James Doran smiled big as he rode the elevator up the old gym of Lumiose City, the largest City in all of the world of Pokemon! Normally the gym was reserved for those trying to get badges, but for the first time in years there is to a Tournament for players from all over the globe, all of them bringing 6 of their strongest and closest Pokemon. "We can do it, guys" James said, looking down at his different colored pokeballs. 

Charizard's ball was gold with blue lightning stripes; Scizor's ball was a dark green with two red "eyes" on the top and bottom; Alakazam's purple pokeball was covered in grey shadows. Heracross and Magikarp are the last of James's personal collection not to have designed pokeballs: Heracross because James hasn't had the chance, and Magikarp because . . . he hasn't evolved yet. 

When the elevator door finally opened, James saw that he was the only one there, and by the wave of eager staff to help him, he could tell he might be waiting for a week or two for the rest of the challengers to arrive. James laughed and calmed down the staff, saying he was fine; accepted a drink and V.I.P. room of his own; and let his pokemon out to relax (he had to walk to a nearby fountain to let his Magikarp swim around.) 

"Relax now, guys. When everyone shows up, we will aim to win!" James laughed, petting Charzard's head. "I have faith in you guys." Then after a moment of thought, "But I may have to do something about Magikarp . . . "