Lorraine sees something very strange to her.  Her curiosity carries her further into the depths of the ocean.  Something is out there and she is determined to find out what it is.

Joan Stanley

The city of Metropolis is that of wonder.  The crime rate is surprisingly low for such a big metropolitan area.  Her work day usually finds excitement in catching the occasional pickpocket or issuing a traffic ticket.  For Joan and everyone else in the city, the true excitement comes from looking up and seeing one of its protectors flying around.

She has glimpsed up at Superwoman.  Sometimes, she wonders if Superwoman ever notices her back.  She has spotted Supergirl.  She has also spotted Powergirl.  They are a trio of super powered beings who have been able to rescue people and animals alike from accidents.  While Lex Luthor has helped pioneer the city into being one of the greatest in the world in terms of research and development, these female protectors serving as inspiration to the rest have taken the city’s breath away, including Joan’s.

As she drives home from another busy day of patrolling, Joan finds herself suddenly having a moment of dilemma.  What becomes of Metropolis if this becomes the norm?  What becomes of her if the Metropolis Police Department find themselves dependent on superheroes?

For Joan, there is always the private sector.  There is always a chance she can do something more exciting or even interesting at LexCorp.  She can develop and improvise with the best of them when it comes to defense.  She can design a pistol that can do more damage than the ones currently on the market.

Currently however, she is simply handing out another parking ticket or stopping a would-be thief.  Joan begins to question her role in Metropolis and society in general.

Queen Zira Of Zetruria

Somehow she survived.  Somehow she was able to convince her greatest and most valiant fighter, Zastia to escape while she still could.  She knew there was no stopping that force.  Doing her best to pick herself up from the pile of fellow Zetrurians lying around her, she suspected her pride had cost her.  She was not about to kneel before anyone.  She was the Queen.  She is alive.  She is still is the Queen.

Looking around and what has become a wasteland of her home, she is now the Queen of a dead world.  The only hope for Zetrurians to ever continue on is to find the correct kind of sentient life elsewhere.  She could only hope that whatever was left of Zastia’s violet power ring could lead her to a new life.

Zira is too anguished to grieve.  She looks up to see a violet light heading her way.  She knows it is not Zastia.  She sees a Star Sapphire Corp member.  Her name is Yrra Cynril.  Both are able to speak the language of the other, but that does not make this communication any easier under the circumstances and emotion.

Yrra surveys the damage.  She sees its once proud Queen looking up at her.  She hears her yelling in her native tongue, what for English speaking Earthlings would be “Where were you!?!?” before seeing the Queen break down.

It is all gone for her.  In case this deadly force returns, Yrra can only take the grieving Queen away to somewhere hopefully more safe.  That place is Zamaron, where the power of passion and love finds its home.