Act I: Safe Haven

There was a press conference due, and a few of the police force were tasked with security. Naturally, that meant that Matthias was present. Once the press conference started the newish officer stood at attention and watched the crowd, but was careful to listen into the speech as well. His demeanor wanted to change as Giulia spoke, yet he was careful not to let it show. That might end badly. What else might end badly was the fact that Matt was Aden's younger brother. There would likely be an investigation - wait - this didn't make any sense to Matt. Aden wasn't that kind of person and he knew it. He needed to figure out what was going on and fast.

    The night air was brisk but inviting, the muggy cool lessened on the nose due to the light breeze blowing away any foul odor  that might linger in the canals. Odette, draped in her finest contest outfit, the kanzashi in her hair clinked softly with light almost melodic chimes. She wore with the ornate kimono, a matching butterfly-esq mask that had delicate light-catching jewels dangling from the points. She stepped lightly her Glaceon, Celia followed in her trail wearing its won Beauty ribbon proudly. Even this late in the night the area around the contest hall was still lively, Colorful light and catching music played backdrop to the enticing smells of food vendors and the white chatter of people. Spectators sill steamed forth from the entrance as the last contests had just finished, the jovial mood seemed at odds to dismaying events around the region, but perhaps this was the time to do it most, to distract oneself with idle pleasures and exciting entertainment.

    Odette had done her best to sneak out one of the side exits, hoping to avoid any fans or enthusiasts and make her way back to her hotel under the serene veil of night. Under the stage lights of the contest hall she was Ai Miyazaki a beautiful maiden from the far region of Johto, and she would much rather keep it that way and the crowd outside the hall most definitely contained people employed by the company and she new the stir it would cause if it came out she even acknowledged her real mothers heritage. But under those blazing lights, ones outward facade is judge more true than anything under a mask or makeup. Rounding a corner the contest hall plazas noise faded fainter and fainter. Odette was alone along this stretch of canal the next bridge to cross far off along the trail of elegant street lamps. Passing by the back of a restaurant Odette herd the impatient sounds of something rustling about the dumpsters and trash of the lone alley way. Celias ears perked in alertness. Nearing the noise, a lone Pyroar sat beneath a light jutted from the restaurant at the mouth of the alley. It was a beautiful specimen of the species Odette noted , though abit too lean. It was strange to see one so far into a city, perhaps some irresponsible trainer had abandoned it here, and like any loyal pokemon it stayed and waited for its master to return. A sad fate Odette had seen repeated hundreds of times, and each time the facilities would take the pokemon in. Why should now be any different.  

She decided that she would try to approach the Pyroar. Doing her best to take a stance of least aggression, Odette approached the pokemon with a gentle stare and outreached hand. All her breeder training payed off as the Pyroar, though wary allowed her to approach, Odette crouched petting it and cooing softly.   
        

Having learned much about the events occurring in the region from a stranger, Lani headed back to her apartment without any new berries. She re-lit the stove before the phone rings. A short time later, a fire erupts, is put out by her Starmie and far too many sprinklers for such a small apartment, and countless papers are destroyed.

Soaked, she calls out a Togekiss, and flies from the City to a small town named after an ingredient that has just played a part in destroying her short life's work.

Laniakeia is no longer in Fiume City.

"Titania's daughter?" Giulia smiled as one of her aides informed her. The girl had been seen coming. "And Aden's brother?"

Today was becoming too easy. She quickly ordered her pages to fetch the two trainers.

"Time for me to act the sentinel," she smiled, adjusting her suit.

Matt was still dumbfounded. He found it extremely hard to believe that his brother would ever do something of the sort - and just as he was about to make a call (which in hindsight was probably not a smart thing to do), he was approach by his captain and flat out told to take some days off to 'stay safe'. He figured that was only the public reason and that his presence might make some people uneasy (that he was Aden's brother was not exactly secret). Either way, going and being present would probably help him figure out a bit more of what was going on.

That thought in mind, he saluted his captain and headed toward the Haven Corp. building.

Odette smiled at the Pyroar, that was obviously enjoying the chin scratch it was receiving. About to reach for a spare Pokepuff she kept in her small purse she was startled when a husk voice called to the Pyroar. Odette turned almost glaring at the boy before her, he was dirty ,disheveled with hands caked in dirt and food, he carried a bag was that obviously to nice to be his at all. His face flushed red, with what Odette assumed was anger, some trainers could be very touchy when it came to strangers and their Pokemon. Which of course was very understandable with your team Rockets and Galatics running a muck in other regions.  

Odette stood, with a single graceful movement, all of her ornamentation and jewels clinking delicately, like soft chimes in a velvet wind. Celia ran forward taking point in front of Odette between her and the unkempt boy. The Glaceon watched him with ears perked. "I am Ai Miya-" Odette began almost useing her stage name, but what did such a poor youth know of corporations and esteemed heritages, what was the harm in giving her real name. She decided that her first name would be enough  "Odette, I am... Odette, and who are you? You should really take better care of your Pyroar, this ones almost skin and bones!" Odette added her voice almost straining on pretentious. Something that caused her to internally cringe at.     

Meanwhile, Deneb blinked in response to Venus's words. "M-my apologies," Deneb stuttered, stepping away from the Sylveon, "I heard about your recent tragedy, but to be honest, that was the first I had heard of your family. See, I'm here from the Kalos region." While what he said was true, he certainly left out that it had been years that he'd been there, only to return with his parents to Anistar after a family squabble for many more years. He knew exactly who he was talking to. He had a habit of feigning uncertainty in his thoughts, words, and actions, what with psychic abilities being used frequently in the business of espionage. But this was Venus, she was headed to Haven Corp, and he had to get in there. She was nothing more than his ticket, as far as he was presently concerned.

"I didn't mean to offend by offering my services; you are very powerful, yourself. I can sense that. Nevertheless, it always helps to have extra eyes on you, and extra manpower." Together, they continued walking toward the tower. He could feel himself blushing slightly, not of embarrassment, or at least not at first. This girl had spunk. He didn't like that he'd only just met her, and he was already growing soft.