Chapter 8: Poison Ivy?

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Pamelia's P.O.V:

I walked into my private greenhouse, inspecting and taking care of my babies.

Ivy? Is that you?

My plants asked. I knew it was strange... But i could.. hear them.

Yes, my precious ones. And it's Pamelia.

Please ivy. Please. It would be so much easier to-

Im sorry. I can't!

But ivy.... dont you love us..?

Of course but-

Then JOIN us ivy!

I- I'm sorry!

Don't resist anymore ivy... you belong like us...

No! I'm a person!

The transformation doesn't make you entirely into a plant, silly...

I- I cant.. wait. Then what does it do..?

Find out yourself, ivy...

Pamelia hesitated. Then nodded.

Okay.

Yay! Ivy is joining us! Yay!

Please hurry, my precious ones.

Of course, Ivy. Anything for you.

The plants wrapped themselves around her. A giant plant came from the ground and they put her in gently. The plant closed around her. She started to panic.

Calm down, ivy... it's alright..

But she didn't listen. She struggled to get out. The plant was filling up with a type of liquid! Gas? She couldn't tell... Then it went black.

Pamelia woke up on a bed of leaves. She sprang up and rushed to a mirror. She had wild fiery red hair, deep forest green eyes, and her skin was tinted even more green. She blinked. She was... beautiful.

Ivy! Ivy! Ivy!

She turned toward her plants.

Thank you. I'm finally fully myself now.

Anything for you ivy!

Ivy? Hmm.. now that she transformed... She seemed to like that name very much. Ivy...poison, ivy. Her green eyes blazed.

Posion Ivy.

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