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Gossip had spread in the morning, as civilians milled along the edge of the police lines. No one knew specifics, but none could mistake the deathly smoke that lingered even with the dying embers. Something terrible had happened.

Janine had only arrived back from visiting her father, and just saw the smoke. Knowing perfectly well where the smoke originated, she double-timed it up the winding road leading up to the Estate. As per her Gym Leader discipline, she didn’t display any evidence of her immense concern. By Arceus, Please let them be alright.

The local law enforcement recognized the ninja girl immediately, and let her pass. “Has anyone been found?” She asked, fearing the worst, but managing to hide her fear.

“Only one,” The lieutenant replied, “No signs of anyone else, however.” As Janine crossed the gatehouse threshold, she beheld the carnage that remained.

The Reginald Estate was cleaved in half with a single blast that dug downward into the earth, leaving a tunnel with a roof held together solely by the strength of the ancient tree’s strong root system. Having visited multiple times as Margriet’s guest, she saw the familiar gardens trampled, the immense gates pulverized into splinters, the Catacombs decimated, and the house a shell of its former self. In addition, many of the outer walls were carved out with powerful blasts. No one could possibly live here anymore.

Janine clenched her jaw and fought back the tears of a destroyed piece of memory. She had to be a stoic gym leader, like her father before her. Only one body was found. Margriet’s father had a Palkia. Those could create portals in space in case they needed to escape. There’s no evidence to think they were va… vaporized..

Her aura sense picked up on residual soul radiation. She had felt it before, only on a weaker scale, when “Gastly” conducted fusion with that Aegislash.

The body- now covered and being brought back to the station- was not yet identified. Some officers nodded respectfully to the Gym Leader as she passed them in the front garden. Soon enough, she stepped over the splintered front doors into what was left of the main foyer. There, she saw a tough-looking and very familiar woman, as well as an albino boy. Despite the familiarity, she couldn’t quite recall the name.

“W-What’s the story here?” She asked, her voice shook slightly as she fought to maintain her composure, “Was this that…?” She had heard about the Rebellion from Margriet and Radegast, but she couldn’t be sure if it was the same involved. Was this destruction from that Master Blaster thing? “Have you found anything?” She changed the subject, concerning herself only with whoever remained.