THIS IS THE FINAL CHAPTER, but there WILL be a sequel, called Animalia. I will post here when it's done :) thanks for all the reviews, everyone who has supported this story, and for disclaimer see chapter one
"Aunty Pam!" I called through the Gotham warehouse infested with plants. "You here?"
"Renee! You came," I was pulled into a hug from behind.
"I never got to know you without the brainwashing,"she gushed.
"No kidding," I raised an eyebrow, and she smiled.
"This way. I got you lunch," she said, ushering me into a little alcove made by the branches of a willow tree.
Inside, on a table made of plant roots, sat apples and oranges and mangoes and bananas and kiwis and raspberries and strawberries and so many other uncountable fruits that I had never even heard of, let alone seen.
"Wow," I said, and unconsciously, my stomach rumbled. I blushed.
"What would you like dear?" Ivy walked over to the table, creating two chairs once again out of tree roots.
"Urmm, I love pomegranate," I suggested, and she used a, clean, might I add, thorn to cut it into quarters. It was strange eating with plant furniture, and cutlery for that matter.
We ate in silence, until she broke the news. Note to self: supervillains almost always have a hidden agenda.
"Renee, I was wondering..." She started.
I looked up at her, and smiled politely.
"If, well, if you would like to join me?" I furrowed my eyebrows, struggling to think of a excuse that wouldn't make her hate me.
"I don't have powers," I pointed out.
"I can make you have some, I have the chemicals and everything," she suggested.
"Urmm, can I think about it?" I asked. Actually...
"Of course," she smiled sadly.
"How about I tell you tomorrow? Meet back here at 10, and I will tell you my answer? If I don't turn up, I suppose you'll know..." I trailed off.
"So soon? Of course!" She seemed to get over her shock.
"But you should head back to, urg, Dinah Lance. It's getting late in Star," Ivy suggested, shepherding me towards the door.
"I'll see you around, though? Whatever my decision?" I asked, hugging her.
"Of course," she reminded me of my mother. They looked nothing alike, but aside from Ivy being classed insane, they could have been twins. They both loved the environment, both had the same sort of personality, and sense of humour.
"Great," I smiled, walking off into the back streets of Gotham.
"Robin! Which League members are here?" I asked the first person I came across in the mountain.
"Black Canary and Red Tornado, in the common area," he replied, befuddled.
"Thanks," I rushed past him, straight to my mentor and Tornado.
"Canary," I slipped onto my back as I entered the room, "I need to talk to you and Batman." She obviously sensed the urgency in my voice, dragging me off into a soundproof room, with no bugs, that Megan couldn't listen in on. She called Batman, saying it was urgent, and he arrived in a couple of minutes.
"What?" He growled, walking into the room.
"I went to see Aunty Pam today," I started.
"You have family?" Dinah asked.
"Pam. Pamela Isley. Poison Ivy," I explained, "and she gave me an offer. I could join her, and she could give me powers. I don't particularity want to, but I thought it would be a good way to get into the Injustice Leagues plans, and the rest of the Gotham villains. I just wanted to run it by you."
"No. No way. It's too dangerous, don't you think Batman? Don't tell me you're thinking about this," my mentor was shocked.
"It would help the team and the League. It would be a lot safer for her than being in Jokers care," Batman reasoned.
"You do realize, Dinah, I'm doing this whether you say no or not," I raised a finger.
"Fine," she relented.
"You can't tell the team, or any more League members than necessary," I shook my head at the Dark Knight.
"We won't. You should pack a bag, you'll be leaving soon," he swept out the room.
"I'll miss you, Dinah," I hugged her, "it was great while it lasted."
"I know, Ren, I know," she rubbed my back, as we both cried.