Sitting at one of the chairs at the main table was Phillip Robinson. He was eating and at the same time, making a rough design for his new invention with the laptop he had brought along. He had made sure to sit somewhere where others would not really notice, so that he could have his peace.
He deleted yet another one of the parts he designed for the zillionth time. "This is not the one that I envisioned!" He said to himself in frustration. "It's missing something, but what is it?" He nearly tore his hair in aggravation.
"Something wrong?" A voice asked.
Phillip looked up, opening his mouth to snap at the person for disturbing his work, thinking it's one of his fellow Elite, Jude, but he was wrong. Standing there was five people, all of them smiling at him.
"No, it's nothing." Phillip looked back down on his laptop, only to hear chairs scraping around him. The people sat around him, and tried to bring him into conversation.
Phillip sighed, and closed his laptop. He'll just have to do this later.
"So, are you one of the PAL Elite?" A girl with short black hair and blue eyes, with 2 red flowers that cover the sides of her head asked him.
"Yeah, I am. I'm Phillip Robinson." Phillip introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Phoebe! I specialize in Ghost type Pokémon" the girl with 2 red flowers on her hair introduced herself.
"I'm Glacia, Ice type." A blonde haired girl introduced herself.
"I'm Sidney, a Dark type." A slightly bald man with one patch a purple hair that sticks upright said.
"I'm Drake, a Dragon type." A man wearing what looked like a ship captain's hat said.
"And I'm Wallace, Champion of Hoenn, and a Water type." Wallace introduced himself.
"So, tell us more about yourself." Phoebe asked.
"I'm the third member you have to face if you take the challenge, and I'm a Steel/Electric specialist." Phillip shrugged. "My nickname is the Genius Inventor."
"Wow, you must be strong, if you are the third member! I mean, no one who took the PAL Elite challenge got past even the first member!"
"Not really." Phillip said dryly. "Our Champion did. He's the first person that defeated all four of us, although only our Leader managed to force him to use all six of his Pokémon." He suddenly stood up. "I'm going to get some more food."
"I'll join you." Wallace and Phoebe stood up, and followed Phillip. They chatted their way to the table, mainly talking about Phillip's new invention, a better version of the binoculars, called the "Grandiculars", where you can replay action, slow everything down, and they flash up a play-by-play breakdown if you need it. Perfect while you watch a match since you'll know what exactly is going on as it has X-ray features that can see through smoke and explosions and attacks.
Cynthia sighed. This breakfast gathering is rather in a happy mood. She hadn't been in a happy mood since a certain cap wearing boy with a Pikachu vanished off the face of the Earth. She was standing in a corner, stewing in her own thoughts.
"Where's Ash?" Cynthia, the Sinnoh Champion, has been looking for him all over, but no luck. She was confronting his friends, since they are close to him, and she believed they might know where he had went.
"Why would you be looking for that loser?" Brock sneered. "Why waste your time with him when you can have me?" he tried to take her hand but she smacked him away.
"Where is he?" she repeated herself.
"Who knows? He disappeared with all his Pokémon and never returned. Good riddance too, we were about to get rid of him anyway." Iris shrugged, smirking.
"He might be dead for all we care." Misty said.
Cynthia was livid. How dare they do that to him!
"How could you? He helped you countless times, and saved your lives, without asking anything in return! How could you just plan to hurt him and get rid of him, and forget all he has done for you?"
"You can go look for him yourself if you want, we don't know where he went, and we could care less." Dawn said indifferently.
Cynthia gave them one last glare and strode off.
'I'll find you Ash. I'll find you, and make sure you never leave me again.' She vowed to herself.
"Earth to Cynthia!" Aaron shouted in her ear. Cynthia was jolted out of her memories
Bertha frowned at her. "Don't tell me you are still thinking about the Ash Ketchum boy. It's been like four years since he disappeared."
"He did not disappear!" Cynthia hissed. "It was those traitor friends of his who caused this to happen! And how could I, when…" She took a step back, only to step on a foot.
"Oh, sorry-" Cynthia looked up to see a hooded person with a Lucario by his side.
Inside the hood, Ash gulped. All he was doing was getting some food (and a lot of food it was too), and he was reaching for the chocolate éclair near the Sinnoh Elite, when someone suddenly stepped on his foot, causing him to nearly drop his éclair. When he looked up, he saw the Sinnoh Champion. He felt a slight regret for not telling her how he had felt about her before he ran away, but he must put up a show.
"You ok, Master?" Lucario asked him.
"Are you alright, Ash?" Pikachu asked from his hidden position in his cloak.
Ash gave Lucario and Pikachu a very slight nod. He has a role to play.
"Oh no, it's ok, Miss-" He pretended not to know her name.
"Cynthia." Cynthia introduced herself. "What's your name?"
"Red Satoshi." Ash replied shortly. "I'm the Champion of the PAL region."
"Oh, so you're the famous Champion? The most powerful Pokémon Master?" Flint asked eagerly. "The one that was nicknamed Silent Hero?"
"Yeah…" Ash was a bit cautious as he said this. Where was this going?
"Please, can you tell us if a boy called Ash Ketchum has been in this region?" Cynthia pleaded. He must be somewhere, and if he wasn't seen in all the other regions, he must be somewhere in this region. "I've been looking everywhere for him, and it turned out nothing!"
Ash frowned. Why would Cynthia go so far to find him?
"You really need to get over this crush on him." Aaron shook his head. "It's been four years already!"
"Aaron!" Lucian smacked his head with his book. "That's not nice!"
"Alright, sorry." Aaron said.
Ash gaped, not that anyone could see it. Cynthia likes him too? As much as he would like to tell her, however, he still needed to keep a show. But maybe, maybe he could give her some clue, to give her hope that she has a chance to find him.
"Yeah, he is in this region." Ash said. This catches Cynthia's attention.
"Have you seen him?" Cynthia asked hopefully.
"I have. However, he told me not to tell you anything, other than the fact that he's participating in this tournament."
"Thank you." Cynthia said, smiling. Now there's a huge chance of finding him, and possibly make him hers.
Ash waved the thanks off. "No problem."
"So, tell us more about your Elite." Aaron said eagerly.
"Uh….you see…"
Ash found himself bombarded with questions by the Sinnoh Elite, with no way to get out. He answered them to the best he could, without giving himself away. And all his Elite members are chatting with the other region Elites.
'This is going to take a while.' Ash thought with a groan.
'I think that's enough food for now.' Rosaline thought, as she looked at the plate that she had filled with food from going to different tables. She grabbed an orange juice, and looked for a seat at the main table. She looked around for her fellow Elites, hoping she could join one of them, but they were too far away from her, so she shrugged, and sat down alone somewhere near the end of the table, and began consuming her breakfast.
"Hey, mind if we join you?" A female's voice asked her. She looked up to see five people smiling down at her. The speaker was a female with short purple hair and glasses.
"Oh, sure." She smiled at them, as they sat down around her. "I'm Rosaline Pyra, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Rosaline." A man with saffron and black hair with black eyes said.
"So, are you one of the PAL Elite?" A girl with huge blonde hair in a white hat and blue eyes asked her.
"Yeah." Rosaline nodded.
"Say." A guy with black spiked hair with matching eyes leaned close to Rosaline. His eyes were narrowed in such a way that gives him a mysterious air about him "You're a cute one. Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Grimsley!" The purple haired girl knocked his head. "It's rude to ask personal questions to someone we just met!"
The now identified Grimsley held his head. "You don't have to hit so hard, Shauntal."
"Er….no, it's ok." Rosaline said, sweatdropping.
"So, what's your speciality?" Shauntal asked.
"I'm a Fire/Psychic specialist."
"Oh, you're just like Caitlin then." Grimsley indicated the girl with the white hat. "She's a Psychic too."
"What types do the rest of you specialize in?" Rosaline asked.
"Dark." Grimsley said.
"Ghost." Shauntal replied.
"Fighting." Marshal said.
"I'm a Champion, so I don't have any speciality type." Alder shrugged.
"You must be strong to be able to be a PAL Elite member." Caitlin remarked.
"Oh no, I am not very strong. I'm actually the second member you have to face if you ever take our challenge." Rosaline shook her head. "I'm nothing compared to the Champion. Actually, I don't think I can even match the Leader."
"Tell us more." Alder requested.
"Champion Red is a very strong person. He's the only person so far to be able to get past Jude, and the first Champion of our region ever. All of us never lost our matches, until Red came along, and decimated us with his Pokémon. Even Pakura lost, although she was able to get him down to his last Pokémon. After her defeat, he was crowned Champion."
"Cool." Shauntal was awestruck at the Champion's power.
"It is." Rosaline nodded. "Also, the thing is, each one of us has something, a unique trait that makes us stand out from one another. We also have our own nicknames. For example, my nickname is Fire to Ice, because my fiery personality contrasts with Pakura's icy personality, and er…we were former travelling companions." She chuckled sheepishly. "Actually she doesn't even talk unless to give a command during Pokémon battles. I'm the opposite, I like to socialize with people, I like to talk a lot, and I'm like the polar opposite of her, thus my nickname."
"So is her nickname Ice to Fire?" Caitlin guessed.
"Oh no, it's not. Her nickname is something else altogether. In fact it is her title."
"So what is her nickname then?" Grimsley asked.
"It's for us to know and you to find out." Rosaline smiled, as she gulped down her orange juice.