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Psychotic

Panic

Jay let out a scream so blood curdling the few people in the room leapt up from their seats, prepared for battle. Flash watched, concerned, as Jay stepped backwards, as if desperately trying to move away from a nightmare. Just to make sure, Flash checked behind him. Nope, nothing there. He had no idea what she was so frightened of, but there was no denying that she was terrified.

Her eyes were darting from one side to another, unfocussed, her arms raised in front of her, warding off whatever phantom was haunting her. Flash stepped forward as Jay took yet another step back, violently shaking her head.

"No! No! No! No!" She screamed, punctuating each word with an increasingly aggressive shake of her head. To Flash's horror, her eyes took on a violet hue and a few wayward sparks shot from her hands.

"Call J'onn!" Flash snapped at Fire and Ice, who were standing a few steps back, ready to act as soon as they could figure out what was happening. Fire nodded and sprinted for the control room. Flash turned his attention back to Jay just as her entire body was surrounded with magic.

"No! She'll – " Jay shouted, throwing out an arm, hand cocked back as if to halt a train in its tracks. Her other hand curled into a tight fist.

"She won't." Jay ground out, finally focusing her eyes on something just behind Flash. Flash checked. There was just a wall.

Before he could wonder what she was up to, she'd started flying straight towards him, accelerating at speeds that could rival his. At the last moment he shifted out of the way, but turned to follow her course.

She careened headlong into the wall. She was out cold in seconds.

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"I really have no idea, J'onn. I stopped her to talk to her, she never said anything, just got that preoccupied look. Then she started screaming like a maniac and next thing I know she's making close acquaintance with the canteen wall. She made quite the good impression, judging by the size of the dent."

Jay groaned as her consciousness returned. Her head was throbbing to a disco it hadn't invited her to and she could swear she felt the lump growing. She spent a minute contemplating the wisdom of knocking herself out on the wall before she opened her eyes.

Ouch. Please can we not do that again?

Jay snorted agreement.

"She is awake." J'onn's deep voice preceded him into Jay's field of vision. She tried rising to greet him, but found her hands cuffed to the side of the bed. Jay frowned down at the clamps around her wrists.

Well, it makes sense. We're clearly unbalanced, having just tried to kill ourselves.

I didn't try to kill us. I just figured that if we were unconscious she couldn't do anything.

Jay didn't have to clarify to herself who 'she' was.

"I am sorry for the restraints. But until we are sure that you are not a danger to yourself or others, they will have to stay." Jay had to give J'onn credit: he sounded like he was sincerely sorry for the necessity.

"It's ok. I'm kind of glad." Jay assured J'onn, earning herself a puzzled look.

"I would like to discuss this, Jay." J'onn kept his expression open, hoping she'd open the conversation without further prompting.

"Yeah, why did you feel the need to pummel the wall?" Flash interjected.

"Flash. That is not helping." J'onn scolded before Jay could so much as blush. "Perhaps you should leave us alone. I will call you if I need anything."

Flash shot J'onn a frustrated look, before striding out of the room.

"Now perhaps you feel more comfortable." J'onn addressed Jay, turning back to her. He stopped short at the look of intense concentration on her face. Her gaze was no longer focused in the room, her jaw was clenched tightly.

"Jay?" J'onn called, trying to get her attention, to no avail. He watched her for a few more minutes. When there was still no change, he made his decision. His eyes glowed orange as he entered Jay's mind.