How on earth were they going to find a solution when they didn't even know how Bivolo's abilities worked? Just then Dr Wells wheeled in with a grim expression on his face.
"I knew I recognized the name Bivolo. He used to work as a psychologist back in Metropolis."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Cisco asked growing impatient.
"He was constantly in contact with people whose emotions were too much for them to handle. Caitlin, which colour represents anger?" Dr Wells asked as he opened a glass cabinet and began assembling huge spotlights.
"Red, but-" Caitlin trailed off as what Dr Wells was saying all began to make sense. "Are you saying that if we can get multi-coloured light to shine directly at Barry and Oliver's eyes we can snap them out of their rage?"
Dr Wells nodded. "The only problem is actually getting the light to their eyes."
"I think I can help with that." Felicity said as she took out her phone and quickly typed something and hit the send button. Roy and Diggle would be here any minute and she had a pretty good idea of how they'd be able to hold both Barry and Oliver down.
Yasmeen had gone back to her room and showered and was now sitting on the edge of the bed contemplating her new-found skill. Maybe she just needed to accept her new abilities and not try to figure out what they were and just go with it. She was still unsure of what Sapphire had said about her being like Kal-El, whoever that was. As Yasmeen sat there despondently not knowing what to feel there was a slight knock at the door. She slowly crept towards the door and hesitantly held the shiny silver doorknob. The knock came louder now and Yasmeen jumped back involuntarily as she tried to get her heart to stop beating so crazily. Honestly, a murderer wouldn't knock first, she chided herself. She opened the door and saw none other than Razeen.
"You're not supposed to be here until Wednesday!" Surprise coloured her every word.
"You'd think that the expression on your face should be excitement." He was hurt and he couldn't hide it.
"I'm sorry; it's just been a very long day."
"It's all right I actually just need sleep right now too. I'm few rooms down just thought I would pop in to say hi and that I got here earlier than expected." And with that Razeen turned and was already halfway down the corridor before Yasmeen could even tell him to come in for a few minutes.
Well decorum wasn't top priority right now she was exhausted and over-thinking a lot, sleep would the best thing right now.
Meanwhile back at S.T.A.R. Labs Felicity and Cisco were talking Roy and Diggle through a plan of attack. The first thing that needed to be done without question was to get all the civilians out. After that it was a basic game of cat and mouse to try and draw Barry and Oliver outside where Dr Wells would be waiting with the spotlights. Basic game with a few lethal weapons involved but hopefully not too many hiccups along the way.
"Anytime now Roy." Felicity muttered as she anxiously watched Oliver and Diggle tackle each other.
Right on time Roy jumped in and let off a few fire crackers which caused a big enough distraction for Diggle to force both Barry and Oliver out of the door and into the waiting lights. Their pupils dilated and then they were back to normal, stumbling as they came off their rage induced high.
The next morning a very embarrassed and sheepish Barry and Oliver exchanged brief goodbyes before Oliver and his team headed back to Starling. Neither knew it then but it would be a very long time before they saw each other again.
In the meantime Yasmeen and Razeen were picking up coffee from Jitters and she was then to take him to S.T.A.R. Labs as seeing that there was nothing else for them to do. The minute they stepped out of the elevator Cisco was whirling around and the story of what had happened the night before was involuntarily spilled before her realized that Yasmeen had someone with her. Brief introductions were made and soon Cisco and Razeen were talking about all kinds of science phenomena at which point Yasmeen rolled her eyes and decided that she'd leave the two of them alone before she had to listen to one more theory on fourth dimensional space.
Yasmeen decided to make her way down to the metahuman prison to see if she could find out from any of the prisoners information on Shade. Unfortunately the endeavor turned out fruitless and she headed back upstairs with a heavy heart. Yes, Shade was a great teacher but honestly, the cloak of mystery he wrapped around himself was unsettling and the names that Sapphire had mentioned still bounced around Yasmeen's head, a constant reminder that she still had no answers and to some extent, no real purpose.
There was only three days of the holidays left and while Cisco and Caitlin had worked tirelessly to try and find a manageable way for Yasmeen to control her powers they hadn't gotten very far. Her training with Shade had left her a lot more aware of what to do and how not to be zapping through the shadow world while on her jogs during the mandatory PE class. Four more metahumas had been caught in the past two weeks and Central City was looking safer. Yasmeen decided that she would head back to New York, use the couple of days before school started to get herself into a routine.
"I'll be back soon, I promise. I know you probably don't want to hear that but I really need to know what exactly the shadow world is. And hey, maybe next time Barry'll even let me come with to take down a few metahumans." Yasmeen felt sad to be leaving but also relief, she'd be able to try and get a grip on this on her own, without constant testing. Maybe she'd even find a purpose for her supposedly useless powers.
"Hopefully we get the metahuman problem sorted out soon but you're always welcome here. We'll see you soon." Caitlin told her as Yasmeen climbed onto the train; she waved cheerfully as she watched the train pull away. That kid was gonna be okay, she just knew it.
Three hours later as Barry was trying on yet another suit that Cisco had designed his phone rang and the glowing screen identified the call as Yasmeen.
"Missing me already?" He asked. The smile in his voice was met with confusion from the other end of the line. "I'm sorry, is this Barry Allen? There's been an accident and this was the emergency number on this phone. The train that your friend was on was in a collision and she's being rushed to New York General, I don't mean to worry you but it isn't looking good. My name is Daisy, I'm one of the emergency medics, please get here as soon as you can."
Barry quickly relayed the message to Cisco, Caitlin and Dr Wells. As he zoomed toward New York he couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Yasmeen, who was made of an indestructible material, was injured. What kind of a force would be required to hurt her? And who would try such a thing?