"Men are more easily led into battle by the appeal to patriotism than by the reality of what war actually is. They are convinced they are fighting for freedom, for their country, for honor, but in the end, they are only killing to feed a fire of hatred disguised as loyalty. True patriotism demands peace, not war."
In Johto, they were hateful.
If Will Callavon and Karen Dillard ever wondered if there would be any mayhem that was anything like the aftermath of the pair declared their love to the nations, they got their answer today – a hundred times over. It's more terrible than any of them could ever hope to know. They were planning their wedding, making decisions to finally tie the knot after Will proposed six months ago with a flustered face worried that she'd say no after all they've been through. They were bickering about what flowers to pick when they got the call.
He saw something else, too. Felt it, as well. The ground that was already weakened by the tremors began to crack slowly but surely, and the Dragon's Den roared in defiance.
Lance knew what was about to happen before it did.
"Get off the floor!" he screamed.
The civilians knew what would happen, so they hid in their homes. They barricaded their doors. Sprout Tower would be guarded heavily. The children in Violet's trainer school were well-versed in air drills like Falkner asked the headmaster to instate once he became a gym leader. Medics were on standby. The Pokemon Center expanded. Even the mayor was in on it, a trainer at heart that had gotten at least six badges before getting into politics, used every bit of his status to prepare his constituents. Falkner had taken a few lessons from Janine's dabbling in politics promising that if the mayor helped him then Falkner would do everything to help him get reelected. It was a masterstroke.
Iris Orochi spoke on Varshney Unplugged, and the plans went to hell within minutes.
Whitney would know that voice anywhere. She couldn't see him, but she knew who this was. The other trainers didn't however.
Sure enough, the smoke cleared and she came face-to-face with the Ecruteak City gym leader.
"It seems like things are settling down in Goldenrod."
He was barely moving his lips when he spoke.
And then Morty Mornell said, "Get down."
Whitney dropped to the ground while Gengar's shot a shadow ball in the direction of the trainer that had snuck up behind her.
"You shouldn't have come to Olivine," Jasmine mumbled under her breath. If she was secretly relieved in her eyes that he wanted to protect her, she didn't show it. "Cianwood needs you-"
"Cianwood is fine," Chuck managed to grumble out.
"Shh, don't talk," Jasmine hushed.
-Sneak peaks of the League Chronicles, Chapter 64- "Johto"
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