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[center][b]Christopher Arthur III[/b][/center]
[center][b]Lost Haven, Maine[/b][/center]
	[color=c0c0c0]“That should be the final touch,”[/color] Chris concluded as he wiped his hands on a towel. The invention that sat before him did not look special at all on the surface: just a chair like you would find at the dentist or a hair salon. But, like most prototypes, what it lacked in flashy looks, it compensated with functionality. Chris had seen some strange things in the last few months. Well, they were stranger things than he was used to. And considering he has fought demons, gods, maniacal scientists, and human supremacist terrorists, that is saying a lot.

	Before the Hounds of Humanity had launched their crusade against metahumans and supernaturals alike, Chris had found his sister depowered and without any memory of every having metahuman abilities. When Chris learned that the metahuman who had crashed the charity event back in Pacific Point had suffered from a similar condition, he initially thought it was just a coincidence.  But after Chris discovered that the Game Genie had no priors before he had launched his invasion of Pacific Point, he knew that something was up.

	Chris immediately looked into these weird occurrences. At first, he could not figure any common ties between the three individuals, other than their memories had been changed. But eventually Chris found a lead when he had stumbled upon a paper written by one of the geniuses, Zaine Black by name, that S.T.R.I.K.E. had swooped up while they were still around. According to Black’s theory on Multiversity, everything in a particular reality vibrated at a frequency unique to that universe. Obviously such a phenomenon occurred only at the submolecular level and as a result could not be observed by the naked eye. Following Black’s hypothesis, Chris detected different vibration frequencies in all three individuals. Concluding that this might be what was causing their symptoms, Chris decided to try to come up with something that would reverse the affects. Since Chris believed that trying to reverse everything at once would be a too drastic procedure and would carry too many risks, he decided to start out small and try to restore only their original memories.

	“I guess I should give this thing a quick spin,” Veronica said. However, Chris gave her a disapproving, blank stare while holding his hand over the controls.

	[color=c0c0c0]“You’re not getting anywhere near this until we know it works,”[/color] Chris asserted.

	“And how are you going to do that? The government isn’t going to let you use those two villains as guinea pigs,” Veronica told her older half-brother.

	[color=c0c0c0]“That’s why I have this little toy,”[/color] Chris mentioned as he rolled in his swivel chair over to a nearby monitor. [color=c0c0c0]“With some luck, this will pin point anyone whose frequencies don’t match our realities’ natural vibration.”[/color]

	The trick to this machine was that it produced vibrations identical to those native to their reality. Just like when a single individual plays out of tune in an orchestra, anyone with a different vibration frequency would stick out like a sore thumb in a sea of uniformity.

	“And what if they won’t come willingly, if you find anyone at all?”

	[color=c0c0c0]“I can be particularly persuasive.”[/color]

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	“I can’t believe Kyle would dump me like that!” Sammy bawled in tears into Kelly’s shoulder. Taylor, Jeanette, and Darren had already been fitted with their new, authentic superhero uniforms, courtesy of Mr. Giuseppe, when Kelly received the call from Sammy. Lucky for Sammy, all Kelly had to do was create a warp portal to Sammy’s position and pick her up.

	[color=khaki]“It’ll be alright,”[/color] Kelly tried to console her friend. Normally, Kelly would have followed up on her threat to Kyle about breaking Sammy’s heart. Sure, Kelly never explicitly voiced such a threat, but she was sure Kyle understood what would happen if he had screwed up trying to let Sammy down easily. But in this case, Kelly knew that something was off with Sammy and there was nothing Kyle could do that would have prevented the current outcome. She considered tossing an amusing illusion at him, but she decided against it.

	“But we had everything planned! I even have my dress!” Sammy continued to complain despite Kelly’s attempts to calm her down.

	“I don’t want to interrupt, but I think we have company,” Jeanette mentioned after she had spotted something approaching them at a fast speed. A familiar suit of armor, at least to Kelly and Sammy, landed on the rooftop where the five metahumans had camped out while Kelly was trying to calm Sammy.

	[color=c0c0c0]“Wow. I don’t even need my gadgets to know that there’s something wrong with this picture.”[/color]

	“NOT HIM, TOO!” Sammy exclaimed in tears.

	[color=c0c0c0]“You guys might want to come with me.”[/color]