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Julia understood why some people were against the League's plan for the meteoroid. Sending it to some other world to make it their problem, instead? Yeah, that definitely sounded awful by itself. But the other world was full of hostile invaders, so was it really that bad? And that claim that sending the meteoroid to this other world would destroy every other world or whatever made no sense! Even without all that... what else were they supposed to do? Just sit there and let the meteoroid destroy their home and everything they loved? If there was a better option, the League would be using it. But this was all they had to work with, and that was that.
[break][break]Protests had been fairly common back when this whole mess started. Most of them had died out when they realized there was no other option other than "lay down and die," and most people weren't too keen on that one. But there were still some who held out for one reason or another, and they were a lot more extreme than the sign-wielding groups that usually gathered peacefully outside League establishments. They pressed against the boundary line despite the presence of officers, shouting demands at anyone who dared get too close. When they boiled over, they started attacking people and damaging property with no regard for anyone but themselves and whoever was on their side. Julia just couldn't understand what they hoped to accomplish with that. All they were doing was making the other side angry; how was that supposed to help their cause at all?
[break][break]That was the question she asked herself again when she saw the mob forming in Mauville. She'd gone to the city for some racing practice, only to find the streets clogged with tension threatening to brew into anarchy. Just listening to what they were yelling about made it obvious what they were here for. It already looked like a bad scene with protesters spitting vitriol over the boundary line and officers struggling to maintain order.
[break][break]Where was Josh? This was his city; shouldn't he be doing something? Maybe Julia was overestimating how much a Gym Leader could do, but she still put on her holo-sunglasses and tried to connect to Josh's private line.
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"Josh—I mean, Leader Devlin, are you there?" No answer. Her mouth tightened into a frown. Where the heck could he have been at a time like this? Standing here wondering that wouldn't help; Julia had to do
something in this situation. She wasn't an officer, but she still had a duty to the region, and she wasn't one to take that lightly.
[break][break]She sent out Chester and climbed aboard her trusty partner. She thought about putting on her Ranger badge and armband but decided to wait until she was closer to the officers; she didn't want to get swarmed on the way.
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"Ma'am, please stay back," one of the officers said once she'd weaved around the crowd to get close enough.
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"I'm Ranger Julia Davis," she shouted over the crowd, flashing her badge.
"Is there anything I can do to—"[break][break]And then the first shot rang out, not with a boom but with a much quieter rush of water. The following scream of pain from one of the protesters and the bloody water spurting from his back were the true heralds of this tragedy. Julia could only stare, eyes wide with shock, as the man staggered forward, pointed an accusing finger at the League officers, and then collapsed, leaving only a stunned silence to blanket the scene.
[break][break]And then all hell broke loose, ripping that blanket away with screaming violence.
[break][break]Julia held tight to the reins as Chester backed away, just as aghast as his trainer. What... What was this? Julia had to have seen that incorrectly, right? There was no way the League would open fire like that, right? Some officers shouted that they didn't know what had happened, that no order had been given, but none of the protesters would listen. Instead, they surged forward to take out their anger on the officers... and, now that they knew she was on the League's side, Julia.
[break][break]A Poké Ball at her waist popped open, and Spot materialized in front of her and Chester, arms crossed defensively. His body was tense, agitated by all the hostile auras around him, but he held his ground to protect his trainer. Julia's heart pounded, pumping bile into her stomach with every beat. This wasn't right. Had she missed something? Had there been a sneak attack against the officers that had prompted the shot to be fired? Because there was no way, just no way, that they shot a man for no reason. Was he even going to be okay?
[break][break]Julia was a Ranger. She was out of her element, but she still had her duty to protect Hoenn. That included the people who disagreed with the League. Someone was hurt, and if Julia could do anything to help—
[break][break]But the protesters were already sending out their Pokémon against Spot. Some even surged forward and tried to attack Julia herself, only to be repelled by a shove from Spot or a peck or bite from Chester. She could tell her Pokémon were holding back so as not to truly hurt anybody, but even still, she could feel the tensions rising ever higher. To them, this was just more reason to riot.
[break][break]Finally, Julia found her words again:
"Please stop this! That man needs help! This is only going to hurt more people!" But all that was met with were insults and more attacks. Already, Spot looked exhausted from the onslaught, but not once did he strike back. Julia was going to give him so many hugs for that later.
[break][break]A familiar voice sounded over the nearby speakers.
"Josh!" Julia shouted, though she doubted he could hear her. Oh, no, he didn't know what had this crowd in such a frenzy, did he? She recalled Spot back into his Poké Ball and immediately shouted
"Run!" to Chester. The Dodrio didn't even hesitate before pulling away from the crowd and sprinting toward where Josh was speaking.