I never created Superman TAS.

Tears formed in Reverend Amos Howell's eyes as soon as he viewed his injured daughter. His eyes were on the barren area where a territorial creature attacked them moments ago. He recalled it striking Supergirl and knocking her down. The tentacle from his mouth contacting the animal and causing it to flee from them.

Amos began to crouch near Supergirl. He remembered his complicated relationship with her. The occasional scowl. One smile.

Amos was gentle as he held Supergirl. Her smile was viewed.

''After everything we went through,'' Amos said.

The preacher's daughter nodded.

Amos smiled through his countless tears.

THE END