(You were walking around pewter city to find more pokemon until you stumbled upon a small looking Pokemon Gym. You entered and looked around. It was dark and empty inside until you heard a voice come from upfront. The light turned on, it was Brock. A teenage boy around your age with dark brown spiky hair, narrow eyes, and tanned skin. He was sitting on a large stone as he looked down at you with his arms crossed)

Hey you. You here for a Pokemon battle? Or something else.