There was no escaping it; Poison Ivy's virus was attacking crops all over the entire world without letting up. The end of love brought chaos, destruction and all sorts of inhumanity that she would not approve of, but in the end, it was worth it. Whatever happened in Gotham City, Smallville or anything else in this tale, was covered up without a trace to remind those who had caused or witnessed it.

And later, when the last human had died, Poison Ivy came out of her lair, looking outwards to a brand-new world of green that crawled out from the concrete and into the empty lonely world. A world that her powers had created all by themselves without her conscious help, filled with vines covering buildings that did not expose a single brick and streets paved with fields of flowers. She kneeled down to a beautiful red rose that looked so fresh and young, that she had to smell it's loving odor. All was at peace and all was at a perfect ending for her, until…

"Ivy, what have you done?"

Pamela did not have to look back to know that it was the voice of Swamp Thing, flanked by Solomon Grundy and the other members of the Green. But of course, she turned back, stood up and said.

"What have I done? I gave this planet a chance for Mother Nature to start again. This world is better off without people who don't give a damn about flowers."

"By creating a virus that killed your own species?" Flora Black, the Black Orchid, was disgusted with her.

Ivy narrowed her eyes.

"They had it coming. But whatever they have done to their environment with their machines, their factories and stupid oil foundries, I gave them the one final proof that nature will always win."

Alec Holland crossed his arms.

"Powerful words from someone who caused a mass extinction event."

Ivy took one silent pan over the world that she had saved while in repose: all she could hear were the whispering winds. All she could see were the plant covered buildings and clear skies of blue. All she could feel was satisfaction and peace.

"How you grow all this so fast?" Solomon Grundy snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Don't you think it's very obvious?" Suzy Linden told him. "And before you even ask us how we survived….we did the same as Ivy a long time ago. Put ourselves in hibernation until her virus, which thankfully did not affect us, blew over and nature could be reborn again."

But Swamp Thing just shook his head in a complete disapproval over the beauty that Ivy had sacrificed and replenished over the course of what seemed like a century. The reunion surrounding him looked like a reunion of the major heads that created the EPA in the first place. Ivy, however, understood his thoughts.

"Come on, Swamp Thing, look on the bright side for a change."

He gave in.

"All right."

He turned to the Black Orchids.

"Where did you two hibernate?"

"At the Centennial Park in Metropolis right under the statue of Superman. Before Suzy and I went underground, I met a cute tennis instructor who thought I needed…lessons. He asked me, I said yes, but when I felt the conditions of the planet growing worse, I decided to hibernate. The last words I said to him were: 'I'll see you later.'"

She gave a sad sigh.

"Now it seems like I've broken that promise."

"Don't be the only one feeling discouraged, Flora," Tefe Holland said to her. "I was at the zoo and all of those animals were getting sick to their stomachs because of Ivy, so I hibernated under a gorilla pit hoping that they would be spared at least and then…I woke up to find it all empty and covered with rosebuds."

"I guess they died too," Tefe's father Alec sighed. "But at least, if there is any salvation, we have each other to look after this planet."

"Sorry I'm late!"

A familiar voice came from behind the group, her skin a pale green and her blond hair having emerald streaks with that tendril covered jester costume: Harley Quinn.

"My God!" cried Flora. "She's alive!"

"How can you still be alive," Suzy asked. "You'd have to be over 200 by now."

"Nah," Harley shrugged. "One time when I was injured, Red gave me some of that stuff that turned her into what she was. After I saw things were getting crazy, I decided to hibernate like the rest of youse."

"I see," said Swamp Thing incredulously. "But where?"

"Underneath Arkham."

Poison Ivy finally snapped out of her thoughts and finally saw her best friend without any surprise.

"Well, at least I'm glad somebody did the right thing. What do you think of my new world, Harley?"

"Love it, Red. I've got your powers and with Mr. J outta my life, I'm a free woman! I'll bet the in-thing now is green with red."

Most of the surviving party laughed, but not Swamp Thing. The mood in his mind was too dour over the loss of humanity to think about anything. He marched his way to Ivy, who was not all afraid of his growing temper.

"Tending to mankind was our business, Pamela and you only saw the bad in them."

"Greenpeace was not doing it's job. They and the EPA had weakened due to the destruction that they and the superheroes caused. You can call this Hell, I call this Heaven and it is a Heaven on Earth."

"But your actions are something that would only please a devil."

But Poison Ivy had come to far to see her ultimate goal come to fruition. Whether she be a devil or an angel, her heart and her mind were telling her that did the right thing. She took in the beauty of the rose and finally found the right reply.

"Still…there is a lot to do. We have an entire planet to look after…to make sure that it does not face any interruption from alien invaders."

Walking down the empty street from her silent and disgusted followers of the Green, Dr. Pamela Isley, Poison Ivy, was proud, happy and complete with saving the flora of the planet she called home. Planning to wait until a new life would arise and if it threatened the environment once, she knew just exactly how to take care of it.

After all, nature always wins…