Fawcett City.

Somewhere outside, the freak lightning hits again.  The locals still have a hard time getting used to it, but they also know there is a chance that Mary Marvel is about to be cited in the sky.  Today it is to avert disaster.  It is a passenger jet that was set for Los Angeles, but instead is heading toward a worse fate.  No one on board is sure as to what has caused the airplane to suddenly begin a nosedive, but help is on the way.

Mary “Oh no!”

Mary Marvel has sprung into action.  She flies to the plane and catches it, but the force of the plane is still too much for her to initially control.  She finds herself struggling to maintain control, but suddenly more help arrives.  The other end of the plane is balanced out.  Mary is able to press the front end of the aircraft above her head and she sees her.  Holding up the other end of the passenger jet is one with an emblem identical to the Superwoman Mary has seen on television and the internet.  However, this one is blonde and has a smile that captures Mary immediately.  Mary returns the smile in kind as they help the plane land safely at Fawcett City International Airport.

Mary walks up to her after helping land the plane.

Mary “Thanks for the help.  I’m Mary.”

Supergirl “Mary Marvel?  Hi…I’m Supergirl.  I’m happy to finally meet you.”

The two exchange smiles before Supergirl suddenly takes off for the sky.  Mary looks on in wonder, biting her bottom lip.

Elsewhere in Fawcett City, she sits in her basement scrolling through the internet about what has just occurred.  “Mary Marvel and ‘Supergirl’ save passenger jet.”  She smirks when reading about how none of the pilots are sure what caused the plane to lose control in the first place.  Her name is Georgia Sivana and she knows why.

Georgia “This world has ignored me for too long.  We’ll see how long you can keep this up, Miss Mary Marvel.  And when you fail, it will be I, and my scientific genius that will wow the people of Faw-!”

Georgia is suddenly interrupted from upstairs.

Beautia “Hey sis?  I’m trying to watch my soaps!”

Georgia sneers.  She hates being thought of as the “other sister.”  The “other Sivana.”  Her sister, Beautia is the one with the looks and opportunities for stardom if she so desires.  She is the one who models and attracts so much attention.  And now Mary Marvel is attracting even more attention.  Georgia cannot concern herself with why her sister would turn down an acting gig with Rita Farr.  She cannot concern herself with any decision her sister makes.  She has made her own decision, and that is to bring down the do-gooder that has taken any attention away from her scientific exploits.  She can never bring herself to strike against Beautia, but she can against Mary Marvel.

Coast City.

Carol is on the phone, relaying messages back and forth with others within the company, all interested in what has happened over the skies of Northern Indiana.  The inevitable questions are asked.  Is it terrorism?  Is it a mistake?  What happened?  Then for Carol, another question emerges.

How did this violet ring wind up at her desk?

She looks at and studies it.  It is as if this mysterious ring is calling out to her.