Notes: This fic was based on a fangame idea I had where you start off as Cynthia instead of Dawn/Lucas. But I don't have the tools or talents to make a fangame, so it's just going to be in a fic format. Usual disclaimers apply. This takes place after Cynthia defeats the Elite Four. Aaron has been replaced by Palmer because I think he'd be a bit too young to be in the Elite Four when Cynthia is 13. The champion might take you by surprise, but I chose Fantina to be champion simply because she's one of my favourite characters.

Time To Face The Champion

Cynthia had an unusual start to her pokémon journey. Unlike the other trainers who scurried to the pokémon professor of their region to receive a starter pokémon, Cynthia had opted to raise her pokémon in Celestic Town until she received her trainer's license. She had always wanted to be a pokémon trainer because she wanted to be in harmony with them. A lot of the kids in her school thought of them as either fighting machines or best friends, but the blonde girl couldn't help but feel that something was incomplete about their ambitions. What would they be fighting for? The glory of a being a pokémon master.

Technically Cynthia's starter was Lucario. He was the first of Cynthia's eggs that hatched. Cynthia remembered it as if it were only yesterday. The imagery of the blue tiny canine pokémon touching her small hand with his forepaws. He slowly opened his red eyes and cried.

Lucario was the only male pokémon in her team, but gender didn't faze Cynthia at all. Some trainers wanted males because they assumed males would be the best at fighting, whilst some wanted females because they assumed they would perform better at contests or chose genders depending on physical appearances. Those trainers never got as far as Cynthia did. Gender didn't faze her. It was a coincidence that the rest of her team were female.

Cynthia had received three other eggs; Spiritomb, Budew and Shellos respectively hatched from those eggs. She vowed to her grandparents that she would raise and look after her new pokémon. Cynthia remembered receiving her pokémon when she was six. She was four years too young to obtain a trainer's licence, but her grandparents saw so much potential in her, that they decided to give her five pokémon eggs, each of different types. It was so Cynthia could decide which type was the best for her and who her favourite pokémon were.

She didn't leave Celestic Town until six months after her tenth birthday. It was a long story that was connected to one of Team Galactic commanders, Jupiter. Cynthia would never forget her slick grin and purple hair. They had been rivals at school. Jupiter couldn't understand Cynthia's peaceful views of the world. Jupiter released her feebas and kicked it into a pond because she thought it was ugly and stupid. Cynthia witnessed what Jupiter did and decided to adopt Feebas. At that point, Cynthia felt it would have been better to let Feebas bond with her and her team before setting off her journey.

Then Professor Rowan invited Cynthia to chose a pokémon from Sandgem Town. The journey took longer than expected, but she managed to reach Sandgem Town in time. There was the choice between Chimchar, Piplup or Turtwig. But there was another pokémon that caught her eye. A gible ran about in the lab and jumped into Cynthia's arms. The pudgy dragon appealed to Cynthia more than the others. Professor Rowan was kind enough to let her take the gible.

It all seemed to have paid off in the end. All of her pokémon had evolved and reached their potential. Cynthia travelled all around Sinnoh, finding various spots to train. She didn't even intend to compete in the sinnoh league until a legendary pokémon came to her. Arceus, the god of pokémon shone a light over her path and told her to compete in the Sinnoh League. If it was what Arceus wanted, then so be it.

Cynthia considered herself to be a spiritual person, but didn't focus on one religion. Instead she tried to see things in a variety of lights, they would all lead to peace eventually. It inspired her to be proud of using various types of pokémon in her team. Since Arceus' call, Cynthia trained with her team even harder than ever. More routines were enforced and Cynthia was determined to give them a healthy and balanced diet.

She received her first gym badge when she was twelve years old. Many had criticised that it took her too long, but Cynthia had no regrets. She was doing things in her own pace and in her own time. Her bond with her pokémon were more important to her than chasing battles. She felt that there had to be a more heartfelt reason.

After receiving all eight badges, Cynthia had found the reason why her pokémon loved battling so much. It wasn't because they were winning all the time, but it was because they loved Cynthia so much that they were proud to represent their trainer in battle. Her team sailed Cynthia to the Pokémon League, knowing that they were ready for the Elite Four: Bertha, Flint, Lucian and Palmer.

Bertha and Flint's team were swamped by Milotic. Ground and fire types had a disadvantage against Milotic's aquatic and aggressive surfs. All washed out without another word. She was secretly disappointed, she had hoped that trainers of the elite four would have made arrangements to overcome the type advantages. The max revives and full restores did get on Cynthia's nerves, she predicted this was why so many trainers fell before the Elite Four's feet. Max revives were not available in the supermarkets and full restores were very expensive. Then Cynthia unleashed Spiritomb from it's ball. Spiritomb's cruel aura was a dark pulse that sent Lucian and Palmer's team on it's knees and Spiritomb enforced an embargo for good measure.

Cynthia had cornered the Elite Four. And out of all of the battles, she defiantly enjoyed her battle with Palmer the most. Like Cynthia, Palmer didn't specialize in a particular type and thus was considered to be the strongest of the Elite Four.

Palmer remained smooth in defeat. With a smile across his face, he faced his opponent and said, "Congratulations Cynthia. You have defeated the Elite Four. An amazing achievement. You are now ready to face the champion."

"Thank you," Cynthia said. "How long has the champion been champion for?"

"I had no idea. But I joined the Elite Four around eleven years ago. She was still the champion back then. But something about you tells me that you're going to be fine."

The doors behind Palmer slammed open and before Cynthia was a block of stairs. Cynthia's team followed her up the block of cold bloodstained stairs. It was no time to stumble, the champion was waiting for them at the top. The final staircase introduced a purple lit stadium and before them was the silhouette of the Sinnoh Champion.

"Good evening," Cynthia said as she entered into the ring of the stadium. The silhouette of a woman formed colour. Long locks of purple hair and a dress matching the shade. The patterns of her dress resembled a drifblim.

"Bonjour!" the champion cried out in a French accent. "Your name is Cynthia, non?"

"Indeed it is," Cynthia replied.

"Tehehe... please enjoy yourself," Fantina requested as she had her hand out ready to battle. "Since I left Paris I always try to learn new things."

"I must say that you dress very extravagant for a battle," Cynthia said. She was suppose to be nervous, but she felt relaxed.

"Why merci becoup," Fantina giggled. "I say to myself, enfin, I will excel. That's why I dress this way. C'est une performance! I study Pokémon very much. I have come to be champion and top coordinator for many years. So it shall be that you challenge me. But I shall win. That's what a Champion does, non?"

The gates close and their eyes were intensively locked. It was truly time to face the champion.