A blizzard blew atop of Mount Silver as Blake, the Johto champion, trudged through the snow with his only one good hand against the side of the mountain. His single eye was staring ahead as he walked, the eye slightly narrowed while pure annoyance was present.

“I hate this cursed mountain so much...” The trainer would mumble to himself as he cursed the mountain for his current condition and for the fact that it have finished killing off his Typhlosion.

“That stupid freak of nature Pikachu shouldn't even be alive because of its damn condition..” He scowls as he complained about Red's Pikachu that he had fought against and ended up losing, the teenager eventually finding light.

He made his way over till he ended up inside of a cave that had a campfire, a few supplies and more to stay alive in the blizzard. Blake glanced around for anyone before he walked over to the campfire and sat down to get warm for the time being, unaware that someone else was with him in the cave.