James was worried about the setting for his first gym battle but he wouldn't let it get to him too much. Life always throws out counters. His father has told him years ago, "[i]Always expect to fight your opposite. If you are fighting with fire, expect Water or ice[/i]"

James laughed and grabbed his pokeball. "No point in wasting anymore time, then!" James threw his pokeball in the air towards one of the few landing pads on the field. "Come on out, Charmander!" A flash of light from the pokeball was replaced by a short two-feet tall orange pokemon with a bright red flame on its tail. "Cute isn't he?" James chuckles when Charmander see's the water around him. "You'll be alright, little buddy. We've practiced in this before. Just remember our training!"