Moana - Warrior's Journey (AU after the first film)

Chapter 31: Corruption Devastation

Moana wiped her final drop of tears and stepped on the floor of the chief's large mansion-looking home. 

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"Orders, your majesty?" one servant asked. The chief turned his head so that three-fourth of his face was showing, he opened his lips, smirking but his teeth were still closed. Then he clicked his tongue and gestured as he slid his fingers across his neck. "As you wish."

"RAAAAAAHHHH!" Armies of soldiers charged out to Moana and Maui with their spears. 

"You know what to do, Maui," Moana said.

"Yes, chief," Maui replied. He jumped in front of Moana and blew a giant wind, creating a large sand dust fog.

Every soldiers coughed violently as they fanned the dust in front of their eyes. They were barely able to squint so that their eyes won't sting. When the dust fog died out, they realized Moana and Maui have surpassed them. When they looked back, Moana and Maui were already in the building, with two unconscious guards lying down in front of the gate. 

Inside the gate, Moana was shaking her hands and cracked her knuckles. "Well, that got my anger out a little," Moana said. "I need to punch harder to the chief of this island."

"That was a nice punch, kid, I admire that," Maui said. This time he was proud instead of freaked out by her aggressiveness. 

"By the way, all of the poles in this building... they all look so sharp," Moana pointed. "This can literally be used as a weapon."

"You're right," Maui said as he examined everything in the building. "Let's see..." he took out the scale from the pole. "These are much sharper than those viper's scales."

"You mean the ones from Uhanai?" Moana asked. 

"Yeah, look at it," Maui said as he held it out to her.

"Oh... wow..." Moana said. "I can cut myself just by holding it." She said as she carefully held the scale so she wouldn't get hurt.

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"Chief, they passed the first barrier," one servant said. "And they are taking the scales off of the pole that you build. What should we do next?"

"Better than I expected," the chief answered. "Well... allow me to face them. I'll show them what it feels like to be punished by the most powerful chief of Roimana."

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Moana took a deep breath into her nose and out to her mouth. She cracked her knuckles once more. Maui cracked his neck as he cocked them side to side. 

"Well, well, well, welcome," the chief said as he encountered them. His cheeks are pretty chubby, his skin is tan, has a lot of hair on his chin, his legs, and his arms, wears gray clothes made with gray feathers, and his eyes were fresh hazel. "My name is Wuruhi. Welcome to Roimana, where there are so much tears that you can make ocean out of them."

"Wuruhi, as a chief of Motunui, I demand you to treat them right," Moana said.

"Chief Moana of Motunui, unfortunately, I cannot do that," Wuruhi said.

"Your 'cannot' really means 'will not'," Moana said, still trying to hold her anger in.

"True, chief," Wuruhi chuckled as he replied. "Wow, you read my mind so well. I guess it's the connection between chiefs."

"Save those poor people, now!" Moana demanded.

"You may be the chief of Motunui, but not at Roimana," Wuruhi replied. "I need those people to suffer or I'll die."