Shield

Nineteen

"Are we really doing this?" Izzie asked as they walked to the group. It was time for her to find herself. Figure out what happens. But also stop her older self.

"I'll be with you, I can mimic any power I've seen so the older you won't be able to see me while I'm invisible." Izzie nodded walking into the den. Iris and Cisco turned to them.

"Take this," Cisco handed her a syringe with glowing blue liquid in it. "It's a meta human cure, use it on the older you."

"Cure?" She asked.

"In your time I make it with Caitlin. We actually agreed that it wouldn't be used as a weapon but...we don't have a choice now." Izzie nodded and put it in her back pocket. "Finn will be there to protect you or bring you back,"

"Then what?"

"Finn will open a breach for Cisco when it's ready and vine what happen to you. Arm you for the past to stop you."Iris stepped up and wrapped her arms around Izzie. "Then you'll go home."

"Hopefully stop whatever happens." She said. Izzie backpack and looked at Finn. He put his hand out and she put her hand in his. He opened a breach and together they stepped through, coming through the other end in a warm down wear house she recognized. She fought in it not to long before reality changed. She touched her still healing lip. It had mostly scared over but it was still sore.

"I've been here..." Izzie removed her hand from Finns and looked around. "I fought here not to long ago," She wondered why her olderself dicided here was the best place to be. Outskirts of the city, yes, but not exactly hidden. She had no real emotional tie to it at least not as far in her life. The only connection she has is the fight. The fight she won and walked out with brusies and a busted lip.

"You do know that what she retains," Izzie turned to the sound of her voice. She watched as a older version of her walked in a fitted dark red suit jacket, black leather pants, and lightly heeled botts that reached mid though. Leather red cuffs on her wist as read engery much like her force field reacted on her hands. "I remember." The energy on her intensified as her eyes in turn started to glow red. "I can't kill me... but him...I'd be happy to get rid of."

"Wait!" Izzie stopped infront of him.

"Izzie no-"

"Shut up Finn," Izzie said with gritted teeth. She looked up at the older version of herself. "Why are you like this. I would never hurt innocent people-"

"Innocent?" Izzie laughed. "No one is really innocent," She started to walk around Finn and Izzie. Izzie near stopped guarding Finn. "Ryan was innocent. Nikki was innocent. Mom and dad where innocent. You'll find out soon enough that this city is just a poisionous as Star City."

"No it's not," Izzie laughed at her older self creating a clear anger on future herself. "Some people. Like the Harrison Wells that caused the explosion who wasn't the real Harrison. Like the man who killed my baby brother and yes like the gang members that killed the boy I loved." Izzie stepped forward. "But that doesn't mean we call the shot of who lives and dies. We don't let other kids loose their parents. We don't the them loose their siblings. We help and protect them. We leave the punishment upto karma as they sit in a five by five cell in Iron Hights."

"So we suffer? Watch as everyone around us die? Or get hurt?" Izzie stepped closer to her younger self a smirk on her lips. "I know how you feel right now, I know how your thinking. That boy there-If you go back...meet his younger self, he'll die too. Then your friends. Anyone you get close to dies." Izzie glanced back at Finn who didn't change his stance. He just shook his head telling her not to listen. "You're so much stronger than you realize Iz."

"Strong enough to kill the man who took us in? Cared for us? Taught us how to use our powers?" Izzie asked. "Barry was innocent. He's the best of us all." She said. Izzie laughed stepping and turning away. Izzie didn't moved as she watched her older self. "Barry Allen and Iris West are the best people I know. If not being with them turns me into you, I'll never leave them." If she had said the words anyother time She might not have believed them. But after seeing Iris now, just fixing the reality with Barry, and seeing what happens when she loses the people she could never admit to actually growing close to she knew her words were truth.

"You'll turn into me no matter what," Izzie watched her older self as she made quick move throwing a forcefield ball filled with red energy sparking through. Her reaction was far to quick putting her force field up stopping the energy watching as the red energy spread along the dome.

"Izzie," Izzie turned too Finn keeping hold of the force field as the red energy seemed to eat through her own shield. "You're going to have to fight harder than ever. Fighting yourself isn't like fighting a big bad. She knows you." Finn said. "Theres something you can do,"

"Dude, whatever this is, is getting really hard to hold please for the sake of our lives spit-it-out," She said quickly.

"Iris said theres one thing you've done as the you now that this Izzie hasn't done. You're energy burst."

"That only happens when I'm angry. Besides she just through energy that eating through my shield. Supergirl could barely damage my shield and she's invincible."

"She's never done it. No matter how angry she's gone she's never done it. Trust your instincts Izzie. Change your future." Finn said. She turned back looking as holes began to form in her shield. She dropped it making the red energy dissolve in the air. Looking at herself she notice a hesitation. Something about her present self worried her. The version of her that stood in red leather and glowing red eyes was trying to hide something from her.

Izzie wondered why she stood down. She'd killed. She'd ruined a city. She even killed hero's she looks up to. Somehow something in the moment facing herself and using her powers against her younger self, Something came through in the moment that she tried to hide. Izzie wondered if what ever was making her future self so evil was holding the good part of her down. Was holding her humanity down and using her.

"I might lose people, I might have to fight more than others but, at least I'm not someones puppet." The older Izzie blinked at her younger self. Stepping forward with a smile Izzie stepped back closer to Finn. She hated that she had to be angry. She hated that whatever happened turned her into a monster so much that Iris pointed a gun at her when she first saw her. She hated that Barry wasn't here. Trust your instincts Izzie. Change your future. Izzie felt her body buzz as all the voices of people who's helped her the past few months came to mind. Seeing the way she was heading wasn't turning her into The Flash, Supergirl, or The Green Arrow. It was turning her into something the defeat.

"Puppet?" Izzie laughed. "More like partners." Izzie watched as her eyes began to glow once again. Before she realized it she put her hand in her back pocket and pulled the syring with the cure and held it to her neck. The glow from her older self faded as she looked at herself threatening to take something away she was just starting to appreciate. "What are you thinking?"

"My powers are gone so are yours. Problem fixed. They're causing me issues anyway-"

"Don't!" Izzie stopped bringing it closer to her neck as she looked at herself panic. She felt a force around her lift her from the ground and pull her close. "You do that even more people will get hurt."

"Not from where I stand." Izzie felt her skin tingle before the energy Caitlin told her to control released. Finn and her older self fell to the floor as she landed on the ground. Older Izzie quickly shot up but was met by her younger self fighting.

Izzie remembered everything she was taught away from Central City. The pain of all her loss that lead her to learning how to fight with a man who took her off the streets. The hope her parents had for her. The reason why she wanted to fight. Barry and Iris became her home. A home she doesn't want to leave anytime soon. She hit her older self and Drew blood then her older self hit back giving her a wound to match. Same fighting styles same minds. A fight that could go on until both are dead Finn stood by hoping the girl he brought back could win.