Damon Gray sat on the seat of the train alone as he looked out the window. Nothing seemed too particularly out of place, but Damon just liked to watch the trees as the train rushed past them. He'd never been on a train before, but the train itself wasn't too exciting. All Damon could remember was that it had a blue body and a painting of a Pikachu's head on it. He'd wondered why people used a Pikachu as the mascot for everything when there were so many other good Pokémon in the world. Damon looked down at his lap as his own Pokéball as he wondered why more people didn't like the simplistic attraction towards his Pokémon.
The train car's door opened and out popped a tall young man with an almost nervous look in his eyes. Damon saw a single Pokéball attached to the belt around the guy's pants, so Damon assumed that this man was also a student on his way to Pokémon University. The nervous man had short, dark blue hair that Damon could only assume was dyed, with eyes to match. He wore a solid white dress shirt with a cobalt blue bow tie. As the man looked around the car, Damon noticed that he looked so nervous because all of the seats were filled, except for the seat that Damon was sitting in. Almost feeling sorry for the guy, Damon motioned over to the empty space next to him. The man walked over and took a seat next to Damon, looking somewhat relieved.
"Uh, thank you." The man said, not making eye contact with Damon, but rather looking down at the floor.
"Oh, it's no problem." Damon responded. "I didn't think you'd want to stand up there the rest of the trip. We've still got a while to go."
"Yeah, I had to leave the front car because there were too many people." The man said. "I'm Thomas, by the way. What's your name?"
"My name's Damon." He replied. "Where are you from?"
"I'm from Castellia City, over in Unova." Thomas said. "I'd probably say that you're from Hoenn?" Damon was shocked by this.
"How did you know?" Damon asked.
"Well, I noticed your green bandana and thought that it looked similar to May's. You know, the Hoenn champion? I figured you may have worn it because of that."
"I guess you aren't too wrong." Damon said. "I am from Hoenn. It's a little city called Fortree. There isn't much around, but there's plenty of wild Pokémon not too far from the city."
"That's always a good thing, I think." Thomas said. The two were silent for a while until finally a voice came over the intercom.
"Arriving at the Pokémon University Train Station in five minutes. Passengers please gather your belongings and prepare to exit the train. Thank you for choosing Devon."
As Damon collected his luggage, a single suitcase filled with all of the clothes he had, he looked over to Thomas.
"Hey Thomas," He said. "What specialty are you?"
"You mean like what type of Pokémon did I bring?" Thomas asked.
"Yeah, that."
"Well, I'd rather you just wait until the Sorting Battles to see which type I'll use."
"You really want me to wait that long?" Damon asked.
"It won't be too long. My last name starts with an 'A'. Plus, I'd expect a friend to be watching my first battle in college." Thomas replied with a smile.
"You think I'm your friend?" Damon asked.
"Do you mean that you don't want to be my friend?" Thomas asked, his mood changing from happy to almost destroyed.
"No, that isn't it at all!" Damon said, trying to reassure Thomas that he wasn't trying to be negative. "I just, you know, had never been called a friend by someone I'd only met an hour ago."
"Well, I guess I'll see you in the Sorting Battle, friend." Thomas said with a returned smile as he gathered his things and exited the train.