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No One's POV (2 Weeks Ago)
"My King! We have good news!" The Head Elder came rushing into the castle as fast as he could, the other Elders following closely behind. King Kunu turned around at his name.
"What is it?" He questioned, unsure as to why the Elder was so happy. Usually he was somewhat of a grouch, but at the moment he was smiling. It was a strange sight to see.
"We've found him." The Elder breathed out, trying to catch his breath after having power-walked to the castle. The King stood still for a moment, trying to understand what the Elder meant. It took a moment, but a thought dawned on the King. He hoped that the Elder was talking about what he was thinking.
"You found him? You found my son?" The King exclaimed, trying not to get his hopes too high in case he was wrong. It had happened before, and it disappointed the King every time.
The Elder nodded. "Yes my King, we have found him this time. This is not a mistake or a false lead. We've managed to track down the Kinkowian magic from his necklace. He's living in Miami, Florida in the United States."
A broad smile plastered it's self on the King's face. His long-lost son had been found at last. "Well then, what are we waiting for?" The King turned to Mason. "Prepare a boat! We are to leave as soon as possible!" The Royal advisor nodded before he left to complete the King's order. He hadn't seen the King this happy in a long time.
2 Weeks Later
It had taken the group two weeks to sail to Miami, but to them, if they found Brady, everything would be worth it. The group consisted of the King and Queen, Mason, a few guards, Mikayla, and the Shaman. Boomer and Boz had decided to stay on Kinkow, not wanting to be trapped on a boat for a long time.
As the boat docked, the King and Queen could barely hold their excitement. They were to be reunited with their eldest son after eleven years of separation.
It was decided that the guards and Shaman would stay on the boat whilst the Royals and the Makoolas searched for Brady. They had a general idea of where he was, so they would start there.
When the time finally came for them to disembark, the four left the boat before they began to make their way towards where they believed Brady was: the Miami Mall.
As the group walked into the mall, they began searching for a store named 'Mad Sounds'. It was where they believed he worked. It was one of the only leads they had, so they had to follow it.
(Authors Note: The mall is the one in Austin & Ally, and Mad Sounds looks like Sonic Boom.)
When the store was finally found, the four walked inside, and were immediately greeted by a sixteen year old girl. "Hello there, and welcome to Mad Sounds. My name is Cheyenne. How may I help you?" She smiled at the group.
The four looked at each other for a moment before turning back to the girl. "We were looking to talk to Brady. Is he here?" Mikayla was the first to speak. Cheyenne looked at the group, confused, before she nodded.
"Brady! Someone's here to see you!" She called. Seconds later a raven-haired boy appeared at the door to the practice room where he had been hanging out with Jamie on his break. He was wearing black jeans and a white shirt as well as a black jacket and black and white converse. His eyes quickly scanned the store before they landed on his sister and the group with her. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he made his way down the staircase and over to the group.
"Did you need something?" He questioned Cheyenne as he came to a stop beside the group. She shook her head. "No, they want to talk to you." Cheyenne motioned to the group beside her. Brady nodded before his sister left and he turned to the group.
"How may I help you?" He smiled at them. Something in the back of his mind flickered, like he had seen these people before. Brady just brushed it off though, figuring that they had probably come into the store before, or he saw them around the mall.
"You wouldn't happen to be Brady Parker, would you?" King Kunu questioned. The boy looked like Brady had, with the same chocolate brown eyes, and raven-black hair. His smile seemed a lot like Brady's had: It was always somewhat of a goofy smile, this being due to Brady always smiling at everything.
Brady shook his head, although the man's words had sparked something in the back of his mind. He had heard the name before, and part of him believed that was his old name, before he joined the Raven family. "I'm sorry sir, but my name is Brady Raven. You have the wrong guy." The King sighed in defeat, but the Queen spoke up.
"Brady, does your middle name happen to be Mitchel?" Brady's eyes widened in surprise and suspicion, but he nodded nonetheless. "Also, do you have a pair of dog tags?" Brady's hand automatically reached for the chain around his neck that held the tags before he nodded. These people were beginning to freak him out.
"Is that all you need?" He questioned stiffly, wanting to escape from the group as soon as possible. The Queen shook her head. "I have one more question: Do you happen to have a birthmark shaped like a swirl on your back?" Brady was officially freaked out now. Unless they had seen him at the beach, no one knew about his birthmark except his family.
Cheyenne, seeing how her brother was becoming nervous, this being due to the hand he ran through his hair, walked over. "Brady, can you go check on Jamie please?" Brady turned to his sister, thankful for the excuse to leave. "Sure." He smiled at the group before he left to go to the practice room.
"Is there anything else I can help you with?" Cheyenne smiled at the four people in front of her. They shook their heads. "Thank you for coming to Mad Sounds then. Have a musical day!" She smiled once more before she left to attend to another customer. The four stood there for a moment before they left.
The group made their way back to the boat before they sat down to figure out what to do next. "It's Brady! It has to be! What other sixteen year old boy named Brady would look like our son, smile like him, have the dog tags we gave him, or most importantly have the Kinkowian Swirl birthmark?" The King exclaimed, a wide grin occupying his face.
The Queen nodded in agreement, as did Mason. Mikayla hesitated though. "He said his name was Brady Raven. That means another family took him in. Wouldn't it be wrong to take him away from that? I mean, even if they aren't blood related, I'm sure that they are a family."
"He's our son, and we need to bring him home, his real home." The King's tone was firm. Mikayla nodded, even though she didn't agree with the others. While she wanted the Parker family to be reunited again, she didn't want to take Brady away from the people he now called his family.
"Now, here's how we're going to bring him back." The King began to explain his plan to everyone else in the room. Mikayla stood up and left as he began, not wanting to be a part of the scheme. She just wanted to go home and let Brady live his life. He seemed happy, and she knew that if she was in his place, she would want to be left alone.
A Few Hours Later
It had become dark in Miami as the clock struck 8 p.m. Brady was locking up the store since he was the last to leave. After he made sure everything was secure Brady locked the doors before he began walking through the mall. He walked to the mall and back home every day, but tonight he was nervous. The encounter from earlier had freaked him out, and now as he walked home, he was on high alert.
The wind blew around Brady, causing him to try to wrap himself up with his jacket. He pulled his hood up, and wrapped his arms around him in an attempt to keep the cool air out. While it was warm during the day, it was rather cold at night, and Brady only had a thin jacket.
Something that resembled footsteps sounded behind Brady, causing him to freeze and spin around. When he found nothing he became even more freaked out. Brady turned back around and continued walking. He was only two blocks away from his house, but considering all of the movies he had seen where people get kidnapped while walking home at night, he was scared that he wouldn't make it home. His fear was proved correct.
An arm wrapped around him from behind, trapping him in someone's hold, while another clamped over his mouth, preventing him from calling for help. Brady squirmed and kicked as he tried to get free, but his kidnapper wouldn't budge as he began to drag Brady away.
Brady's mind raced as he tried to figure out ways to escape. He finally remembered one, and seconds later, he bit down on his capturer's hand, hard. A voice yelled out in pain as they released Brady to clutch their hand. The boy took this moment to begin sprinting as fast as he could to his house.
He made it to less than a block away when he was grabbed again, this time by someone who wasn't quite as strong as the first kidnapper. Brady knocked his head backwards into the kidnapper's, causing him to be let go again.
As he made a move to run again, Brady was surrounded. He recognized the man and woman from earlier as well as the giant man, but he didn't see the girl. There were a few buff guys as well; these being the ones Brady guessed had grabbed him. There was also an older man.
Brady tried to figure out how to escape the circle, his mind going through anything he could use. He knew he couldn't take all of them on at once. His thoughts traveled to a distant memory where someone had taught him hand to hand combat when he was little, around four or five. As all of the fighting techniques came to mind, Brady began to execute them.
He spun around while sliding his foot under three of them men's legs, causing them to fall before he came face to face with another. Brady quickly ducked as the man tried to grab him before he lashed out with a roundhouse kick to the man's abdomen. The man groaned before he collapsed onto the ground. This only left the three people he recognized from earlier and an older man.
Brady backed away from them, barely catching himself from falling as he almost tripped over one of the guys on the ground, causing the man to fall back to the ground. Brady's mind was racing a mile a second as he tried to figure out a plan of escape. The three people were blocking his way to his house, and he knew the others would be up at any second.
It was then that Brady noticed that the big man had disappeared. He hadn't heard any footsteps, having figured that such a big man would make a sound. A light footstep sounded behind Brady, but as he turned to take on his attacker his right arm was grabbed and he felt a sharp pain as something was injected into him before he felt darkness overcome, and everything turned black.
Mason caught the boy as he fell unconscious. The other guards climbed to their feet as the King, Queen, and Shaman walked up. The Queen brushed a few stray strands of hair from Brady's eyes. "We finally found him." She breathed. The King hugged his wife to his side as Mason lifted Brady so he was hanging over the Royal Advisor's shoulder, making him easy to carry. The group then began their trek back to the boat, taking Brady with them.
At the Raven household though, everyone was starting to become anxious. Brady was supposed to be home by 8:15, the walk between their house and the mall only being about ten minutes long. He had texted them at 8:00, saying he was leaving, and it was now past 8:30. Little did they know that their son had been kidnapped and was now boarding a boat with his capturers.
As the group boarded the ship Mason carried Brady into a vacant room on the ship, the room they had set up for him. There wasn't much on there, only a bed with a porthole above it. The walls were a plain gray. Mikayla met the others in the room, having been told that she would be guarding the room.
The Guard Girl internally sighed as Brady was laid down on the bed. She felt horrible that they had taken him from his home, but she couldn't go against the King and Queen. She knew they had missed their son, and it was better that she didn't try to separate the parents and their son.
After Brady was laid down on the bed, the Royals left, leaving the Makoolas in the room with the unconscious boy. "Mikayla, I need you to stay in here for when he wakes up. I'll bring food for the both of you in about two hours. He should be awake by then." Mikayla nodded, and with that her father left, leaving her alone with the lost prince.
Mikayla sat down on the bed before she brushed his hair away from his face, it having fallen again when he was being carried. She had to admit, he was cute. He looked so peaceful as he laid there, making Mikayla feel even worse than she already did. He was being torn away from his life, and when he woke up, they would already be on their way to Kinkow.
The boat rocked for a moment before it began moving, showing that the captain had started the engine and they were now leaving Miami and making their way back to the uncharted island they called home.
A loud ringing interrupted Mikayla's thoughts. She looked around in surprise before she realized it was coming from Brady, more specifically his jacket. Mikayla reached into his jacket pocket before she pulled out his phone, the caller ID showing that his sister, Cheyenne was calling. Mikayla hesitated for a moment before hitting accept.
"Hello? Brady? Where are you? You were supposed to be home twenty minutes ago. Brady? Brady?" There was worry and fear in Cheyenne's voice. "Brady, please answer!" She cried out, her tone showing she was close to tears. Mikayla bit her lip before she hung up.
Her chest hurt. She felt horrible once more. Mikayla wanted Brady to wake up so she could comfort him, and try to tell him everything would be ok. His family was worrying about him, and she wanted to do all she could to help ease their minds as well as Brady's, or else her guilt would never go away.
Brady shifted next to her, showing he was waking up. Mikayla smiled at him before she stood up, wanting to greet him when he awoke.
Everything was dark, and Brady couldn't quite feel all of his limbs. He could tell he was waking up, and his mind was racing, trying to figure out what was going on. As his senses started working again, Brady felt himself rocking. The next thing he realized was that he could hear water. His mind came to one conclusion, and it scared him: He was on a boat.
Brady could feel someone watching him, and for a moment, he wished it wasn't one of the kidnappers, but he could tell it most likely was. They had taken him, and now he was on a boat destined to take him away from his home and his family.
Brady finally was able to open his eyes, his eyelids having felt rather heavy. He still felt a little drowsy, and was a little slow. That is until he noticed a person next to him. Brady shrieked in surprise as he fell off the bed and jumped to his feet before he began backing away from the person. He recognized her as the girl the girl that had been in Mad Sounds earlier with the others who had taken him. He didn't remember her name though.
The girl noticed his actions, and smiled gently at him. "Don't worry Brady. I won't hurt you. I promise." Brady's eyes landed on her machete, causing him to think otherwise.
Mikayla, noticing what Brady was looking at, removed her machete from its sheath and set it on the bed. "See? I won't hurt you." Mikayla took a step towards Brady, causing him to take a step backwards. Mikayla frowned at this before she tried again, not making any progress.
Brady continued to back up as the girl walked towards him. He didn't want anyone who had to do with his kidnapping near him, and this included her. Brady was able to keep backing up until he hit the wall. Mikayla, noticing this, continued walking towards him until, she had him trapped against the wall.
She raised a hand up before pressing it against his cheek, making sparks fly through both of them. Brady flinched before he relaxed slightly. As he locked eyes with her, he could see that she felt bad for him. Mikayla could see that Brady was scared, and confused. He didn't really understand why he had been taken.
Mikayla's hand left Brady's cheek before it grasped his hand lightly, sparks shooting through both of them at the contact. She tugged on it, causing Brady to look down at their intertwined hands. Mikayla then led Brady over to the bed and sat down, motioning for him to do the same. Brady hesitated for a moment, still not quite trusting her, but as their eyes locked again, he felt as if he could tell her anything, like they had known each other for a long time. He sat down next to her, and Mikayla began to speak.
"You said your name was Brady Raven, right?" Brady nodded. "You also said that you have a dog tag necklace. Do you mind if I see it?" Brady hesitated. "It will only take a moment. I promise. Then I'll give it right back." Brady nodded before he reached up and slid the necklace over his head before handing it to Mikayla. Sparks flew through his hand again when Mikayla briefly touched it to take the dog tags.
The girl examined them for a moment before Brady spoke up, a question on his mind. "What's your name?" Mikayla jumped at the sound of his voice, it being extremely quiet. She then smiled at Brady. "My name's Mikayla." Brady smiled softly at this, temporarily forgetting his current situation.
"Have you ever read what your dog tags said?" Mikayla questioned, bringing Brady out of his thoughts of her. He shook his head. He had always figured they had his name on them. Mikayla held up the dog tags so he could see them. Engraved on them was "Prince Brady Mitchel Parker" and on the back was a swirl that looked a lot like his birthmark.
"You're their son. The man and woman I mean. Their names are Mr. and Mrs. Parker, but better known to us as King Kunu and Queen Annabelle. You were sent to Chicago when you were five because we believed your parents were dead. Instead, they had been sent into a coma-like state, and woke up a week after you had left Kinkow. You were meant to live with your Aunt Nancy and Uncle Bill, but they had moved and we had forgotten to write down their current address. We lost contact with you, and we had no idea where you were until now."
Brady stared at Mikayla for a moment, the memories of when he was five coming back to him. He remembered two other boys, who he assumed were his brothers as well as a little brunette girl, who he figured was Mikayla. He remembered sitting through lessons on what to do when he became King. He remembered learning how to fight with Mikayla, these being the same moves he had used earlier.
Brady smiled at these memories. Mikayla, noticing his smile couldn't help but grin herself. He looked even cuter when he smiled. His eyes seemed to light up.
Brady's eyes met Mikayla's, and he smiled at her, having remembered who she was. She had been his best friend when he was little, asides from Boomer and Boz. Now though, he felt something else for her: Something more than friendly feelings.
Mikayla noticed a gleam in Brady's eyes. It was one she had never seen before from anyone, and it scared her, but at the same time it made her happy. While she wouldn't admit it to anyone, she had somehow developed a small crush on the boy sitting next to her.
His smile made her stomach feel as though waka-waka bugs were attacking each other in it. She felt as though she could tell him anything. His eyes made her melt with just one look. Her heart beat madly in her chest when he was close to her.
As Mikayla and Brady locked eyes, the two fell into what seemed like a trance. They both began leaning in, Brady's hand reaching up to cup Mikayla's cheek. They continued to lean in until they could feel each other's breath. Their lips locked as they kissed passionately, both of them trying to move closer to the other. Mikayla's arms wrapped around Brady's neck as his made their way around her waist. Brady unconsciously pulled Mikayla onto his lap. As Brady was about to deepen the kiss there was a loud knock on the door, causing the two to jump apart, Brady resuming his former place by the wall, his eyes wide with fear once more.
The door opened and Mason entered. He smiled when he noticed Brady. "My prince! You're awake! I brought you two some food." He motioned to the tray in his hands which held two apples as well as two water bottles. "It's not much, but it should last until morning." Mason sat the tray down on the bed. It was then Brady noticed the gauze wrapped around the man's hand. He remembered having bit someone the previous night, and figured it was this man.
"Did I do that?" Brady questioned quietly, motioning to the man's hand. Mason nodded, wincing slightly. "Yes. You bite hard."
"Sorry." Brady apologized. Mason smiled and waved Brady's apology off. "It's alright my prince. You were trying to defend yourself. You're going to make a great warrior, just like your father." Brady stared at Mason for a moment, confused, until he realized he was talking about his real father, not his adoptive father.
As Mason turned to leave, Brady spoke up. "Sir, what's your name?" Mason smiled as his attention returned to Brady. "My name is Mason Makoola. I'm the Royal Advisor on Kinkow. I help your parents with their royal duties. I don't know if Mikayla has told you, but I'm her father. She's also the Head Guard." Brady shook his head as he glanced at Mikayla.
"If you don't mind, I have to get going. Your parents want me to attend their meeting." Brady and Mikayla nodded before Mason left, leaving the two alone. Their eyes met for a brief moment before they both blushed and looked away, the kiss still fresh on their minds.
Mikayla's eyes shifted to the tray her father had left on the bed. She picked up one of the apples and a bottle of water before she walked over to Brady and held it out to him. "Here you need to eat. I'm guessing you didn't have dinner?" Brady shook his head as he took the food from Mikayla, the sparks shooting through them at the contact.
Brady smiled slightly at Mikayla before the two sat down on the bed together and began to eat. The only sound in the room was the two eating their apples. The two would occasionally glance at each other, and when their eyes met, they would stay locked for a moment before the gaze was broken and the two looked away from each other, blushing.
After Brady and Mikayla finished their 'dinner', they sat the apple cores on the tray before they both sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other. "Mikayla, can you tell me more about Kinkow?" Brady questioned the girl. Mikayla smiled and nodded before she began to speak.
Hours passed by as the two talked, Mikayla explaining about Kinkow, and afterwards Brady told her of what he had been doing in Miami, and what his life was like. Both had forgotten the situation they were in, and for the moment, they were ok with that.
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