She knew that finding Kandor wasn't exactly going to be easy, and she knew she was going to get frustrated. That was why she could count on people getting in her way to take out her frustrations. Her fist shot forward, slamming into the face of some species or another from about nineteen galaxies away. He wasn't any match for Kara, and from what she knew, he was with holding information. Apparently he had known, or worked for Zod. That was a place to start. The guy went flying as she sent him rocketing into one of the moons of Jupiter. Why did they always make things harder.
She was about to fly after him, when suddenly she found herself not by Jupiter. Not even in space. Kara's feet were floating five feet above ground, and the shock of it caused her to fall right out of the hair, slamming into the ground with a distinct thud. Not that she was hurt, because she felt more sorry for the ground.
Confused, Kara looked up, pushing herself up into a sitting position with her hands. She looked around, confused, eyebrows furrowing together. Well, it looked like Kansas. But what was she doing here? Climbing to her feet, she dusted the dirt off of her clothes, and looked around. She had landed in a grassy field. There was no one around her at all, minus one person. A tall figure dressed in black and red, looking up at the sign. "What?" she asked herself, before hiking out of the grassy field at a human speed. She was back around humans now. If this was Earth, and it had to Earth.
It took her a few minutes to get toward the woman at a human speed, not wanting to risk it if the woman had spotted her. Shaking off the grass from her knee high red boots as she hit pavement, Kara looked up at the sign, finding herself taken aback. "Lawrence, Kansas?" she said, then looked at the woman. "This is worse than Smallville." she said to herself, looking away. Kara couldn't care less if the woman thought she was insane. On her bag was a backpack, crammed full of clothes and a few odds and ends. "Nice outfit." she commented, though she kept the sarcasm away. Kara had heard of masked heroes or vigilantes, but she'd never met one. Or maybe this person was just really lost, and dressed up for....some weird reason or another.
Looking back a the sign again, she crossed her arms over her chest, a frown forming on her face. "I have no idea how I got here."