The rocking of the ship had settled for now. The ship rising and falling with the waves had made Falit sick to his stomach. He wasn't seasick- the Seafolk didn't get seasick- but he was worried for his wife, Maria. She didn't get seasick either, due to living with the Seafolk for the past two years. What made Falit sick to his stomach was the condition his wife was in right now. Falit felt a rough hand fall on his shoulder. He flinched and looked at the man connected to the hand, his brother in law.

Cid Gabbani was a rather intimidating man, or so people said when they first met him. He had long, black, perpetually greasy hair, a hawk-like face, and dark brown eyes with an intense light in them. The gambler-mechanic's hands were rough and calloused, and a few thin scars marked their way across his face. He had a cigarette between his middle and index fingers, the cigarrete's home pack just barely peeking out of the pocket of his brown trench coat.

"She will be fine," Cid said in somewhat choppy Alolan.

Falit grinned. "I'm glad to see that your Alolan has improved."

Cid blinked and stood still, mentally translating. Falit laughed as Cid cursed under his breath.

"Or maybe it hasn't, my dear Cid," Falit teased.

"Well, my English is still miles better," Cid grumbled in English.

"Maybe if you actually put some effort in that wouldn't be the case," Falit said. Cid smacked him lightly on the back of the head.

"I can still tell when you're insulting me in Alolan," Cid shot back. The two old friends grinned ruefully at each other, their minds temporarily off what had made Falit so worried. Of course, a reminder soon came.

"Mr. Hekekia?" A nurse said. "You may come in now."

Falit stepped into the room he had been pacing outside of, a grin breaking out onto his face. Sitting upright in the bed and looking exhausted was Maria Hekekia, his wife. Nevertheless, her brown eyes light up with joy when she saw Falit.

"Do you want to see him?" She asked in Alolan, holding up the bundle in her arms. Falit nodded dumbly and took the bundle carefully. Within was a baby boy, with a light brown skin tone not unlike Falit's own. As Falit was holding him, the baby opened his eyes to reveal dark brown irises, almost identical to Maria's.

"You have your mother's eyes," Falit said to the baby. The baby gurgled happily.

"Have you decided on a name?" Maria asked, brushing back some of her black hair.

As soon as Maria spoke, a soft wind blew through a window that was just barely open, signalling the end to the storm.

"The soft breeze," Falit said after a while. "Ahe."

Maria smiled. "A beautiful name for a beautiful boy."

Fifteen years later

Falit smiled, holding back a grunt as Ahe hugged him. The now-fifteen year old was growing into a strong man, although part of that strength was from his sheer excitement. Ahe quickly disengaged from the hug, holding the Pokéball and Trial Amulet in his hands, almost as if he didn't believe they were his.

"Go on, Ahe," Falit said. "Go on to Melemele Island. I'm sure Ukrit will ferry you there."

Ahe looked up at his mother and father and beamed.

"I'll be sure to keep in touch!" He said, turning to leave the house. As soon as his sandaled feet hit the deck outside the Hekekia house, he took off running, his brown hair whipping behind him.

'With Aurora by my side,' Ahe thought, 'nothing will stop me!'

So, welcome to Ahe Hekekia: The Origin! For those of you reading this and wondering what the hell is going on, let me explain. There is a Pokémon Roleplay called We Are All Pokémon Trainers, where you roleplay as, well, a Pokémon Trainer of your own design. My trainer is Ahe, one of the Seafolk and who enters the scene as a normal guy coming back to Alola after traveling around the world. The aim of this fanfic is, as is probably evident by the title, to tell Ahe's origin story.

This fanfic will be eleven chapters long, detailing how Ahe met each of the seven Pokémon that make up his roster when he first appears in the RP, as well as a few significant points in his life, including, well, the beginning.

And for those of you that are here from WAAPT, don't worry, I'm not going to reveal anything majorly against the RP, at least not intentionally.

Buckbuck2 out!