Right.....Wrong.....I don't know

Pridefull halls

To say that Hood was worried was taking it lightly. In front of her stood something that she deemed to be long dead. But this very being seemed to have crawled out of the pits of hell to strike back against her.

She stopped her shaking and after a short second, Hood found her voice back. “How are you-”

“Alive?” Cleveland interrupted Hood and walked a step closer to her. “Oh wouldn’t you like to know?! Pester me enough and then I may or may not tell you.” She put a hand up to her chin. “That could take a while though. And even if, I doubt you would be intelligent enough to get it.” She turned her eyes back to Hood.

Hood was looking extremely worried. In front of her stood a Siren, and actual Siren, not one they made up to use as lies. “How? What? What the fuck?” The only Sirens left in existence were found in captivity after all.

“What?” Cleveland snickered. She bent forward and let her hands stay on her hips. “Surprised to see one of us? Or are you more surprised to specifically meet me?” She wasn’t counting on the second thing but it was worth the question. “Do you perhaps remember me?”

“Who are you? We killed all of you!” Hood screamed and swallowed her fear. She couldn’t believe it. That there was a Siren in front of her simply couldn’t be. “Why come out now you fiend?!”

“Well obviously not.” Cleveland snickered. She leaned back to normal again and looked at her enemy. “Believe me Hood. All the time I have been here in disguise, watching you and everything that transpired here, I wanted to jump onto your back and rip out your heart! But I didn't. I had to wait until the moment was right and now you will lose everything you have built up with your lies! When we are done you will be nothing but a gravestone on a far off graveyard somewhere in Scotland!!"

“At least that explains why Weser was behaving so differently and wasn’t obeying her orders.” Hood spat out and looked at her advisary. She was already disliking her immensely. “Now spit it out! Why are you here and even alive? What is your goal even? We destroyed pretty much anyone of you.”

“That's a trade secret.” Cleveland huffed in a calm voice, she knew her superiority. “But for why, that is simple.” She pointed her scythe at her. “We have some personal business left to finish.”

Cleveland gave Hood a chance to see if she knew what she meant. Belfast forgot her after all but she hoped that Hood's memories were a bit more intact. Although that depended if her brain still worked after the beating she was about to receive. Her tentacles were already twitching for action since Cleveland was looking forward to that part already.

Hood however just looked confused. “Do we know each other? Did I kill one of your clones, Siren?” She genuinely didn’t know when the Siren and she ever met. “You usually aren't some to hold grudges.” Cleveland was just getting even more pissed off from this but remained her passive aggressive sadism.

Cleveland dropped her scythe and erupted into laughter. “Oh you forgot?  Well yes we have some relations. You were there when you killed me after all, but not as a Siren.”

Hood looked confused. “Excuse me what?!” She stood up and took a step back. “I heard about a Siren Cleveland which obviously refers to you but we never met before.”

The area behind the Siren was by now pretty much totally ablaze with no way for Hood to get past the Siren. Not that she would try anyway. She had to take the Siren on headfirst to get any sort of footing. Talking so far actually seemed to work.

“Oh we did meet but I will give you a hint since you seem to have forgotten it. It was two years ago on a fine afternoon where you murdered me.” Cleveland revealed as a hint. She wanted to enjoy seeing Hood suffer helplessly. The Battlecruiser just stared at her.