The earthquake that struck the Sinnoh region was devastating, collapsing buildings, eliminating electricity throughout entire cities, and killing or injuring hundreds of people. Four teenagers in particular gained the knowledge of who was responsible for the devastating tragedy, Running into a pair of men calling themselves members of an organization called Team Rocket. Defeating the both of them in a fiery Pokémon Battle, the pair fled, Hinting about a location somewhere in the northern portion of the region that held their headquarters. After a long night of tears, weariness, and attempts to cheer each other up, they bonded together and agreed to track down the villains and stop them from using the mysterious object that had allowed them to create earthquakes again. Each of them have their own reasons, the injury of loved ones, The death of family, injuries to their partner Pokémon, Revenge, but all of these things helped them create a friendship that would last them over the entirety of their journey.

The new day dawned bright, despite the devastation of the previous day, The laughter still lingering around the campsite as the small group of friends busied themselves in the chill of early morning, working together to clean up their gear. As one, They moved towards the Pokémon Center, it's red roof standing out among the darker neighboring buildings, in agreement that they would make one last visit to the unconscious professor Palm. With Poppy cradled gently in his arms, Scott was the first to enter the small room they had set aside for her, Moving over to the bed where the woman lay seemingly asleep, wires and tubes connected to her arms and face. The little Piplup chirped sadly and he instinctively lifted one of his hands to place it on the back of her head, rubbing the downy feathers comfortingly. 

It's going to be alright Poppy. They say that her body just need some time to heal before they can let her wake up." Scott whispered to his partner, Meeting her vivid blue gaze as she turned to look up at him. He smiled reassuringly, eyess soft. "I promise that she'll get better and be so happy to see you when we visit her next time." This seemed to cheer up The little water type, A series of short chirps and squeaks issuing from her tiny beak as she gratefully nuzzled her trainer's hand. 

Hesitating in the doorway, without any reason to grieve over the unconscious stranger, Alice found herself smiling a little at the gentle tones she heard Scott using with his Pokémon, using this as evidence that he would one day become a strong and caring trainer. This made her tighten her grip slightly around her own Pokémon, the little Zorua grunting softly with the pressure and turning questioning icy colored eyes up at her before snorting softly with a flick of a pointed ear and turning his attention back towards the curious scene before him, confused why they were there in the first place. "she's Rai's and Scott's friend. They wanted to say goodbye before we left." She explained as she watched his brow furrow, meeting his eyes as they were turned back in her direction, a light of understanding within them at her explanation. Gently running her fingers through the plume of red fur between his ears, Alice glanced towards Tobin, Giving him a small but reassuring smile.