Let us rewind a couple of days and situate ourselves on a rather luxurious ship making its way to Johto from the region known as Hoenn. The ship was full of many trainers, young, old, experienced and new, and people on vacation.

On the upper floors was a room like no other. The most expensive and highest of quality with the best view was currently in care of a young lady named Gwendolyn Hitachi. Resting in the chair on the balcony was a young woman in a pale pink dress that fit her hourglass body shape well. With a computer in her lap her deep pink eyes scanned the screen. She let out a tiny sigh before closing the laptop. The Porygon and Kirlia at her side glanced up as she ran a hand through her long black hair adorned with red bangs,

“We’ll be arriving soon,” Gwen rose to her feet and reentered her room. “We need to prepare for docking and I need to dress, Dianna, I you could assist me.” The emotion pokemon nodded, glowing faintly, psychic energy grabbed the zipper at the back of Gwen’s gown and pulled the zipper from her upper back to her hips. Gwen caught the fabric at the front before she was exposed. The girl’s Porygon grabbed a pair of clean clothes, placing them down on the marble sink counter in the bathroom.

The pokemon then got to work organizing the room and their master’s belonging as she took a shower, Porygon and Kirlia using electromagnetism and psychic powers to move items while Combusken picked up items with his own talons. When Gwen exited the bathroom she nodded at the cleanliness of the room. The young lady walked to the dresser and mirror, she seated herself and began to run a comb through her wet hair. She pulled her hair into low twin ponytails with red ribbons and put a pair of pinkish pearl earrings into her ears. Gwen took a step back to admire herself in the mirror.

Red and black biker shorts, a pink turtleneck and her family emblem professionally stitched on the back of a white jacket. The young lady smiled. Dianna presented her with her backpack, which she pulled on, and so the trainer left her room to wait on the upper decks of the ship until they arrived at Olivine City’s port.

Gwen was one of the firsts to get off the ship due to waiting in the ship’s parlor. Kirlia spins beside her as Combusken wheels his master’s second bag behind her and Porygon sits on it. The young lady takes a look around the port city before whipping out her foldable bicycle from her trolly bag. She attached the basket to the front of the bike before zipping the trolly bag shut and strapping the bag to the metal cargo rack at the back of the bike.

She returned all of her pokemon to their pokeballs with the exception of Dianna, who climbed into the front basket.

“Okay Dianna, begin sensing.” the emotion pokemon raised it’s pink horn to the sky and Gwen took off peddling. She had to search everywhere. Not a single rock could be left unchecked. It was here and she needed to find it.

To scan the city top to bottom took her days and Dianna’s horn had not shined once. It was clear the target was not here. From her perch on the top floor of the lighthouse she took in the surrounding sights, she could see a tall tower to the north-east and to the south-east was a radio tower. According to her books that would be Ecruteak City’s Bell Tower, were legends said a rainbow bird of legends once resided, and Goldenrod City’s Radio Tower, that broadcast across both Johto and Kanto, respectively.

She could always as for them for help too… they were new trainers so maybe they were within either of the two cities.

Gwen nodded to herself and entered the elevator with her bicycle. As soon as she exited the building she was gone, biking as fast as she could go. The dual hair girl only stopped once during her trip and that was to go to sleep for the night. The next day she was off once more, bursting through the city limits of Ecruteak. The was awed by the ancient Japanese architecture of the city, not many cities or region had such ancient styles of building and it was quite a sight to see.

Gwen came to a stop at the pokemon center, the only building with a modern style besides the mart and gym, she parked her bike in the racks to the side of the building and entered the pokecenter. She placed down her pokeballs and a sealed envelope. Gwen watched the nurse placed her pokemon in the healing device before opening her envelope. The nurse’s eyes quickly ran over the paper, taking in the information before shaking her head.

“I haven’t seen them, but,” the woman approached the computer, typing at her computer. “According to our logs the two just left Goldenrod City’s center today. They should be on the way to the city, if they don’t make any stops on the way.”

“Would there be any popular destinations along the way a trainer would stop at?”

“The Pokeathlon Dome and the National Park. They’re both real popular places for the trainers young and old. Your best bet is the dome although.” Gwen nodded.

“Thank you very much,” the young lady bowed. She collected what was hers, leaving the center to board her bike and peddled away without asking where was the dome or park was. Well, it wouldn’t be that hard would it? Luckily, everything was smooth until she hit the weird tree that…

She would poke at it and it would jiggle and dance. Was this a unique feature to trees of this region? No, that could not be. No other tree acted that way… Dianna began to inspect the tree herself as Gwen took a seat on the grass. The emotion pokemon glanced over the tree with curiosity. She poked it and the tree jiggled. The pokemon let out a thoughtful hum before spinning on the tip of her toes, calling rain down with a rain dance. The tree suddenly began to shake much more furiously than before, revealing it was not a tree but rather a Sudowoodo.

“A pokemon!” Gwen gasped. She reached into her coat pocket and wiped out a pokedex. “Ah ha! A Sudowoodo, the tree pokemon!” she crossed her arms. “But why would the pokemon be in the middle of the path like this…?” a loud, angry snort came from behind the girl. Gwen slowly turned her head. It was a Stantler and it was glaring furiously at the Sudowoodo. With a growl it charged for the tree pokemon, which let out a small sound of fear. Gwen barely had time to roll aide and avoid being trampled.

“Dianna! Stop that pokemon!” Dianna gracefully spun up to the big horn pokemon and hit it with a magical leaf attack. The Stantler’s attention moved to the Kirlia. The pokemon snorted once more and charged. Dianna spun out of the way and fired a psychic attack from it’s horn. The weaker wild pokemon fell. Gwen sighed. She noticed the Sudowoodo had left in the middle of the fight. She could only figure that the tree pokemon was hiding from the big horn pokemon by acting like a tree, inadvertently causing problems for trainers.

She shook her head, biking off once more.

Gwen looked around with sparkles in her eyes. The Pokeathlon area was quite lovely, the dome itself was a huge building, with flaming torches on it’s steel blue roofing. To the east of the dome was a track and field and a juice stand. Gwen bikes past a girl with blond hair clinging to an exasperated raven haired boy. She parked and locked her bike before entering the building.

Several minutes later she stood at the front desk of the dome dressed in new clothes. A light pink, white collared, jersey. A light white shirt was exposed by the open jersey, covering the lower half of her body was a pair of lose pink shorts and her usual sneakers. How did she end up like this? She asked where Nicolas Sakati was, she was informed he was entering the competition for the day and then… it was all a blur…

Well, she was signed up for the competition as well and she was not one to back down. She let out a tiny sigh, pulling her hair into a ponytail, and made her way to the track. She let out her pokemon, in addition to her new partner, Bella the Snubbull, and began to inform them of the current situation. Her eyes remained focused on Bella as she spoke causing her to miss that her Combusken had left her side. The young fowl pokemon approached a brunette contestant in a yellow jersey and shorts, it curiously looked at the bandages wrapped around his left knee and lower leg. An injury from practice perhaps?

He must be a weak human to injure himself. By the time the pokemon was coming in for a closer inspection the boy noticed and jumped back. The boy looked like he was about to have a heart attack.

“U-um… shoo?” the Combusken gave him a look, questioning if this kid really told him to shoo like a common stray.

“Chiko!” The starter looked away from the boy and to it’s trainer, who was jogging over. Gwen was frowning, with her hands on her hips. “What are you doing over here bothering this young man mister?” the pokemon shrugged. “That will not do Chiko!” she sighed. “Go run laps with the others, you need to warm up too.” the pokemon shrugged and did as instructed. Gwen bowed to the boy.

“I’m sorry for bothering you, I’ll be on my way now.” the boy watched the girl walk off, his face slightly red.

“Wow. She’s pretty…”

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“C’mon Simon!” Kairi whined, dragging the raven haired boy into the stands. Simon was honestly surprised she didn’t try to carry him off. She had the power, strength and endurance to do so. He sighed, giving up, allowing him to be dragged off. She had his pokemon so it wasn’t like he could run off anyway. Might as well get this over with.

“Are you ready ladies and gentlemen?! It’s time for the final competition of the day! The speed track! Let us introduce our competitors today! Competitor Number One! It’s Nick Sakati of New Bark Town.” Nick walked out into the field with Ember, Piaki and Brave following him, he awkwardly waved at the people in the stands. He always wanted to participate in the Pokeathlon but with so many people in the stands he suddenly felt nervous. He took a deep breath as the remaining contestants were introduced.

When contestant four came out he nearly flipped out. It was that girl with two hair colors dressed in pink. He didn’t think he would of seen that pretty girl again. The girl seemed to notice his eyes on her and faced him with a smile. The announcer seemed to notice this and focused the camera on both him and the girl.

“Oh, it seems Nicolas has fallen for the foreign beauty of Lilycove City! Competitor number four, Gwendolyn Hitachi, the fair maiden that stings like a Beedrill!” Oh god if he could die he wish he could just drop dead now. This was embarrassing. Gwen didn’t think so, she seemed to giggle of the extra attention.

“Today, we’ll have three events, the hurdle dash, relay run and disc catch! Extra points will be handed out in the end, what for? Who knows! Just do your best! So who will be the best? Who will be the worst? Everyone get out there and win!”