"Alright here we go, Flame Charge!" shouted a determined young male. Flames erupted from the center of his chest and spread across body. From his red shirt and black tie, down his long legs and even all the way up to his short, brown hair. His sharp, teal eyes were still visible behind the bright red flames. Nothing was burning as the man charged forward a few steps. A strenuous look developed on his face quickly, followed by the flames dispersing. "Ow ow ow" he whimpered, shaking his limps in pain.

"You're going it all wrong" criticized a Pignite from the side. He hastily waddled forward towards the human with his hands raised in the air. "Your back was slouched too much, your knees weren't bent enough and you moved too slow. You have to cover more distance faster so you can reach your opponent quicker. Because the longer you hold that move, as you experienced, the fire will get to your body and it will hurt. This move is a lot different than Fire Punch. Don't be such an idiot Zan." The man was listening closely and taking the information in.

"I get the pace thing but how pose affects the move makes no sense. And don't call me an idiot fat pig" Zan teased with his tongue out.

"The right pose allows the flames to evenly spread across your body. Depending on how you are positioned flames will bunch up in one area and so you will feel the burn faster" the pokemon explained intelligently. He then smacked Zan hard on his back. "Don't call me a fat pig. Show your manners, I am your master." Pignite put both paws on his hips and tried to stand tall. Zan just scoffed and looked down on his shorter companion.

"Oh, does the wittle master wanna go back into his wittle ball" joked the brunette as he waved the red and white device in front of Pignite's face. Pignite didn't say anything, he just lightly punched Zan's knee. The human retaliated by giving the fire type a quick noogie.

"Wow is that a Memory Skeleton?" asked a younger male from across the field that the two heroes were training in. Zan and his Pignite immediately turned towards the direction of the voice with wide surprised voice. It was the first time anyone had mentioned Zan's suit since they returned to town. This suit was a skinny metal frame that was worn outside of his clothes. It spread across all of his fingers to his forearms then the shoulders and down his spine to the outside of his legs. From the shoulders it also went up on both sides of his neck up to his temple and two parts even split out and stopped at the edges of his mouth. It was hard to notice but in the middle of the metal stripes was a light blue stipe spreading across the entire frame.

"Yes it is. Are you a fan of Skeleton Clashes?" questioned Zan with a proud look on his face. The boy approached the two closer as Pignite gave another quick jab to Zan's knee and acted like nothing happened.

"Not a fan really I just haven't seen one for a while so it surprised me" the boy replied and he was now right next to the group.

"Why haven't you seen one for a while, don't tell me Skeleton Clashes are dying out?" Pignite asked.

"No no. I mean Canalave was never a big city for Skeleton Clashing. We have the Master of Canalave who occasionally hosts a tournament and that's about it. But I've just been so involved in the pokemon battling scene that I've been away from anything skeleton clash." The boy was staring at the skeleton with awe. "This one looks a little different, what model is it?"

"Wait, pokemon battling?" Pignite interrupted with interest. Zan quickly reached over and covered Pignite's mouth.

"This is a custom model I designed myself. The blue strip is my own special design added for visual flare. But there are several big changes. There is only one bar on my back instead of the regular two because two is too stiff and limits my movements. Then there isn't a chest bar. The chest bar adds more defense but I don't find it necessary. Without that piece using up energy more energy flows to the arms giving me more offensive punches. This model I call Make" Zan explained with his pride overflowing as he showed off his handiwork. He then took his mouth off of Pignite's face and the pokemon gasped for breath. "With that out of the way. Pokemon battling?" Both the human and the trainer seemed very interested in this term that was unknown to them. The young boy just seemed completely shocked.

"You two don't know about pokemon battling? What, have you been on an remote island for the past six months?"

"Actually" Pignite started.

"Actually yes we have. An island farther east than Iron Island" interrupted Zan. Pignite blew a shot of embers at the human's face but Zan just smiled and carried on. "We were there doing training at my sister's place there, getting ready for the next Great Legendary Skeleton Clash Tournament. Today is our first day back to modern society."

"Oh I see. Well then I'll do you a favor and fill you in. Pokemon battling used to be big back in the day. The entire world practically revolved around it. Not just Sinnoh either, all the regions. But then with the increase of technology the Skeleton Clashes become big. Allowing trainers to actually fight for themselves. But in these last few months there has been a sudden increase in pokemon battles. There are no leagues or official tournaments for it yet. Just underground battles. For now."

"Hmm interesting. Thanks but that all seems a bit silly. Pokemon fighting for themselves, they wouldn't want tha…." Zan's words came to a halt as he noticed his trusty Pignite in a trance almost. His eyes were wide and he seemed to be lost in daydreams. There was a smile on his face. "Hey Boris, are you alright?" Hearing his name Boris snapped out of his trance and immediately looked towards Zan with a child-like expression.

"Hey Zan, can we do a pokemon battle? Pretty please." Zan was taken aback by his friends polite behavior, it wasn't like the fat pig. But with the pokemon's manners and his adorable expression Zan couldn't say no.

"A-al-alright. I guess if that's what you really want." Boris jumped up and fist pumped with excitement.

"Oh buy you're still an idiot."

"Yeah whatever Porky."

"The next set of battles is going to be tomorrow night at the most south dock after midnight. You can just show up, but keep this information on the download. If there is too big of a crowd we can't properly conduct the event. I need to go now. Later skeleton dude." The boy turned and walked the way he came. Zan continued to stand there unsurely as his partner did a little happy dance, jabbing his paws in the air.

"I want you and the others to be happy, I really do. So if pokemon battles make you happy then alright. We can stop by the library to find some books about pokemon battles to properly inform ourselves. But, I still want to stop by the Bartrin Mansion later today and challenge the master. Alright?" wondered Zan.

"Yeah that's fine. Don't get me wrong, as much as I like the idea of testing my own skills in battle, I still helped train you so I want to see if my training paid off. So I'm totally fine with that plan you idiot why wouldn't I be." Zan's uneasiness was relieved a bit and he smiled more naturally.

A man in his twenties sat on the roof to a four story mansion. The wind blew around his long, dark blonde hair. He sat resting his head in his hands and looked rather emotionless. He was staring off into the sky but something caught his attention below. An old man and a woman were approaching the mansion doors. This woman had smooth sky blue hair and her until body was dressed in fancy silk clothing. Something metal on her outfit gleamed in the sunlight. She walked as if she was walking on air.

"Hmph, so Lady Moore shows up. To see my father no doubt. Everyone comes for my father." With his left hand he gripped tightly onto the Memory Skeleton part on his right forearm.