“That's Ivy over there!” Harley said pointing to a far corner. “Not sure who her big grey friend is though.”
“I know that big lug.” Deadshot said with a snarl. “GRUNDY!” He shouted at the monster. The figure didn't stir. “SOLOMON GRUNDY!”
The figure turned around and grunted. “Born on a munday…. How you know Grundy!?” In his disillusionment Grundy thought he recognized Floyd.
“YOU MAN WHO SHOT ME!” He yelled.
“No but I'm about to be.” Lawton said as he aimed his rifle at Solomon's head. He fires a round directly into Grundys forehead.
Grundy yelled in rage and charged at Lawton. With a swipe of his massive arm he smacked Deadshot across the room.
The others advanced on him but he grabbed Poison Ivy by the throat as a failsafe.
“BABY!” Harley screamed swinging her mallet at Grundy. He dropped Ivy and grabbed the hammer, and threw Quinn into a wall.
“That .. was my girlfriend.” came an angry voice behind him. He turned around to see Ivy summoning roots and plant vines all around her.
The monster felt a tug on his left leg. He looked down to see tree roots wrapping around him. Solomon tried tearing them off but it was no use.
He was slowly being pulled underground. As he clawed at the earth one final time Grundy let out a roar.
Ivy took a deep breath and ran over to Quinn. “Are you ok hun?” Quinn smiled weakly. “Howsabout dinner after all this is done?” Ivy kissed Harvey in a passionate moment.
“Well you don't see enough of that now!” Boomerang said. Louise elbowed him in the gut, disgusted.
“I presume my associate Manbat is no longer an option for you, since you've come for me.” Ivy said, standing up. “That's right.
We need to continue a cure for the Joker toxin, but need a scientist.” Frost said.
“Well then, Dr. Pamela Ivy at your service.”