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Previously on The Lost Prince:

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.

No One's POV 2 Weeks Later

It had been two weeks since Brady had been kidnapped, and the entire time he had been on the boat, locked in the room. Mikayla was the only one who bothered to visit him daily, and when she wasn't there he was stuck trying to entertain himself in a room with only a bed in it.

The second day of his kidnapping his phone, wallet, and keys had been confiscated, so he couldn't reach home. Brady didn't know why these things had been taken, especially since the people that had taken him were his family. He hadn't thought there would be a problem if he contacted the Ravens, but he was wrong. The Parkers didn't want him to have any contact with his old family.

This had annoyed Brady, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. He couldn't escape: they were on a boat in the middle of the ocean. It wouldn't do him any good to try to hide somewhere on the boat because he knew they would find him, and they wouldn't stop their journey to Kinkow.

Knock, knock! Brady's head snapped up at the sound of someone opening the door. Seconds later Mason stepped in, followed by Mikayla. "My Prince, your parents would like for you to come on deck with them. Brady nodded, confused. This was the first time they were letting him out of his room, and he wasn't sure why. His best guess was that they had arrived.

Brady hopped up from where he had been sitting Indian style on the bed and followed the Makoolas out of the room and to the deck. They were the only two people he knew on the ship. Everyone else had never set foot in the room, so he had no idea who else was on the boat. He figured the buff guys and old man he had seen were here, but he wasn't sure.

Brady was led up to the main deck where he found the man and woman who Mikayla had told him to be his parents, King Kunu and Queen Annabelle. "Brady, so nice of you to join us!" Queen Annabelle smiled as she walked up and hugged Brady, trying to ignore him tensing up. King Kunu smiled as he walked up to his son and his wife.

"We're almost home Brady. Once we reach Kinkow you won't have to worry about those other people finding you. Only people from Kinkow know how to get there!" Brady stared at his father for a moment. He didn't want to forget about the Ravens. They had raised him, not the two people standing in front of him. Brady already felt horrible that they were probably freaking out about his disappearance, but he had no way to contact them and tell them he was ok.

"I don't want to forget about them though. They're my family too!" Brady argued. King Kunu frowned while Queen Annabelle placed a hand on her husband's arm and looked at Brady, confused.

"Brady, don't you want to come back to Kinkow with us? We're your real family, and we've spent all this time trying to find you. If we would've known that any of this would happen then we would have never sent you to live with your Aunt and Uncle."

Brady bit his bottom lip, something he did when he was unsure. He wanted to get to know his blood-family, but he also wanted to stay with the people he considered his real family, the ones who had raised him and taken him in when he was lost.

"Couldn't I at least call them and tell them I'm ok? They're probably worrying about me, and I want to ease their minds. They consider me their son too!" The Queen looked at her husband, unsure of what to say. She knew that if she was in the Ravens' place, she would want to hear from her son. She was sure Kunu felt the same way.

King Kunu nodded. "Very well. Mikayla, please retrieve his things." Mikayla nodded before rushing off to fulfill the King's request. She returned a few minutes later before handing Brady his things, trying hard to ignore the electricity she felt flow through her at their brief contact.

Brady smiled before he quickly called Cheyenne, hoping she would pick up. He didn't know if there was a time difference or not, and he was hoping she wasn't too busy at Mad Sounds to pick up. The phone rung for a moment before a female voice came from the other line.

"Brady? Is that you? Are you ok?" Brady smiled at his sister's voice. He missed her terribly; the two had grown extremely close over the years. "Yes Cheyenne, it's me. I'm ok." A sigh of relief came from the other in.

"Where the heck are you? We've been searching for two weeks Brady!" Cheyenne sounded more relieved now, but there was still an underlying tone of worry in her voice. "I'm on a boat. It's a long story, but I'll just summarize. The people that came into Mad Sounds that day that were asking about me, they're my real parents. They've been searching for eleven years to find me. We're on our way to where I'm from now."

Cheyenne sighed once more, except this time there was slight anger in her voice. "They kidnapped you, didn't they? I know you, and you would've come home first and introduced everyone first, not just leave with them the moment they come up to you! They didn't even bring any of your clothes or anything did they?"

Brady bit his lip at her accusation. She had figured out what had happened exactly, and he felt bad. He wanted to go back to Miami and hug her and tell her he would be fine, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to convince the others to let him return to Miami. They would be too afraid to lose him again.

"Yes Cheyenne, that's true. I'm fine though, I promise." Brady's words did little to comfort Cheyenne, and he could practically feel her frowning over the phone. "I don't know Brady. Are you sure that they're your family and not some psychos that are trying to make you feel safe in order to offer you for some crazy ransom or something?" Brady couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped his lips at his sister's words.

"I'm sure Cheyenne. You just watch too many cop movies." He teased. He could feel her glaring at him from thousands of miles away. "Yeah yeah. Anyways, I'm going to get mom and dad ok? Stay on the line, please." Brady nodded before he realized she couldn't see it. "Sure thing."

There was noise in the background on the line before Cheyenne came back on. "Brady, you're on speaker now. We're all here." Brady smiled. "Hi guys." He greeted.

"Brady! My boy! Are you ok? Where are you? We're coming to get you!" Mr. and Mrs. Raven were both questioning Brady anxiously. "I'm fine. I met my birth parents, and they're taking me to back to where I was born."

Mr. Raven and Mrs. Raven both sighed. They were happy for their son, but at the same time they wanted their boy back home. Even though Brady wasn't related to them, they still considered him their son.

"Brady, we're happy you found your family, but when are you coming home? You're our son too. We love you just like we would if we were related." Brady was taken slightly aback. He hadn't really thought of what he was going to do. His mind was set on what was happening at the moment. Now though, he knew he was going to have to choose between staying with the Ravens, or the Parkers. He felt like he was a part of both families.

"I-I don't know." Brady stuttered slightly before he regained control. "Hopefully soon. I'm not sure. I will though, I promise." He tried his best to ease their minds. Brady felt bad about leaving them, but he hadn't really had a choice in coming with his parents or not.

"Alright then. We'll see you soon, ok?" Mr. Raven was hesitant to end the call with his son, but he knew that he would have to sooner or later, and the longer they were on the phone the more it hurt to say good-bye.

Brady nodded before he realized that his family couldn't see it. "Alright. I love you guys. Bye." With this Brady hung up the phone before turning back to the others that were on the deck as well.

"Is everything good now?" King Kunu questioned his son. Brady nodded. "They're better now." The King and Queen both smiled at this. They didn't want their son to be unhappy.

"My King, we have arrived." Everyone turned to look at the guard who had made the announcement. King Kunu nodded, and the guard left. The two royals then turned to their son whom they ushered to the side of the boat. "Brady, welcome to Kinkow."

Brady eyes widened in amazement. Kinkow was beautiful. The beaches were made of an almost white sand, and the water was crystal clear. The jungle reached the beach, and the trees were all green and leafy. The sky was a clear blue with a few white clouds spread out.

Brady smiled as he took in the island. He didn't really remember it from when he was little, but seeing it now helped to jog his memory. He remembered coming down to the beach often with his brothers and Mikayla as well as with his parents.

"Come my boy. It's time for you to return to your real home." King Kunu smiled at his son before he and the Queen followed the guard to the ramp that would take them ashore. Brady followed suit, accompanied by the Makoolas on either side of him. Brady wasn't sure if it was for protection, or if they didn't quite trust him yet.

As the group made its way onto the shore, Brady continued to gaze at the beautiful sights around him. "While it is fantastic to have you back Brady, please do be careful. This island can be dangerous at times." His attention turned to his father at the sound of his voice. Brady nodded, although he was slightly confused on what could be so dangerous on such a beautiful island.

The King's warning had been well-intended, but it was also slightly out of fear. There had been rumors circling the island that on the day Prince Brady returned to Kinkow he would be taken by the Tarantula People for revenge on the King and Queen. King Kunu glanced around nervously as the group walked towards the castle searching for any kind of danger. He did not want his son to be taken and put in harm's way.

As the group made its way into the jungle, King Kunu's fears were proved correct. A tribe of Tarantula People descended from the trees and into the group, set on taking Brady. The guards immediately began to try to protect the royals, but mainly Prince Brady. The King had his family sword to fight with and the Queen had a pair of daggers she used to duel, but Brady had nothing to defend himself. A few hand to hand combat moves would not take down a Tarantula Person.

Swords clashed together as the two groups began to duel. The guards tried to bring attention away from Brady, for they had made a plan should this situation arrive. Mikayla quickly grasped Brady's wrist and pulled him away from the battle, knocking a Tarantula Person out cold with the butt of her sword as she did so. Her goal was to lead Brady to the castle where he would be safe.

"Come on. Follow me." Mikayla urged the Prince quietly as she began sprinting towards the castle, pulling Brady behind her. As the two ran Brady managed to keep up with the guard girl, only tripping on the occasional root. What the two didn't notice though was that they were being followed.

As the two came into a clearing not far from the castle, they were stopped by five Tarantula People coming from the trees once more. The battle had been a distraction. They had figured that the prince would be separated from the rest of the group and taken back to the castle, and now they had the two teenagers surrounded.

Mikayla and Brady were standing back to back in the middle of the small circle of Tarantula People. Mikayla's machete was gripped tightly in her hand. She was willing to defend the prince at all costs.

"Give us prince." One of the Tarantulas spoke up. His English wasn't very good, and it came out slightly slurred, but the two in the center still understood what he had said. Brady tried hard to push down the sense of fear and dread he was beginning to feel. He knew he would have to be brave, no matter what happened. He wasn't used to anything of this sort, so he wasn't exactly sure on what he should do.

Mikayla on the other hand had fought off Tarantula People before, but never by herself. She knew that Brady would be of some assistance unlike his brothers, so she was quite as worried as she would be if it was Boomer or Boz with her. However, Mikayla could still tell that unless back-up came soon, she was going to find herself a prisoner of the Tarantula People.

When no response came from the two teenagers, he spoke again. "Give us prince." This time, a firm reply came from Mikayla. "No." This slightly shocked the warrior, and it made him mad. "Give us prince!" He hollered before he charged towards the two. Mikayla ducked down, bringing Brady down with her, and the warrior flew over their heads. As the two stood up thought they were quickly grabbed by the remaining warriors, and their wrists were tied behind their backs. Mikayla's machete was taken from her, and the two were pushed farther into the jungle.

The sound of a bird call echoed through the jungle where the battle was still taking place. As soon as the Tarantula warriors heard the call they disappeared, leaving the guards and royals standing where the battle had previously been. They were all scared now though. They knew what that bird call meant: The task was complete. It was in the Great Book. The group knew that the two teenagers hadn't made it to the castle.

"We have to go after them!" King Kunu cried, wanting to rescue his son as soon as possible. He had just gotten him back only to lose him again. The King knew where his son would be taken: The Tarantula People would take him back to their camp in order to draw the King to them. They needed the King's saliva in order to resurrect their mummy and turn him into Kaita the Bat Rider, Kinkow's worst enemy.

"My King, it might be best if you stayed at the castle while we rescue Prince Brady." Mason tried to reason with his King. It wouldn't be safe for him or his wife to go with them. "No. I'm coming with you. I will not allow them to hurt my son!" The King's tone was firm, and his decision was final.

Mason nodded. "Very well my King." With these words the group turned and began sprinting to where they knew the Tarantula People's hideout was. As they ran they cut down any branches in their path. The King and Queen were determined to rescue their son.

As the group neared the Tarantula territory a piercing scream stopped them in their tracks. The sound made the Royals' blood run cold. They recognized it from when he was little: It was Brady. This strengthened the groups' determination even more. They were furious.

The guards and royals began sprinting again before they burst into the clearing. The mummy was standing in front of Brady and Mikayla who were tied to a tree. There was a long gash down Brady's chest to his stomach, and his white t-shirt was stained red. Brady's teeth were gritted from the pain. He was panting slightly.

"Let go of my son!" The King growled furiously, earning the attention of the Tarantula People who only smirked and laughed in return. Their plan had worked, and now they could use the Prince against the King.

The mummy held up the knife he had used to injure Brady and pressed it against the boy's neck. Brady's eyes widened in fear as he felt the cold metal pressed against his bare skin. His eyes locked with his father's, and it was then that King Kunu could see the fear in his son's eyes.

"Saliva." The mummy croaked, earning the King's attention. "Saliva, or boy dies." The mummy croaked once more. "Leave my son out of this." The King growled in response.

This statement caused the the Tarantula People to laugh. "He is our prisoner. You will do as we say, or he will die." The King sighed in defeat. He didn't want any more harm to come to his son. "Let us make a compromise then. I will provide what you need, if you let my son and the girl go."

The Tarantula People mumbled to each other for a moment before the Head Tarantula turned to the group. "We accept. Free the prisoners." At his command two of the other warriors untied the ropes that had held the two teenagers to the tree. As the ropes came undone though, Mikayla had to quickly grab Brady as he nearly collapsed to the ground, the ropes having been the only thing holding him up.

The King and Queen rushed forward to help their son, but were stopped by the Tarantulas. Mikayla placed one of Brady's arms over her shoulders and helped him slowly walk to where the guards were. The two managed to make it to where the guards were before Brady completely collapsed, his skin as white as a sheet. He was losing blood quickly. Mikayla helped to set Brady down on the ground before she kneeled beside him and began to try and find a temporary solution to stop his wound from bleeding.

The King could tell his son needed to see the Shaman soon. However, he also knew that he couldn't give the Tarantulas what they needed. A plan began to form in his mind. King Kunu unsheathed his sword before he called to the guards. "Take Brady back to the castle, now!" Mason picked Brady up from where he had been lying on the ground before he and Mikayla began sprinting back to the castle, trying to get the Prince out of harm's way.

As the Makoolas left the area, another battle began. The King swung his sword as he tried to attack the head Tarantula, who in turn parried the blow. The other guards began the attack on the rest of the Tarantula warriors. Their main goal was to distract the warriors long enough for Mason and Mikayla to get Brady to the castle. They knew it would only take the Makoolas a few minutes to reach the castle, so they had to make the few minutes count.

Swords clashed as warriors came face to face. The Tarantula People were determined to get the saliva for Kaita while the guards were focused on protecting the royals and giving the Makoolas time to get the prince to the castle. Neither group wanted to lose because that would mean losing something important to them.

As the battle raged on, the Makoolas had finally made it to the castle. Father and daughter had split up, Mason sending Mikayla to get the Shaman and the Elders whilst he took Brady to the castle.

Said boy was struggling to keep his eyes open. All he could really make out as they ran was flashes of green, and the occasional voice telling him to stay awake, and to keep his eyes open. He barely noticed the change of scenery as they entered the castle. Mason rushed past all the servants as he yelled at the guards to go help the King.

The eighth Sasquatch carried to prince to the room that had been prepared for him before he laid him down on the bed. "Stay awake a little longer my Prince. The Shaman will be here soon. I promise." Brady nodded weakly as five more people entered the room. It was the Shaman, the Elders, and Mikayla.

The Shaman set his medical bag down on the table next to the bed before he ripped off the remains of Brady's shirt, exposing the wound. The gash wasn't too deep, but Brady had still lost a lot of blood. The Shaman quickly got to work by reaching into his bag and pulling out a salve. It would help to close the wound quicker.

As the Shaman spread the salve on the injury, Brady let out a cry of anguish. His wound stung from the salve. "I'm sorry my prince, but this will make it feel better. I promise." The Shaman apologized.

"Help me sit him up." He ordered Mikayla, who had come to stand on the other of the bed. Mikayla helped the man sit Brady up gently, trying not to hurt him anymore.

Brady swayed slightly as he felt himself become dizzy from sitting up so quickly. He drifted in and out of consciousness for a second as stars danced in front of his eyes. His ears were ringing, but one voice broke through it. "Stay with us Brady." Mikayla whispered. Said boy nodded slightly, signaling he heard her.

The Shaman wrapped Brady's wound as Mikayla helped to hold Brady up. "Almost done my prince." As soon as the injury had been dressed, Mikayla laid Brady back down. The boy sighed in relief as he felt the pain from his wound fade.

As soon as Brady laid back down, the door to the room burst open, and the King and Queen rushed in. "Is he ok?" Queen Annabelle questioned as she placed a hand on Brady's cheek. The Shaman nodded. "Yes my Queen, he will be fine. He needs to rest for a little bit." He turned to the King. "Do any of the guards need to be checked for wounds?" Kunu shook his head.

"We made it out with just a few scratches. We should be fine." The Shaman nodded before he picked up his bag and left the room. The King and Queen turned to the Elders. "The lost prince has finally returned to Kinkow." The Elders nodded as they looked Brady over. Said boy stared at them, confused. He didn't remember them, and because of his earlier experience he was slightly afraid of them.

The Head Elder, sensing fear coming from the boy, held out his hand to Brady. "Do not be afraid boy. We will not hurt you." Brady nodded, although he was still unsure about them. "Now, when will the announcement that he has returned be?" The Elder questioned the King as he turned to him.

"We were going to do it today, but it might be better to wait a few days." The Elder nodded. "Very well then. We will be in attendance then." With this the Elders left, leaving the royals and the Makoolas.

"Are you feeling ok Brady?" Queen Annabelle questioned her son. She felt horrible that the first day they bring him home he is attacked and injured. Brady nodded. "I've been better, but I'll live." He smiled, causing the Queen to smile as well.

"Mom! Dad! What's with all the noise? We're trying to sleep here!" Two teenage boys burst into the room, both of them clearly annoyed. "Maverick! Boz! That is no way to behave!" The Queen scolded her sons. The darker-skinned boy groaned.

"Mom, please call me Boomer! Everyone else does!" His eyes then landed on Brady. "Who's this?" He questioned as he walked up to the bed, Boz following. "Why is there a stranger in the castle? Is he a new servant?"

The King and Queen shook their heads. "Boomer, Boz, meet your triplet brother, Brady." The three boys all stared at each other for a moment before Boomer and Boz both tackled Brady in a hug, causing said boy to emit a small cry of pain as pressure was applied to his wound.

"Brady! Dude, we thought we would never see you again!" The two exclaimed, oblivious to Brady's pain. "Now we can go on adventures like we used to!" Boomer and Boz continued as they pulled away from the hug.

"There won't be any adventures for a little while. Brady needs to heal, plus he needs to begin his lessons." The King spoke up, earning confused glances from two of his sons. "What do you mean heal?" Boz asked.

"Brady was taken this morning when we were returning to the castle from the boat. He was injured by a knife. He should be better in a few days." The two boys nodded in understanding.

"Oh. Well, we've got to get going. We're supposed to meet Candace and Tessa. It was nice seeing you again Brady." Boz smiled at his brother before he and Boomer left. Brady smiled as they left the room. He knew it would be a lot of fun to hang out with his brothers once he was healed.

"Mason, we need you to come help plan the announcement of Brady's return. Mikayla, could you please stay here with him in case he needs anything?" The guard girl nodded before the King and Queen left the room, followed by Mason. This just left Brady and Mikayla.

The two sat there in silence for a moment before Brady sat up, sitting Indian-style. "Do you want to sit down?" He questioned the guard girl, motioning to the empty space on the bed in front of him. Mikayla hesitated for a moment. "Don't worry, I won't bite." He assured her, earning a smile out of the girl.

Mikayla sat down on the end of the bed. Even though she had learned a little bit about Brady, she still didn't know too much. While they had spent the first night on the boat talking, he had mainly talked about his family, and not very much about himself.

One thing Mikayla had figured out that night though was that he seemed to be really sweet, funny, and laid back, but also incredibly shy. At least he seemed that way around Mikayla. It was his shyness around her that made her want to know more, especially since she had begun to feel herself slightly crushing on him.

He was everything she wanted in a guy, and more, but she figured that he didn't like her that way. Even though they had kissed, Mikayla believed it had been a spur of the moment thing, and was trying hard not to believe he actually liked her, lest her hopes be crushed if he didn't feel the same way.

However, as Mikayla looked into his big brown eyes, she couldn't help but wonder, what if? What if he actually liked her that way? What if a relationship between them could work? What if something that came out of her wildest dreams would be able to be true?

As Mikayla felt her mind begin to wander, she quickly locked away those thoughts. She didn't want to go through any heartbreak like she had before with her ex Lucas. Things had been fine between them before he spent a day with the Princes. They had somehow managed to somewhat convince Lucas that he was too good for her, so she found him cheating on her, but when he had told her that the other girl had kisses him, Mikayla had believed him.

After that though, it had gotten worse. Lucas was always with other girls, and when Mikayla asked about them he insisted they were his friends and nothing more. However, it got worse. Lucas, along with the two princes had begun to constantly tease Mikayla and make fun of her. A then fourteen Mikayla couldn't handle the teasing from the three boys so she broke it off with Lucas and threatened the two princes that if they ever did anything like that again she would hurt them and give them to the yetis for dinner.

Her threat had worked because they left her friend Tristan alone. Now Mikayla was afraid that they would do to Brady what they had done to Lucas, so she was trying to keep herself from having any romantic feelings for him whatsoever.

Brady watched Mikayla intently as she seemed to be lost in her thoughts. Her wavy brown hair was cascading down her back, while her beautiful brown eyes were glassy, showing she wasn't entirely there. She seemed to be considering something important because she was slightly chewing on her bottom lip.

The Prince couldn't help but smile. The girl in front of him was very pretty, and from what he could tell extremely nice. He wasn't entirely sure on what to think about her though. From what he had learned about her, she seemed perfect, or at least to him. She was also a lot like Cheyenne.

While Brady wouldn't really admit it to everyone, he was feeling quite homesick. His mind kept wandering to his conversation with his family earlier. He missed them terribly. Brady hoped to be able to see them again soon.

As Brady sighed quietly, he felt his stomach growl. Mikayla's head snapped up at the sound, causing Brady to blush as she looked at him. "Hungry?" She guessed, earning a smile and a nod from Brady. Mikayla smiled before she stood up and walked into the closet, coming back out moments later with a shirt for Brady since his old one was ruined. "Here you go. I'll show you the dining room and the kitchen." Brady quickly slid the shirt over his head, wincing slightly, before he followed Mikayla out the door.

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