Wiccan however in the presence of the massive yet still nervously small woman gave a warm smile.  “Hey no worries you're just on time.”  Wiccan assured Jerry as he stood up next to her.  “Guys this is Jermaine, she's going to be joining us.”  Wiccan told the others with a smile and an arm wrapped around her thick but strong just by feel shoulder.  “Yeah sorry I had to be so vague Jermaine, I was wanting to use a code system so we knew where to meet up.  Ballet was for this restaurant and there were some others.”  Wiccan scratched the back of his neck.  “I mean I'm not sure how our parents would feel about us doing this so I figured better safe than sorry...”

“Because ballet isn't stereotypical of you at all isn't it Billy?”

“Shut up Tommy...”  Wiccan quickly snipped back with.  Sadly all too used to the very sharp tongue of his speedster ally.  “Anyway where was I?  Right, right... basically its nothing fancy, we head out at night.  Fight crime, hang out.  I don't think anyone would ever accuse us of being super organized.”  Wiccan paused for the enviable Speed insult but it didn't come.  Either he was getting too paranoid or Speed is just fucking with him now.

“Anyways... let me introduce you to the others.  My boyfriend Hulkling, Valkyrie, Speed who's a piece of shit...”

“HEY!”

“Enigma, and I'm Wiccan.  Anyways I say enough talk lets head out and see what the city has in store for us tonight...”

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Franklin sighed a bit as he reached into a small pocket that was sewn strategically into his suit so it wouldn't be easily found by just anyone.  He pulled out a photo, seemingly not very old but creased from being folded in half.  Showing Franklin at his 6th birthday party.  Which was ages ago for him but only a year ago in his home reality.  It shows Jack Power posing next to Franklin who was sitting at the table.   Jack looking devilishly gleeful as he had just shoved Franklin's face into the cake.  Which left Franklin with a face full of chocolate cake and vanilla frosting, looking like he was on the verge of tears from embarrassment.  Franklin looked at the picture, and after a brief moment of nostalgia... and the realization he should smack Jack when they find him for that.  He handed the photo to Quentin.

“So Jack is the one on the left.  His about 11 years old, went missing about a week ago when he was last seen hanging out with some superhero named Alraune.  Me and Valeria have tried anything we could about finding out about this lady but outside of a couple other young heroes no one knows anything about it, or even realize she exists.  Now Valeria is suspecting magic at play but personally I just think she's keeping herself well hidden.  Either way he hasn't been seen at all and as someone who not only knows him, but his brother and sisters.  Hell as someone who used to be in their superhero group and maybe some of my only friends.”  Franklin felt a lump in his throat as he had to contain himself.  He found out about what happened very shortly after returning home.  The long journey finally ending and being able to see his parents, his actual parents, again.  Only to find out one of his only friends is missing and no one seemed to even give a damn but him and Valeria.  Franklin had issues he was dealing with and he wasn't about to just stand back.  Not after what his been through.

“I can't just pretend to let this go.  Not that I know now I can do something about it.  So please, help me find him.”