After they had traveled like that for a couple hours, Moana resting and patching the loose floorboard while Maui sat steering, a question occurred to her and she perked up.

"Do you know where to find her?"

"Find who?" Maui replied.

Moana let out a resigned sigh and slouched back again, "The goddess of love. I thought maybe that's why you've been steering."

She thought she noticed him stiffen for a moment before he chuckled back, "I didn't know where you were heading, but it seems you don't either. Figured I couldn't get you anymore lost."

When he saw the surprised look on her face he continued, "I saw you completely change directions more than once. Admit it, you're lost."

"I'm not lost! I… just don't know where I'm going." That seemed the best way to explain her situation, but Maui threw his head back and laughed.

Flustered, Moana got to her feet and moved to the front of the canoe. As her view focused on the horizon, she thought she could make something out.

"Maui… Do you see this?"

His laughter died down as he got up and stood behind her. But already Moana gasped as she made out the splintered wood of a shipwreck. As she ducked under Maui's arm and raced to adjust the boats course, Maui also saw the wreckage and transformed into a hawk to fly ahead. Expertly capturing the wind currents, Moana followed just a few minutes behind him. As her canoe got closer to the wreckage, pieces of wood floated past her and some knocked gently against hull before going off again.

Maui was sitting upon the largest piece still in hawk form, looking down at something as Moana floated beside him. Turning to look where he was staring, she let out a small gasp. Splayed across a large group of planks was a person. Moana carefully stepped down beside the body of what appeared to be a woman. However, the features were different from any person Moana had ever seen. Pale skin, like the flesh of a coconut, was blistering and scaly around the shoulders. She gently knelt down and reached to brush the straight cream hair from the face when something caught her wrist.

Before she could register what was happening, the stranger sprang to life and jumped on top of Moana. Though spindly hands gripped her throat and tried to thrust her head underwater, Moana's attention was caught on the face of her attacker. The drapes of light yellowish white hair were whipped to the side and the full force of two angry violet eyes were on her. Below those eyes, pink lips pulled back tight over a row of knife sharp teeth.

Suddenly as she had attacked, the woman was gone. It took Moana a moment to register Maui's large form, again a man, with his hook extended outward pointing the direction he had flung the monster. She quickly leapt to her feet and rubbed her neck as she gazed out looking for the thing that had tried to kill her.

"Maui!" Moana pointed toward another piece of ship floating to the side only a few feet from them. The creature sat atop rubbing her head with her legs draped in the water. Cloth unlike any Moana had ever seen hung haphazardly around her body, bunched heavily at her back almost like a cape.

"How rude! What man strikes a woman?" her voice was clear and melodic, and the violet eyes seemed more annoyed as they turned toward them now, less lethal.

Maui and Moana exchanged a look before turning back at the figure.

"Are you talking to us?!" Maui stood up from his crouch and slung his hook over his shoulder with his other hand on his hip.

"I mean, I only wanted a little nibble." The woman turned her face away and sniffled a little. "You can't blame me, dear. I'm just so hungry!"

This time when she looked back some of the anger, or hunger, was in her eyes again as she glared at Moana. But the look changed to one of sadness before long, her eyebrows hitching up in the middle and her mouth a quivering pout. She looked pitiful, and Moana made to reach out her hand before Maui stepped in front of her raising his hook to strike again.

"Oh!" The woman cried out, throwing a delicate looking arm up in front of her face. "So violent! I already apologized and here you are wanting to hit me again for no reason." A large tear dripped dramatically down the side of her face.

"You call that an apology?" Maui shook his head. "What ARE you?"

"My name is Philomena," she made a show of being insulted, "but I suppose you might say I'm a mermaid."

Maui raised an eyebrow. Seeming to mistake his confusion for disbelief, she corrected herself, "Okay okay! I'm a siren, but that doesn't mean I'm a monster." She shoved her pointed nose into the air.

"Am I supposed to know what either of those things are?" Moana poked out behind Maui to get a better look. It was the siren's turn to raise a brow.

"You've never heard -? Where am I? Who are you?"

"The name's Maui, and you're obviously not from around here if you don't recognize me. If you're 'not a monster' then explain why you were trying to drown Moana and why I'm not already killing you."

"It must be hard," Philomena sighed dramatically, "being immobilized by my beauty is the fate mortals must bear."

Maui lifted his hook again, clearly ready to punt her across the ocean. She shoved both hands out between them and winced away before continuing.

"Wait! You should be immobilized but you clearly aren't. Don't hit me!"

Maui stepped back into a normal pose and Philomena dropped her arms gracefully into her lap and whispered loudly to herself, "Barbarians!"

Composed once more, she continued as she combed her fingers through her glistening wet hair. "As I said, it was nothing personal. I'm just starving! But I'm still no savage, I wouldn't eat the girl without first sacrificing her to Ceto."

Despite herself, Moana ducked back behind Maui a little. Maui rolled his eyes.

"What kind of crazy are you? Why not just eat some fish? You clearly aren't helpless."

"FISH!?" the word came out as a high-pitched squeal and Moana flinched. "Fish is what food eats! I could never eat fish."

After a few seconds of silence where Maui clearly expected more of an explanation, she continued sounding more subdued. "Besides, I tried. There aren't any fish around. Animals are naturally more cautious of my kind. It never bothered me before, but I've never been so desperate …"

"So… if you had fish, you would eat that instead?" Moana ventured.

"Of course I'm not afraid to try anything once, but I'm not sure whether I would be able to even stomach… fish." Philomena tried to hide her disdain at the last word but couldn't stifle a small shudder.

"Well, no time like the present." And with that, Maui transformed into a shark while diving into the water.

The two women watched to water where he had disappeared. Moana tensed as the minutes passed, acutely aware of the powerful, hungry creature not very far beside her. When she snuck a peek, she startled to see the siren staring at her. She thought of grabbing her oar for protection but figured the woman would be able to get to her before she even boarded her boat.

After about five minutes of strained silence, at least for Moana, the giant great white breeched the surface by the boat and dumped a mouthful of live fish aboard. Instantly, Philomena's wild violet eyes widened and she launched herself into the writhing pile. She grabbed one of the largest, a tuna, and ripped flesh from along its back. She froze for a second as her eyes got somehow larger, then continued shredding large junks and tossing them back with hardly a bite. Moana couldn't help but stare as Philomena's throat seemed to expand as she swallowed, trying to think of what it reminded her of…

Suddenly a loud squawk stole her attention as Hei Hei flapped his way into the throng, readying a peck at a fish that could have easily eaten him instead. Almost immediately, Philomena dropped the remnants of the prey she was devouring and tilted her head to study the chicken. All the while, fish were flopping spasmodically trying to escape the boat. One of the tunas almost crashed on top of Hei Hei, but at the last second Philomena snatched him away.

"No-!" Moana started to scream, not wanting her feathery friend to become lunch, but cut short when she saw Philomena cradling him to her chest.

"A bird! How did you catch a bird?!" She seemed in awe and her eyes were glistening.

Again, Moana and Maui exchanged glances. Philomena just continued to stare lovingly, not seeming to notice as Hei Hei pecked at her face.

"Uh… I didn't. This is kind of Curly's mascot. He was already here."

"And he didn't fly away since I've been here?"

"He's a chicken. He can't fly away." Moana still held her hands slightly out as if she intended to grab him away at the first hint Philomena might eat him.

"A chicken…" Philomena said the word as if discovering an unknown treasure. "But he still doesn't try to run from me?"

She slowly moved her arms away from the bird and he settled down in her lap. After a couple seconds of this, she squealed and hug the bird to her again.

"I've never gotten to see a bird up close before." She hadn't stopped smiling. By now, all but the smallest fish had found their way back into the ocean. She gracefully darted an arm out and caught an anchovy from beside her ankle and held it out for Hei Hei, who somehow snatched it at the middle and swallowed it sideways. Philomena let out a sweet, high-pitched laugh that seemed to have a ringing sound to it.

"I take it you like birds." Maui said.

"I love birds! They just never get very close, you know, cause of the whole predator thing. But I could never eat another bird."

"Another bird?" Moana let her hands fall beside her. At that, Philomena broke her gaze away from Hei Hei and cradled him closer to her chest as she stood up. From beneath the bunches of fabric on her back, she unfurled large white wings. They flapped dramatically a few times, getting her a few feet into the air and back down. Moana stared with her jaw dropped.

"So anyway, where are we head? Those fish were delicious, by the way." Philomena lounged inside the canoe, stroking Hei Hei tenderly.

"We?! What do you mean 'we'? Maui jumped from the wreckage he had settled himself on and stood before Philomena. She swept a hand toward the wood bobbing in the sea.

"This isn't for show, I've been stranded on that busted boat for days. And before that, I was stranded on a non-busted boat for months! It was sooo boring!" Then she turned to Moana, "You're not going to abandon me out here, are you? I promise I'll be good!"

Again, Moana felt the urge to reach out and comfort Philomena. "I.. I guess that could be okay."

She turned to Maui who threw his arms out in exasperation. "Fine! But the second you make any move to attack Moana again, I WILL kill you."

"So defensive! Are you mated to this girl? Maybe that could explain why you are resisting my charms, if she's present and you have amazing self-control…" Philomena seemed to genuinely ponder this as she continued to pet the chicken.

"No! I don't have to be… 'mated' to someone to not want you to eat them!" Both Maui and Moana reddened at the suggestion. "Maybe you just aren't charming, have you thought of that?"

"No, that's not it." The siren waved her hand dismissively. "Besides, I do seem to still have some sort of effect on the girl, which is unusual but not unheard-of. Are you both exclusively homosexual or something?"

"My name is Moana! Not 'the girl' or whatever. And I'm not attracted to you, I just feel a little protective for some reason. You just seem very… child-like in a way." Her slight blush had turned deep red beneath her bronze skin.

"Hm. Interesting." Philomena said, though she didn't seem all that interested as she dropped the subject. "So anyway, where are we headed?"

A/N: So, how do y'all like it? A bit of a twist, but I've been dying to introduce this character. For anyone who is curious, she doesn't have the same effect on Maui and Moana since her kind evolved/developed amongst a different human culture. Also, they are still able to communicate since sirens lure their prey with songs about what they desire, she isn't speaking any particular language but instead is understood and understands others through this magic sirens have (in my universe lol). I don't know if anyone else cares, but just in case. Hope to continue writing, I was surprised and encouraged to find people are still reading my story! Thank you all.