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Psychotic

Unity

It took J'onn until the next day to recover enough to want to risk exposure to Jay again. He'd moved only to get into bed, and even that had had to be done with the aid of Flash and a lot of effort at not moving his head. It was with trepidation that he entered Jay's room again the next morning.

Jay was lying back, clearly as comfortable as she could get being strapped down to the bed. Her head snapped up, her eyes flashing purple for a short moment before her more normal honey brown came over. Jay cocked her head to one side and regarded J'onn unsmilingly.

"I apologise for yesterday." Jay said softly, her eyes scouring J'onn for any sign of permanent damage.

J'onn inclined his head. "It is alright. I perhaps should have known better than to intrude."

"We don't mind so much," Jay shrugged. "But Psychotic had a bit of an issue with it."

As soon as Jay said 'Psychotic', J'onn tensed and narrowed his eyes at her.

You are screwing this up. Let me take over!

"That is what we need to discuss." J'onn began in his deep voice. He'd barely finished his sentence before Jay visibly perked up, a sheepish smile spread across her face, and her eyes lightened a shade to a light amber colour.

"Yeah- about Psychotic." Jay gave as much of a shrug as her bonds would allow her. "We kind of have her under control now. She's not hiding any more so we can keep an eye on her. And she's promised to behave!" Jay finished with a hopeful grin.

J'onn frowned at her. "I do not understand."

"Well, the long and short of it is, she's part of us now. No getting rid of her, she's her own person, just like me or … me." Jay shrugged. "But now she's talking to us. We're keeping tabs on her, and she's promised not to do anything stupid anymore."

"How can I guarantee this?" J'onn asked, suspiciously.

Jay got a little nervous. She twitched slightly, then with a slightly panicked grin, she handed the body over.

J'onn watched in trepidation as the amber eyes turned purple, even the whites changing till there were only two lilac flames burning from Jay's eye sockets.

"I am Psychotic." As she said this, her posture straightened. It was neither the submissive slump of one Jay nor the perky bubbliness of the other. This girl, with her flaming eyes and stony features held her head up proudly. "I am informed that I must talk to you."

J'onn stepped forward tentatively. "Is there any guarantee you are safe?" J'onn asked.

Psychotic lifted her chin and regarded J'onn. "There is no guarantee but my word that I can control myself. Jay and… Jay permit me to share this body. That is all I wished for. I have agreed to… behave." Psychotic's beautiful face twisted into a sneer at that last word.

"It is not enough." J'onn answered sternly. "You have already endangered us on the Watchtower, we cannot risk the safety of all who live here."

Psychotic sneered. "If I was truly out of control, do you think I would be lying here, bound like some animal? I am informed that I must earn your trust- I have not yet torn apart this infirmary. That can be your proof!"

"You have a lot of power. But if you threaten the Justice League we will deal with you accordingly." J'onn delivered his ultimatum in a hard monotone, the expression on his face as hard and unyielding as stone. Both Jay's, listening with Psychotic's ears, hardened their resolve.

Psychotic only curled her lip. Her eyes were as hard as J'onn's as they glared at each other. And as J'onn stared unmoving, the colour changed again.

The purple receded, showing the whites of her eyes once more. From the centre of her pupils, brown spilled out, colouring her irises with a swirling mix of honey and amber. Around the iris, a thin luminescent ring of purple remained. The voice with which she spoke next was the most chilling yet.

"We will not be threatened." Three voices spoke in unison, each as hard and unyielding as the next. The Jay's were infused with a courage they'd never felt before- Psychotic's influence no doubt. Psychotic feared nothing.

"We are one. You can trust us all, or you can trust none of us." As they spoke, all three became aware of the truth of this. They were one person. The Jay's were long used to sticking by each other- it was that, or tear themselves apart. Now it seemed Psychotic was included in their fierce loyalty.

"One way or the other, we will get out of here today." As they spoke, the straps holding them down snapped one by one. She levitated off the bed and straightened, hovering in front of J'onn so her multicoloured eyes were level with his. "We give our word that none will come to harm, wherever you see fit to leave us. We give our word that we will obey all your rules and regulations. We can give nothing more. Choose."

J'onn's expression never wavered, though he was frantically thinking. There was no way of restraining her; if he chose to expel her from the watchtower she would be a very dangerous loose cannon. The Founding Seven had already decided the safest place to have her would be on the watchtower, with the restrictions they had already imposed. In her Jay personas, she was relatively safe. Her Psychotic persona seemed now to be co-operating.

J'onn summed this all up and did a very speedy risk calculation. With reluctance, he nodded his head. "You may stay. But you will still be governed by the restrictions we have already placed on you. And you will be watched constantly. Before we were not ready for you, now we will always be prepared. Do not think you can catch us out twice. Should you lose control again, we will take severe measures. This is your last chance."

The Psychotic-Jay girl cocked her head and considered for a moment. Finally, she gave a curt nod. As she did so, the purple faded from her iris, and she floated gently back down to the floor. By the time her feet had touched ground, her eyes were back to a glowing amber and a huge grin was on her face.

"You won't regret this!" Jay said, enthusiastically.

J'onn only turned and went off to nurse his newest headache.