I never created Superman TAS.
One scowl formed on Reverend Amos Howell's face as soon as a dark creature showed up by a Smallville road. He turned to Supergirl.
''I guess we won't get to eat lunch,'' he muttered. Amos thought Supergirl smiled.
''I'll defeat the creature in a minute,'' Supergirl said.
''This should be good.''
Supergirl frowned and stuck her tongue out. After she flew to the enemy, she kicked its shoulder and viewed it wincing. There was another kick from her. Then two punches. Heat vision wasn't needed. She cried out the minute the creature scratched her arm.
Supergirl began to shut her eyes before she collapsed.
Worry appeared in Reverend Amos Howell's eyes. He ran to Supergirl and was careful as he held her. Scowling, he watched as the creature fled. Amos vowed to locate the creature and avenge his daughter. She remained his top priority. His eyes were on Supergirl again. He shook his head in disbelief.
Supergirl opened her eyes at a snail's pace. ''I'm going to be fine,'' she said to Amos.
The preacher smiled with Supergirl for a few seconds.
''At least you almost defeated the creature in a minute.''
There was another frown from Supergirl.
THE END