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[right]Bełchatów Power Station, Poland[/right]
Every step Ivy took shot waves of agony down her side. The stray bullet had taken her in her shoulder. She had been able to stop the bleeding with her plants. She could even numb the pain a little. But she couldn't heal herself like she could her loves. She's have to dig out the bullet later and stitch the wound closed. But her goal was no yet complete. And she wasn't hurt nearly enough to abandon her promise. She'd destroy the Station. She'd raze it to the ground.

She stopped and lifted her face upwards and inhaled in the polluted air. She couldn't feel the land anymore through the thick concrete. That would have to change.

It wasn't a quick process. Ivy had to feel for her darlings. Had to see which ones were close enough. Check to see which ones had the strength to rip the concrete and buildings apart. There wasn't anything close enough. But there was a faint spark. A seed deep below of an very old tree. A smile crossed her face for the first time in a while. But there were preparations to take. Waking the seed would be a matter of hours. Not minutes. She'd need peace and that meant she had to stall the police coming. 

Ivy grabbed a hold of the local plants and forced them to grow and entangle among themselves creating a thick barrier. When she was satisfied it was complete, Ivy sent as much life from herself that she could spare down to the seed. She lost track of time as she stood there, blocking out all distractions. 

When the woman came back to herself she was hit by the cries of plants. Ivy physically staggered into a wall. The pain of her lovelies was almost more than she could bare.

"[color=1a7b30]No![/color]" Ivy screamed with their pain and rage. "[color=1a7b30]You're burning them![/color]" She scream turned into a feral growl and she reached out. The police were clustered at the gate, trying to burn and hack their way through her barrier. Senseless and uncaring. But she didn't have the strength anymore. Either she raised her seedling, who was resting. Or killed the butchers. 

The choice was one of the hardest she ever had to make. With a sob she turned her attention away from the tortured plants outside and to her seedling. She pushed her life back down into the earth. The seed was tired, exhausted. Just like she was. Still she pressed her life force back into the seed, caressing away it's exhaustion replacing it with strength.

"[color=1a7b30]Grow.[/color]" Ivy whispered, even though the seed couldn't hear her. Or even understand English. "[color=1a7b30]There's light up here. You just have to reach for it.[/color]" 

For long seconds nothing happened. Still Ivy didn't give up. She waited and waited. Then the seed burst into action. Ivy quickly cut the link as the seedling grabbed for more and more life. Instead she directed it up and up with the promise of light and life. 

The ground began to shake so much that standing was impossible. She slid down the wall and ended up in a ungraceful sprawl on the floor. The shaking became much worse and the ground began to crack. Ivy's smile turned full on feral. A wide grin that split her face.

"[color=1a7b30]Grow![/color]" Ivy cried, not even audible to herself as the ground cracked open. A small tendril escaped from the crack. Then another. Then another. The tiny mass clumped itself together and grew. It broadened and lengthened. Limbs spouted and produced leaves. Yet, the sapling was still trapped inside. 

"[color=1a7b30]Grow![/color]" Ivy yelled at the tree. "[color=1a7b30]Grow![/color]"

As if spurred on by her need and words the tree began to press on the roof of the corridor. The building creaked and groaned. Then it gave, showering Ivy with small and larger chunks of ruined building. The woman didn't care. She was too fixated on her new plant. Now free from the small confines to double in size within a minute and it was still growing and tearing.

Ivy grabbed a hold of one of the lower branches and as it grew it took her with it. Soon she was overlooking the Station. Her new tree was spreading it's roots and working on collapsing the station as best as it could. Within a few hours it would be complete. Already there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. 

So Ivy turned her attention to the accosted plants at the front of the station. She reached out and their pain hit her again. She gritted her teeth and push through it. She pushed the last of her strength to her darlings.

[color=1a7b30][i]Hurt them like they hurt you.[/i][/color] Ivy ordered before the world titled sideways and blacked out.