The New Face in Town

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to DC or Marvel. I own Farrah/Persiana and Leon/Crisis.

Author's Note: This is a side fic before Chapter 6 of the main Persiana Arc.

Chapter 1: A Super-man

A white-haired were-lioness was busy perched on a rail, looking out onto the stars. Her name is Farrah Willows, the heroine dubbed Persiana. Since having fallen from a bridge and meeting the Justice League, she has grown quite accustomed to them, even telling them about the circumstances from her world. She did not want sympathy; she just wanted to do what was right, and this was it. However, the feline hybrid still had some serious hesitation, even after being invited to stay in Boston by Wonder Woman. Farrah was still a little on edge about the whole arrangement, but she was trying to make the best of her situation. She was invited, and had not been an intrusion to the Amazon's territory.

Just then, her heightened senses picked up something. Her ears twitched and she could smell someone close. Staying perfectly balanced, she went to all fours and turned to the direction the sound came.

It was coming from a black haired man with red and blue, and a red 'S' on a yellow shield. Farrah remembered him as Superman.

The Last Son of Krypton asked,

"How are you adjusting to this world?"

Farrah smiled,

"Well, it's different. I've never really been to space."

She sat back down, perched on all fours,

"It's a little unsettling, honestly. I mean, back in my world, I knew everyone and here, it's just a little…disconcerting. All the new scents and everything…I just feel so alien to this world."
She then looked at the Man of Steel,

"No offense."

Clark shook his head,

"None taken. I barely remember my home planet."

Farrah nodded, remembering the story Superman told her about Krypton and how it was blown up because of the people's faith in Brainiac.

An idea came to Superman,

"Persiana, how would you like to meet someone? She's a little younger than you, but she just graduated high school."

Farrah brightened at that,

"That's cool. Who is it?"

Superman explained,

"She's my cousin Kara."

A few minutes later…

Superman, disguised as Clark Kent, and Farrah, disguised with her image inducer, had arrived at the apartment Clark resided in when he was in Metropolis. He said,

"What do you think?"

Farrah looked at him,

"Nothing personal, but do you really trust me that much already?"

Superman smiled,

"I know you're not a bad person. Plus, I get the feeling Kara needs friends more her age."

The were-lioness somersaulted onto a sofa and did a handstand,

"So, when is Kara coming?"

Just then, Farrah's head shot in a direction. Her ears twitching, she could hear someone coming.

The door opened and in stepped a brown haired woman with a backpack and headphones. She looked up and was surprised to see Clark and the white-haired young woman. Kara asked,

"Clark, are you cheating on Lois?"

Superman shot his cousin an even look,

"Kara, this is a friend of mine. Her name is Farrah."
Farrah stood up from her handstand and studied Kara,

"Nice wig."

Kara blushed, surprised,

"How did you know?"

Farrah touched her collar and deactivated her image inducer, revealing her true form. The blonde was stunned,

"Whoa! Is all that real fur?"

Persiana nodded,

"Yep."

Kara put her back pack down and shook her head, surprised. She walked around the were-lioness, studying her carefully,

"You're a giant cat!"

Farrah smiled sheepishly,

"It's not as pretty as it seems. It takes constant grooming."

Superman then got a radio transmission,

"The League needs me back in the Tower. Kara, can you show Farrah around Metropolis for a while?"

Kara shrugged,

"Sure."

With that, Superman left.

Persiana pounced on the couch and sighed,

"Having a fur coat isn't as glamorous as it sounds."
She whispered something to Kara that made the blonde's jaw drop,

"You do NOT!"

Farrah nodded,

"Yep. Believe me; shedding is one of the worst things about having all this fur."

Supergirl could see a tear trickle down her new friend's cheek. She surmised,

"Let me guess; someone did this to you, didn't they?"

Farrah nodded solemnly,

"My mother. She and I aren't on speaking terms anymore."
Kara nodded,

"I can imagine."

She snapped her fingers,

"I'll tell ya what, I know this place that has great ice cream."

Farrah brightened at that,

"Cool! Let's go! And, have I got stories to tell you!"

Later…

After getting into their respective secret identities, Kara and Farrah had walked several blocks to an ice cream parlor. As they sat, Farrah talked about her world, and explained some of the events that happened to end up where she was currently. Kara was surprised, and also related some of her experiences in this world as well. The two were currently sharing a laugh about a similar hero in their respective worlds. Kara nearly spat out her spoon,

"A purple archer?"

Farrah swallowed a cherry, nodding,

"Yep. His name's Hawkeye. Don't let the costume fool ya. He's straight."

She playfully thought for a moment,

"Even with a big 'H' stamped on his forehead."
Kara laughed,

"Oh, that is so funny. You know, I can see Green Arrow like that."
Farrah grinned,

"Yeah, but he would have to change his name. I mean, how can you be called Green Arrow if you're all purple?"
The Kryptonian super heroine continued laughing, then asked,

"What about cute guys in your world?"

Farrah smirked,

"Well, there's Johnny Storm. You don't want to date him, trust me. He goes through women like popcorn. Then, there's Peter. He's Spider-man. Trust me; he may have the powers of a spider, but he has such a defined body…"
She whispered something to Kara, to which, she shot her friend a very confused look,

"There is no way that is possible."

Farrah looked at her friend,

"Believe me, if you're that flexible, it is. I would know, since I was able to do it to my boyfriend."

Farrah deliberately stopped at that. She shook her head,

"Sorry, I was just remembering my first boyfriend."

Kara asked,

"What was he like?"

Farrah wiped a tear away,

"His name is Leon, but, when he was on the Avengers, he had the codename Crisis. He was as strong as Superman, but he had problems with his precognition. He could see the future, and it was all death and destruction. Leon was one of the first people to truly care about me after my mother experimented on me. He sacrificed himself to save me."

The disguised Supergirl shook her head in sympathy. Add to the fact of how Farrah had arrived, it was clear to Kara that the were-lioness was just starting to put the pieces of life back together. She decided to change the subject,

"So, any other cute guys I should know about?"

Farrah smiled, knowing what her new friend was trying to do and nodded,

"There's Simon Williams, Wonder Man."

The blonde heroine asked,

"Is he like the male version of Wonder Woman?"

Persiana broke out in laughter. She shook her head,

"No, nothing like that. He's been an Avenger for a very long time. He doesn't age because he's made of energy. He's next to immortal, and happens to be a very successful actor."

Kara's grin widened,

"Seriously? Please tell me he's single."

Farrah nodded,

"Last I checked, although I have been gone for a while. I think he and Carol were seeing each other."
The feline's mood darkened,

"Carol, the man stealing, blonde Barbie bitch. I hate her so much!"

Kara asked,

"Why?"
Farrah growled,

"Since Leon had joined the Avengers, Carol has been after him. I swear, she has more plastic accessories than Barbie. She's like Pam Anderson, but with super powers."

Kara was about to eat another spoonful of ice cream when her super hearing detected something,

"There's a bank robbery."

Farrah turned, her ears twitching,

"I hear it too."

Kara looked at her,

"Well, let's go and be heroes."

Next Chapter:

Persiana and Supergirl's ice cream is interrupted by Toyman!

AN: Leon/Crisis is an OC character that existed in the Marvel section of the Persiana-verse. He has super strength, invulnerability, super speed, launches white energy from his hands, and has precognition. He could control what he saw up to five seconds in the future, but has had bouts where he has had uncontrollable visions that are often mysterious in onto themselves. It was unclear if he knew about Civil War, or knew who was responsible.