Aimar's POV

"Wow! This is great!" Ash exclaimed as the jet doors closed behind me. His arms were spread out wide as if he were to embrace the environment around him, with Pikachu mimicking his pose. I couldn't help but smile at his attitude; I guess you could say it was inspiring. I looked around him and noticed we weren't the only people getting off private jets. About 40 more people were getting off jets like us, including Pokemon.

"Are you here to join Kalos Academy ?" A voice asked. We turned around to see a women with brown hair and what seemed to be a golden hair clip holding it up. She wore a navy blue shirt and green skirt. "Hello, I work here at the academy. If you follow the path leading towards the large building up ahead, you'll meet escorts that will lead you towards the auditorium, where your orientation and introduction to the school will take place." She gave us a smile and walked away, heading towards another group nearby.

"Well, let's get going." I told Ash. He nodded as we followed the path which was straight ahead of us.

"Why do you have that?" He asked me.

"Have what?"

"The skateboard." He said, referring to the one hanging onto a pouch on my backpack. I removed it and unstrapped the Velcro lining holding it in place. I got the board, put it on the ground, and stood on it, gently pushing off to keep at the same pace as him.

"It makes traveling much easier, so I carry it around with me everywhere I go."

"But isn't it hard? How do you steer?" Ash asked, an expression of curiosity appearing. I gave him a nice little smirk, and said, "I don't know, want to figure it out?"

Serena's POV

"Hey Dawn, don't you think Pancham would like adorable with a little top hat on his head?" I asked her, catching Pancham's attention. He was in the middle of chewing a stick of some sort as he sat in the ground, his eyes adverting to me as I mentioned his name. We were currently in our dorm; Dawn was laying on her bed and I was sitting on the bed adjacent to hers.

"Totally! Then we can give him a little tuxedo, and maybe even a monocle or cane!" She squealed, turning around to face me. Although I was joking, the thought of Pancham wearing formal attire did make me smile a bit, but knowing his stubborn nature, it wasn't likely to happen. And by the looks of it, Pancham wasn't too happy about the suggestion. He broke the stick he had in his mouth in two and threw the smaller piece at Dawn, hitting her temple.

"Hey! That's not nice!" Dawn retorted, her hand covering where the stick made impact. Pancham and I burst into laughter, angering Dawn even more.

"It might not be nice but it sure is funny." I said, still laughing a bit.

"Why don't you get hit in the head with a stick and see how you like it." She replied. Her voice was less serious but you could tell that she was still pretty ticked off, however something else got her attention.

"What's that sound?" Dawn asked. We focused our hearing, and could hear a large muffle of voices in the distance. We decided to go investigate, since we had nothing better to do. Dawn got up and walked out the door. I followed after her. We walked down the steps and looked around for any clues that would help us figure out where the voices were coming from.

"Hey Serena, over here!" Dawn called, motioning with her hand to come over. I walked towards her and glanced over her shoulder. There were about 40 Pokemon trainers making their way towards the auditorium.

"They must be the freshies," Dawn said aloud, "Let's check it out." We made our way towards them, breaking into a slow jog to cover more distance. As we reached the crowd, we noticed one boy in particular.

"Who's that?" I asked, pointing at a boy who was traveling at a high speed while on a skateboard. I looked over at Dawn, a thought coming to mind.

"Hey Dawn, didn't you ride on of those things back in the day?"

"No, I used to ride around in roller skates, not a board. But if I did use a board, I'd ride it way better than him." I glanced back at him. "I mean, look at him. He's totally not in control. If you ask me, I'd say it's his first time." I gave out a little laugh. His hands were moving uncontrollably, and he swayed front to back, barely able to keep his balance.

"He's going awfully fast, isn't he?" I told Dawn. "Yeah.. Serena move out the way!" She yelled as the boy fell off the board and went hurdling towards me. I screamed as he landed on top of me, pushing me backwards onto the grassy area. Pain shot through my back as I hit the floor. I groaned; is this how football players feel after getting tackled during a game? My thoughts were interrupted by Dawn, who was running towards me.

"Serena!" She yelped as she ran by. The boy who tackled me groaned, getting up and dusting himself off. "Wow," he started, "I'm really sorry about that. I guess it was pretty reckless of me to try to go fast when it was my first time." He fixed his cap and reached his hand out towards me. "Here, let me help you up." He smiled, his auburn eyes looking into mine. I reached out and took a hold of his hand. He pulled me up a little too hard, and I went into his arms. "Woah. You're a lot lighter than I thought." I took a step back and looked down, my cheeks filled with warmth. He gave me another smile, "I'm Ash Ketchum. It's nice to meet you!" And that's when the memory came back. This moment, this exact moment, had happened before, I was sure of it. No way, I thought to myself, is this him? Is this the same Ash from years ago, who helped me in the forest?

"Wow Ash, first day here and you're already getting the ladies." I looked over and saw another boy walking over to us, his black sweater wrapped around his waist and a simple white shirt being worn over. A yellow Pikachu ran over towards Ash, hopping onto his shoulder.

"What?! Not even!" Ash exclaimed, glaring at the one who made the remark. "I'm sorry about my friend," the one in white said, "I'm Aimar. This is my friend Ash."

"Who said we were friends?" Ash muttered, showing his annoyance of Aimar's earlier statement. He chose to ignore Ash and continue what he was saying. "We're both Pokemon Trainors that just arrived, can you guys help us find the auditorium?" Dawn gave a smile, and said, "Sure, follow us." She then grabbed my wrist and pulled me a considerable distance ahead of the two boys as we headed towards the auditorium. Dawn leaned in and whispered in my ear, "I told you it was his first time."

Ash's POV

"Listen up, Pokemon trainers!" A man standing in the stage said aloud. Aimar, Dawn, Serena and I were sitting along with dozens of other students in a rather small auditorium.

"You are all here because you have been invited to battle in one of the most prestigious academies in the Kalos region and have been given the opportunity to battle against top class trainers from around the globe. Here at the academy, trainers will compete against eachother in a pokemon league, where every trainer goes against each other to maintain the best overall record. You are allowed to use up to 3 Pokemon. There are about 100 trainers in the academy. Every year, 40 trainers are relegated from the academy and 40 are added on, while 60 stay."

A boy raised his hand. "How do we know if we're gonna get relegated or not?"

"The way it gets decided on who stays and who goes depends on your placement in your bracket. 100 trainers get separated into 4 brackets of 25 trainers. The bottom 10 trainers are in the relegation zone and will be kicked out from the academy. The 11 trainers above are in the neutral area; they get to stay. The top 4 trainers in every bracket face off against the three otrainers in there respective bracket in a semifinal-final format. For example, the top 4 trainers in bracket A would be put against each other in two 1v1 matches. The winners from both matches will face off and advance into the Elimination Round as the winner of bracket A. The winners from each bracket will face off against each other in the Elimination Round, and the trainer that wins the final will go on to represent the Kalos region in the Pokeleague tournament."

Wow, I thought to myself, that sounds tough. I looked over at Aimar, who had a concentrated expression on his face.

"Each and every one of you are all capable of winning and going all the way. If you have any questions, feel free to linger around and ask me or one of the supervisors teaching at the academy. And with that, I wish you good luck."