Alice had only just stepped away from the arena when she heard the crowd erupting into whooping cheers as she heard the last battle end behind her. Her final opponent had been decided, but Alice didn't really care. To have come this far, that was enough. She had travelled across the ocean, walked for miles down the coast and now she and Celia were placing in the finals of a battling competition. Theirs was a dream come true. She sighed and collapsed, sitting down in the war, sand. If she lost here, she would probably have to return home to Scotland. She was already running low on money, and unless she found some somewhere, there was no way she was going to manage to stay in the country. Before the tournament began, she had worried that it would be the end of her time in America, but me she was just happy that she had made it here in the first place.

"Oh." Alice mumbled, reaching down to her belt and picking up the new Pokeball "I almost forgot about you." She smiled, running her fingers over the button "Guess we should probably say hello, huh?" With a gentle flick of the wrist, Alice tossed the Pokeball into the air and in a flash of red light, a small red monkey stood before her. "So you're Biscuits, huh?" Alice beamed "I'm Alice, your new trainer, it's a pleasure to meet you." The Darumaka looked up to Alice, head tilted slightly. The Pokemon seemed to be processing the situation, keeping his distance from Alice obviously untrusting. It was understandable, he was traded to Alice without warning, but Kyle seemed more of an aggressive trainer and Biscuits looked like a very intellectual Pokemon. "I think the two of us are pretty alike Biscuits, I'm looking forwards to training with you." The Darumaka hesitated a moment before nodding slightly. With her new Pokemon on her side, Alice felt like she had a chance to take this tournament. All there was left to do was wait until the finals began.