Maui laid on his back with his arms under his head, studying the stars and trying to rest while Taianui and Hina took over the sailing. The faster currents that Tangaroa provided would make them arrive at Tuna-roa's lair in a few short hours, so Maui closed his eyes to sleep, but his tremulous thoughts made him unable to relax.

With each passing day his worry for Moana grew. His tried to hide it, but his friends and sister knew him too well to be fooled. They never spoke of it, but every so often Taianui would regal stories of Moana's bravery and determination, no doubt trying to keep Maui encouraged. It didn't help, but Maui was grateful nonetheless, especially since he had been worried that he potentially ruined his friendship with Taianui.

When Maui had tried to apologize, Taianui just clapped him on the shoulder, saying not to worry about it; he had sisters, so he understood Maui's struggle.

Maui still tried to make up for his blunder by allowing Taianui and Hina to have as much alone time as they could while on a canoe with several other people. As chaperone it was his job to protect both of their reputations, so Maui only glared at the couple when they started getting to close to each other. Watching them blush and squirm was just an added bonus.

Focusing on his fellow wayfinders helped calm Maui's thoughts and he finally felt the tension ease away from his body enough for him to doze lightly. Hina's soft laughter drifted from the back of the canoe, making Maui smile sleepily. It was nice seeing his sister so happy, nice spending time with her again. Guilt still clawed at his heart whenever he thought about her confessions in the forest, but Maui promised that he would not make that same mistake again. He hoped that Hina would stay on Motunui for a while, once this fiasco with Tuna was over.

A tug on his arm made Maui wince and he sat up to look at the Mini's jumping on his chest. In the pre-dawn light he could see them pointing wildly in front of them.

The once smooth waves had become choppy and the current pulled them along easily, even without Taianui's help. Maui looked into the water and could see what looked like a large coral reef beneath the water.

"I think we're here, Big Guy," Taianui called from his steering spot in the back.

Maui grabbed his hook and stood, noticing Hina walking to stand next to him. They both started in awe at the island of coral in front of them. The coral gleamed in the morning light, the splashing water shining so brightly that it hurt Maui's eyes. As they watched a geyser of water shot out from the middle of the island, spraying over the whole island and creating shimmering rainbows in its mist.

Water splashed onto the canoe, causing the boat to rock gently. Maui turned to see Tangaroa sitting on the canoe and resting against the mast.

"Tuna's lair," he said, seemingly unimpressed with the wonder in front of them. "Made completely of coral, the only way in being through the top and a hidden passage deep underwater." The canoe drifted to the side of the island and grounded with a slight jostle.

"Any weak spots?" Taianui stood and grabbed his spear from the cargo hold, tossing it from one hand to the other.

Tangaroa shrugged, "Hard to say. Its hollow inside, with columns around a large pool. I didn't see very much, since I was trying to keep Moana alive. A very difficult task given the fact that she was constantly trying to attack the eel."

Maui chuckled and shared a smile with Taianui. Tuna had definitely picked the wrong woman to kidnap. Maui was sure Moana had given the eel plenty of opportunities to regret his decision over the past several days.

"Let's get going." Maui shouldered his hook, preparing to leave and looking at his companions to see if they were ready. Taianui had moved back to Hina's side and was looking at her with a smirk.

"If we're not back in a few hours, promise to remember me." He winked and flashed Maui a grin. Maui settled his hook on the ground and rested his arm on the top of the handle. He smirked when Hina smiled back at Taianui. Maui knew that dangerous grin, recognized the glint in her eyes. He barked a laugh.

"Wrong thing to say, my friend."

Taianui looked at Maui with obvious confusion and Maui could barely contain his laughter when Hina stepped away from the men.

"You consider Maui a great warrior, correct?" She asked with false sweetness. "Well, who do you think taught him?"

She reached out a hand and a bright light surrounded her. Maui shielded his eyes in the nook of his arm, waiting for the blinding light to disappear. In an instant the light was gone.

Maui looked up and saw his sister standing with a smug smile on her face. Her loose dress had transformed into a fitted bodice and skirt, her long hair coiled tightly around her head and flowing down her back. Gripped in her hand, standing taller than even Maui, was a silver, shining spear made from pure white coral. A rush of nostalgia came over Maui and he stepped forward to poke the weapon.

"Still playing with this old thing, Sister?"

With the skill of a seasoned warrior, Hina jerked the spear away from his hand and in a blink of an eye had the point aimed at his throat.

"Remember, dear brother, this 'old thing' has given you many bruises before. I would help jog your memory, but time is precious and we must be going."

With a twirl and a grin Hina had her weapon resting on her shoulder and she jumped from the canoe, landing gracefully on the coral island. She knelt down and ran her hand along the shining surface.

"Tuna apparently has my same appreciation for coral," she called back to the men, "but this is an abomination. The reef is in pain, and from Tangaroa's description the inside is hardly natural. Maui, you must destroy it when we are all done, let the ocean run its natural course."

She looked back at Maui, determination on her face. Maui knew better than to refuse her when she felt passionate about something.

"Of course," he readily agreed.

Hina nodded and began climbing the island, her large spear not hindering her speed in the slightest. Maui stepped off the boat, with Taianui hovering near his elbow.

"You never told me she could fight," his friend whispered harshly.

"You never asked."

Taianui looked at his own weapon which literally paled in comparison to Hina's glowing weapon.

"She's probably been laughing at me this whole time."

"Yeah, probably," Maui smirked, which earned him a punch on the shoulder.

Another geyser of water shot from the opening, making the men duck their heads as water splashed over them. Maui quickly tied up his hair to keep it from dripping into his eyes.

"If we're going to enter, best do it now," Hina called from her place at the top. Taianui moved to join her.

"The water is deep enough to allow you to dive without killing yourself," Tangaroa called out from the water, "I'll stay here and keep watch on the canoe. Oh, and Maui-"

Maui turned in time to catch the water skin Tangaroa threw at him.

"Moana will probably need this."

"Thanks," Maui called back to his friend, tying the bag to his waistband. He joined the couple at the geyser and looked down into the hole.

Good, not as deep as Lalotai.

The Mini's held onto each other and trembled in fear, making Maui roll his eyes and shrug them onto his back.

"Great," Taianui muttered, "I just wanted to jump into another hole towards a giant sea monster determined to eat me."

Hina laughed and smacked a loud kiss onto Taianui's cheek.

"Stop complaining and let's go. First person to hit the water first gets tell the story back home!"

With a loud "chee-ho" Hina leapt into the hole. After several more grumbles about family similarities, Taianui followed.

"Keep an eye on the ocean, Tangaroa," Maui called out, "if the water turns red, you'll know it's over."

I'm coming, Moana.

Maui gave a loud warrior cry of his own, lifted his hook above his head and jumped.