Journey Towards Greatness

While Julian continued training his pokemon for their next gym battle against Elesa and her team of Electric-type pokemon, Julian decided to go with Darumaka and Drilbur as they didn't battle last time, Julian began their training and tried to increase their speed a little.

Electric-type attacks are fast, especially the Special Attacks, Drilur has nothing to worry about them because he is immune to them but Darumaka needs to increase his speed and momentum, with so much power behind all his attacks, Darumaka has been lacking around in the speed department and this can become his weakness.

Even though Darumaka's body doesn't allow him to run fast, Julian still has to come up with other ways to increase his speed, just because the body is shaped like a ball and he has small legs, it doesn't give him an excuse to be slow.

Julian decided to go with the rolling method but every time Darumaka's legs touch the ground he has to put more power behind them, this continued for hours until Darumaka was very tired and couldn't continue any further.

The only reason Darumaka trains this hard is because he wants to create bigger explosions, he just liked playing with fire, his target is Infernape and he wants to become as strong as him because he once saw Infernape use his fire to destroy some waste and turn into ashes, from that day onward Darumaka wanted to create flames as big as Infernape.

He even started to burn down the garbage instead of Infernape, once Darumaka's training was done, Julian focused on Drilbur, Drilbur will be one of his strongest pokemons after he evolves.

With typing like steel and ground together, it was a very powerful combination to too many resistance and immunity, Drilbur could easily become his all rounder and take on any type of pokemon that comes in front of him.

Drilbur's training is much standard, he mostly goes through strengthening training while improving both his defense and special defense, he doesn't have to work on his attack because it is already up there with his other friends such as Darumaka.

Training is hard but his pokemons did whatever it took to grow stronger, they have to see what the pokemons under Julian can do, if they slack off they will be left behind and everyone knows that, with such high standards in Julian's team, his pokemons do feel the pressure of not being able to perform as good as their seniors who are very strong.

Julian also knows this, that is why he never let his older pokemon display their true powers in front of the younger ones until he is certain that they are ready to take the next step into their training and becoming stronger.

Julian doesn't want to pressure them but they already feel the pressure, Julian knows this so he is never too strict on them, he never scolds them for doing bad, he just cheers them up and makes them train harder, that is all.

It is not his new pokemons fault that their seniors are so strong and Julian understands this clearly and it was up to him so that his new pokemons don't feel left behind.

With today's training done, Julian decided to give his pokemons some treat and booked a pokemon massage parlor for them to relax their muscles. After the training ended, he headed straight towards the city and took his pokemons to the parlor so they can rest while he takes care of the Volcarona's egg.

Julian could tell that the egg is developing really well and the system confirmed the heart is already starting to form inside the egg, with the constant exposure of the Light stone of Reshiram and Julian's care the egg is developing nicely.

The day ended soon after Julian went back to his hotel room, he put all his pokemon to bed and waited for tomorrow.

Next morning, after the daily usual routine Julian headed out and went straight towards the Battle Institute to see if the hype about is place is real or not, many elite trainers claim that this is the best place for a trainer to hone their skills and develop further.

Julian knows nothing about this place so he is very curious to see what happens inside and how things work, after a few minutes of riding around the city, he finally arrived in front of a massive building that looked like a palace, it had red long flags hanging down its wall with the symbol of Battle Institute etched in it.

Julian looked around and noticed a lot of trainers hanging around the area, most of them were normal people and few trainers and they didn't stand out much, they were only here to meet famous trainers who usually hangout inside the Battle Institute.

People and trainers come here daily to get a glance at their favorite trainer, sometimes they get lucky and see them, and sometimes they don't. It is just how it is, Julian decided to enter the institute and check it out himself.

His pokemons have done enough physical and mental training and now it is time for them to experience really hard battles for further improvement.

As he stepped into the institute many people looked at him wondering who he is, luckily for Julian many elite trainers hide their faces while entering the institute so that they don't get disturbed by their fans, they are here to train and not to show of themselves in front of their fans, well there are some who purposely show off in front of the crowd for some cheers.

Julian ignored their stairs and walked straight towards the gate, as he got there two guards stopped him in his tracks.

"Sir, do you have a membership card?"

One of the guards asked.

Julian "No"

"Then can I have your id to confirm your identity, if you meet the criteria then you can enter and if not, I request you to go back"

Another guard said and asked for Julian's ID, sometimes trainers who have never been to Battle Institute come to take a look and it is up to these guards to check their identity and see if they are elite trainers or not, if not they will have to sent the ones who didn't reach the criteria back.

It was not such a hard job as the internet made things easier for them and they can search for any Elite trainers and their name will be there along with their stats and battle records.