A more powerful engine with more specific terms would yield much better results. The sludge pulled up was much easier to sift through.

The name was the gold mine, if even only partially. Dr. Volk was revealed to be related to one Nikolai Cross. The Dr. Cross would pop up as a signature on many bits of paperwork. High ranking documents; as if the man had once been someone on Lulu Flint's level with her current position.

From there, it would be child's play for the woman.

Soon, she would have hundreds of results at her fingertips. Not all of the files were completely clean. Some had been partially lost, leaving her the need to fill in her own gaps. She would see reports, audio logs, videos- if she dug deep enough, she might even see her new Underboss strapped to a table, heart beating inside of his chest in a visceral display.

But it all painted a picture.

Project: False Prophet

The goal: to use pokemon DNA, specifically the DNA of any Legends they could get their hands on, to try and force a false Avatarship on whoever was injected.

There were many attempts, many people who did not survive... but no success. The reports stop abruptly and the time-lines matches up to the raid on the lab; the project is marked as a failure and abandoned. It is one of many such things swept under the rug and forgotten about during the swap of power within Rocket. A relic of the past.

Maybe something better left buried.