Andy recalled a little bit of Greek Mythology. He never really interested besides a few Percy Jackson books, and just drawing the monsters but he knew the story of Hades and Persephone. The god of the underworld who trapped the goddess of vegetation in his realm with by just consuming a few pomegranate seeds... Given misery in the months she was forced to spend the one obsessed with him with the luxury of having time with other gods above.

She must grow certain things to survive.  Whatever you do don't take a bite.of whatever looks edible. But why would she keep me? Force me to waltz back to the building and let her in? To poison or control the Inner Circle? Is that what I am just her stepping stone, to complete control of all our forces?  A drone that'll have a forced smile on his face.

Andy wondered if situation would count as a twisted reversal of the tale as his stomach grumbled. Ever since she left him alive he followed her through her territory without a word.  He caught sight of a small room with dried blood stains. He turned pale imagining days inside of it.

Solitary confinement... Lorna used to share a few stories, warning me about it... Not even light as a small mercy, a right. And no one would even know I'm alive... .. The other three are going to be mulch..

Ivy paused stopping at a tree, one older than the two of them.." A few backward gothamites trapped me inside with salt. The one who freed me, sealed their fates. He walked away after he got what he wanted. I hate the sight of it, but the thought of a new occupant... That's a nightmare, sickening... Your getting a very clear picture, I can count on your imagination? Correct?"

Andy answered without hesitation, digging his nails into his palms.

Don't beg. Don't cry, don't give her that. Don't be the scared screamer who they dragged in the halls. The person who can't keep his family safe or give a threat without. Someone full of shit or cowardice. Even if no one knows you didn't go down without a fight.

He turned away preparing to walk inside only to feel her nails digging into his sleeve. Stopping just short of breaking the skin,knowing what could be sent straight into his veins. He flinched as she clarified. 

"Clearly your better at assuming than listening. I don't want you inside of it. I want you to demolish it. I want it gone. I'm sick of being reminded, of seeing it. I could make people take it apart bit by bit. But I want to limit the contamination in my garden, and get things done quickly. Reduce it to dust, and don't even think of taking your time.  Make it vanish Von Strucker."

He obliged his powers steady and focused but his hands were shaking. Every inch, all of it fell apart before their eyes. It seemed enough to make her happy.

"Parks, schools they have people taking care of it all. I protect the green, with the plants put through hell... But I don't clear up after people." Spitting out the last word like it was a synonym for filth." That'll be your job. Think of it like room and board with the bonus of a long life.. A good deal isn't it? I know you qualify, the person that warned me you were coming told me what your capable of."

"In other words you've become the plants, and my owns helper.. Nothing like the mindless drones, but kept on a short leash..."

She walked to another tree with a branch above him. Making the fruit grow on branches grow heavy, and ripe. Making sure they fell on his shoulders.

"I couldn't stand that sound. Take care of it, and I'll give you your own space.." Andy was reluctant to pick them up and she glared. "Nothing is optional.... Eat."

Once again he followed her orders. Oddly enough he enjoyed every bite, better than anything he could have pulled out of the fridge at home or even from the Inner Circle's private chef. When it was over his hands were sticky, and there was a bed made from leaves, and vines.

Look at the detail- What am I doing? I'm a prisoner not a resident.  This isn't a retreat. It'll be a hell.

"When you wake up find me Andrew... We'll find exactly what you'll carry out each day. So you'll never know to expect.."

It went without saying he didn't sleep well. If Lauren didn't dampen their connection she would known what was wrong, the distress but she wouldn't have a clue about her little brothers situation. HQ Lorna was racked with worry, with the mental picture of plants coming from his corpse.

Esme was filled with guilt, as Reeva Payge tried to salvage her plans, and calm them.