The Last Son of Waikiki was a man that Hawaii had never ever seen before. He had survived the malicious attack of the Japanese (I of course only hate them for their government, not the individuals themselves) on the wonderful shores of Hawaii to destroy the insignificant and least important American base called the "Pearl Harbor" as it was home to many clams before the base had moved in.

With this act of unadulterated evil, it would only be natural that a hero would arise out of the ashes of Hawaii or the wonderful dream island as it was known to the haoles (The Mainlanders). Fortunately for the inhabitants of the former Kingdom of Hawaii, their hero would become a reality.

The Last Son of Waikiki they said! The Last Son of Waikiki was a lot like a certain 1950s superhero but he was vastly different. First of all, he was Hawaiian, his Krypton was not completely destroyed, and he wasn't the only survivor of the treacherous Japanese attack but he was much more than that.

He could single handedly destroy five hundred evil Japanese Kamikaze planes within a blink of an eye. And with those magical powers, he was ready to become a hero never before seen in American or Hawaiian history.

This is a story about the wonderful adventures of Hoana and other ordinary folk.