Ivy tricked Damian. She never intended to cure him.

As Ivy injected the serum into Damian's arm, he waited with anticipation. He furrowed his brows. Nothing happened at first.

"Are you sure this serum works...?"

Damian raised a brow, Ivy stood on the side, arms folded and shifting weight to one leg as she waited.

"Oh, it'll work."

As if on command, Damian's heartbeat quickened.

He felt his thoughts shifting, his desires changing. He suddenly had a newfound appreciation for the natural world, and a desire to protect it at all costs. He also felt a sense of femininity taking hold, thoughts of accepting his new identity and body entered his mind. And worst of all, he felt a strange kinship with Ivy, a connection through the Green. He felt as if they were sisters.

Protect the Green. You are Ivy. Ivy protects the Green. You are Toxic Ivy. Toxic Ivy protects the Green. Toxic Ivy is a woman. Toxic Ivy protects the Green. You protect the Green. You are Toxic Ivy.

Sweat ran down the redhead's face. He fought desperately against the flurry of mental suggestions attempting to override his mind.

"W-what have you done to me?"

Damian screamed, moving to get up from his chair but he found Ivy had firmly restrained him with some vines.

Poison Ivy smirked, looking pleased with herself.

"I've done exactly what I intended, my dear. I've turned you into my partner, my sister in crime."

She coyly inspected her nails.

Damian felt a sense of betrayal wash over him. He had trusted Ivy, believed that she would help him find a cure and return to normal. But now he realized that she had no intention of turning him back to normal to begin with. He never should have trusted her.

"Y-you lied to me," Damian growled, feeling angry and helpless at the same time.

"I did what was necessary," Ivy replied, her tone cool and collected.

"To be fair, I don't think it's even possible to reverse whatever that... computer... did to you, anyway. I think it's best to embrace your new self, sister. Toxic Ivy is here to stay."

"And now we can work together to fight against those who would harm the environment."

Damian felt himself being drawn into Ivy's way of thinking, despite his inner struggles. He found himself wanting to protect the green, wanting to fight against pollution and corporate greed. And worst of all, he found himself accepting his new identity as a female version of himself, despite his discomfort with it.

"Y-you can't do this to me," Damian said, his voice trembling with emotion.

"I won't let you turn me into someone I'm not!"

Ivy simply smiled.

"Oh, my dear, you don't have a choice. The serum has already taken hold. And now, you and I are going to do great things together. And have you seen yourself lately? This is you now. Fighting it is just sad!"

Ivy grinned triumphantly.

"For too long, I've waged a one-woman-war on those who bring harm to the Green. Now, you'll fight with me. You'll join me and we will bring down those who would harm it. And you'll do it willingly, won't you?"

Protect the Green. You are Toxic Ivy. Poison Ivy is your sister. You will do whatever she asks. Protect the Green. Toxic Ivy is a woman. You are a woman. You are Poison Ivy's sister. Toxic Ivy. You are Toxic Ivy. Protect the Green.

Damian felt a wave of confusion wash over her. She found herself agreeing with Ivy, despite her reservations. She felt a strong desire to protect the green, to fight against pollution and corporate greed. And worst of all, she found herself accepting her new identity as a female version of herself, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"I...I don't know what's happening to me," Damian said, her voice trembling.

"I don't want to be like this."

"But you will be," Ivy said, her voice softening.

"And you'll be happy with it, won't you? You'll be happy to be my partner, to fight alongside me for the environment."

Damian felt her resistance fading away. She felt a sense of calm washing over her, as if all her doubts and fears were melting away. She felt a sense of belonging, as if she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

"I...I am... Toxic Ivy," Damian said, her voice soft and dreamy.

"I.. No! I... I'm... your sister! Wait... That's not... that's..."

That's right. You're Toxic Ivy.

"That's right... I'm... Toxic Ivy."

"And who am I to you?"

Damian cringed as her face smiled mindlessly.

"Y-you're my loving sister."

"And what is your gender?"

"I'm..."

'Toxic Ivy' glanced down at her bust then back at her twin.

"I'm a woman, clearly."

"And what do you think of the Green?"

"I will protect it with my life."

Ivy smirked, pleased with the result.

"Excellent," Ivy said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

"Now, let's get to work."