(Well, lets get this story started. Feel free to add your own elements to the plot. After all, this is a group effort.
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Benjamin Bishop pretended to search through the rack of DVDs in front of him while casually keeping an eye on the crowd. He was looking for familiar faces that were supposed to meet him here at the electronics store. It was a nice public place where some old acquaintances could "accidentally" run into each other.
Those acquaintances were other morphers that he remembered from back in his controller days. People he figured he could trust.
And he would need to trust them, because what he wanted to ask them was dangerous and could get them in a lot of trouble. Not to mention illegal. A vigilante group of animorphs may have saved the world once, but it was still against the law to make another similar group even if it would do the world some good.
Sill, Ben wanted to try.
Just then, Ben saw a familiar face. After discretely walking closer to the person, he acted surprised and said, "Hey! Imagine meeting you here. What has it been, six years?"