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"At first we thought all the passengers had gotten safely out of the ship, but we have just discovered that five people are missing: Ash Ketchum, Misty Waterflower, Brock Harrison, Jessie Musashi, and James Kojiro. It makes all of us sad to think that these Pokémon trainers had their promising carriers cut drastically short. May these flowers honor their memories. A salute."
"And with this video of the ceremony, we can conclude the tragical story behind the St Anne. A well-known luxury cruise liner that was reported sunk 48 hours ago after a Team Rocket attack in the Kanto region. And with more on Gabby News…" Paused.
"Nanny!" An old man yelled, after finally recovering from his shock. This old man was James grandfather, who was peacefully watching the news until his grandson's name was mentioned.
"What is it, Pop-Pop?!" James grandmother came running after hearing her husband yells, thinking that something might had happened to him.
"Is James!" Pop-Pop answered back, agitated, as he passed her by and ran towards his computer.
"Pop-Pop you are scaring me, what happened?" Nanny asked with worry, as she saw her husband turning on their old computer and clicking throughout some random pages in the internet.
"It can't be," Pop-Pop gasped, as he finally found the info he was looking for. As a last result of deniability he thought of checking on the internet to try and confirm his feelings wrong, but once again it has to prove him right. Between the missing trainers, a copy of his grandson's boarding pass was also available. And within the boarding pass, a 2x2 photo of James face was included to prove his thoughts.
"My baby," Nanny let out a cry, as she had also read throughout the current webpages from behind her husband. Pop-Pop immediately gave her a hug for support, also shedding out a tear in the process. "Pop-Pop, please tell me I'm dreaming. Please tell me that this is all a mistake, my baby cannot have died."
"No love, don't lose hope yet."
"What do you mean?"
"He has yet to be found; he could still be alive," Pop-Pop answered, still fighting for some hope in all of this, after he cleaned up his tears.
"But it has already been two days, he could—"
"Don't think about such negative things, for all we know he might still have escape in time using a water or a flying Pokémon. Let me call our son, and tell him on the news," Pop-Pop interrupted her, trying to find all the positive ways in such a negative scenario.
Taking out his cellphone, he was now calling on his son to check if he already knew about all of this. Unlikely, but still possible. And if Jimmy didn't know about his son, he will tell him immediately. James could be alive somewhere, stranded to a nearby island for all they know, and Jimmy has a lot of connections and money to call on a huge rescue mission. "We are sorry, but Jimmy Kojiro is not avai…"
"We are sorry, but…"
"We are sorry, b…"
"We…"
With each unanswered call, Pop-Pop was getting more irritated. "Forget it! Nanny, get your bag while I call on our private pilot," as for once, he will finally have a use of one of the many stupid and expensive gifts from his multimillionaire son. "We are going to Kanto," he finished, while unsuccessfully trying to stop himself from thinking of the many ways he was going to strangle his own son when he gets there. If he was getting ignored, in such a crucial moment, for another gala—he wasn't able to think of the consequences.