I never created DC canon.
Gentleman Ghost approached a Smallville farm before he placed one finger under his invisible features.
''A few valuables for me to steal? Perhaps a lot of valuables,'' he muttered. Gentleman Ghost turned to a handful of cows eating.
He lifted his top hat for a moment. ''Ladies.''
Gentleman Ghost's eyes were wide after he heard a man's voice from within the building.
''WHAT DID YOU DO, KARA?!''
Curiosity was why Gentleman Ghost flew to a window. He looked into a dark bedroom.
A man with waist-length brown hair scowled at a blonde girl.
Gentleman Ghost recognized them as Reverend Amos Howell and Kara. ''I refuse to remember previous battles with them.
Reverend Howell always attacks me with a tentacle from his mouth when I seize valuables or cash.'' He watched while Kara smiled and held one empty bucket.
Amos wore light blue pajamas that were wet with his bed. ''Pour cold water on my bed again and I'll...''
''It was a prank,'' Kara said.
Gentleman Ghost descended and walked through the front door. He smiled and searched for jewelry.
He approached a case containing a few bracelets and reached. His hand phased through glass before he took everything.
Gentleman Ghost heard Reverend Howell as he yelled again. His smile remained as he vanished with jewelry.
THE END