Prologue: Evil Strikes Again
It had only been two years since Charles Roberts, PowerPaws, and the Time Toon Cops defeated Jackson and Morgana in the fight to save President Bert Raccoon and his family. The world was at peace once again. Bentley and Vanessa were finally married, and after that there were three more weddings-Charles and Bunnie, Selena and Snooper, and Fox and Krystal. They all lived happily ever after...or so they thought.
There was an ominous sign that Morgana wasn't finished with Charles and the TTC just yet. At the Neo-Fairlane Mall, where the last battle had taken place, she declared that she would take the unfinished showdown to a whole new level by holding it in one of most unlikely places in the universe: the planet Krypton. Why she had chosen Krypton as the new battleground was a mystery to all the people on Earth. She never told anybody, to ensure that neither Charles nor his friends would find out. But they already knew.
Planet Krypton was Superman's home planet. Years ago, when the planet was about to be destroyed, his parents, Jor-El and Lara, sent him to Earth, knowing that he would be safe. The baby eventually went on to be adopted by a couple in Smallville, and he grew up to be the greatest superhero the world has ever known. But he never knew that his home planet, which was allegedly destroyed as result of a thermonuclear chain reaction deep within the planet's unstable Kryptonite core, was never destroyed. The reason: a false alarm due to an error in the weather reporting system.
Jor-El and Lara were still alive, and so were the residents of the city of Kandor, but seeing that that sent their only son away, they felt very lonely. Time passed by, and a mysterious rocket crashed into their home. When they found it, they looked inside and saw the most odd-looking infant they had ever seen. It had pink skin, with brown spots on it. On its head were what looked to them like teats of a cow's udder, except that they never squirted milk. Its arms were robot-like (with clamps for hands), had robotic ears with straight antennae, and its entire body was covered in a typical hillbilly-style blue overalls (with a small square patch and a pocket in the front that held two pens) and an office suit with an upturned red-and-black striped tie. At first, they were stunned at the baby's appearance, but then they decided to take the infant in and raise it as their own child. And since it was a boy, they named the infant Kal-El, after their long-gone son.
Many years passed. People on Earth grow old over the years, but the Kryptonians are eternal. For that reason, baby Kal-El never aged. If he had remained on Earth, he would've grown up like the rest of the kids, but still, he was a baby. And still, his loving adoptive parents did all they could to rear him as an Earth-born Kryptonian. However, all that was about to change...
Jor-El and Lara heard from a friend that the evil spirit Morgana was going to have a battle on the planet. And worst of all, she needs alien blood to create her Doomsday Potion, a powerful antidote that could spell the end of the entire universe.
"Kal-El's half-alien," said Lara. "If she finds him, we'll lose him, just as we did with our old son!"
"Don't worry, Lara," said Jor-El. "Morgana won't be getting her hands on Kal-El this time. We'll send him back to Earth-and I know only one way to do it."
He brought out a rocket that little Kal-El arrived in, and prepared to fix it. Lara brought in the sleeping baby and put him in the rocket. Jor-El then wrote a letter and pinned it to the blanket. Lara asked, "We can't lose our little Kal-El, would we?"
"We won't," replied Jor-El confidently. "Wherever on Earth the rocket sends him, he'll be temporarily cared for while we manage to defend our planet. I hope that he will live to see tomorrow." Lara nodded in agreement, and Jor-El began to press a button. The rocket blasted off out of Krypton and into outer space. Jor-El continued, "Goodbye, Kal-El. We send you our love. You'll be back home before you know it."
