Making a deal with the devil. That is what some would call it anyways. But her? No she thought differently.

No she didn't make a deal with the devil. No she had made a deal with a savior. A savior that didn't wear white.

The black speedster. That was what she liked to call him. A man with extraordinary powers much like another.

A savior that had presented to her an opportunity of a lifetime. An opportunity she would grasp with both hands holding it tight never looking back.

An opportunity to be reunited with the one that she had lost. The man that she watches silently sleep by her side running her hand through his hair.

Her lost love now reborn once again thanks to a second chance. A second chance to be with him once again.

A chance that she could remember like it was yesterday….

Clutching the large black duffle bag easily around her shoulder keeping her head tucked deep into the hood covering her face despite a strand of her long brunette hair occasionally sneaking its way out moving silently through the darkness with only the sound of her heels clanging against the pavement giving away her location ignoring the constant stream of water coming down from the sky drenching her clothes reaching her desired destination reaching into her pocket to grab a hold of a key without any hesitation reaching out a mysterious hooded woman unlocks a padlock attached to a latch on a sliding door before slowly she slides the door to the side just enough for her to push herself through only to slide the door closed behind her.

A sliding door that instantly gets latched with numerous locks as though it was automatic before with a sigh the hooded woman makes her way over towards a nearby table and discards the bag across her shoulder down into the center of the table with a noticeable thud.

A thud followed by the sound of a zipper being unzipped as the large black bag's zipper is undone revealing stacks and stacks of money within that starts to overflow out of the bag.

Money that the mysterious woman looks down towards with a small grin coming across her face from underneath her hood.

Her latest score. An easy feat. Especially for her. A simple plan. Go over the blueprints of the bank. Blast her way through the walls of the building towards the prize stored away in the vault just waiting to be taken.

A prize that she stares at now. Over five million dollars in cash. A notable feat that she could now add to her achievements.

But an achievement that had been too easy. So easy for her to make her way through the bank. So easy for her to snatch the money with no resistance in her way.

A pity she thought. She at least hoped the chance to face off with him. The hero of Central City. The masked hero known as The Flash.

A hero that had appeared in the city two years ago. A hero that had made a name for himself by battling against what was now to be called meta humans.

Groups of men and women that had been infected by an accident. The accident she liked to call it. An accident that had affected her as well.

Had given her gifts that she could only dream of. Have made her stronger. Made her faster. Made her almost feel invincible.

But they couldn't give her back him. The one that she truly misses. Her long lost love. A man that she had watched sail away to never return again.

A man that she would be lying if she didn't say wasn't always on her mind. Always thinking about him no matter what she did.

A man that now as his image comes into her head slowly she flips the hood over her shoulder revealing a pair of piercing green eyes staring angrily down towards the duffle bag before her head bows down to look towards the ground.

A beautiful woman. A woman that many knew by name in countless cities. Laurel Lance. The daughter of Quentin and Dinah Lance.

Once known to be one of the crown jewels of Starling City. One half of what was known as The Golden Couple.

A half that had been split one day. A day she would never forget. The day she had watched him sail away.

Oliver Queen. Her boyfriend. Her everything. A man that she knew inside and out just like he did her. A man that she had prayed everything single day to everyone she could for his safe return home.

Faith that as it was mocking her sent another back instead. Sent back his father. A man that she had questioned.

Questioned about what had happened. Questions she had gotten half ass answers too. Answers that would lead her to leave.

Leave the city to never return until she was ready. Ready to get the answers she desperately wanted. Answers she would receive a couple of months later when the unexpected had happened.

Her gifts. The accident that had given her the means to get what she wanted. And she knew where to go.

A place that none would have thought the great Robert Queen would find himself in. Iron Heights Prison.

The place for only the worst and she knew why. He had returned as something else from the island. Something….new.

An emerald archer. An vigilante that had been taking out so many of the high rollers in Starling City. Some of the rich and powerful as though he was some kind of Robin Hood.

But this Robin Hood would answer to her. And he did. He had answered her during his final moments when she had stormed the gates with a selective group looking to break their comrades out of prison.

A moment that would never be forgotten. Never be forgotten as the day Black Siren had been born. A side of her that didn't care for mercy.

Didn't care about doing the right thing. Didn't care if the world burned. A alter side of herself that has made a name for herself through this last year becoming one of the most feared woman in Central City.

Shaking her head ridding herself of the images that are threatening to break through snatching a wad of hundred dollar bills in a sudden move Siren smashes the wad down onto the table with a noticeable thud that echoes off the walls before taking a long deep breathe she reaches back into the bag intending to grab a hold of another stack.

" Impressive."

Suddenly snapping around as she finds an unknown man dressed entirely in black looking all around the inside of her base paying her no mind what's so ever sending a piercing look his way that would freeze any in their tracks feeling her hands clutching into tight fists with her eyes never leaving his form Siren takes a step forward with every intention in mind to use her special gift at even the slightest movement that she didn't like coming from the unknown figure.

" Who the fuck are you!? How the hell did you get in here!?"

Unable to keep her face from hardening just by the slight twinge of his lips curling upward that she instantly wanted nothing more than to slap from his face as she sees his face turning to look over in her direction without giving him any ground Siren locks eyes with the unknown man.

A moment that she can't help but feel for the very first time a chill. A chill that goes straight up and down her spine.

This chill from being under his gaze. From seeing this almost sinister smile across his face.

" My name is not important but if you insist you may call me….Zoom."

Zoom? A name that she didn't recognize. Not as a criminal from Central City. Not from Starling City. In fact she never even heard of him.

A new face looking to make a name for himself in the criminal underworld was her first impression but there was something.

Something that told her otherwise. This man should be known. But what for?

" What do you want?"

A question that as soon as it escapes her lips sends another chill up and down her spine when she sees that sinister smile once again returning to his face.

This chill that she has never felt before. Not when she had lost her father at a young age. Not when she had lost her boyfriend.

No this was different. This was something….sinister. Something truly evil.

" That is quite simple. I'm in need of a general."

Now that was unexpected. So unexpected that she can't keep the look of shock from coming across her face for the briefest of seconds.

But long enough for him to see it. Just long enough for his smile to widen before he turns away to look once again around her base.

Her base of operations. A place that she has called home for over a year. Her personal own command center.

Multiple weapons of different variety from automatic weapons to pistols that could supply a small army hanging up on the far end wall.

A few computers nearby with numerous codes racing across the screens. Codes that could be decoded by her with ease coming from a few of her assiscoates throwing her some interesting leads for her next score.

A makeshift bed of nothing but a mattress laying on the other end of the room with nothing more than a small light over hanging it.

" An experienced general to help do my bidding. I'm going to be leading a selected group of men and women into another dimension.

You would be doing me a great service of agreeing to help me to my latest conquest."

Conquest? Just what the fuck is he talking about?

" And why would i do that? What's in it for me?"

Only seeing that damn sinister smile come back to his face as she sees him eyeing a particular item resting down on a nearby table unable to keep her eyes from widening slightly remaining glued to her spot Siren watches Zoom slowly make his way over towards a nearby table and gently retrieve a small object resting on top.

An object that is considered to be her most prized possession. A photograph. A simple photograph to some.

But to her? It was different. This was the last photo that ever showed her happiness. A photo of her and Oliver in a loving embrace smiling up towards the camera.

A moment she would treasure forever. Forever cherish as they sat inside of the photo booth getting picture after picture taken of them before he would whisper one thing into her ear.

Something she longed to hear after dating him for so many years. Will you marry me?

Snapping out of her thoughts as she sees Zoom looking down towards the picture with what she swore to be his facial features softening slowly Siren watches him place the photo gently back down to where it had once been.

" How would you like to have him back?"

Instantly as her eyes go as wide as saucers just as quick as they go wide they turn back to normal only for her facial features to harden drastically.

" Don't! Don't you dare lie to me! I should kill you where you stand!"

Seeing to her surprise his facial features shift to remorse for a split second slowly Siren watches Zoom turn to look towards her.

" That is where you are wrong Ms Lance. I can do this for you."

Unable to help but feel a small ounce of hope to radiate through her from just how serious his face looks pushing that hope to the side Siren keeps her eyes locked on his own.

" How?"

" I'm what you can call a speedster. The fastest amongst dimensions. I will not bore you on the details but i will tell you this. I have the power to change things. To change one's destiny."

Feeling that spark of hope once again coming back to the forefront of her chest feeling her eyes getting watery blinking away the tears as soon as they appear breaking off eye contact Siren snaps her head away to look down towards the ground.

" How would you like to wake up in the arms of your lost love thinking all of this was just a dream? I can give you this. All i ask in return is for your assistance."

Unable to believe what she is hearing feeling as though her heart is about to burst from her chest not even bothering to suppress the lone tear that escapes her eye and trickle down her cheek to the ground so silently as though it was a faint whisper Siren whispers out.

" You can bring him back? Really back."

Nodding his head silently making his way across the room reaching out gently Zoom lays his hand down on Siren's shoulder.

" I can and I will. The side effects you will endure, I believe will be all worth it in the end."

Seeing her eyes shifting up to his own with a look of confusion gently Zoom squeezes her shoulder.

" I can save him but i can't predict the future. You could wake up without your amazing gifts but you may not as well. The future is never set. We set the future as i always say."

Blinking away the tears that start to trickle down her cheeks taking a step back away from his reach with a look of determination coming across her face instantly Siren locks eyes with Zoom.

" When do we leave?"

Well this is disappointing. Nothing has changed.

And she was right. Everything was still like how she remembered. This alternate version of the city she has called home for the past two years.

Only this time things were different. A change of fates. She had died. This world's Laurel Lance. Her doppleganger that had taken the form of the hero known as The Black Canary.

An amazing woman from what she had seen. A woman to be proud of. But as for this world's Oliver Queen?

Well she had another opinion of him. A man that disgusted her. A man that was nothing like her Oliver.

A man from everything she has read couldn't be trusted. From reports of cheating on her doppleganger on more than one occasion.

From how this world's Oliver Queen thought more with his dick than his actually head. The head that truly mattered.

A man that if she had the time she would beat down herself. But her priorities laid elsewhere. The stakes were too high.

The stakes leading to something she couldn't only dream of. A second chance. A second chance to have her Oliver back.

Stakes that she would meet as she has kept up her end of the bargain so far. She has come through to a different dimension.

For what purpose she didn't know. It was clearly not to take over this dimension. No he didn't seem the type.

He may have spoken the words to the army he assembled but his eyes told a different story. Told of a different goal that he had in mind.

A goal she really couldn't care less about. If him succeeding meant she would have her Oliver back then so be it.

A mindset that she has now as she casually walks through the sidewalks of Central City. Walks through the sidewalks with an objective given to her.

Distract him. Distract the hero of Central City. Her old nemesis The Flash. A nemesis that was very different in this time.

He was weak. That was her opinion. A hero that depended too much on others. An weakness she would exploit on this night.

A weakness that she could make sure was the last mistake her ever made. But she couldn't. Zoom had instructed her carefully to not kill him. Mame him but not kill.

Something she didn't understand but choose to obey. If it would get Oliver back then so be it. She would follow his rules for now.

An objective that has led her to this point. Looking around familiar grounds just looking for the perfect target.

The perfect beacon to call this hero to her. And there it was. A large building. What looked to be an apartment complex.

A complex that would not stand for long. A thought that makes her lips curl upward as she turns to face the building head on before instantly she takes a step forward screaming at the top of her lungs unleashing something that had been feared in her world.

What was to be known as The Siren's Cry. A super sonic scream that has turned buildings into nothing but rubble.

Has caused bones to be crushed into nothing but dust. A truly deadly move. One that would always send others running when the sound of her scream was heard.

A scream that now echoes through the air only to be heard faintly as the sound of the apartment complex coming crashing down echoes through the air engulfing the sky in a whirlwind of dust.

Dust that slowly evaporates revealing a devastating result that brings a smile to Siren's face. The scene of chaos.

The building in rumble as though it had just been demolished by professionals. A true professional like herself.

A professional that can't help but admire her handy work just waiting. Just waiting for the slightest sign of the masked hero.

A masked hero that if the gust of sudden wind coming from behind her that causes her long brunette hair to flow through the wind freely was any indication has just arrived on schedule.

This masked hero that as she turns to look his way she can't help but feel a surge of satisfaction to run through her.

She had been right about a couple of things. Right at what to expect from the heroes of this world. He was looking at her in total shock.

Looking at her as though he was seeing a ghost. A ghost of her doppleganger. A woman that she hoped would rest in peace forever.

A man that at first glance doesn't impress her even in the slightest. A man that was nothing like her world's nemesis.

This man was weak. His face was a big giveaway. A man that didn't look like a seasoned fighter like her counterpart.

No this one didn't even look like he could grow a mustache if he wanted to. Such a pity. No challenge whatsoever.

But it was made clear to her. Don't kill him. Mame him. Embarrass him but not kill. Even if he made it so easy for her.

" It's Laurel Lance."

Yet another thing she was correct about. He truly did rely on others. The evidence just presented itself to her in the form of what she guessed to be a hidden microphone in his mask's ear.

Yet another disappointment to her on this night.

" Laurel?"

Unable to help the chuckle that escapes her lips keeping her eyes locked on the masked hero slowly Siren starts to circle around The Flash that as quickly as she does so she can't help but feel amused from seeing him mimicking her actions trying to put on a brave face.

But she could see through it. The uncertainty. The slight fear in his eyes. Nothing like her counterpart that fought with so much passion.

Passion that is non existent in his eyes. But she had an idea how to make some appear. She would have to disgrace someone that he had cared about.

" Laurel Lance is dead. On this Earth anyways. Poor Black Canary. Bye bye birdie."

And there it was. A spark. A spark of anger. Well it was at least a start.

" So….what do i call you?"

" You can call me, Black Siren. Zoom mentioned that you might be showing up."

" Well if he told you what, I can do you should look more afraid."

Unable to contain it instantly Siren bursts out laughing causing her to see a shift in his facial features. A shift from what she knew to be his fake brave smile to shock.

" Oh i'm shaking in my heels. Tell me does your mommy still dress you too? Oh that's right she's dead."

Instantly as she sees his mask morph into nothing but pure fury not even bothering to hide the smirk that comes across her face slowly Siren continues to circle around The Flash before she comes to a stop when she sees him stopping to face her head on with his hands clutching into tight fists by his sides.

" Tell me why did you take down Mercury Labs?"

Her first conquest of this world. An conquest that had happened the night before. A simple lab known throughout the city.

A lab that she had visited once before on her world. But this world? She took pleasure in watching it fall.

Shrugging casually at his question getting an instant reaction from him in the form of his piercing gaze only intensifying feeling her smirk only widening Siren tilts her head slightly to the side.

" Because i like to watch things crumble and fall. Guess what? Your next red."

Without giving him a chance to react instantly Siren steps forward unleashing a minor fraction of her Siren's Cry sending him flying off his feet only to watch with small satisfaction as he lands back first with a thud.

A thud that she waits no time in sending another Siren Cry his way causing him to instantly reach up and cover his ears.

An opening that presents itself as she slowly stalks over towards him before as fast as lighting right when she stops screaming rearing back she sends a well placed kick that lands clean against his face causing his head to snap back to the ground.

Snap back before she delivers a vicious kick to his exposed side causing him to roll away dragging his back across the pavement from the sere force behind the kick.

A kick that she swore she could have heard a crack once her heel made contact with his side as she sees him clutching his side with his face revealing he was in agonizing pain before she stalks her way over.

Stalks her way over finding him making it up to one knee throwing some kind of weak ill advised haymaker that she blocks with ease before she lands a vicious punch followed quickly by a backhand sending him spinning back to the pavement face first.

Face first only for his head to be smashed back into the pavement just as he starts to rise up from the bottom of her heels as she slowly digs her heel deep within the middle of his back.

Grinding hearing the sound of muffled screams to escape his lips. Just another sign that makes her shake her head internally.

This hero is truly weak. Hell she hadn't broken a sweat. At least The Flash from her world would give her some good fights.

But this one? This one was like a piece of gum that was in desperate need to be scrapped away from the bottom of her heel.

Gum that she twists and twists now listening to the sound of his screams starting to get louder before a bright light catches her attention.

A light that she has no chance to react to until it is too late when she feels the hard end of a hood coming from an approaching vehicle hit her dead on in the stomach before she feels herself soaring through the air and land back first down hard on the pavement with a thud.

A thud with the faintest of a snapping sound being hidden underneath. A snap that she instantly knew to be at least a couple of fractured ribs if the pain in her chest was any indication.

This pain that makes her hand almost immediately come to clutch the origin of pain. This pain that only gets greater as she slowly sits up gritting her teeth along the way seeing the same light not too far away.

A light she can't help but look up at only to find her suspicions to be proven correct. It had been a car that had hit her.

The very same car that sits a distance away with it's motor still running as some unknown figure assists The Flash into the passenger's seat.

A figure that as she sees emerge back into the driver's seat and rear back on the engine causing it to roar through the air makes an intense glare come across her face.

A glare that only intensifies as though her body was reacting on it's own makes her rise up to her feet with her free hand clutching into a tight fist by her side causing her knuckles to turn white.

White as a ghost until before she knows it blood starts to trickle down her palm to the pavement just from the sheer pressure of her nails digging into her skin.

A sight that she sees out of the corner of her eye that makes if looks could kill have this annoying like cockroach dead ten times over before as she sees the car coming back towards her at blazing speed she decides to grant.

Blazing speed with the light getting closer and closer before she steps forward unleashing a massive Siren Cry causing the car to come to a sudden halt from the sonic wave hitting it from the opposite direction completely bending the hood in and shatter the windshield with ease.

A sight she doesn't waste any time in celebrating as she slowly limps over towards the driver's side finding the driver dazed with blood dripping down from his forehead as piece of broken glass cover his body while on the other side The Flash isn't worst to where.

A driver that she sends flying when she rips the driver's side door off with ease ignoring the pain ripping through her side before she sends him flying through the air face first to the pavement before she stalks over towards him.

Seeing the mysterious savior trying desperately to make it up to his knees rearing back instantly Siren sends a vicious kick to the unknown man's stomach causing a scream of pain to come from the man that she guessed to be in his early twenties at best.

Pain she would have relished in hearing all night long. But not tonight. Not after the pain he had brought her.

Pain she would return in ten fold as she lands another kick back into his stomach only to hear his gasping for breath.

A gasp that as she hears makes her glance back over towards the wrecked vehicle to find The Flash crawling over the seats clutching his arm to his chest.

A sign that maybe there was a piece of her old counterpart in this hero after all. In fact she wanted to see him.

See it so much that she delivers another vicious kick into the young man's stomach causing him to crumble down to the pavement gasping for breath.

" That's what you get for playing hero you little shit."

Continuing her onslaught in kicking the downed young man repeatedly into his side after a few kicks kneeling down next to him reaching out Siren grabs a fist full of the young man's hair and rips his head up from the pavement causing a scream of pain to echo through the air.

" Having fun hero?"

" Wally!?"

Feeling her lips curling upright underneath her cold gaze glancing over her shoulder finding The Flash dropping out of the open driver's side and down to the pavement with her smile only widening Siren looks back over towards Wally.

" Well Wally. I'm afraid your date with destiny is canceled."

With lighting fast speed rearing back Siren sends a vicious punch directly into Wally's face completely shattering his nose upon impact sending a stream of blood flying through the air onto the pavement before throwing all of her strength into it she slams his head back down into the pavement and rolls him over.

Without breaking her stride as she mounts on top of him rearing back Siren sends vicious punch down one after another.

Punches that continue to land clean against their attended target straying the pavement with even more of his blood.

Spraying her cloak with even more of his blood as her fists start to give covered in his blood that drip down from her black gloves.

Blood that drips down from his blood covered face like a broken fossette. His face that starts to become unrecognizable after just a couple more punches as she watches his body spasm before slowly she rises up to her feet towering over him.

Looking down towards him with some satisfaction before she rises up to her feet towering over the fallen hero with a satisfied smile coming across her face.

A smile that vanishes when she glances back over towards The Flash finding him looking over towards them with tears running down his cheeks as his eyes remain glued to the man laying at her feet.

Eyes that suddenly turn to look up towards her with nothing but fury. Fury that she can't help but smile at as she steps over the fallen Wally looking him dead in the eyes.

" See you around boy scout."

Without even paying him a second glance turning on her heels with a noticeable limp in her step slowly Siren walks away from the scene and disappears into the darkness.