, hot liquid bubbling over her legs as she once more reached a special, poetic orgasm for the evening. She rubbed her lips lightly, overwhelmed by the passion that had just ensued, as when she looked over at Freeze, who sat with his mouth agape, miraculously overwhelmed himself by what he had just witnessed, she smiled, shrugging as if she had no care in the world.

She stretched out her arms, posing as one would for an erotic photograph over the corpses of her latest murders, feeling admiration from Mother Nature sweeping down upon her as she did. I am proud of you, child, the feeling said, her evil heart bursting with pride. I am so proud of you. Kill them, my daughter. Kill them all.

Freeze jumped to his feet, his face still stricken with amazement. "Impressive!" he gasped, his eyes not able to pull away from his analysis of the dead guards, their faces filled with intense green veins, their eyes almost bulging. They looked like they had died painfully. Ivy smiled, all too rousingly, at Freeze.

"Well I, my most abominable snowman, have been impressed by you." She waved her hips suggestively as she came to stand before him, hoping he would admire her body, hoping he would desperately crave for her… she would not mind if he took her right here, right now, with only the corpses of the worthless mammals to keep them company as they made love… oh, the thought was beautiful, but she did not have much time. She suddenly heard something behind her, in the distance. Screaming. Screaming, and a loud clanging… an inhuman roar like no other… Bane was coming! "In fact," she continued, twisting her fingers together for him to see, "I propose… a pairing." She waved her hips once more as she said it, hoping to arouse him. What she would not give to kiss those blue lips, to taste true ice in her mouth… but he was the only one of whom she had no desire to kiss, because she did not want him dead. He was the only one worthy of life… the only one. But that was okay. She was a genius, an expert of poisons and toxins… she would find a way to make him immune.

Freeze looked genuinely interested, as well as slightly amused as the tiniest smile accompanied an acknowledging nod. "An enticing offer… but…" Ivy's heart froze. But? "What does the lady want in return?"

She felt calm wash over herself once more. For a moment there…

She indicated her answer only by looking down at the Ascended one's private regions for a second, and then, smiled twistedly at him as she turned towards the door. "Let's cool it for now, I've got someone I want you to meet." Ivy leaned against the door and pressed firmly the door release. A ruckus of the loud noise, violent screams and menacing growls, suddenly blasted into their ears as the two of them witnessed Bane. The titan was barreling up the hall, pushing what appeared to be cart not unlike those you find at a shopping center, and piled into the cart was what was obviously the various pieces that came together to produce Freeze's beautiful crystal of armor. Several guards were trying to block his way but Bane bulldozed the useless mammals with ease, knocking them against walls or else crushing them under foot altogether as he pushed his way right into Freeze's cell. Even as the guards came running, drawing their pistols, Ivy pressed the door button once more and the door slid down. Another tap of the LOCK control and the guards were left only to beat against the steel, yammering loudly as they could not force the door open from the other side. Ivy proudly put a hand upon Bane's shoulder, grinning girlishly at Freeze, who observed Bane with such an excited, amazed expression.

"His name," she giggled, "is Bane!"

"A laundry service that delivers! Wow!" Freeze joked, shaking his head in utter amusement. "You've truly planned this all out, haven't you, Disease Doll?"

"Disease Doll?" Ivy frowned, walking away from the door, as the guards banged loudly against it and let off several shots with their pistols, but the doors and its window were constructed from army production and were bulletproof. It would take an intentional sabotage of the steel using a welding torch, at best, and Ivy had no doubt that Arkham had one for these kinds of situations. "No, no, not Disease Doll. Poison. I'm Poison. Poison Ivy, if you want, but we'll exchange names and STD's later. For now, you need to throw that hunk of joy on, we have to get you out of here."

"Right there, sure," Freeze nodded, scrambling for the set of armor that Bane had brought for him. As he began to take the first piece out, he nodded at Bane, giving him a smile of thanks. "I really appreciate this, my good man. You've done me and my wife an amazing favor."

Ivy, who was not listening, was standing over in the corner beside the corpses of the guards, positively strangling the eye patch man's body with a most furious expression upon her face. Freeze noticed this too, and stopped in place, staring. Bane placed a massive hand on his shoulder, and Freeze turned around, giving him a questioning look. Bane shook his head, a clear, silent speech of don't ask, and don't interrupt. It's her thing.

Freeze, slightly disturbed, nodded, and he proceeded to armor himself up.

"You just thought you were going to live another day, didn't you?" Ivy hissed at the dead man, squeezing hard into his Adam's apple, praying to herself that she would beak the bones. "I hate you. I truly hate you. Oh, my goodness, I just don't have enough ways of saying how much I hate you, do I? You stupid-" She slapped his face. "-arrogant-" She beat her fist down upon his nose. "-mammal!" She stood up and kicked him hard in the head, breathing raggedly as she forced herself to regain control. Freeze kept looking over, concerned. Who was this psychotic bimbo anyway?

Ivy turned to face him, and she blushed, looking embarrassed. "S-sorry…" she mumbled, not looking him in the eyes. Freeze fought off the sudden thought that she suddenly looked very cute. "I just… don't like them…" She cleared her throat loudly. "Anyway, armor, hurry…"

She turned away from him, scraping at the wall as she spoke soft words to herself.

It's alright. It really is. He's dead, and he looks beautiful now. You killed him, Poison. Relish that thought. Let your heart break with joy. You have nothing to prove to anyone, not anymore. You've won over that mammal. No mutilation is needed to prove anything , Mother Nature. Oh, sweet, sweet Poison… shush, now, don't get upset, no crying. He saw little to nothing. Nothing to be ashamed of. He'll still love you… he still HAS to love you… how could he not love you! HOW COULD HE NOT!? Just… just stay confident. Have faith in yourself, Poison. You're a goddess, and the most beautiful goddess of all. This world will soon belong to you and him both, and he'll practically worship the ground you walk on… and if he doesn't… if he doesn't… then KILL him. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Wouldn't that make you happy!? Why not!? WHY NOT!?

She stood trembling in a corner for several seconds, green tears falling down her face as she sobbed silently into the wall.

Kill me….

She gasped, her mouth trembling. NO! Not those thoughts! Never those thoughts for as long as she drew breath! Those were impossible thoughts, and she could never disgrace herself with such evil words! She had to be perfection! She had to be!

"You okay over there?" Freeze's kind voice asked, for he sounded genuinely concerned.

Ivy turned, wiping her tears away quickly. He was full armored now, the crystal form of empowerment surrounding him with such magnificence, such beauty. Unquestioned and intimidating. She grinned, even as the guards outside in the hall began to blast at the door with the welding torch. Sparks began to fly up outside, but Ivy's adoration of Freeze in his armor was more drawing to her attention.

"What are you, about a fifty big and tall?" she joked, forcing herself to kid around so as to distract herself from the self-damning thoughts for some reason, now of all times, were trying to eat their way inside of her mind…

Freeze shook his head. "No. Always go a size smaller. Makes me look slimmer."

Ivy considered this advice. Not that she needed the advice, of course… but it was still an alluring thought. Clothes and wear mattered little for a world that would soon outlaw them. The children that would someday populate the planet would not insult themselves with garments… the natural body would be law in her perfect world… in her perfect world… yes…

Freeze sighed, looking down at something built into his armor's arm piece. Ivy looked too, as he learned forward to show her. There were small crystals set into his arm that seemed to be connected to a power emitter, one that seemed to run throughout the core of the suit, and she was sure that this aided in the refrigeration process. "Auxiliary power…" he moaned. "They've confiscated my generator diamonds. I'm running on empty."

"I'll help you grab your rocks," Ivy offered him, a smile upon her face, for even though the intention had been far less than the sound of it, she did realize just what images the words brought to mind. She blushed a bit. Semantics, Ivy, semantics! Freeze gave her a quick, odd glance, but they were suddenly distracted by a loud clang behind them. The guards had managed to burn a good ways through the door, and now it was rattling on its hinges as they pushed forcibly against it. Several of them were grinning viciously, hooting loudly through the door.

"We've got you now, you murdering bitch!"

"You and tub boy are going down!"

They'll have blocked access from the asylum. We can't go back the way we came!

A mad idea suddenly illuminated in her mind, as her gaze turned towards the wall. A truly mad idea!

"Bane, dear," she said quickly, fearfully, her heart racing, "an exit, please!" She motioned at the wall as she slapped Bane's Turbo button. The beast growled viciously as the Venom pumped into his system at high quantity, and Bane stomped forward, taking his fists and slamming them hard against the wall. The room practically shook for a moment, and Ivy, Freeze, and guards alike all froze in place, staring incredulously. It did nothing. Absolutely nothing. Bane stood before an unharmed wall.

DAMN IT! Ivy screamed in her mind. NO!

Tears were falling again. This was the end! She had failed! Eden had failed!

"Reinforced steel…not good…" she began to sob, her heart breaking. Eden! EDEN! NO! I've failed you, Eden! I've failed you! Mother Nature, punish me! PUNISH ME NOW, DESTROY ME! I'VE FAILED YOU!

Freeze suddenly moved forward, clapping her upon the shoulder as he went. She looked on, her broken hearted face confused as Freeze turned on the water faucet of the sink that stood on the end of the room, set into the wall that Bane had failed to break. Bane and Ivy watched as the water poured into the sink by the masses, and Freeze began to activate a small compartment built into the side of his arm.

An issue of white-blue mist gushed out in the masses, something that reminded her of a spray not unlike nitrogen. She gasped, suddenly realizing what he was going to do, as he turned to look at them with a wicked grin upon his face.

"Always winterize your pipes."

The pipes leading up to the wall began to freeze solid, the trail of pure ice snaking its way up as if it were alive. Ivy ducked, hiding behind Bane, who did not see it coming. Freeze jumped out of the way. The massive pressure buildup of ice suddenly overwhelmed a large portion of the wall, freezing a massive chunk of it into solid water, and the buildup of pressure was just too much for even reinforced steel to comprehend. Solid rock mixed with steel and ice blasted forward as the large portion of wall exploded.

She looked around Bane, staring in amazement at the massive hole to the outside that Freeze had created. The guards outside of the door, their mouths hanging open, began to more intently beat against the door, rocking it so violently upon its hinges. Freeze motioned for her to come, and Ivy ran forward quickly, towards the hole that led to-

She let out a small scream, coming to a halt as she nearly lost her balance, staring down in horror. The hole had led to nothing but a massive drops of hundreds of feet down into the black river of Jeremiah below. MAD! SIMPLY MAD!

Freeze looked at her intently. He pulled her forward and gazed pleadingly into her face. "While I retrieve my diamonds at the factory, you and meatloaf here, retrieve my wife!"

Ivy's word suddenly shook on the inside. She gasped, staring at him incredulously as a sudden urge fiery anger rose up inside. Viciousness replaced fear of heights as she looked savagely around, hurt by this suddenness.

"You never said anything about a wife!" she snapped furiously, slapping him on the chest. At that very moment, the door of the cell came off of it hinges as the guards finally finished their work, and Freeze took no time to reply. He grabbed her by the arm and, Ivy screaming as loudly and terrifyingly passionate as her fear allowed her to, the two of them were suddenly plummeting from the hole, falling at terrible speed down the hundreds of feet below towards the black Jeremiah River.

I'M GOING TO DIE! GOING TO DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!

It was the only thing she could comprehend as the three of them fell, fell, fell down into the darkness that waited to kill them on the bone destroying way below, even as gunshots fired around them from the guards who were perched in the hole, trying to hit them even as they fell.

Just as the black water was closing in, Freeze twisted in mid-air, grabbing Ivy and pulling her into a tight hug, as he turned his back towards the water, forcing her face into his chest. They hit the water with massive force, slamming into the black depths with an impact that could crush mammoths. Water overtook her world as she waited for the demons of Hell to drag her into eternal damnation…

But no fire and sulfur came for her. Coldness, frozen and terrible in all that it was, overtook her. She opened her eyes, daring to see what the Land of the Dead looked like…

And that was when Freeze surfaced…