A.N. – So this story is actually a culmination of months of ideas randomly popping around in my head. My previous stories mainly dealt with Red as he started out his journey and so on, but after reading a bunch of stories I realized that what I enjoy the most is when he is coming down from Mt. Silver after many years and the resulting situations. So I decided to try my hand at one of those, and here we have it. The start is probably very similar to many out there already, but the rest will be different, I promise. It's Red, but put into the B2W2 game. I already have the first twenty-five odd chapters mapped out, but nothing is set in stone. Looking forward to your reviews and suggestions!

A.N. Updated – I decided that I didn't like a lot of what I have done with the story, so I am rewriting it with some changes. I know it's been pretty long since I last posted a new chapter but LIFE finds a way (to get in the middle of everything). Hope you guys enjoy the new and hopefully improved versions.

Prologue

It was evening time in Viridian City. A cool breeze wafted along the northern part of the city. It blew in from the north, from the place called Viridian Forest even though the forest was closer to Pewter City. It blew past various people returning home from the daily grind and it blew past various pokemon that were lounging on the streets, either with their owners or waiting for them outside a building. It blew until it reached a large building set a little distance away from all others and there it blew and ruffled a man's already messy hair.

The young man stood outside the building he had called his workplace for over half a decade and thought about the letter he had received that morning. He ran his hand through his untidy brown hair and pulled out the document in question. It was on the finest quality paper, with a familiar letterhead and seal. He had been receiving letters bearing the seal ever since he had started working here but he had known of the seal and seen it on his trainer card for years prior to that. He read through the letter again.

Dear Blue Oak,

The Pokemon League, in collaboration with the Driftveil City Gym, is pleased to invite you to the first edition of the Pokemon World Tournament to be held in Driftveil City, Unova beginning October 1st of this year.

Based on your status as a past or current Champion and as a past or current Gym Leader, you are eligible for the following competitions –

· Driftveil Tournament

· Kanto Leaders Tournament

· World Leaders Tournament

· Champions Tournament

You may participate in however many you would like to. Each competition will be held separately and on different dates, allowing you ample time for the rest and recovery of your pokemon.

We request that you RSVP regarding your attendance and the competitions you will be participating in. All competitors are expected to check in at Driftveil City two days prior to the start of the tournament where they will be briefed and their pokemon will be registered.

Looking forward to your participation,

Yours truly,

The Pokemon League President

There were more sheets after the first, but they just outlining each of the competitions Blue was eligible for. He had received the letter in the morning, just when he was entering the Gym. It had been wedged into the doorway, and had fluttered down when he opened the door. It was not the standard protocol for official League communication, but the seal, the letterhead and the signature were genuine. Normally any official communication was passed on via a League courier, who personally went to the recipients with the documentation. He supposed that with the scale of the tournament, there were too many Trainers to reach out to and following the standard format would be a waste of time and resources. After his initial perusal, the very idea seemed ludicrous. A World Tournament?! Everybody leaving their Gyms and homes to go to a far off region for a who knew how long? What would be the scale of such a tournament? The sheer number of Trainers would make logistics a nightmare! The regional League competition itself was a horror and this would be that many times over.

All day he had been thinking along those lines. But over the course of the day, as he defeated challenger after challenger, his brain caught up and he realized that this was needed on various levels. For a few years now, he had been undefeated. There had been no contender for Champion from Kanto since he had lost the title all those years ago. Maybe he was just too strong, or maybe people from Kanto weren't interested in training as much as Johto citizens since the two nations were united into the Indigo Alliance. Hopefully such a tournament would ignite national pride in his fellow Kantonians and light a pokemon training fire in them.

Also, each region claimed to have the strongest Trainers but the only way to show it was for them to travel to other regions and battle against local trainers. Champions and Gym Leaders were rarely able to, in light of their various duties and they were the strongest trainers of their regions. This would be an official, League sanctioned tournament which would finally prove once and for all where the best trainers were from. His analytical training kicked in. Each region would know where they stood in world with regards to Trainer strength, combined Gym strength, individual Gym strength. The regional Leagues could balance out their Gyms better, or even the Elite Four.

Blue could feel his blood heating up. He would attend. He would participate. He would be involved in the research and analysis. He had been contemplating this sort of study within Kanto for some time now. He hurried home to draft his reply. Many questions of his would be answered later this year. And of course, the biggest argument of them all – which Trainer was the strongest in the world. His first thought was of eight years ago, when he gained his Champion status, and of the Trainer who he lost it to.

A.N. – What do you guys think? It's not going to be just the PWT. In fact, it's going to be less of PWT and more of travelling Unova. Sorry the prologue is so short, but I had originally planned to jump straight into chapter 1, but this idea struck me while I was writing so I added a prologue.