Before I begin, I'd like to give a big thank you to Guest for reviewing! I love getting feedback on my stories and I'm glad you're enjoying it so far! I didn't start writing this chapter yet after publishing the last one since I had ideas for other stories that I'm currently working on that are Moana-related, one of which is an idea that popped into my head one day that is kind of like a prompt.

Anyway, I'm sure you guys may want to get to reading this chapter, so I'll end this author's note here.


After fully turning around to face Moana, Maui flicked his wrist slightly, his hook beginning to glow blue at the motion. His face still showed no emotion as he began to slowly walk towards Moana.

"M-Maui! It's me, Moana!" She called, beginning to back away again from fear, "D-Don't you remember?!" Upon hearing those words, Maui seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in.

"Of course I remember!" He said with a chuckle, his chuckle not sounding dark nor evil or anything, making her feel a bit relieved, "I was just messin' with ya!" Moana was confused, not knowing whether the stone was cursing him but waiting until her trust was gained to have him attack or if he somehow wasn't affected by the curse.

"So...you're not going to hurt me?" She asked, not yet letting her guard down just in case this was a trick, "Because you said...it was the opposite of the Heart of Te Fiti." Maui shrugged.

"Guess it doesn't have the power to affect me." He said, opening his hand and looking down at it, "Considering it was made by a mortal and doesn't belong to a god or goddess, maybe it can't curse demigods." He then tucked it between his skirt and his hip as he smiled at her. "And believe me, it'd take a lot of power to actually curse a demigod, so whatever magic was used to curse this object, it wasn't powerful enough. The gods can grant mortals magic powers, but they make sure the strength of the magic isn't powerful enough to match a demigod's powers or theirs."

"Because they can use it for stuff like this." Moana said in realization.

"Yeah, and making stuff like this is sure to get their powers stripped from them." Maui explained, glancing at the stone before looking back at Moana, "There's a rule the gods have that forbids using powers for anything bad, like cursing an object. The reason? The gods don't want to be known for giving powers to people who will misuse them. It'd just make them look bad."

"So what should we do with the Heart?" Moana asked as she glanced at the object, "Is there anything we can do?"

"Best thing to do is bring it to the gods." Maui explained, holding the Heart in his hand, "Well, first we go around islands trying to find out who made this, get more information on it, then take it – and the person who created it, whether they want to or not – to the gods so they can deal with it." He then smirked as he held his hook out and looked at it. "And if the person who created it doesn't come with us, I think my hook and I will be able to convince them." Moana frowned.

"Um, wouldn't that be a bad thing to do?" She asked, kind of concerned about what it could do to his image, "I mean...hurting whoever did it could get you in trouble with his people, right? Or at least, the gods." Maui smiled at her as he began to walk out of the forest, holding his hook over his shoulder.

"Trust me, if the gods don't approve of cursing objects, they won't care if I have to talk some sense into the person who did it." He said as she followed him, "I'm pretty well-known around the Pacific Islands, so the people inhabiting these islands know who I am." He twirled his hook before holding it over his shoulder again. "And whoever cursed this island wouldn't really mess with a demigod, anyway. Humans are much wiser than that." Moana ran to the shore after they exited the forest and hopped on the boat as Maui tossed his hook onto the deck before climbing onto it.

"So you're saying no one dared to mess with you before?" She asked, curious, "Like no one's questioned your power?"

Maui frowned, remembering one guy who questioned his powers after he had learned of Maui being born a human and being taken in by the gods: the main reason he had trouble opening up about his abandonment and the reason he had trouble opening up to people at all unless he knew he could fully trust them. Before that, Maui opened up to just about anyone about his past, but after the man had questioned him and the other villagers of the island began to as well, Maui didn't really know who he could trust, so he stopped opening up to people, wanting to avoid being questioned again since he didn't like people questioning his powers. Not to mention he almost got the urge to destroy the entire island in a fit of rage but decided against it and just flew off, never to be seen by its people again.

"Maui?" Moana asked after his memory ended, "You okay? No one did question your powers, right?" She then wondered if she had done something wrong by asking him after seeing a glare appear on his face before his face softened again. She then decided it was possibly because of a bad memory.

"Look Curly," Maui said as he looked down with a sigh, "I...don't really want to talk about it right now... It's not that I don't trust you, but...it's kinda upsetting for me to talk about." Moana nodded, seeming to understand what he had meant. With how he had glared at what she assumed was a memory, it was easy for her to tell that the memory made him a bit angry and she knew what he was like when he got angry, not wanting to go there again and get thrown into the ocean.

"Well then," she began with a smile as she clapped her hands together, "shall we set sail for the island? Or, should I say, 'the islands', since we're going to be sailing to many of them." Maui chuckled.

"Yeah, sure." He said, pulling the sail to get the boat moving, "We've got plenty of islands to cover, anyway. So we better start now." He then passed Moana her oar before she turned it over so she could see the autographed side, smiling and placing her fingers fondly over the carving before sticking the oar into the water. Maui couldn't help but smile as he watched her before climbing up onto the mast.

"Next stop, the closest island to this one!" Maui announced cheerfully as he made wind blow on the sails.

Moana smiled at his attitude since she loved seeing him this way. Whenever he was happy, she was happy. Since restoring the Heart they seemed to have developed some kind of special connection where one's mood effected the other's mood, meaning that if one was happy, the other was too. If one was mad at something, the other was mad at it also. But arguments between them still stayed the same, the hurtful words still being exchanged back and forth, except like always it was Maui mostly saying them.

But right now, Moana was enjoying her time with Maui, knowing he was in one of his good moods. And when he was in this mood, she truly enjoyed being around him and never wanted it to end. Sometimes she enjoyed it so much that she'd try to keep him in that mood, though depending on the situation she'd either succeed or fail.

"You hungry Maui?" She asked as she dug in the supply for a coconut they could share. Maui just smiled and shook his head.

"Mo, I'm a demigod." He reminded her, still smiling at her, "But sure! I could use some food, especially since we might be travelling to several islands before finding the right one." Moana smiled before cracking open a coconut and giving Maui one half of it.

"To us solving this mystery once and for all." She said, holding her coconut half to his before they started to drink the water inside.

After they had eaten, Maui climbed back up on the mast to look out for any nearby islands. He spotted the one he'd pulled up in the distance before straightening the sail and taking a deep breath before blowing on it, causing the boat to go very fast.

"Whoa!" Moana cried as she clung on to the mast before looking up at Maui.

"Hang on, kid!" Maui yelled to her before looking straight at the island again, "This island I wanted to show you is huge!" Moana frowned.

"Can't you show me after our adventure?" She called back to him, "We need to find out who made the Heart of Te Kā and take them to the gods, right?" Maui frowned before taking the stone from between his skirt and hip and looking at it.

It flashed once, and Maui – thinking it would cause something bad to happen – chucked it right into the water ahead of him, his eyes wide and a frown on his face like when he'd thrown the Heart of Te Fiti into the water at the beginning of their journey to restore the Heart.

"MAUI!" Moana shouted, running to the edge of the boat and reaching her hand out as if trying to catch it, her eyes wide-open and a shocked look on her face, "We're not supposed to do that!"

"Look Moana, that stone is cursed!" He argued, looking down at her, an obvious look of fear on his face, "It flashed once and I didn't want to take the chance of it burning our boat down!" Just as he finished saying that, the ocean chucked the stone back onto the canoe and as it slid towards Moana she picked it up and placed it gently inside her necklace.

"Thanks, Ocean." She said with a smile as she clicked her necklace shut, "Now it should be safe in here." Maui looked shocked and as he looked at the ocean, holding his free hand out in Moana's direction, it sprayed him in the face with a small stream of water before he spit it out.

"C'mon, really!?" He complained to it, "You want us to die?" The ocean just shook its "head" in response.

"I think it wants us to continue to search the islands for the creator of the stone." Moana guessed, placing a hand on her locket as she glanced at it. The ocean then nodded in response.

"Well if I die, you two stay away from my funeral." Maui said, placing his free hand on his hip before sighing and turning the sail to change course as Moana caught a glimpse of the island Maui had told her about before taking her to the cursed island earlier.

"Wow, that island is big." Moana said, amazed, "How were you able to pull that up?" Maui smirked as he looked down at her.

"I'm a demigod, Mo." He said, flexing his free arm's muscle, "Remember? We're strong, and if I wasn't strong, I wouldn't be pulling up these islands for you guys." Just as Maui had finished, he caught a glimpse of something small and orange-ish colored from the corner of his eye on the top of the sail and his smile quickly faded to a look of shock as he looked in its direction.

"Uhh, Moana?" He said, his eyes wide with horror, "I told you it was cursed." As Moana looked up, she gasped.


Okay, here is the rewritten fifth chapter. I hope you liked it! Also if you haven't seen the original fifth and sixth chapters, I'm thinking of adding them at the end of the story when I'm finished with it. But for right now, I'm off to writing the new sixth chapter to this story.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it so far and the reason I rewrote it is so there could be more adventure in it instead of having to wait two or so chapters for there to be some – if not more – adventure in the story.