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Black Siren looked amazed that the girl she had just found was able to even stand, considering how injured she was. Yet, she found herself wondering why was she coming back to her. Just let someone take care of her, then move on. That simple.

"Finally. I've always wanted to fight a vigilante." The man that had in his hands fireballs, smirked.

"Too bad for you." Black Siren glared. "I'm not a vigilante." She screamed, using her Siren Cry as the man was sent flying and fell through the window several stories down as he hit the ground hard as Black Siren looked down, sighing in relief. But, the man got back up, groaning as she stared. Clearly, this was not a human.

"You think you can kill me?" The man yelled. "I was given fire by god! By the serpent Xiuhcoatl!"

"Oh, come on!" Black Siren rolled her eyes as the man threw a fireball and she had to run back as some debris fell down from the ceiling. "Damn." She had to find a way to put him down quickly.

Officers surrounded the man but he was throwing fireballs as the squad cars exploded. "You cannot defeat a god!"

"I've seen gods before. And you're not one!" Black Siren snarled as she screamed, sending the man flying as he hit the ground hard and the fire was extinguished. Black Siren neared him and started to pummel him relentlessly. "Nobody messes with me, ever again! Nobody!" She pounded the man into a bloody pulp and was about to finish him off with her Siren Cry as she took a deep breath but stopped herself as she heard applause and cheering from behind her. At first she didn't understand but as she turned around… they were cheering for her. For stopping a maniac from hurting people…

On Earth-2 and on Earth-1, so far, she was shunned and cast out because of being a criminal. A monster. A murderer. Yet, her doppelganger and the doppelganger of the man she loved had given her a chance…

Later that night

Laurel went to check on the girl as she slowly opened her eyes. "Usted me salvo…"

"Hey. I'm not gonna hurt you." Laurel assured the girl.

"Usted me salvo…"

"I don't understand what you're saying." Laurel said.

"She said, "You saved me."" The cop behind her translated, just entering the room as Laurel turned around, startled.

"I'm not looking for trouble. Please."

"Don't worry. You're not in one." The cop said. "Everyone saw what you did today."

Laurel sighed. "It's fine. I was about to leave town anyway."

"Why?" The doctor asked.

Laurel sighed. "You wouldn't understand."

"You're Laurel Lance, right?" The cop asked. "I remember you from the news."

Laurel shook her head. "No. I just have a hell of a resemblance to her." She deadpanned. "My name is Laurel but… not I'm not the one you think." She admitted. "I just came here to make sure the girl's OK."

"Well, "OK" is a relative term." The doctor said. "Physically, she will be fine. But legally… she's an immigrant. Most likely they'll send her back across the border."

"And whoever sent that guy after her… we can't protect her." The cop said. "You've seen what he could do. You on the other hand…"

"No." Laurel shook her head. "I'm… not that kind of person. I'm not a vigilante or whatever you think I am."

"Please, we wouldn't be asking you this if it wasn't important." The cop pleaded.

"Then you asked the wrong person." Laurel said honestly. "I'm sorry but I'm the last person you would turn to for help." She walked past them, leaving the hospital.

Later, Four Seasons Hotel

"So, why come here drinking?" The bartender, a red-haired girl asked.

"I… guess I needed to figure out my next step." Laurel shrugged as she drank her shot of whiskey.

"And you were hoping for some bartender advice?" The woman asked.

"Maybe." Laurel admitted. "I just… for the first time in my life, I'm not sure what to do. There's nothing holding me back anymore and I'm trying to figure out what do I want. I just… maybe a night of sleep on soft bed will help. I've been on the road for weeks, I haven't slept properly."

"I can ask the manager to give you a room for night." The bartender said.

"Thanks." Laurel smiled. "I appreciate it…" She paused.

"Annabelle."

"Laurel."

Laurel and Annabelle opened the room and as Laurel was about to turn on the lights…

"What?" Annabelle asked.

"Someone broke in…" Suddenly, she was hit in the face with a bottle. Annabelle turned on the lights and it was the girl from the hospital as the girl jumped at her.

"No permito que me mates!" The girl yelled in Spanish. (I won't let you kill me!)

"Hey, calm down, calm down!" Annabelle held her from behind.

"You?!" Laurel glared.

Then, the doctor from the hospital, who was treating the girl, showed up from the bathroom. "Oh, hi, Laurel."

"What the hell are you doing here?" Laurel demanded.

"Look, you're the only one I know who can protect her." Doctor Donald Meland pleaded.

"No, forget it, I'm not a babysitter!" Laurel sneered.

Annabelle intervened. "Why would she…"

"Look, Laurel saved mine and her life." Meland said. "And we don't know if whoever sent that creep won't try it again and you managed to beat him."

"No." Laurel snapped. "I'm not doing this, forget it."

"Please." Meland begged. "Officer Layton is working on IDing her and once we find out who she is, we won't bother you anymore. I promise."

Laurel groaned. "Fine. One night. But if I see either of you here in the morning, I'll kill you both myself." She said as Annabelle was wondering if she was kidding but Meland paled, considering he had seen what was she capable of.

As Laurel enjoyed the hot water streaming down her bare skin in the shower, she wiped her face, frustrated. How the hell did she get mixed up in this mess? All she wanted was to start over… a normal life… free of Zoom… free of Adrian Chase… Oliver and her counterpart gave her a chance to start over… but it seems that "normal" was never a luxury she could afford.

Laurel turned off the water and wrapped a towel around her as she left the bathroom and laid down on bed, frustrated.

Who the hell was that girl and why did she follow her? Laurel wondered before pulling out her phone, considering… she could call her counterpart, or Oliver… or Barry… but… no. They might blame her or not trust her to make things right. First, she needed to get to the bottom of this first… but she yawned as she closed her eyes, sleeping in bed. "I wish you had been here, Ollie. I know you're not my… but at least you could tell me what am I supposed to do."

"Where is the girl?" A man in suit demanded in Spanish.

"I don't know." The lackey, a common street thug said. "Some blonde chick took her. And she was able to beat Xiuhcoatl." He showed him a photo as the man narrowed his eyes.

"A doppelganger. Earth-2. Interesting."

"What?" The thug asked, confused.

"None of your concern." The man said. "Don't engage her or try to take the girl. She is above your level, she will kill you without hesitation. This situation requires more… fierce approach."

Author's Note:

So, what do you guys think? Is it good? Is it bad? Should I continue?

Please review and let me know if you have been enjoying this.

And just add the faces to non-canon characters, imagine that the following characters are played by:

Annabelle - Alexandra Daddario

Aracely - Alexa Vega

Meland - Chris Zylka

Layton - Taylor Kitsch