There Are Many Paths To Tread

'' This day is turning out just swell,'' I thought sarcastically, rolling my eyes in frustration.

'' Okay, definitely not cute little coconuts,'' Moana gulped nervously.

The Kakamora all wore expressions of fury upon noticing us attempting an escape.

'' Well that's just wrong,'' I thought as a short hysterical sort of laugh escaped my lips despite the tense situation.

I turned my head back in the direction we were attempting to escape.

'' You actually thought them cute?'' Maui exclaimed and slapped the side of his head in disbelief.

My amusement was quelled as soon as it had begun upon hearing the sound of the pursuing ship behind us.

Moana, too, was becoming more panicked when she realized we were now being chased by pirates keen on pillaging Te Fiti's heart for their own use.

'' They're gaining on us, ocean, please help us!'' she cried out to the unresponsive water.

'' The ocean doesn't help you, you help yourself,'' Maui scolded before turning to actually watch me for the first time since the boat started moving.

His expression held some surprise upon realizing I'd already done the necessary adjustments to the boat when he'd still stood preoccupied with the sudden appearance of the Kakamora.

A pleased expression took its place for a moment before Maui's attention shifted back to the pirates.

I chanced a glance to the back side of the boat as a war-horn was put to use and the sound of their wildly beating drums accompanying the sound was nerve-wracking.

Those creatures did look threatening despite wearing coconut armour and being the height of only about ninety-five centimetres.

They all had bristly looking hair that looked a lot like the fibre on a coconut and they had long sharp looking talons.

Seeing those Kakamora using a massive conch- shell as a warhorn made the situation worse.

And so did Moana's panicked exclamation.

'' CAN'T you shape-shift or something?''

I snapped my head back to view the impending argument playing out in front of me.

''Do you SEE my hook, Curly? NO magic hook equals NO magic powers!'' Maui shot back at the panicking girl, gesturing down to Mini Maui who was shaking his head in confirmation.

'' You are the demigod of the WIND and Sea, Maui! Are you unable to BLOW more wind to our sail? Moana's ancestors didn't build this canoe for high-speed chases!'' I snarled out.

Maui and Moana both turned to me in surprise before a thoughtful expression crossed the man's face.

'' Is it possible for you to make the boat go faster?'' Moana gasped out to the demigod.

But before we could confirm my thoughts to be either a 'yes or a no', our thoughts were distracted by the sound of another harpoon flying through the air.

Whoosh...

'' AHHH!''

A tortured shriek escaped my lips as my senses were suddenly assaulted by a sharp, tearing agony.

My grip on the rope and paddle faltered as stars entered my vision from the pain that had assaulted my senses.

Maui jumped in to pull me out of the back of the canoe and towards the centre of the deck, tightening the rope at the same time so as to stop the sail from slackening and slowing down our speed.