Dear Y/N,

I went out for a bit and Dragonite looked sickly, I took him to the Pokémon Center on the first floor, hopefully everything will be alright, when you see this can you meet me down there?

Sincerely,

Iris.

: Iris I'm here, what's going on?

: they're all sick. Flu, I can't fight!

: woah woah, what do you mean they're all sick?

: I took them out for them to get some fresh air, one thing led to another, I gave them berries and potions to try and fight it, but nothing was helping, their under Nurse Joy's care now.

: and you can't fight?

: it's six on six! You're the only person who can do it.

: I'm not talking the title.

: please Y/N!

: why!? I can just give you five of my Pokémon and it would work really well.

: that means it's 5 on 6, and I don't know what your Pokémon do.

: I've trained you for how long and you never picked up their moves.

: sorry.

: I'll try to take out the first person, but the rest is for you.....how many days if this tournament spanning?

: only today.

: of friggin course it is! Alright fine kid, I'll fight for you, but you owe me big.

: first one up is Y/N and Cynthia.

: you already told them you wouldn't be able to fight didn't you?

: maybe.

: when I win this fight you and I are going to have a long chat about this.

: You sure you don't want to do this?

: it would feel wrong not using my own Pokémon.

: well I guess that's understandable.

: well....here goes nothing.

: I certainly hope this is a battle to remember.

: it should be, this is Cynthia we're talking about.

: but even then, no one knows anything about this Y/N fellow.