<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/4/46/VSLt_Surge.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Colonel Surge<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Douglasberg City Streets<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hibana, Skylar, Lexi, John, Dr. Pierce<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokémon:</strong>Raichu<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Chuuu!" Surge's pokemon of choice cried in greeting as Salamence came out, running over to say hello to the worthy opponent and friend it hadn't seen for quite some time. With a curious twitch of its ears, it then waddled over to Bagon, offering its paw to the new little dragon that its friend had given birth to. Raichu seemed happy to have another possible strong challenger in its future; just like its master, it found the hard-won battles to be the most satisfying, and any offspring of Salamence could only be very strong.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Surge just gave a nod to John's talk about his son, but said nothing further on the subject. Firstly, as far as he knew, they still had all eight Gym Leader positions filled, so there wouldn't be any room for Skylar there. And more importantly, the kid had yet to really prove himself to Surge; he'd have to see him in some real action before he thought about bringing him into what he was going to make one of the toughest Pokemon Leagues in the world.<br/><br/>"We don't really know what the deal is with these stones yet. Just found them a few days ago down in the ruins. Some treasure hunter managed to crack open one of the old bank vaults and found a few. We've been tracking more and more of them down since then, trying to figure out what's so special about them," the Elite Four member explained, grinning at Skylar's passion. "If you're not just talking crap about helping out, though, you can start by coming by the Summit tomorrow. We'll probably have a few practice matches between the Leaders, and we can see if you're even worth my time. You're invited too, John," the hulk of a man offered. Asking Skylar to hold his own against some extremely green Gym Leaders shouldn't have been too tall of an order for John Rhodes' son.