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She frowned slightly, noticing the extremely muscular men looking around the park. They were conspicuous to say the very least and she didn't recognize them at all, but her intuition was once more telling her that they were important. She pulled out her phone discretely and Megan took photos of them, that way she could attempt to ID them later using a police database. It couldn't have been a coincidence that they were here at the park right, talking about rounding people up? Maybe this was some sort of human trafficking group - though the explanation didn't sit quite right with her. Why steal orphans so many years after they had been dropped off? Why send them such a cryptic letter?

Though it had worked - after all, Megan was in Oak Park when she ordinarily would not have been. For a moment, she debated texting her brother, but she decided against it. He was far too busy looking up Isabella's skirt. Getting inside of her car, Megan locked it as a safety measure. She didn't really want to be shoved into a duffle bag. She then called up the station on her phone. "This is Junior Medical Examiner Megan Pendragon - in need of assistance at Oak Park. Suspicious activity, potential murder suspects, they seem to be plotting kidnappings as well," she stated calmly.

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Cassiopeia looked back at the woman who was looking back at the both of them. She made easy eye contact with the woman and narrowed her eyes a bit, trying to get a read on her. Why on earth was she staring at them? Cassiopeia’s eyes shifted to the other two boys, one kept glancing their way too, a confused almost expression on his face Cassiopeia thought but as she didn’t know these people, she could only guess. Cassiopeia shifted and nodded at the woman. ”Like what you see?” She glanced at her sister and then back at the woman.
Tink wasn’t bad to look at but Cassiopeia had a feeling she was a little too old for her and she didn’t like people staring blankly at her either. ”Let’s go,” she told her sister roughly before standing up. They had to get to the park and Cassiopeia didn’t feel like having a staring contest with strangers.

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Willow looked over at Sierra and sighed. ”Ya, that might be nice. I need to figure this all out first,” she admitted. Perhaps she would call her friend Annie. She knew she was adopted and they had been friends for awhile and she could be the comfort she needed, since they were already friends. Maybe Willow would ask Annie if she could spend the night. She wasn’t certain if she wanted to see her parents after going to the park.
”Well whichever. If you want to take your own vehicles, of course I understand. I just thought since we were all going to the same place, it would make things easier,” Willow stated. She shut her phone off for the time being, her mother had already tried calling her back twice since she hung up on her and who knows how many text messages she had now. She didn’t want to talk to the people who had been lying to her, her entire life. Going to the park to find answers seemed like an easier thing to deal with right now.

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"Well of course... How often do you say you get to go after Disney cosplayer murderer? Definitely makes things move a bit more quickly," he said with a bit of a smirk. It definitely wasn't something you saw, or heard of, every day. "As for the letters... I have no idea what it means... I mean, not like I haven't tried to find out things about my parents over the years, kind of a given there... Being a detective, figured I might be able to find something about them... But I always came up with nothing..." It wasn't something he tended to mention to people, that he had tried to find his parents more then once. He figured they probably were dead or something at this point.

With those last words, he fell silent as they drove along to where the attempted kidnapping call had come from. "Wonder what exactly happened with this kidnapping attempt... I mean, guess we'll find out soon enough right?" he commented as they pulled up to Annabelle's house. Glancing at the building, he stepped out of the car, walking over to the front door, and glancing over at Isabella, before he turned back towards the door and knocked on it.

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Rosalia just more or less listened somewhat to what Merlin was saying, but she was still skeptical that fairy tales were real or something. Especially since it would mean that technically she was a princess of some kind, and if that was the case she couldn't help but question everything about her life. Namely, how she got to be where she was now, how she had ended up in the streets, moving from place to place in and out of foster homes, no one had actually cared about her. If she really was related to fairy tale characters and royalty who actually cared about her, then why had she never felt that way.

She glanced back at the puppy again, and held her hand out to see if he would calm down slightly, but he just backed away and growled slightly. Thinking for a moment, she glanced around and found the treats that Merlin had used before, and more or less used them to bribe the puppy to come closer to her. When the puppy was close enough, she managed to pick the little guy up, setting him in her lap and she started petting him, scratching the little dog behind the ears and giving him a few more treats. "You've said that they cared about me, but I find that hard to believe. I seriously doubt that anything happening there would be so bad that they'd leave me alone... This little guy," she said, motioning to the puppy, "And I are a lot alike... Neither one of us had anyone, left to more or less fend for ourselves... Never felt like anyone cared... No one has ever cared about me, and I seriously doubt anyone ever did."

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Matthew began to blush as Tinker joked about the pair of them oogling each other. Keeping his head a bit low as he bit his lip and looked over the menu for a moment. His leg shook in nerves as Tinker waved at the two girls, ducking his head further into the menu feeling embarrassed. He recognized the pair as either the children of Rapunzel and Flynn, or Robin Hood, or both. It was rather hard to tell by images alone but he knew he was close on the mark with these two. "Can you order me a green tea, sweet and sour chicken, egg fried rice, and some xiao long Bao please? I'll be back in just a moment ok?. Maddy pulled out his sketchbook, colored pencils, and pencils and drew a rough sketch of Tinker , colored it in, and wrote 'I believe she needs to speak to you two' on the bottom. He carefully tore out the page, folding in in quarters and placing it to the side.

After that he grabbed his straw and tore the wrapper into two pieces, rolling each up into a ball and holding them all in his left hand. Maddy got up slowly and made his way towards the girls, note in his right hand ready to slip it into Cassiopas hand before she had a chance to leave. Being a practiced magician meant knowing how to Sleight of hand things from one hand to another, including the participants. As he made his way past her he slid the note carefully into the palm of her hand and took three more steps, turning to shoot the two balls through the straw at the girls. First it was Cassiopa, missing her widely. Then came Layla, the girl on her phone. Matthew hit the mark, square in her head the small paper beemed her as he turned back and made his way towards the restroom. Hopefully now shed pay attention to more than her phone.

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Mab nodded at Rose, thinking it'd be best if they all took the same vehicle. Not only was it better for the envirornment, but it might give them a chance to process this together, and come up with exactly how they were going to deal with this situation. In any case, they wanted to continue to see how Willow would process this new information about herself.

"I'd like to go together, if possible." They said, looking at the others, hoping they'd agree. "If we leave our cars here and something happens to us, people are more likely to notice when they aren't picked up again." It was strictly the safer option for them to go together, so they hoped that would convince the others that sticking together was ideal.

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Pandora had to laugh when the boy said her life was probably better. "Oh kid, way better. Like ten times better. I get to do whatever the fu-....hell I want, whenever I want. I don't let anybody boss me around. I take what I want when I want it and best of all, I make people look and feel stupid on an almost daily basis. My life is fantastic. Which is why I need you to understand that you are better off with your mom." It might have sounded like an oxymoron, but she had a point.

"Kid, my life may look glamorous, and to a point it is, but I had to fight to get here. You have an overprotective mom? Yeah, might be annoying, but at least you have someone who cared about you growing up. You didn't have to do everything on your own because your parents were too busy with their own self-obsessive hobbies and lives to ever give you the time of day. Would I want that? No. At this point, I would not, because I like who I am and screw everyone who doesn't. But you have a chance at a nice life yourself. One with your mom in it."

She finished her soda and tossed it in the trash too. "Let's get you back there, huh? I kinda want to meet this woman now. She sounds like a powerhouse."

Annie nodded, even though no one could see her do so. "Okay, okay. Thank you." She said, fanning herself with her hand, and then shoving it embarassed back in her pocket. She watched as the kid outfront disappeared, and then blinked in surprise as a car had already pulled up to her house. A detective looking fellow stepped out of the car followed by a woman behind him. That was...fast! Already she felt a little safer though.

"Uh, okay, sir, I see the guys you sent to my house. Thank you. Should- should I hang up?" She approached the door, holding her phone against her ear. The man on the other side gave a knock. Annie undid the lock and opened the door, giving a polite, genuine, but somewhat exasperated smile to Jack on the other side.

"Uh, hello," she greeted quietly, moving her mouth away from the phone to speak to Jack.

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"Well it'll be an interesting case and a good story or something to as well I guess." Isabella said as she followed shortly behind Jack and leaned herself up against the door while looking at him. "Well maybe it will be a lead or something on your folks." Isabella said, she wasn't really interested in searching for her parents. As far as she knew her parents were the ones who had abandoned her and fend for herself as well. Isabella looked around the streets still she didn't see anyone suspicious at the moment either, when she heard the door opening she looked over at the girl.

"Hello there ma'am, i'm detective Ramirez, and detective Gold, mind if you let us in and you can tell us what happened?" Isabella said while looking at Jack and gave a slight shrug, attempted kidnappings didn't happen to often and she didn't really cover to many of those either, she did make a note to also try and see if the FBI could get involved with the case as well.

Wichita Kansas Oak Park:

Merlin watched as the puppy started to get comfortable in Rosalia's arms and smiled slightly at the cute little dog as he listened to her and nodded slightly. "I do know the feeling a little bit." Merlin said, as he continued to drive seeing the sign for the park as well but there was some traffic now at the moment. "There was a time before King Arthur where his father did ban the use of all magic and would be persecuted for it as well.

Which I had to keep hidden for sometime, and did end up feeling alone as well." Merlin said as he reached into the bag of treats and tossed one at the puppy which it caught mid air and chomped away at it. "Just note that you aren't truly alone though, you will always find a friend somewhere to." Merlin told her as he continued to drive they were now at the park, as he drove around and found parking spot nearby and looked around before getting out of the car. "I have someone who I was suppose to meet here." Merlin told her.

It took a little bit, before someone on the other end picked up the phone. "Hold on a moment." The officer on the phone said, before eventually being transferred to the police chief. "Can you give us a description on these suspects?" The chief asked on the other end, the men were still busy looking around the area. Megan would be able to spot the same people from just a few minutes ago parking a ways down from the parking lot. The bouncer like people stopped what they were doing and looked over at the car, seeing Merlin getting out of the car, when one of them yelled out. "It's him!" One of them went over and lifted up one of the public benches and threw it directly at Merlin, who easily deflected it as the bench broke in the parking lot.

Wichita Kansas, Motel:

Tristan looked at Pandora and gave a slight shrug, he really didn't want to go back to his hotel room, and sighed a little bit though she did have a point. "I kinda want to get some air, still though." He said shrugging slightly as he reached into his pockets and pulled out the key to his motel room while looking over at Pandora for a moment. "Are you sure you want to meet her?" He asked, Tristan wasn't sure about just bringing in a random girl into his hotel room, before walking down the hallway some and walked past Pandora's room.

He then took the key to his room and then unlocked it, before knocking slightly at the door and opened it seeing his mother sitting on the bed. "Mom?" He said while looking over at Pandora for a moment before waving her over, and entered the room looking over at her she smiled and quickly got up and pulled her into a loving hug. "I'm sorry." He said, while Tristan's mother then got a good look at her. "Who might you be?" She asked her.

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"If you are offering your car to take us to the park would be pretty good." Sierra said, giving Willow a slight smile she didn't want to be a burden on the girl or anything. "I can pay for your gas money or something to if you'd like." She offered, as she grabbed her jacket watching Rose leaving to go to the back and drop off her apron as well. Sierra made her way towards Willow's car and then looked over seeing the key mark on the car wincing slightly. She looked over at Willow and the others waiting for them to come out as she leaned slightly against the car.

"I know a friend of mine whos a mechanic who could repaint that or something if you want, he owes me a favor or two." Sierra said, smiling slightly. She remembered him as a college buddy who was really into cars, and he needed some money which she had loaned him some but hadn't really paid back yet. "I've had my car keyed before it's a pain to get insurance involved and stuff about it."

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Tinker looked at the two boys and then their waiter who nodded before he went off to go and take the order in, she leaned back slightly as she watched the Hood twins a little bit more. Seeing Mathew getting up, and did an easy little trick when Cassiopeia spoke to her, she wasn't really phased by her comment. Layla though easily watched the boy slipping the paper into her sister's hands and quickly snatched it up. She looked at the letter and then her sister saying they should go, when Layla felt something hit her in the head, and glared at the boy who had given her sister the note Layla grabbed the note and opened it up. "Give me a moment O." Layla said, leaving the paper there, she slipped a fork under her sleeve before getting up.

Layla followed Mathew to the restroom, and quickly grabbed the boy by his sleeve and dragged him into the ladies restroom taking the fork from out of her sleeve and pointed it at his neck. Seeing little note and the girl who was checking her sister out while still pointing the fork to his neck. "Okay, who are you and what do you want and who is that woman checking out my sister?" Layla asked while she glared at Mathew.

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Rose hurried up in the back. Dropping off her apron and clocking out. Then she grabbed her backpack and helmet before heading back out to the dining area. "Thanks boss, see ya. I'm gonna leave my bike here. I'll be back to pick it up before nightfall." She shouted and started outside waving the others along to follow her. There was no way they would all fit on her bike so it was out of the picture for transport. She just wanted to make sure it would be secure before leaving it here for the day. After checking she faced the others.

"Well it's gotta be one of yours in that case. Mab makes a good point. Also, my motorcycle is fairly recognizable so if someone is watching me they'll know exactly which vehicle I'd be on." A shiver of paranoia took hold of Rose for a moment. She had always appreciated a degree of anonymity by virtue of her history, though if someone had really wanted there probably was an article or two from when she was a kid about how her parents had found her lost in the woods.

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They both were young and growing so they were both hungry. He wondered what Mathew was up to, when one of the girls grabbed him and was dragging him off toward the bathrooms. "You know for someone who has supposedly watched us for years...you're not the most subtle. And if you want their attention why didn't you just sit with them and have us show our letters if they have the same they'd be likely to talk to us. Right now you're just being creepy" Colby whispered. He was certain the sister left behind at the table would hear him, and he was okay with that.

The whole situation was just bizarre when he tried to think about it. But it was like that frog being slowly heated in the water. His day went from a mysterious letter to a trail of clues. He didn't know what these two girls had experienced so far. They had to have the letter at least and that was the whole reason he was even considering sitting at the table in a Chinese restaurant with a stranger.

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Megan was positively gobsmacked as she saw the bench be flung across the park, only to be deflected as if by magic. She momentarily forgot about the phone in her hand, just staring at the extraordinary events she had witnessed. The fireball from earlier she could explain as a chemical reaction, but the probability of the bench just happening to change course as the man waved his hand? She couldn't fathom how someone could fake that. It would have required for everyone to be in on the stunt performance, but this all seemed to genuine. "...Tell Detective Gold not to wait up for me," she said almost numbly into the phone, ending the call.

She had read and watched enough fiction to know rule number one - when crazy things happen, telling the police is never the right choice. It was a bit ironic given that Megan worked for the police as a medical examiner, but she didn't care. The buff guy throwing a bench clearly seemed to be in the wrong here - another lesson she learned from stories was that good guys rarely attacked first, they tended to be more reactive. Hardly being sneaky about it at all, Megan took out her pepper spray and reacted on instinct, running over towards the malicious bench throwing bouncer. He hardly noticed her at all and she tried to spray him in the eyes, only for the pepper spray to be jammed. "Damn you, Lady Luck," she murmured. Tossing the canister aside, Megan kicked him as hard as she could in the genitals.

The beefcake gripped onto his wounded privates, wincing as he fell to his knees from the painful blow. Megan then hit him as hard as she could over the head, resulting in a now dazed beefy moron. "Are you alright?" she called out to the magician.

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The woman completely ignored Cassiopeia’s comment but didn’t bother to look away from them. Okay, what the hell was this, some freak staring contest? One of the boys got up and slid past Cassiopeia before trying to spit balls of paper at her. The one meant for Cassiopeia missed but the one for Layla, hit her dead center on the forehead. Cassiopeia would have laughed if she wasn’t already annoyed and if it hadn’t been some random stranger. Layla stood and Cassiopeia watched her sister slip a fork up her sleeve before going and following the curly headed boy. Cassiopeia smirked then and looked back at the older woman and other boy still sitting at their table. The one thing about foster kids who had bounced from home to home, a few on the less than safe side was you tended to learn how to look after yourselves, by any means necessary.
Cassiopeia picked up the discarded piece of paper and saw a rough sketch followed by the words, ’I believe she needs to speak to you two.’ Cassiopeia carried the paper over to their table and tossed the page down onto the table and stared at the woman. ”Clearly you know me but I do not know you or you. I believe introductions are in order,” Cassiopeia said and looked between Colby and Tink. ”I suggest you hurry up as well before my sister gets too friendly with your curly haired friend.”

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Willow shook her head, not minding at all if they took her vehicle, she did offer it to them all after all. She gathered up her things, ready to be on the move and headed for the door. She looked over at Sierra when she spoke about her mechanical friend and shook her head again. Willow unlocked her SUV so everyone could get in and opened up the driver’s side door. ”It’s my parents problem, not mine,” she said rather harshly before sliding onto the driver’s seat. She turned on her SUV and turned down the radio so they could talk on the way to the park.
Willow was rather upset but there were several different emotions running through her body, being angry was the easier option. She was grateful to drive though, if not to have something else to keep her mind occupied and focused on something else other than her parents deceit. Willow looked over at Sierra. ”Why would two adults lie to a child?” She tried to rack her brain for some psychological reason but she was too emotionally wired to be able to think of a logical reason.

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Jack said nothing as he looked at the young brunette who opened the door to talk to them. She seemed somewhat young, and he just nodded his head slightly as Isabella introduced to her as to who they were. He figured they'd get into the house, write a few notes or whatever as to who had supposedly attempted to kidnap her and the full story that went along with it. Today was just a day full of surprises, that much was for certain. First a Disney wannabe murdered someone with a fireball, and now an attempted kidnapping.

Even though Isabella had requested to enter the house rather quickly and to tell them then, he pulled out the notebook that he carried around with his pen, figuring he'd be ready the moment she started talking about things. You never really could be too prepared, that was for sure, and usually you wanted to get info on this sort of thing as soon as possible. Since the more time that passed, even if it was just minutes or so, could effect everything when it came to memory.

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"Yeah, well that doesn't make me feel better. You say I'm not alone, I beg to differ, I've been alone since I was old enough to understand that literally no one wanted me. Betting just about everyone else from that group of kids or whatever that you mention found homes, well nope, not me. No one wanted me, so why even bother. It's just a fact, I'm alone and no one has ever cared about me so..." she said simply with a slight shrug as the car eventually came to a stop, and he mentioned wanting to meet up with someone. "Who are you meeting up with? King Arthur in order to save Camelot?" she said sarcastically, before seeing a bench get thrown and Merlin block it.

She opened the car door quietly, and got out, sneaking somewhat, and she set the puppy down onto the seat she had just left. "I'll be right back, so how about you stay quiet and safe here, and with any luck this'll all be over soon... That would be a good name for you, Lucky," she said softly to the dog, petting it slightly, before she shut the door and started sneaking around the back of the car. She was hoping to not really be noticed by the people throwing park benches.

Rosalia did have some luck, as she managed to make her way around the group to be able to sneak up somewhat on the goons. Immediately, she went forward to the nearest goon and attempted to kick him. However, unfortunately for her, her kick missed, and now the goon seemed to know that she was there. Great, just what she needed, and her second attempt managed to hit him, but didn't even really seem to phase the guy. Luckily, with her last hit she actually hit him fairly hard, causing him to stumble and now he seemed to be in pain somewhat. With any luck he'd be hurting too much really to do anything.

But if her luck with trying to hit the guy said anything, that probably wasn't the case.

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It all happened so fast. One moment he was heading towards the restroom to duck away for a while, the next there was an overwhelming amount of force placed onto his sleeve as he was flung into the womans restroom. Matthew immediately closed his eyes, not knowing what had caused it as well as wanting to respect the privacy of the others who might be in here. A voice spoke, demanding things of him and he slowly opened his eyes to see the fork that was now aimed at his throat. He winced slightly as he began to worry for his life. This was all becoming too real. It wasnt fantasy, or imagination, it was a real life situation in where he could die for simple actions. His legs began to quiver and shake as his bladder threatened to betray him. There was a knot in his throat that stopped him from speaking, coupled with a hot sensation of something threatening to climb up his esophagus.

Matthew had to think fast, how could he get himself out of this situation and in one where he could talk freely. His eyes began to lose focus as he felt a faint coming on. This was too much for his anxiety and he needed to move quickly. His hand made it's way towards the deck of cards he carried on him, in case he ever wanted to impress Colby. He carefully slid it out without her notice, in fear that she would drive the fork into him. His hands trembled as he attempted to make the cards fly at her in order to create a diversion. The trembling caused the cards to fall out and onto the floor beneath him where all he could think was RUN. So he did. He bolted towards the restroom and hid inside one of the stalls as his shaking voice finally spoke with tears welling up. "I-I-Im an o-orphan just like y-y-you. T-t-that woman k-knows our p-parents. Says the need h-h-hel..." the rest fell into mumbled tears as he began to grow more anxious and in fear of the situation.

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Mab got in the SUV, happy they'd all be riding together. They made themselves comfortable behind the drivers side seat, and closed the door, resting her side on in, once it was in place. Taking a moment to breath, they took stock of the situation. They were about to go and find out what the hell was going on, and, if Mab didn't like their story, beat the ever living shit out of them. They didn't like somebody having any kind of information on them, especially not a stranger, so this was setting off every alarm bell possible in their head.

As for Willow's question, Mab ran their hand through their hair as they thought. "I mean, parents lie to children all the time, if you think about it." They started, "Santa Claus, for example, or they don't tell you when things are going bad." They reasoned. "Children, they believe, are incapable of dealing with hardship, so they tell a comforting lie." That was the sort of thing Mab never wanted to do. They hated the idea of needing to resort to falsehoods to make somebody feel better. They could do that without having to resort to such linguistic brutality.

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Did Pandora want to meet her? Yeah, she kind of did. If Tristan was any gauge, his mom would be someone she would tolerate. She followed the boy back to his room as he knocked and entered. His mom immediately hugged him and Pandora chastised herself for feeling emotional about it. She didn't need hugs from her parents. They didn't care where she was or what she did anymore, so why did she feel the twinge of sadness? Must be something she ate.

As she walked over, the mom questioned her. Solid parenting skills. "Friendly neighbor. Name's Pandora. Saw Tristan here and he looked a bit worn out so I treated him to a snack from the vending machine and we got to talking. Hope that was ok. You raised a good kid here." Pandora conveniently left out that she stole said snack, but what Tristan's mother didn't know won't hurt them. And if Tristan was smart, he'd keep his mouth shut.

"Had a small heart-to-heart and heard nothing but good things about you so I wanted to meet you and see that he got there safely. That's all really."

Annie hung up the phone on dispatch since the police were already here. Already she felt safer, looking at Detective Ramirez and Detective Gold. Nodding she stepped aside and let the two officers inside. "My name's Annabelle. You- you can call me Annie. If you want." She said amiably, though clearly still flustered. She was going to have to report on how she basically left a little girl to fend for herself. Hopefully they wouln't think two lowly of her.

Annie gestured at a nearby couch and a couple of big chairs. She took a seat on one. "You can take a seat if you want." She offered.

"Um, okay, so, I was taking my dog Doug for a walk," she pointed at the furry creature who could not care less that two people had entered his home, ",and I saw this guy in his car talking to this girl. I walked over to see what was happening, cause they didn't look related. He called me out, though, I think he knew me by name. Then he...well, he wanted both of us to get into his car. He, I dunno. I don't know what he did. He disoriented me somehow, I don't know. I fell over and then...uh, ran away. Then I came here and called the police." She summed up experience quickly as possible, though was being both intentionally and unintentionally vague about some parts of what had happened.

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Isabella nodded towards Annie and gave her a slight smile when the girl had introduced herself, and made her way over to the couch and sat down. She started to take in some notes while she listened to Annabelle, wondering who the two people were as she took notes before making eye contact with Annabelle. "Do you know what they look like?" Isabella asked her, if she could get a description she could hopefully find the guy easily with no issues.

Jack would then feel his phone going off, and it was the police chief who had called him whenever he answered the chief spoke through the phone. "So, just got a call from your sister she's in Oak Park right now. Something about murder and possible kidnappings, I sent some officers there now, but she suddenly hung up." He informed her, while Isabella looked over at Doug and smiled at the dog as she went over to pet him, when she looked at Jack seeing the phone going off.

Wichita Kansas Oak Park:

Merlin watched as both Megan and Rosalia went in and started to attack the two overly large thugs, before Merlin then started to send out two fire balls directly at the two men. The both of them instantly caught on fire, the one that Megan had attacked fell to the ground with a lot of burns on his body, nearly dead now as well. Lucky had decided to follow behind Rosalia just as the fire dropped the guy Rosalia had attacked.

Merlin quickly walked over to the two women and quickly extinguished the fires of the two men, one was dead while the other had sever burns over his body. "No, my other associate Tinker Bell." Merlin then answered Rosalia while looking over at Megan giving her a slight smile. "It's good to see you Megan Pendragon." He said calmly as Merlin could hear some police sirens in the distance now as well looking at the two women. "We need to go now it's not safe here right now." Merlin said, he didn't want to deal with the police and looked over at Megan. "If you want some answers, of who your parents are I was the one who sent out those letters to you and your adoptive brother Jack." Merlin said.

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Tristan's mother took a moment and looked over at Pandora and gave her a slight smile. "It's nice to meet you then Pandora." She said, while Tristan remained quiet about the whole stealing from the vending machine thing. And his mother would really start chewing him out for stealing as well. "Thank you for all your help." She said, as Tristan's mother went to grab her purse and started to sift through it for a moment before pulling out 100 dollars to give her. "Just a thank you for watching over my son." She said.

Then there was some dark smoke coming from the corner of the room, and then a large green flame appeared revealing Maleficent looking at those in the room, and spotted Pandora smiling at the woman. "Pandora, it's really nice to see you again my daughter." She said, while Tristan and his mother backed up from the woman who had just appeared in the room out of nowhere.

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Sierra climbed into the front passenger seat sitting next to Willow, and gently reached out for her hand and gave a slight smile trying to cheer her up. Mab did have a point that fit pretty well in her opinion anyway looking over at Rose and Mab who sat behind the two of them, before turning her attention back to Willow. "I'm sure it was probably a way to protect you or something." Sierra said gently patting her arm, while listening to the radio.

"Hopefully there will be some answers there." Sierra said, as she looked out the window seeing two police cars and their sirens going off, But she wasn't sure where it was coming from. It didn't take to long for them to get to Oak Park now as Sierra climbed out of Willow's car and started to look around. Her eyes falling on the man, and two girls seeing the two bodies that were on the ground now as well as she walked a little bit closer. "What the hell happened here?" Sierra asked.

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Tinker looked over towards Colby and gave a slight shrug and smiled slightly. "It's more fun this way." She said towards him, as she watched Cassiopeia walked over to their table and sat down. She didn't look to scared at Cassiopeia's threat just yet, before smiling a little bit. "My name is Tinker, and this here is Colby, I believe you were given a letter mentioning about your parents correct?" Tinker said before opening her mouth again. "I know this may sound a little crazy but I do know who your parents are Cassiopeia." She then told her.

Layla just stared at the boy as she didn't even notice him pulling out some cards, but heard them fumbling onto the floor which made her groan a little bit. "Really fifty two pickup Houdini?" Layla said as she shoved the fork into her pocket for now, and picked up the deck of cards and followed shortly behind the boy when Mathew mentioned about being adopted Layla set down the cards and then the fork she had snuck out. Feeling a little bad over her reaction, hearing the kid stuttering behind the stall. [color=cyan]"Alright, i'm sorry I may have overreacted.."[/color[ Layla said softly.

"What do you know then, do you know anything about my parents?" Layla asked, she wasn't sure if he was her actual brother or not, but maybe he was she wasn't really sure.

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Her memories of her life before she had been adopted were painfully vague and somehow vivid at times. She remembered a grand, historic castle - knights brandishing their swords as trumpets played - and a wise wizard who gave council to them all. But these memories were just the fantasies of a small child, all of the therapists had assured her of that. No one was really a princess from a long lost land. It was just a comforting tale Megan's mind had provided for her, a way to cover up whatever traumatic memories were lurking beneath the surface. Her real parents most likely were criminals of some sorts - maybe they were messed up with drugs. The truth was undoubtedly painful and tragic.

But for all of the psychoanalysis, Megan's brain froze as she realized the magician was the man from those childhood memories. She didn't even really see the girl and her dog there and she couldn't even begin to think about the fact that she had been the one to phone for the police. Each second felt stretched out into an eternity. The magician was promising her answers - he knew her name and Megan remembered him. Maybe it was crazy to go with him, to take the leap of faith, but answers to her questions were tantalizingly close. This man was a link to her past - maybe he really did know about her birth parents. "...Alright," she said, her eyes a bit wide with astonishment. "Who are you? And.... where are you going?" she then asked, following him and the girl.

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Cassiopeia narrowed her eyes a little at the woman who called herself Tink. ’Like Tinker Bell? Come on, get a better nickname…’ she thought to herself. Cassiopeia shifted in her seat. Obviously Tink knew of the letters, she spoke of them, knew her name, she said it and knew her parents. Cassiopeia was inclined to believe her. ”Did you send the letters? What danger was it talking of?” She glanced at Colby once but was decidedly more interested in the pretend fairy.
Early today, when they had first gotten the letter, Cassiopeia could have cared less about getting to know her parents but as the day had worn on and Layla talked about it, the more interested she had become. Now, knowing that they had answers close at hand, there was nothing Cassiopeia wanted more than to know who her parents were and where they were. She had many questions for them. Her mind was already racing with them.

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Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy… Silent tears fell down Willow’s face as she drove. This betrayal was different though. It wasn’t a simple act of growing up and learning, losing innocence. This was a complete break of trust and confidence. Everything she knew was a lie, how she was raised had been fabricated. She didn’t feel any comfort or warmth in this moment. She felt as if she had been hollowed out. Sierra even grabbed her hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. Willow felt a small shock go up her arm but she ignored it, pulling her hand away from Sierra’s to pull into the parking lot.
Willow looked confused at the scene before them. She thought her eyes were blurry and rubbed the corners of her eyes but what she saw was clear. Two people were on the ground, knocked out Willow hoped and three other people standing around the scene. Willow got out of the car and locked it once everyone was out. She walked behind Sierra, leaving space still. It wasn’t a good thing to see two bodies on the ground and the possible assailants still there. Willow was strong and had a kick boxing background and although it could be easily used for combat and she knew how, it had merely been for exercise. She didn’t want to fight, she had just gotten a fresh manicure the other day. Plus there was the emotional trauma she was still reeling from.

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Rose put her hand on Willow's shoulder from the back seat. She was sympathetic to Willow's suffering. Rose may not be able to relate directly since she had always known she was adopted. Though she did try to think about how she would feel if she was only finding out today. Rose would be heartbroken she decided. She also was certain that if that was the case she probably could never face her parents again. She removed her hand and sent a quick text to her parents thanking them and letting them know she loved them bunches, with an added caveat that she would call them later that day. Though with what Mab said Rose realized she had missed on out on a lot of the childhood white lies. The Buckners had figured she was too old for that stuff when they adopted her so they just never bothered with it.

Arriving at the park she got out of Willow's SUV and looked around. Sierra had a point. Something wild had happened at the park. There was a literal bench torn from the ground and toss around. Oh and bodies...Were they corpses? Rose certainly hoped not. "We either just missed a wild party or...Something very bad just happened here." Heck the cops weren't even there yet, though by the sound of it they were on their way. Rose let out a hiss of air and looked at the man and two women talking to him. It looked like the action had involved them and curiosity got the better of her. She started walking toward them.

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Colby's jaw dropped as the girl sat at the table. This was crazy, a part of his brain thought. Run girl. You don't want to hear what this fairy has to say. She'll only destroy everything you've ever believed. But he didn't say anything. He just fiddled with the napkin in front of him. He started folding it. Trying to remind his hands of motions and not to think about how much this day had turned his life upsidedown.

He was okay with the girl mostly ignoring him. Colby really did prefer to be invisible when he could. And Tinker was infinitely more interesting then he was at the moment. That was fair. He was starting to get concerned about Maddie though. The kid had been gone a while...and the other girl had dragged him away. Colby frowned and said "I'll be right back." And he went to the restroom. In the men's room, he said, "Mathew you in here?" When there was no response he left the room and stood outside the women's room for a few seconds. They had to be in there, but he certainly wasn't going in, so he shouted. "Mathew are you okay?"