The Pokemon League can't be burning! Thought Jack, the representative of Blackwater. This can't be happening! But it was. He had already seen Beslan, the representative of Ter-Multramon, lying in a pool of his own blood. His throat had been slit.
Jack had to get out! The back door! That door had to be open! "Blastoise! We're going to the back door!" Running through the hallways he had sent out his Blastoise to put fires out that were in his way. Now he was racing time to get out of the building.
The last turn! He rounded the corner and his spirits fell. The back door had been blocked by fallen debris. In desperation he yelled "Blastoise hydro canon; clear that door!"The canons on Blastoise's back sprouted out and fired highly compressed water at the debris. The water sliced through the debris and blew it away. Jack returned Blastoise to his pokeball and sprinted through the open door.
After only a few steps, Jack was seized and thrown on the ground. Jack looked up with bleary eyes to see three men. He heard the man behind him say in a heavy Insulgic accent "What should we do with this one?" Jack knew that he was going to die, but why were the island folk of Insulgen doing at the Pokemon League? Why were they killing everyone? "you know the orders, no survivors!" said one of the three men.
No! If there were no survivors then no one would know what really happened! War among the mainland countries would surely be the result! Jack could not let that happen. He rolled to the side and pulled a long knife from his coat sleeve. He got to one knee and caught the arm descending with it's own dagger. Jack thrust his knife into the other man's chest twice in one second, and then he cut across the other man's throat as Jack stood.
When Jack turned face the other three he felt something strike his chest with a sickening "CRUNCH". He staggered back a step and looked down. Blood blossomed on his coat as he saw the arrow protruding from his chest. It would not kill him, but it cost him a second to realize that he could still fight. A second arrow sank into his chest; it would kill this time, he knew.
He fell to his knees in defeat. The three men he had sen walked to him and one bent down and whispered "Die now, knowing that as your countries tear themselves apart, Insulgen grows stronger, waiting to pounce on your weakened people." With a snarl that would have done a Mightyana proud, Jack plunged his knife into the man's thigh and threw the pokeball containing Blastoise over the cliff that lead to the East Vereroe River.
The man did not even wince as the blade dug into his flesh. In fact, the man grinned. That was the last thing Jack saw as the man pulled the knife out of his thigh and slit Jacks throat with it.
Hours later, a challenger comes to the still smoldering ruins of the Pokemon League. He fled the area in terror, and he told all that he saw that Blackwater had destroyed the Pokemon League. More trainers came, and they fled like the first. Each trainer told a different tale about what had happened. Each country blamed the other, and within days war broke out among the peoples of Occultra.
Miles away, standing on the decks of Wave Breaker, the man grinned to himself and thumbed Jack's long knife which he still held in his hand.