Timothy made his way slowly to the port at Snowpoint city. He hadn't been back this way in Sinnoh since he had taken the Gym Challenge, and it was just as cold as he had remembered. And empty for that matter. The only other person he had seen at the Pokemon Center was a young girl who had run in to get her Pokemon healed in a hurry, before running back out. A shiver returned his thoughts to the present, and he pulled a green scarf around his neck a little tighter and continued on, his feet crunching in the light snowfall on the ground. He would have looked pretty comical to a passerby. His Ninjask was perched atop his head, wings lowered, barely moving because of the cold. Timothy appeared to be carrying a bumpy red backpack, but on closer inspection it was actually his Shuckle, it's long and skinny limbs wrapped around his shoulders. All this on top of his characteristic white shirt with green suspenders holding up green pants, and his odd hair coloring of white and green stripes, would have turned anyone's eye. But no one was around, so Timothy walked on in silence.
As he was just starting to make out a yacht, he could see that same the same girl just reaching the port and boarding the ship. "Must have forgotten something," he thought to himself. Getting closer, he now saw two more people, both men, arguing on a bench at the docks. He couldn't be sure, but it looked to be more friendly banter than anything. Finally he got close enough to make out some words.
"Do you know if anyone else is coming?"
"F-fabian is coming, out of the Elite 4 I'm the rep, I'm quite sure they voted me to go while I was at Stark Mt. Shiro, Lucillee, and Sky, those three voted me...I question if they chose the right person for the job. The letter said the top Pokemon Coordinators are coming...I haven't seen her yet,"
It was then Timothy realized they must be talking about something akin to the mysterious invitation he had received from some person named R, of all things. Timothy recognized one of the men as Zane, a member of the Sinnoh Elite Four. Despite being the youngest member and the first to face challengers, he was quite possibly the strongest of the four. Timothy remembered how difficult his battle against Zane had been, especially because of the type advantage his team held against bug tyoes. Timothy's Ninjask also seemed to recognize Zane, perking up and vibrating its wings rapidly while re-positioning itself on Timothy's head almost like it wanted to take off and fly right at Zane. "There there, Ninjask," Timothy said calmly, "it's not time to battle yet, but I'm sure when it is that Zane would be happy to have a rematch."
Timothy didn't recognize the man Zane was talking to, but judging by the contents of the letter, he guessed that he must either be a Frontier Brain or a coordinator. But considering Zane had just mentioned a female coordinator that had not yet arrived, the other man on the bench was probably a Brain.
"Hi Zane!" Timothy said cheerfully when he got into earshot. "Nice to see you here too." Turning to the other fellow, Timothy held out his hand. "I don't believe we've met, my name is Timothy." It was rather embarrassing for him, because being Champion and all he should have a better idea of who the Frontier Brains were, at least, if not the top coordinators. He had always meant to visit the Battle Frontier, but he had just never ended up going during his time off of league matches. But there was no time like the present to start meeting the top Pokemon trainers in Sinnoh.
