I never created Superman TAS.
A sudden downpour caused Reverend Amos Howell to glower. He never found anyone for Unity to control prior to rain. He ran to a farm and knocked on the door. Shelter for now. The door opened. A woman appeared.
''Reverend Amos Howell. A traveler. Shelter before the end of the downpour?''
The woman nodded before Reverend Amos Howell stepped into her home. She turned to a man. ''I'm Martha. This is Jonathan.''
A girl appeared before Martha introduced her as Kara.
''Are you hungry? I could make fried chicken,'' Martha said.
Reverend Amos Howell nodded. *Poor nice victims for Unity.*
THE END