I know I'm putting another story when four stories up but I'm almost down with The Terrible Week and the other three are on hiatus until further notice. Plus this had been on my mind for a while now and I thought why the hell not. Now I don't how much I'll be updating because this is my last month of school until I started summer break. (20 MORE DAYS TILL I'M DONE!) I'm a little excited. Anyway enjoy the first chapter of this Pair of Kings story.

Anyway, this will be a Brady/OC story with mentions of Brady/Mikayla (mostly friendship though, his crush on her will also be mentioned) and Boomer/Mikayla friendship and Boomer/OC friendship.

Summary: Centuries go a prophecy was made. It was said that the Brave Warrior will realize his strength and leadership. He is part of a set, meaning that he has a twin but his other half will return to the island and help him prepare. When they meet they will be branded for the each other and together they will harness the powers of the elements to restore peace onto the island. Enter in Kings Boomer and Brady. They been on the island for about about a year now and things are slowly turning for the worse. This causes Mason have Mikayla to start training them after he had a failed attempt. She agreed with only one condition...her cousin Cameron, who left the island with her father after a horrific incident. Her very reluctant father agrees to have Cameron go back to the island. Upon her arrival she meets the Kings and instantly the prophecy has started. Cameron is the other half to the Brave Warrior...King Brady.

Oh right, I forgot.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pair of Kings nor will I ever. The only thing I own is the plot, Cameron, Christopher and the prophecy.

return' v. a going or coming back; something returned

A Month and a Half Before

Dear Cameron,

Originally I was going to see how you and your father are doing in the States since we have last spoken, but unfortunately that is not the case anymore.

As you should remember your father and I telling you and Mikayla about the twin Kings that should restore peace upon island and as I am sure your cousin has informed you of their arrival just a few months ago. Things have not gone quite as I had expected with them here. While they are able to get out of a problem – usually getting themselves into it in the first place –they lack the proper training.

While I would be the one to prepare them for this, I realized once again that it doesn't go as according to plan as I have tired. I decided that the Kings training should be handled who are experienced, have the skill and patience, and are the same age. That is why I had asked Mikayla and while she agreed she had one condition—that you help her.

So, what we are asking of you is if you could come back and help us? I know that Mikayla has missed you very much since you left, as have I.

I know that this will be a difficult decision for you to make as you have has made a life in New York but I do hope you consider.

Now, I must go but I have enclosed a letter to your father explaining the situation among other things. Also a letter from her cousin is here.

Goodbye and I hope to see you soon.

-Uncle Mason

Brother,

I know that you want nothing to do with me or the island and that you don't want Cameron to be here but I do hope you will continue on reading.

I will however make this quick—the twin Kings we had always told the girls are here at the island and things are not what I had expected. I've decided to train them bus so far that has not working. I then decided that Mikayla should since she is their age and she agreed only if Cameron were to her. Quite frankly, I think that it is a good idea for not only the kings but for our daughters as well. If you let her come, however, you do not need to be here if you do not wish to be.

Now, I have one more thing to discuss. If you remember when we would tell Mikayla and Cameron about the kings we always left out a piece of the story.

The prophecy.

Since they kings have been here neither one has made the connection to their other half. The few people who know of the prophecy have stated who they think is the "Gueerriero Coraggioso" is King Boomer.

My suspicion, however, is King Brady.

Unfortunately, we don't know the rest of the prophecy. Just that the Brave Warrior is part of a set and will realize his potential when he is needed the most. Also that his other half will help him prepare. There is a part of that sentence we can't identify. No one on the island can read Italian and those who can are not fluent in the language.

Anyway, I hope you allow Cameron to come. Though I understand if you won't.

Your Brother,

Mason

Cam!

Hey cousin! How have you been? Everything is not...er...nothing is going wrong at the moment.

So, I'm sure daddy explained the situation to you about the Kings training. I hope you can convince your dad to let you come. Besides, if you do come you can try to help me keep the Kings in line.

Brady is still hitting on me and while yes, I'm flattered with the attention I just don't see him like that. What am I going to do? I mean seriously that boy just won't get it.

Anyway, how are all of your martial arts classes? Training here is as good as it can be you know.

Well, I have to go and make sure that the kings didn't do anything.

Bye!

Mikayla

Brother,

I am aware of the story and prophecy and while you are right that I do not want my daughter around that island, the soldier in me s agreeing with the idea.

I will start getting everything ready.

Try and send a balloon in a few weeks, two months the latest.

Goodbye.

Your Brother,

Christopher

Mikayla!

I've been awesome ever since dad decided I could come back to the island. I can't wait to see you and Uncle Mason again after six years.

Training the Kings, huh? From what you've told me I don't know if it's a good idea but it's a challenge I'm willing to take. Cause you know I never back down from a challenge so easily. Though I don't think anything can really can keep then in line but again it's just another challenge for me.

Oh come on! Give the poor guy a chance. He can't be that bad. Though if you really want to let him down maybe try talking to his brother. I mean it's a long shot but still...it can't hurt.

The martial art classes are going amazing. Top of the classes in all of them but this is me we're talking about so it's not that surprising. I'm just kidding. I'll show you some of the things I learned when I got there, okay?

Oh! By the way my dad is coming too.

I know. I was surprised when he said I could go but I nearly choked on my dinner when he said that he would be joining me.

I can see this going well...NOT! This is going to be a disaster just waiting to happen.

Well, I have to go and finish some last minute packing. So glad that your dad sent the balloon over early in the month so we could send most of our stuff to the island.

Later cuz!

-Cameron

ISLAND OF KINKOW
PRESENT TIME

Mikayla was many things right now. She was anxious, nervous, excited but most of all she was irritated. She had been like this for the last week as the arrival of her cousin and best friend come closer. Cameron and her Uncle Chris were set to arrive any day now, which would explain why she was anxious, nervous and excited. Irritated, however, was different story all together.

The Kings decided to do something idiotic and ruining any chance for Cameron to have an awesome 'Welcome Home!' Especially when they knew how important this was to her but no they had to do something with ice cream, feathers, and a wooden board. She was almost afraid to ask.

Now, she was looking all over the island for then. She had checked the forest ad the village and was now on her way back to the castle. She was so focus on finding the kings that she didn't notice a balloon coming in from a distance.

As both the balloon and Mikayla came closer to the island, Kings Boomer and Brady were slowly making their way downstairs to the throne room, carefully looking out for the angered Mikayla.

Not seeing their friend around the room or the entrance they relaxed with a sigh of relief.

"Man that was close. I really don't want to see Mikayla's face once she finds us." Boomer said. Brady raised an eyebrow at his twin brother.

"You're the one who wanted to do the prank, especially after she threatened us to not to do anything stupid to ruin her cousin's welcome home. So, do you really think you can hide from her forever?" Brady asked his brother.

"I can try." Boomer shrugged. Brady only rolled his eyes at his brother's stupidity. He knew how important this was for Mikayla as she hasn't seen her cousin in years. They apparently were best friends growing up until Cameron left for the states with her dad. His chest tightened a little at the thought of her name for some reason and like usual he pushed it to the side, ignoring it. He had absolutely no reason to react towards a name of someone he didn't know, hell to someone he hasn't even met. He's seen pictures of her that Mikayla had when she told them she was visiting.

Brady and Boomer were walking into the entrance of the castle, coming from the beach. They heard a high pitch girlish squeal coming from the guard. Curious they saw Mason watching Mikayla with an amused expression on his face. Said girl was in front of the fallen mail reading a letter and jumping up and down giddy.

"What's going on?" Boomer asked Mason, who regarded them with a quick glance as he and Brady stood next to him, on each side. All three of them watched Mikayla.

"It seems that she got good news." Mason stated both vaguely and obviously.

"Good news! Daddy this is great news. Cameron is coming." Mikayla cut in before either of the kings could say anything. Brady made a face at the name and at the fact his heart had skipped a beat. He shrugged it off for Mikayla looking pretty at being excited over something…or someone.

"Who's Cameron?" his brother asked. He would stay silent right now and see how the conversation went.

"She's my cousin and best friend. She lives in New York with her dad. Oh daddy look she sent some pictures from her Tae Kwon Do competition and baseball game." Mikayla explained as she handed the photos over to her father. Both Brady and Boomer were curious as to this Cameron girl.

The picture on top was the one that would stick in Brady's mind for quite a while. Cameron was an attractive seventeen-year-old girl. She had chocolate brown hair with a reddish tinge. Her locks ended about two or three inches below her shoulders. Her bangs seemed to have fallen into a pair of the most breathtaking green eyes he's ever seen. They were of a slightly dark emerald green, the darken color was a hidden emotion that nobody around her seemed to notice but for some reason he could tell from just the photo. A small grin was on her lips despite her eyes.

Her features were soft and gave her an angelic quality to her. Her skin was the same olive color as Mikayla. Even in just a photo he could see the confidence radiating off of her as well as an air of command, which paired with the confidence took his breath away.

Her clothes were nothing special but the simplicity of them seemed to make her even more alluring. A gray tank top that seem to cling to her upper body appreciatively. Over that a white and black baseball jersey, unbutton, rested on her shoulder. A pair of jean shorts that stopped slightly above mid-thigh, also a pair of knee high white baseball tube socks from her uniform, with a black strip running up the side, encased her long, lean legs. Black converse covered her feet.

She was sitting on some couch with her feet propped up on the coffee table in front of her.

"She's cute." Boomer stated though Brady disagreed for Cameron was the most beautiful girl he ever seen. He wondered how he'll react once he sees her in person considering how intensely his reaction to the beauty in the photo was.

"That's my niece." He heard Mason tell his brother. He was broken out of his ravine by a hand on his shoulder.

"Brady? Are you alright?" Mikayla's soft and concern filled voice floated into his head.

"Hmm. Oh yeah. I'm fine." He told her with a small reassuring smile that he wasn't really feeling. He looked at Mikayla and he unconsciously started comparing her to her cousin.

Stop it man! You don't know her. You haven't even met her. You can't compare her to Mikayla, even though she is absolutely beautu—he pulled himself out of his thoughts with a shake of his head.

"I think I just need a nap." He said to the three. As he walked toward the doors to the throne room he saw Mason giving him an almost calculating look as his eyes shifted between him and the photo in his hand.

Every time the name Cameron came up after that, usually by Mikayla and Mason, he would react. It usually wasn't noticeable (or so he thought because whenever she was mentioned Mason would be staring at him with that same calculating look) but when it was, he would try and laugh it off. He was just glad neither Boomer or Brady noticed the connection.

"Hey, I'm hungry. Do you want to get something to eat?" his brother broke him out of his thoughts of the mystery who could make his hear pound. Brady shook his head.

"Nah, I think I'll just he—" he was cut off by a furious voice behind him.

"You!" Whipping around he came face-to-face with Mikayla. He stepped in front of Boomer absentmindedly as she came closer, hoping to calm her down.

"Whoa. Okay. Just hold on Mikayla." Brady tried to soothe the angered girl. The vicious glint in her eyes had him worried on what she would do to Boomer.

"I will not hold on Brady! You promised you guys wouldn't do anything!" Mikayla exclaimed.

No one noticed that the balloon had landed in the quad.

Cameron grinned down at the familiar island. It's good to be back, she thought as she spotted her Uncle Mason standing with some other guards a few feet away from the balloon. She felt her father tense at the sight of his older brother and mentally rolled her eyes. Honestly.

Once the balloon was secure on the ground, she braced one hand on the edge of the basket and pushed off the bottom with the ball of her foot. She swung her legs up and over and landed gracefully on the ground.

"Uncle Mason!" she rushed over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. She felt him wrap his arms around her shoulders and gave her a squeeze.

"Hello Cameron." he greeted. She stepped back from her uncle and stood next to her father who had jumped out after her. Both men were tense as they stared at each other. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the two men.

"Christopher." her uncle said with a small nod. He put his hand out in front of him for a shake.

"Mason." her father greeted. His voice was hard and cold as he ignored the offered hand and crossed him arms over his chest. Children. They are acting like children, she thought exasperated. She saw her uncle falter for a small moment at the rejection but covered it up well with clenching his hand into a fist and dropping it to his side.

"Let's go into the throne room. Mikayla is in there with Kings Boomer and Brady." he told them but he looked at his niece as he talked. He say her eyes flash with something at the mention of King Brady. Mason thought back to all of the times when Cameron had been mentioned around the King. Could they be...he thought, No. Maybe Brady but Cameron, she couldn't. Though maybe she could too.

He became aware of someone standing next to him on his right. Looking over, he held in his surprise as he saw his younger brother. He had a familiar looked on his face as he stared at his daughter. Christopher glanced at him for a moment. Mason only nodded, the message was clear.

We need to talk later.

Mason cleared his throat and motioned for Cameron and Christopher to follow. At the door they could hear a muffled voice, yelling, coming from the other side. He opened the door slowly, cautious as what was going on. He entered to a familiar sight of his daughter scolding the Kings. Though it was different as Brady was standing between Boomer and Mikayla, almost protectively. Interesting.

Cameron and her father walked in after Mason and saw Mikayla yelling at two boys who looked to be about their age. One was a slightly short African American. He was a little on the heavy side but he seemed to have an arrogance to him almost. His hair was a dark brown and his eyes were a soft milk chocolate color. He was cute in the little-kid-did-something-adorable kind of way. From what she remembered that Mikayla had described this was Boomer. Meaning that...

Her eyes shifted to the other brother and she felt her breath hitch. The Caucasian teen was about a foot taller than she and Mikayla. His hair was deep dark brown to the point where it could be mistaken for black. His eyes, also brown, were of dark chocolate. While his presence seemed to scream shyness, there was an undertone of something...stronger. Like there was something wanting to break out of him and show everyone who he actually was. He had a lean body with muscle and though he was not bulky, he was built to hold someone and make them feel warm and secure. Brady. It suits him, she thought. Her stomach was fluttering as she stared at the boy who haunted her thoughts.

"Chill Mikayla. It was a joke. You need to loosen up." Boomer said carelessly. Cameron held in the wince at his choice of words. Oh he shouldn't have said that, she said to herself with a low chuckle.

"Loosen up. I need to loosen up, huh?" she asked oddly calm. Cameron's instinct flared as she recognized the tone. Mason and Christopher also tensed as they knew what was about to happen. Before anyone could say anything Cameron practically flew to the three other teens. She stopped in front of her cousin, who didn't seem to realize he was there. She didn't dare to look at the boys; one was confused and the other looked like he wasn't breathing.

"Okay. Easy there Mik." she said in a soothing voice. Mikayla looked at her but didn't register that she was real.

"He told me to loosen up Cam!" Mikayla said. She paused and blinked as her words flowed into her head. Recognition sparked into her eyes.

"Cameron!" she wrapped her arms around her cousins in a tight hug. Cameron let out a light laugh.

"Hey Mik. I missed you too. Now, why were you yelling?" she asked her. Mikayla pulled back and she saw her eyes flash as she looked back at the brothers.

"They promised not to do anything stupid this week because you were returning." she explained, the annoyance in her voice was obvious.

"No. We said we won't do anything stupidly dangerous. Never mentioned anything about just being stupid in general." Boomer argued. Brady groaned, shaking his head at his moronic brother. Cameron raised an eyebrow at Mikayla with an 'are-you-serious' look.

"You're not helping." said Cameron and Brady in unison. There was a pause as everyone stared in surprise. Boomer looked back and forth between the two, confused as did Mikayla. Both Mason and Christopher looked at the teens with thoughtful pieced together the same puzzle in their head.

Brady let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding as he stared at the back of Cameron. His heart seemed to be pounding harshly against his rib cage. She's here. She's finally here, he thought nervously, Turn around please. I want to see your green eyes in person. God, what was wrong with him. He was nervous about how he was feeling about a girl he didn't know. Yet it felt like he's known her for sometime.

Cameron closed her eyes as the sound of his voice washed over her. The soft rumble of his tone sunk into her and wrapped itself around her like a warm blanket causing her to flush slightly. She had been wondering what his voice would sound like since she heard about him and his brother a year ago. At first though it was just natural curiosity if they were how Mikayla had described and then about two months ago, when she was asked to return, it was more about Brady then it was Boomer. And now seeing him and hearing his voice, it felt like some kind of power raced through her veins and it left her warm and breathless.

"Cameron." she heard Mikayla whisper. Taking a deep and shaky breath, she opened her eyes and stared into the familiar hazel eyes of her cousin.

"Yeah. I'm good." she heard herself say. Her voice was low and husky; she heard someone behind her take in a quick and sharp breath. She saw Mikayla look over her shoulder to stare at on one of the Kings with a weird look on her face.

"Anyway," Mikayla started to say, "Kings I want you to meet my cousin." she finished. Cameron took another deep breath, hoping to calm her dancing nerve. She turned around to face the Kings but looked at the wall behind them. Not looking at either one of them just yet.

"Cameron, this is Boomer." she pointed to the left at the dark skin boy. She shifted her eyes to him and knelt slightly before straightening her spine and taking the hand that he offered. His grip was a little weak and already her mind was racing through different exercises that could help him. Boomer smiled at her with a huge grin on his face and she could feel her lips quirking up involuntary.

"Nice to meet ya Cameron. Mikayla hasn't shut up about you." he said. Cameron snorted softly and she knew her cousin was glaring at him.

"I'm going to take that as a compliment because she hasn't shut up about you two either." she told him with a small grin as they let of each others hands.

"Right and this is Brady." Cameron felt her breath leave leave her as she moved her gaze from Boomer to the other boy.

Brady stood absolutely still as her green eyes finally landed on him. Finally, he thought, happy he could see her eyes, Beautiful. He put his hand out, hoping she would take it. He held his breath as she moved her hand to take his.

They were completely captivated by each other and didn't notice Boomer and Mikayla looking at them strangely or that Christopher and Mason were watching them, both of them with cautious gazes.

The moment she slipped her soft hand fully into his stronger one and he tighten his grip in a comforting way that caused both of their hearts to start racing, something shifted.

Then everything went black.