When Darkness Arises - A Pair of Kings Fanfiction...
A/N - Well were not going to say much so we can continue. Wendy Pierce and I own nothing from POK.
Chapter two; written by me, but Wendy Pierce helped with the ending and edited the whole chapter :)
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Chapter 2
What!?" was the only reply that could come from the twins. Upon hearing the story, both kings were struck with confusion, fright, wonder, and worry. If what the Makoola's were saying was true, then did that mean Brady and Boomer were in trouble?
"I don't get it," Brady began, his face evident of worry. "The death of a king? And rise again?" The boy's usual grin was no longer there, replaced with a frown. Boomer's expression was somewhat similar to his brother's, but he looked about ready to laugh it all off.
Oh, did the Makoola's wish they could fix the problem. But they weren't even certain it was real themselves. They hated being the bearer of bad news, especially since it got the Twins worked up in an anxious manner. Really, if they could make sure that the news didn't exist-that there wasn't any danger-they wouldn't be telling them such things. But on Kinkow, not everything was right and there would always be horrible news even if one didn't want it, didn't ask for it. It's just the way things worked.
"Yes, rise again and the death of a king." Mikayla nodded in agreement. She forced herself to continue even if she didn't want to. "However, we're not quiet fully sure if this has anything to do with you or Boomer. If the story is true, you would see the signs."
This only caused the Twin Kings to give her confused looks.
"Signs? What signs?" Boomer asked, moving to take a seat at the edge of his bed. He tried to understand this, but it didn't make any sense. None of it did.
"For one, there would be twin moons in the sky. One would be a clear white and the other would be blood red." Mikayla said as she gestured with her head towards the balcony. It was still daylight outside, but with the sudden turn in the conversation, the clouds would've been hanging low in the sky and a storm could be threatening to take over. At this point, anything could happen.
"Secondly, one of you would be acting differently. I'm not quite sure how, but the one who becomes the Evil King will change in appearance too. Their eyes will be a pitch black color, and they'll have a sudden grow of facial hair. Plus, they will stop at nothing to destroy the other twin." Mason finished as the twins looked at one another and then back at the Makoola's.
"Well, as you see no goatees or evil eyes! I think neither of us is the Evil King and you are all worried for nothing." Boomer stated, wagging his finger at them.
"Yeah! Boom and I are bros for life man. Why would you ever think we'd go against one another!?" Brady pointed out, believing that some silly little thing wouldn't affect them.
The Makoola's didn't have the heart to tell them they were wrong. So very wrong.
"We don't think you'd go against one another, we just worry that it's you two who's described in the story," Mikayla explained. The twins could only stare at her blankly. They really didn't understand.
"Well we're not, and you can tell the person-whoever they are-that this story of theirs is cray-cray." Boomer replied as Brady nodded in agreement. "There is no way that Brady or I am the Evil King, like I said a few minutes ago and from now on we don't want to hear any of this nonsense." Boomer finished with a rather confident nod.
The Makoola's needed the Twins to see that the danger was very much real. They tried again, only for them to get shot down.
"But my kings-" Mason began.
"I wouldn't even bother, daddy. They said they don't want to hear it; they don't want to hear it." Mikayla sighed.
"Yes! Thank you Mikayla." Brady said with a smile. It was odd how quickly the Kings could go from being terrified out of their right minds to a calm, silly manner. "Now if you excuse us, Boom and I would like to get back to our kingly business."
"You were playing pool," Mikayla told him. "What's so kingly about that?"
Boomer held his hand up to silence the guard girl. "It's official business."
With resignation and a bit of annoyance, the Makoola's stalked out of the room. Once the two were out of ear shot and the bedroom door was closed, Brady and Boomer returned to their game of pool. As they started a new game, a silence came over them. The only sound for a while was the balls hitting against one another and the table, until Brady decided to break it.
"Dude, you don't think their story about the Evil King was true, do you?" Brady asked as he hit another ball into the hole with his staff. Luckily enough for him, this shot wasn't a miss.
Boomer shrugged, "I don't know, man. I'm starting to have second thoughts. I mean, their story did sound pretty convincing-you just can't make that up on the spot." Boomer replied as he shook his head and got ready to take his turn.
"I know and that's what's got me worried," Brady replied as he leaned against his staff like it was a cane. Perhaps the magnitude of receiving the new was finally affecting him. He tried to shrug it off, but the thought was too much for him to handle that he had to ask, "What if what they're saying is true?"
"Then we do what we do with all our other problems we face," Boomer began as he hit a ball and watched it roll across the table.
"You mean call Mason for help? But we just-" Brady began as he pointed to the door where Mason and Mikayla left from a few minutes ago.
Boomer shook his head, "No! We both ignore it and wait for it to go away, or we try and solve it ourselves." The two stood there in thought, contemplating their alternatives.
"I like the first choice, the second one sounds like a lot of work." Brady said as Boomer nodded in agreement.
"So it's settled then; we ignore it and just continue with our day," Boomer said as Brady took his shot.
"Sounds good," Brady replied as he and Boomer watched the white ball roll into another one, falling into a hole.
What the Kings didn't know though; was that after that day, their safety, peace, and sanity wouldn't last for very long.