Before you read this chapter, I'd like to add a trigger warning here for those with depression. There are no suicidal thoughts in this chapter, but in the third paragraph (second sentence) there is a sharp rock. I decided to warn about this in case it could be a trigger for those suffering from depression.

It's been a few hours since Maui started checking the island for a means of escaping, and he was now sitting on the sandy shore of his island, his elbows on his knees and his chin resting on the palms of his hands. He sighed, having given up an hour earlier.

It's useless... He thought, dragging a finger through the sand on his left side, breathing out a sigh of defeat, I'm never getting off this stupid island... Besides, maybe the gods told the mortals what I'd done. Maybe the mortals...didn't need the power to create life itself and could've thrived on their own without it, so even they're upset.

After he had thought that, he looked back to the fruits April had left for him, deciding he was hungry and husking one of the coconuts with a flat, sharp rock he'd found. He looked at the rock as he turned it around in his hand a few times.

Everyone seems to hate me... He thought with a sigh as he tossed the rock back onto the sand, I try to give them everything, and they freaking hate me for it. Tears began to well up in his eyes as he had thought that, a lump forming in his throat as he tried – no, fought – to hold the tears back. I've lost everything I'd ever wanted, that I thought I'd finally earned... All of it. It's just gone!

As he went to drink the water in hopes of getting everything off his mind, he noticed the ocean just looking at him.

"What?" He asked, clearly also upset and trying to show it without letting his voice crack from his own sadness, "Are you disappointed in me too? Because if so, I don't need to hear it. I already know I'm a disappointment to all! I'm no longer a hero to all, either. And I really don't need to hear it from anyone! I know I've failed..." His voice sounded sad as he once again tried not to let the tears fall, the lump once again appearing in his throat. "Everything I've worked so hard for... Gone!" At the last word, his voice finally cracked, him being unable to hold back the tears anymore as they just streamed down his face.

He looked down at the husked coconut in his hands and gently set it down so the water didn't spill before putting his face in his hands, letting out quiet, gentle sobs. He no longer felt hungry, his depression overriding his hunger. The ocean seemed to take pity, and reached a tentacle out of the water to touch him. All he did though was push it away.

"I don't need your sympathy." He said sadly, looking down at the ground, "I-I don't deserve it... I removed my own best friend's leg because my anger got the best of me! I said hurtful things to April that I know I shouldn't have! I even stole the heart and now no one can – nor wants to – save me from this... This filthy pile of pebbles!" The ocean just seemed to give a small nod of understanding before withdrawing back into the water, the small waves still lapping on the shore and the sound of the ocean in the distance. Maui just sighed.

The only reason I'm stuck here in the first place is because of my own stupidity... He thought, clutching the sides of his head with his hands, If I wasn't so stupid, I wouldn't be here! He then sighed before glaring out at the ocean. That's it, I'm getting my hook back, even if it kills me! I'm going to be great again! I'll show everyone I'm still the great, powerful demigod I once was!

He then got up, ran towards the water – ignoring the stinging pain on his right side – and jumped in before beginning to swim. The waters began to become rough as if not wanting him to go out there, and pushed him back. As he tried to fight against the underwater current, it proved to be too strong and as he came up for breath, he watched with wide eyes as a large wave crashed onto him, submerging him in the water once more as it washed him back up on shore.

"Oh come on!" He shouted at the ocean as he got to his feet and turned to face it, "What d'ya have against me?!" The ocean didn't reply, the waves just lapping on the shore. Maui sighed.

Well, guess I'm stuck here. He thought, wiping as much wet sand off him as possible, Better go– He then looked down to see the coconut he had left on the beach.

Suddenly remembering how hungry he was, he quickly grabbed it, drank the water then ate the white meat inside the shell. He sighed from relief as he reached for another fruit, but something had stopped him. He noticed the tattoo of him holding up the sky was looking at him, seemingly drenched judging by the tattoo ink resembling water droplets dripping from the small version of him.

"Uh...hi...?" He said, not really knowing what to say to the now-sentient tattoo. The tattoo just shook the water off itself before crossing its arms and tapping its foot, not looking too happy.

Since the tattoo had started moving, he couldn't help but wonder if he was going crazy. Or was he just lonelier than he thought and imagining his tattoo moving? He rubbed his eyes and checked again. Nope, the tattoo wasn't back to holding up the tattooed sky printed on the upper-left side of his chest.

"Look, I'm sorry you almost drowned okay?" He asked it, "I didn't know you were sentient. Or that you'd...become sentient, anyway." The mini version of himself just rolled its eyes, then decided to forgive him with a hug. He smiled as he began to pat its back. "I'm glad you understand... It's been hard feeling like nobody likes me anymore." The tattoo just nodded in understanding before Maui reached for another fruit again.

Night fell as April was sailing back to Maui's island. She looked at the fish hook constellation and kept her eyes on it for a while.

Still alive... She thought with a sigh of relief, Though I know that island is uninhabitable, I'm glad he's still alive and safe! I just hope he's doing okay. She glanced at the ocean during her thoughts as if expecting it to be able to read her mind.

"Is he...safe?" She then asked it, looking down at the water before adding, "You know, like is Maui safe?" The ocean didn't respond for a second, but it came up and nodded.

"Okay, good..." April breathed with a smile as she looked back at the fish hook constellation once again.

Maui looked at the rock statue of himself he had started to carve earlier after the incident of almost drowning and smiled, the moonlight shining down from the hole in the ceiling of the cave making it pretty easy to see. He glanced at the fruits he had brought with him, deciding to eat another coconut.

I can't wait until I get off this island... Maui thought, beginning to hate how he could never master fishing no matter how hard he tried and could only catch the fish that washed up on the shore in the most shallow part of the water for lunch. He sighed, looking down. I sure hope April's doing okay.

He then decided to lie down on a bed he made out of leaves just laid out on the floor. He made an extra one but he didn't know why. He figured he just secretly missed April more than he thought and that was why. But he soon went to sleep after lying down, hoping she'd be back soon and assuring himself she would so he wouldn't worry.

It was sunrise when April saw Maui's island as a speck in the distance. She smiled as she looked into the sky, seeing the constellation gone and replaced with a bunch of stars, faded from the sunlight.

Almost there! She thought happily, Then it's time to get some rest, since I doubt he'd be up this early.

She straightened the sail so she could get to the island quicker, feeling happy that she could finally talk to her friend again and seeing if he was able to get himself up. But once she got onto the island, she was surprised at what she saw.