Hey, guys! As you've noticed, this is a story which I update more often than TKoL, but these chapters also aren't as long as those in TKoL. I can already tell you this story will count around 25 chapters. And now, let's respond to the review:

Wendy Pierce: Thanks for your review! And that's a good question. Next chapter, that question will be answered. For now, you'll have to do with Boomer, Boz and Lanny.

Enjoy!

-Writer207

Man, this had been one heck of a night!

That was what was on Boz' mind when he finally started to wake up. He has had a pretty normal sleep and a pretty normal dream, but then things got weird real quick. Boomer was there, some intruder and some guy who said he once had been a King, the Seer King. Pf, weirdo! Also, that prophecy he told them, that probably was fake as well. everybody knew prophecies were meant to rhyme. It's always been like that, and today that wouldn't be any different. He even though he was awake during the night, but he couldn't be sure. He had been too sleepy the previous evening, so he probably couldn't remember any of it.

But he sure was wide awake when his triplet brother yelled in his ear.

He shouted out – what else could he do, Boomer shouted in his ear! He woke up and fell out of his bed, or whatever you call it. As Boz stood up from his bed, he saw Boomer standing next to him as if he'd been awake for hours. But then again, he had just woken up and saw that Boz was close to waking up as well.

"What the heck?" those were Boz' first words for today.

"Oh, you're awake." Boomer said, as if he hadn't even realized Boz had been sleeping, as if he hadn't shouted in his brother's ear. Boz sighed irritated.

"Yeah, because you shouted in my ear!" he wasn't too happy, "but thanks; I really had a weird dream and I couldn't wake up."

"Did that dream include a Seer King who had a prophecy?" Boomer asked. Boz looked up.

"Hey, what a coincidence! We had the same dreams!" Boz said, and he saw how his brother sighed.

"We shared a dream! We dreamt it together, because dreams always include the both of us whenever the island is in trouble."

"The island's in trouble?" Boz said, "Still looks fine to me."

"Yes, now it still is fine," Boomer explained, "But in the future someone or something might take over and kill everyone on the island, including us!" Boz jumped up.

"We have to do something about it!" He turned to Boomer. "What do you usually do when you have those dreams?"

"We tell Mason and Mikayla about it and they tell us everything we need to know." Boomer said, "but we don't need to rely on them anymore! I mean, we've gone through enough to know what to do."

"So we won't tell them?" Boz said.

"What won't you tell them?" Lanny said. The two Kings screamed when he appeared from behind their pool table. They didn't say Lanny to stop doing that – they knew it was hopeless to keep hoping for him to stop doing that. Boz turned to Lanny.

"Oh, just something about a prophecy with…"

"…with lot of hot girls for Boz." Boomer walked to Lanny an started to push him out of their room. "I'm sorry, Lanny, but you'll have to go." When he shut the doors, he knew Lanny wouldn't be able to listen. The doors were soundproof, so Lanny would hear nothing of what they said inside.

"We don't tell anyone!" he yelled when Lanny was out. Boz frowned.

"Wait, not even Lanny? But he could really help us." Boomer shook his head.

"He's just gonna tell Mason and Mikayla about it and then we can't do it on our own anymore." Boz nodded – he understood.

"Okay, let's talk about that prophecy," the monkey-boy said "Is it weird that I can recite it word for word?" Boomer shrugged.

"I dunno; we've never really gotten a prophecy like this, rhyming or not." Boz suggested to write it down, so they could stare at it for hours on end to figure out what it meant. If the figured something out, they would prevent it, although the outcome would not chance at all. And thus their discussion started.

"So, who do you think is the bravest of all? Because I think that's gotta be me."

Lanny didn't like the soundproof doors. They were impossible to break through, and he couldn't hear anything.

He then went back to his own room, where he could plot and scheme without being interrupted. Well, only Yama could hear it, but he was an evil King turned fish, so he would understand Lanny just fine. Besides, there was a lot to plot and scheme about now Boomer and Boz were hiding something from him.

Lanny purposely groaned when he walked into his room.

"What's upsetting you?" Yamakoshi asked his owner, clearly knowing Lanny would want him to ask that question.

"Glad you're asking," Lanny said, "the Kings are keeping a secret from Mason and Mikayla."

"They are always keeping secrets from them," Yama said.

"Yes, but before Boomer persuaded me to leave the room, Boz said something about a prophecy. One that has to come now. Does any of the prophecies from the Seer King remind you of today?"

"No, not really," the King turned fish said, "but there are two prophecies about the royal triplets." Lanny hated it when Yama used that word; okay, he might have given up the throne of Lanada and had been a little nicer towards his cousins, but he didn't need to be reminded that there were three of them. it made it so much harder to try and become King of Kinkow again. Hey, at least he didn't try to kill the Kings anymore.

"Well, what are those about?"

"One of them is about them being separated. That one already happened. The other one should be the one you're looking for. I can recite it."

"Well, then do it." Lanny insisted.

"I said I could, I didn't say I actually would." The prince rolled his eyes. He should've seen it coming. But even if Yama wouldn't recite it, he could still talk about it, right?

"What does it say?"

"It says that each of your cousins will be tested by something different and that the 'drowning spirit' must be stopped before the next full moon."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Lanny asked. If the fish could shrug, he would've done it.

"You're gonna have to find out yourself. I'm not getting involved with Mutaku."

"Mutaku?" Yama then realized his mistake. He didn't say anything else, and Lanny's brain started to work. The drowning spirit, 'Mutaku', could help him get rid of the Kings! He wouldn't have done it, because it would all be Mutaku's fault. He could already imagine what he would tell the Makoolas: I'm sorry, guys! I couldn't fight it! He had taken me over, I had no control of my body! Please forgive me! Off course, this would include a lot of sobbing and begging, but it would all be worth it. At first, he'd pretend to be reluctant, only to accept the throne because the three Kings would've wanted to see him rule after their death.

Yama shook his head. If he wanted to risk his life, be my guest! In the meantime, he would sit back and see how Lanny would slowly sell his soul to the devil, so to speak; because once you're with Mutaku, there's no turning back.