I have been an Elite Four trainer for a good portion of my life…for ten years I was the Kanto/Johto. Suddenly, a little while after Red became champion, Rondu came to me and asked to train him. I had seen him before, when he came to ask Lorelei to help him with his PokéMon training, and again when he went to ask Agatha the same thing. I hadn't seen him for about three years after that.
When we trained, he showed that he was not really a fighter: he depended on his PokéMon to do his work. I taught him about fighting PokéMon, and how to work, and he became a black belt in no time. About a month before he left, he asked me a very personal question. He was extremely euphoric when I told him I was…
Sadly, our lives together were slightly torn when he was asked to become part of the Elite in his home region. I say slightly because about a week after he left, he came back and asked me if I would be part of the Elite with him. As you should know, I instantly said I would and gave him a bear hug. (He was the only one who didn't complain about my bear hugs)
When I joined the Elite, I was put up against Rondu, his cousin Yeska who wore a kimono, two girls about Rondu's age, one of them looked Goth, and the other looked slightly Goth with punk mixed in, and a youthful adult in a black trench coat, black shades, black shirt with a yellow PokéBall insignia on it, along with black pants and shoes. I easily defeated the Dark and Steel PokéMon, but I was smothered and tossed aside when I faced Yeska and Rondu. In fact, I lost to Yeska's third PokéMon, and, sadly, Rondu's first.