Sighing, I sit up in bed and stare into the inky black filling the room. The room's walls are naked, free of any hangings outside of a small wall clock; it's numbers unreadable. Even squinting, they remain nothing more than black splotches. Turning, I look out at the night sky through the round, porthole-esque window beside the bed. Unrivaled by the moon's brilliant light, the stars reign supreme over the sky, even seeming to shine brighter than ever before. With the moon hiding it's face and the sky clear of clouds, their light is supreme, having traveled millions of years already.
The waves are calm, causing the boat to rock only slightly as it travels towards it's destination. I had originally tried to use this to my advantage, by attempting to focus on it, but it had only reminded me of where I was going - feeding the fires of insomnia even further. I was aboard a fishing boat, bound for the previously restricted island chain of the Alola region. For as long as I could remember, the islands had been closed off to the public, supposedly to allow scientists and researchers compile a pokedex for use by trainers and tourists. Only recently had they lifted the restriction on the islands and began welcoming the populous to Alola, as well as opened the route for transit by ferries back and forth. As soon as I heard this, I had attempted to catch a ride on one of the first ferries bound for the islands, but due to my faulty alarm clock, I had missed my chance. However, I fortunately was able to convince a local fisherman to take me out on his next trip.
Kicking off the covers, I turn and stand beside the bed and stretch. After turning on the lights, I kneel down beside the bed and slide my suitcase out from underneath it. It's red, with an extendable handle and wheels. Unzipping it, I pick out a black short-sleeve shirt with a whit band across the shoulders and a worn pair of blue jeans - the color fading. I slip into the clothes and grab my jacket from the the nightstand beside the bed, and re-zip the suitcase, sliding it back underneath the bed. Pulling my jacket on, I walk across the small room and open the door, turning the lights off as I step out into the darkened hall. Turning right, I walk past the captain's room to the boat's cab. A few paintings adorn the walls out here, but very few. Entering the cab, I see the captain sitting in front of the controls. He's a portly, middle-aged man, but he's awfully kind. He wears a olive green fishing vest and has a captains cap pushed down over his eyes. He snores faintly - obviously asleep. Shaking my head, I move towards the door out of the cab and step out onto the deck.
From within, it seems that the boat is barely moving - only at a crawl - but in reality, it's moving quite fast. White froth is tossed up by the head of the boat, making it look like the boat's head is covered in snow. Approaching the railing, I rest my arms on it, laying my head atop my arms. Yawning, I close my eyes and think. Apparently Alola had a strange gym system. It supposedly didn't work like most gyms, rather it was a system of trials - run by select citizens called 'kahunas'. Apparently in place of badges there were these things called Z-Crystals, which were capable of giving your pokemon special, stronger moves or something. I was definitely curious, and I was excited to see experience all Alola had to offer. Stretching once again, I stand straight and go towards a pair of deck chairs bolted to the floor of the deck. I sigh and sit in the one closest to the railing, sit back, and close my eyes.