The New Enemy Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not Pair of Kings.
"Mason..what happened to Boomer?" the King's aunt's face was filled with anger and worry.
"He's alright, right, Shaman?" Mason turned to the Shaman. He shook his head, but yelled at the laptop saying that he's asleep.
"Why is the Shaman then?" Aunt Nancy countered.
"Boomer was feeling a little hot, so, we brought the Shaman down to see if he's fine or he has a fever. And he is fine." Mason reassured Boomer's protective aunt.
"fine, because if it happened to Brady then it could have happened to Boomer." Aunt Nancy looked like she was talking to herself.
"What happened to Brady?" Mikayla rushed over after hearing Aunt Nancy's sentence. The head guard pushed her father away and she came into view.
"Mikayla, he's at the hospital. He was at the gym and the janitors found him passed out on the floor." Aunt Nancy's eyes became to water as Mikayla's face fell, she looked like she was shot and she was waiting to get to heaven.
"what-what?" She whispered.
"the doctors don't know what's wrong with him yet. I should get going. Don't tell Boomer." then the screen turned black for a moment and the then the Internet popped up.
"Mikayla." Mason walked over to his daughter and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest.
"It's ok, it's ok." Mason repeated over and over again.
"it's my fault. My fault." The head guard whispered against her father's chest. Tears threatening to escape if she didn't let them.
Boz watched the father and daughter comfort each other, he turned away and looked at his brother. All his life, he was raised in the jungle, where no one looking after him. No mother, father, sister, or brother. And all of a sudden, a bad storm came and destroyed his island. He and his people goes to their neighbor island and there he finds a brother and he becomes a new king of a new island.
But since the past months, Boomer and Mikayla, were the ones down. They mope around, they rarely speak to him, and the people say that they are great and fun people but since he had came they were the opposite. Boz wanted to help but he never met Brady or he could to leave Kinkow. He was useless like he was feeling.
"Brady!" Mikayla yelled, she sat up in her bed and ran a hand through her brown wavy hair. A dream about Brady and her fighting off some bad guys. She was fighting one of the other guys when she didn't see a person behind her and was about kill her. But lucky and unlucky for her, Brady was there and pushed her away. But the unlucky part is that Brady had gotten stabbed in the side with a dragger. That's when she woke up.
"Brady.." Mikayla whispered the name that made her cry for the whole month. The name that made her feel all tingly and whole but it also made her feel angry and upset at herself, maybe a dash of confused too.
She almost plan to back to Chicago to get Brady back but she never went through with it. She finds herself finding a reason not to go. A natural reason. Emotional reason. Any reason that pops in her mind. She wants Brady back, not that Boz wasn't a good king. Because he is, but Brady was destined to be here, she could feel it.
Finally, fighting with her if she should get out of bed and go to Chicago, Mikayla lie back down and closed her eyes.
"I'm not leaving your side, Mikayla." Brady promised his crush and friend.
Mikayla was about to say something but all that came out was Waka-Waka goo. She opened her eyes to a Waka-Waka goo covered Brady.
"See? Still here." he wiped some goo off his face while Mikayla giggled.
"Thanks, Brady." She whispered, Brady's smile disappeared and a frown replaced it.
"Something's gonna happen, something bad, bad enough that I had to come back." Brady bent down, to get eye-level with Mikayla.
"What?" Mikayla couldn't remember this part. She couldn't remember because it never happened!
"I can't tell you, but I can tell you something else." Dream Brady gazed into his friend's eyes as she tried to read her King's emotions.
"First, tell Boz he is not useless, he's very useful." Mikayla nodded.
"Second, wake Boomer up and keep him in our room. And do not tell him I am coming back."
"your coming back?" Mikayla asked a little too hopeful. Brady nodded and looked around as if someone was listening to them.
"and third," Brady looked back at Mikayla, "do not trust anyone before I come back." his eyes darkened.
"Not even my dad?"
"No one." Brady repeated.
"I promise."
Boz was awakened by Mason and Mikayla. He sat up and looked to his right at Boomer's bed.
"He's still not awake." Boz looked down and got out of bed, he felt more useless as the Shaman and Mikayla speak about medicines.
"come, King Boz, we need you to get ready. Today you are going to learn about the castle's secrets." Mason placed his hand on Boz's back, trying not to kill but gave him heavy push.
"ok, Mason." Boz and Mason moved away from Boomer's sleeping body with Boz taking one last look at his brother's body.
Mikayla waited until the Shaman was done giving Boomer his medicine. She loomed over his body as she waited and waited for awhile until she was sure no one was coming into the King's room.
"Boomer, I know you hear me, so, please wake up. Not just for the people, or Boz, or my dad, or even me. Brady is in the hospital. Whatever that is, he needs your strength, please. My king, wake up." Mikayla pleaded to the sleeping king. She waited again, until Boomer didn't flinch. The head guard turned and walked out of the King's room. planning her other mission.
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