Looking to the sky, he heard birds chirping, although the cold conditions of Mt. Silver was intense, the Pokemon that flew overhead seemed to be brushing it off like it was nothing, despite their weakness to ice. 'Pokemon are mysterious creatures', Ash thought, it was like how Ash and his Pokemon had adapted to the harsh blizzards of the mountain top, they indeed HAD adapted. The start was a long road, barely surviving the first few weeks and nearly perishing to its mercy but they fought on, learning from the strong wild Pokemon of the mountain and changing their lifestyles to fit in to their new ones.

A thundering roar had alerted Ash, grabbing hold of his sword and infusing aura in to it, that was also what had made the sword special, you normally can't feel, sense, infuse or mold an object since it didn't have any life, and aura is life energy, but this one was an exception. Infusing aura in to it would not fail to work, instead making it lighter, more durable and most defiantly stronger. Part of the process of the sword choosing it's master (like how Greninja had chosen Ash instead of vice versa) was reading their aura, one of a pure heart could wield it. And that is how Ash managed to wield it.

A Dragonite had landed in front of Ash, carrying a bag full of letters, he presumed that they had to put a pseudo-legendary as a messenger was in case any important items or letters were stashed in the bag.

The Dragonite strode closer to him, making a tremor with each step to signify the power it has stored within him, the aura of it bursting with energy, contained but menacing. It had handed a letter to Ash with a Pokemon League stamp on the end of the flap of the letter. Knowing it ha done it's job, the Dragonite flew away, making tiny hurricanes with each flap, of course not affecting Ash.

He walked back in to a cave with a small campfire at the end of it, where a cavern was spaced out, clearly man made or cleaned up with how spotless it looked. A Pikachu ran up to him, sensing his family had returned an instantly lighting a toothy smile from the cold trainer, only his Pokemon had ever made him smile like that, almost as if the small child with the dream to be a Pokemon Master had never left.

"Hey Pikachu, How're you holding up?" The trainer asked his faithful buddy.

"Like never better before!" The Small Mouse Pokemon exclaimed while flexing his arms in to a 'tough guy' impression.

More Pokemon had heard the commotion, and all rammed in to him at once, with a Crocanaw biting him and a Meganium nuzzling his body in, almost like before all that had happened after every journey.

He hadn't even noticed Greninja was behind him the whole time, even in the Dragonite ordeal, so when he got dragged back by an extremely long tounge, he was extremely grateful he wouldn't be trampled to a square.

"Hey everyone! I just got a letter and I wanted to let you all read it with me." He had actually said that in Pokespeech, while he wasn't as fluent yet, he was close, choosing 'Pikachu' as what he says, being taught by many Pokemon, he was actually really close and as he was bein taught Pokespeech, his Pokemon were being taught English and Japansese (or as they call it, 'Human Speech), since Ash hadn't learnt any other language other language apart from those ones. They had all agreed it would be easier to practice if they talked to each other as the ones they were being taught. Living on a mountain for a few years have them the slow, agonising time they needed.

"Thanks Ash!" They all replied in a chorus of verses. They sat down as Ash opened the letter.

As Ash was carefully opening the letter, a bomb appeared in front of his face, making Ash flinch backwards and land on his backside as it went off, making Gengar cackle like it was a small child that could laugh at anything.

One of these days Gengar, I'm gonna get you back." Ash swore.

Ash opened the letter and read it out loud, this time saying things in english,

Dear Ash Satoshi Ketchum... I am proud to announce to you that you are eligable to participate in the upcoming tournament called the Arceus World Tounament, the following rounds will happen: 256 Participants Preliminary rounds Top 128 Top 64 Top 32 Top 16 Top 8 Top 4 Final Rounds

League Winner

Ash stood, dumbfounded, so did his Pokemon, it stayed like that before Ash cheered, then all his Pokemon celebrated, he swung the letter round before he saw writing at the back of it. Curious, he picked it up and read it.

Did you really think you can hide from the League? C'mon, you know better than that, my all aspiring trainer." - Charles Goodshow. He looked below the message... P.S. "Sabrina Enlightened me on your innocence, glad to hear your a-okay." - Scott

Stupid jolly man." Ash said with a smirk on his face.