Here's the next chapter, guys! And it's twice as long this time! I really hope you like it! Brady will be formally introduced to Boz, and Lanny gets an interesting note from someone he doesn't know yet... if you want to see how they'll react, I advise you to read the chapter. But first, I'll have to respond to the reviews:

Wendy Pierce: Thanks for reviewing! Well, he hadn't exactly expected someone to try and find him because he doesn't know who Boz is (Paka forgot to tell him). They will, eventually, but not right this moment. And you'll read now if he can get along with his brothers.

Vanessa: No, but reactions are included here. You might get a clue of the first "attack" from the prophecy, mentioned in the chapter "A bad dream" and as for the others, you'll just have to wait a little longer. Thanks for your review!

Enjoy!

-Writer207

After quite a long walk, Brady and Mikayla finally reached the castle. As Mikayla walked out of the jungle and to the doors to get inside the palace walls, Brady stopped. He looked up, watching the entire castle. He had to miss the palace, his home, for more than a year. And now he was back. But was he ready to face those living inside the castle? Would they forgive him? Or would they tell him to leave because he left that day?

Mikayla stopped too and sighed when she saw Brady was just standing there, afraid or unwilling to walk in there. Even during her walk to the castle, she sometimes had to watch behind her to see if Brady was still following her. He had the nerve to try and stay behind three times and actually disappear one time. Mikayla did find him within five minutes, but Brady still had tried to get away from her. She had no idea why, but he must have a good reason to do so.

Mikayla walked to Brady, took his costume and pulled him with her. The first steps were reluctant, but eventually he followed Mikayla out of free will, without turning his back on her and returning to the jungle. It's been too long since he was here. It's time he returned home.

He walked behind Mikayla into the palace. He had taken off the piece of fabric off his head so the guards wouldn't link Brady and Sirocco. Even after all this time, Lanny still disliked the vigilante. Now they would just see their lost King enter dressed up to look a bit like a male Nanju Warrior. Brady didn't look at them and he felt how the guards took another glance at their lost King. He was already glad no familiar face was to be seen on the plaza. Well, Mahuma was there, but he didn't say anything about Brady.

Mikayla opened the double doors and walked in. Slowly, Brady followed her back inside. As soon as he was in the throne room, memories flooded back into his mind. He, Boom and the Makoolas made some great memories here. Brady looked at the single throne standing in the room and proceeded to look at his brother, who had been sitting on the couch.

Brady suddenly felt the need to run away, but he remained standing while Boomer stood up and walked closer to his lost brother. They looked at each other and they remained silent for at least a couple of seconds. This awkward silence was broken when Boomer punched Brady in the stomach.

Brady grabbed his stomach. Man, that hurt! Where did Boom learn how to punch like that? "Why did you do that?" he asked.

"That's for leaving the island." Boomer answered. Brady looked at his brother.

"And you couldn't have just welcomed me back?" he said, trying to sound sorry and hurt. It remained silent between the two of them for some seconds, before Brady cracked a smile. Boomer soon followed and before they knew, they were laughing.

"Welcome back, Brady," Boomer said, pulling Brady in a hug. He nodded.

"It's good to be back," they stopped hugging and Brady looked around. "Nothing changed here, huh?"

"Well…" Boomer began, but Brady interrupted him as soon as he saw a very familiar. The redhead from the jungle just happened to have just walked into the throne room, descending the stairs.

"Who is he?" Brady wanted to know. It's best to know who he saved. Boomer didn't say anything while the redhead walked closer to the lost King.

"I can't believe I'm actually meeting you. Well, we met before in the jungle, but that doesn't count." Boz offered Brady his hand, hoping he'd shake it. "I'm Boz. Your triplet brother." Brady stared at Boz for a while. He then looked at the hand Boz offered him to shake and then back at Boz' face. after another few seconds of silence, Brady started to laugh. Boz pulled back his hand, not understanding why his brother laughed so hard. Brady turned to Boomer when he was done laughing.

"Great prank, Boom. I almost fell for it!" Boomer frowned.

"But he is our brother. This isn't a prank!" He protested. But because of the smile on his lost brother's face, he knew Brady didn't understand this was his triplet brother.

"Boomer, just… I didn't fall for it," Brady replied, "besides, if you're gonna say someone is our brother, pick someone who has dark hair. I mean, a redhead? Really? I'm not that stupid."

"It's strawberry blonde," Boz said, "and I am your brother. I was meant to go to Chicago with you guys, but a storm washed me out of the boat and I grew up on Mindu. I came back to Kinkow after you disappeared." Boomer didn't add any painful details about how Boz sank Mindu before coming to Kinkow and Boz was really grateful for that.

Brady leaned closer to Boz, who backed away. He wanted to see Boz' face from up close, to see anything he has always seen in Boomer. He came to the conclusion Boz backed away the same ay Boomer sometimes did, and he did notice the nose was the same as Boomer's.

"Okay," Brady eventually said, "you convinced me." He smiled at Boz and if Boomer saw the smile, he would tell it wasn't a genuine smile. Brady may think Boz is a cool guy, but he can't help but feel replaced seeing Boz standing there. It was so unfair! He was gone for no longer than two days, and he already had been replaced by this Mindu redhead. As if the island didn't need him anymore now Boz has arrived.

At that moment three people walked into the room. Mason, Paka and Lanny. Brady smiled and walked to them. Brady could tell Lanny missed him: he saw the surprise on Lanny's face. But he had to guess his cousin wasn't ready to welcome him back yet, because he almost immediately turned his back to the lost King and walked away. Paka and Mason were still present, however, and the three started to talk.

"Okay, why did I have to wear that wig again?" Brady eventually asked Paka. Mason looked just as surprised as Lanny when he heard the former Tarantula made Brady wear a wig. Paka sighed.

"It was for your own good. I hope you remember the prophecy. Mutaku always choses someone close to the King or even the King (or one of them) as a host to succeed." Mason's eyes widened.

"Mutaku?" he asked Brady, "you had a dream about Mutaku?"

"Yes, I did… I think…" Brady answered, "does that dream include some non-rhyming prophecy about a drowning spirit?" But only Paka was listening, for Mason wasn't listening anymore. He just shook his head and walked up to Boomer and Boz. If Brady had that dream, then the two Kings should have had that dream as well. If they were smart, they would've told him so he could solve the problem. Then again, when have Boz and Boomer ever shown a bit of wisdom, except when they defeated Kaita?

"My Kings," he began, "did you or did you not have a dream about Mutaku? Answer honestly." Boz and Boomer looked nervous, as if they were just caught. They looked at each other before Boz answered.

"Who's Mutaku?" Mason had to admit that Boz sometimes was a convincing liar. Unfortunately for the King, he knew the truth and thus knew Boz was lying. For the sake of having them admit they dreamt about Draven the Seer King, he explained Mutaku to them.

"Mutaku is an island legend, known in all Kalooki isles. They say that one day, he'll rise again to try and drown the island. Kinkow wasn't always the largest island. That's because Mutaku already succeeded in drowning Atlantis." He was interrupted by Boomer.

"Come on! Atlantis is just a fairy tale. It doesn't really exist." Mason put one step forward, coming uncomfortably close to Boomer and Boz, who then put one step away from Mason.

"Oh, it's real." Mason said, "And don't lie to me. Brady had the same dream. Why would you lie to me about that? And why didn't you say anything?" Boz and Boomer looked at each other again. Boz sighed.

"Okay, fine! We did have that dream! And I wanted to tell you, but Boomer said it would be better if he figured it out by ourselves."

"My Kings, you should always tell your advisor when you have such a dream," Mason told them, "Mutaku is a serious threat. He takes over a body and then tries to drown the island. He has powers, but they'll only activate during a night with a full moon. Unfortunately, it's a full moon in five days."

"Does that mean we have five days to catch Mutaku?" Brady asked.

"Exactly," Mason answered, "And the problem is that we don't know if he already has found a host, and who it is. But whoever it is, we need to be ready to take him or her down. The host doesn't know he or she is a host until one or two days before the full moon. Until then, they don't remember some things they did. If we know who it is, you will have to take him out."

"How do we do that?" Boz asked.

Masons shrugged. "I don't know. The prophecy only mentions the bravest Parker will eventually get rid of Mutaku. It isn't said how they'll have to do that. boys, I want you to be prepared. We can't rule out that you'll have to take a life to make sure our island doesn't sink."

"But I don't want to kill anyone?" Boomer said, followed by Brady and Boz saying 'me neither'.

"But there is a big chance you might have to." Mason said, leaving them there. Mikayla had already left – she still had guard duties – and now Mason would join her. The two Kings and the lost King stood there in silence. None of them ever killed before. None of them even had the guts to purposely take a life. But what choice did they have? If they didn't, every human and creature living on Kinkow would die because they didn't have the guts to stab or shoot someone.

This definitely was the worst choice they had to make in their entire lives, including Boz pulling the plug on Mindu.

Lanny headed back to his room. He didn't see Brady except for those few seconds, but it was more than enough to know he had to try harder to get rid of them. With two dumb kings, there was less trouble. Or, well, less trouble for Lanny to land in if his plan didn't work. And now the three had reunited, meaning there would be more trouble to land in if his plans failed again.

He didn't slam the door, but he really wanted to. If he did it again, the door might fall down. He had slammed it so much and he also suspected one of the guards did something to it. He wouldn't be surprised though – they didn't like him anyway.

"You don't seem happy," Yamakoshi stated when he saw Lanny was in a bad mood again. Lanny turned to Yama.

"No shit, Sherlock!" Lanny replied and Yama didn't need an explanation. He knew about the return of the third King. He figured that was the only reason Lanny was frustrated and he didn't say anything else about it. If Lanny wanted to talk about it, he would. Just not right this moment.

Lanny sat down behind his desk. Everything was still in position: his failed plans, the ones he has yet to try out and the ideas. And one small piece of paper which hadn't been there when Lanny left the room.

He picked it up and noticed there was a message written to him. No name was mentioned, but it was clear this note was for Lanny. He read it out loud - that way, Yama didn't need to ask what was written on it. He didn't say the handwriting looked familiar.

I'll help you and you help me. Our separate goals both including the death of the Kings. Write "yes" on this note if you want to work together. We will meet later this week to discuss.

- Mutaku

"Do you know what that means?" Lanny asked when he was done reading the note out loud.

"That it won't be able to take your body?" Yama said. If Mutaku wrote that note, it meant it already has found a host. It meant Lanny's privacy would not be violated and his soul wouldn't be pushed away until Mutaku had full control.

"No. It means he knows who I am. And we'll definitely work together!" Lanny said, the frustration from a minute ago gone. He grabbed a pen and wrote in big letters YES under the message. When he was done, he put the pen away and stood up.

"Congratulations," Yama said, "you just sold you soul to the devil."

"It won't be as bad as you think," Lanny said, having had enough of Yama's negativity. Lanny thought his pet was just jealous of this very powerful newcomer. But Lanny didn't know the prophecy or the fact that nobody quits being an ally of Mutaku, unless the drowning spirit chooses to get rid of an ally.