Hi everyone! Thanks so much for all of the review, favorites, and follows! You guys are the best! This chapter is going to be more of a filler where you will find out what happened to Brady when he was in Chicago for the year he was gone. This will also be a continuation of the last chapter. Enjoy! Also, please check out my poll on my profile!

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Brady POV

I sighed once more before standing up and walking over to my backpack. I quickly grabbed some clothes to sleep in before brushing my teeth and laying down on the bed. I laid there for a few minutes until sleep started to overcome me and my dream with my parents in it came again.

I opened my eyes to find I was in a clearing in the jungle. I think I'm on the dark side but I'm not sure. Black mist is covering the ground all around me and the jungle looks as if it's coming to life. Suddenly my parents appeared in front of me. "Brady, you have done well my boy. Now that you are back on Kinkow you have to help your brothers. Something dark is coming and only the three kings of legend can stop it. Remember Brady, the enemy doesn't know you are here. You must be quiet and stay low. Do not open up to anyone even if they threaten you or your friends and family. If you open up to one person then the darkness will take over. For the island's sake, do not tell anyone about what we have told you other then something dark is coming. Just remember, a darkness is coming to Kinkow and only you and your brothers can stop it." My parents kept repeating the last sentence as they faded off in to the mist themselves. "What's coming? Don't go! What's coming to Kinkow!" I yelled into the darkness before waking up, sweating.

I sat up while trying to calm down my breathing. I was sweating from the dream and my thoughts were racing. How am I supposed to tell everyone what's coming if I can't open up? However, when I looked around I realized I wasn't in the cave I had been staying in until it dawned on me what had happened and where I was. I glanced at the clock to see what time it was and noticed it was five in the morning. I sighed before getting out of bed. No use trying to go back to sleep now. I walked over to my bag where I dug out fresh clothes and walked into the bathroom. After glancing around I noticed there was a shower in the corner which I quickly hopped into and had a fast shower. After I was done I grabbed a towel and dried myself off before getting dressed in a black V-neck shirt, black jeans, and black canvas shoes. I then combed my hair and brushed my teeth.

After I was done getting ready I placed my old clothes in my bag and walked over to the door. However, when I tried the handle, the door was locked. I should have known they wouldn't trust me enough to keep the door unlocked. I growled at the door before walking over to the bed once more and sitting down. As I sat down though my mind started to go through all of my memories I had from when I left Kinkow. I remember being in classes on learing how to sword fight, use a bow and arrow, a dagger, and how to fight in general.

It was my first lesson on how to use a sword and my instructors name was Mr. Mason. As if that wasn't ironic enough when he would teach me he would always be encouraging like Mason was when Boomer and I had joined fight school. Every time I fell down or messed up he was always patient with me and showed me the move again or helped me up. Of course he was my teacher for every weapon I was learning. He taught me how to use a sword correctly, throw a dagger so it would hit it's target almost every time, and how to use a bow and arrow perfectly. Throughout the lessons I was becoming stronger and faster from all of the workouts and exercises he put me through. I think the reason he didn't give up on me during everything is because he saw that I could do what he was teaching me, I just needed a little practice. One time, when I was about to give up because I couldn't master the move, he gave me a little pep talk just like Mason used to do. "Brady, you can do the move. All it takes is practice. If you keep trying I promise you will be able to master it. Learning these kind of things takes longer than a couple of weeks. Just remember that practice does make perfect. Now let's try it again."

As this part of the flashback ended I smiled because Mr. Mason had always reminded me of Kinkow and everyone here so I could always keep them with me. There were times when I would be extremely homesick and want to come back but then I would always remember why I was there and I would get back on my feet and keep working on what I was doing at the time.

I then came out of my flashbacks for a brief moment and looked at the clock to see it was six A.M. I sighed again in frustration before laying down on the bed and letting my mind wander once more. This time, however, my thoughts swirled back to the night I left Kinkow.

I was taking a walk through the jungle when I heard voices. I quickly hid in some bushes to see who it was. The two people talking however were Candace and Mikayla. I was about to leave and keep walking somewhere else when I heard my name. I immediately stopped and listened in. "The rumor on the island is that you would never date King Brady because he is too immature and will never grow up as long as he is the king." Candace spoke. Mikayla hesitated before she started stuttering. "Well, I don't know. I never said anything like that. I'm just not sure." "Ha! Hesitation is confirmation!" Candace exclaimed. My thoughts during this whole thing were basically the same thing. Mikayla will never date me or even care for me as long as I'm king. This thought caused me to turn around and leave. I raced back to the castle and up to my room. I grabbed a backpack and threw all of my clothes inside. I quickly scribbled down a note to Boomer and sat it on my bed along with my king ring. I then grabbed my guitar case and walked out the door. When I reached the throne room however, I walked to the throne and touched it, a brief moment of uncertainty washing over me. Seconds later though the feeling was gone and in its place was determination. I had then got a hot air balloon and hopped in before I started to float away, leaving my home, my brother, and my love.

When I was in Chicago the first few weeks I had been feeling regret and guilt for leaving Kinkow. In order to get on my feet and start training it took all I had to will myself to relax and do what I needed to do so I could be better once I did return to Kinkow.

As my thoughts began to settle I heard the door unlock. I quickly stood up and was looking at the door. Finally after a minute the door opened and Mikayla walked in with some food on a tray. When she saw I was awake she smiled at me. "Good morning Brady. My dad wanted me to bring you something to eat." She sat the tray down on the bed and we both sat on either side of it. Silence filled the room for a few moments before she broke it, "Did you sleep well?" I nodded my head in response before silence settled in the room once more. We both sat there for a few minutes before she pushed the tray towards me. "You need to eat." I looked down at the food and back up at her. She pushed it towards me again while nodding her head. I sighed before turning to face her and sitting cross-legged while palcing the tray on my lap. She turned towards me as well and watched me as I began to eat.

A few minutes later once I was done eating I asked Mikayla, "What am I supposed to do now? Are you guys going to keep me locked in this room all day?" She seemed to think for moment before responding," I don't know. It depends on what my dad wants to do with you until Boomer wakes up and then when he wakes up your fate is in your brother's hands."

As soon as she was done talking the door opened and Mason walked in. He beckoned Mikayla over to him and the two Makoolas then walked out into the hallway, closing the door behind them. I walked over to the door and put my ear up against it to see if I could hear what they were saying but it was too muffled. I then tried the handle to find it wasn't locked. As quietly as I could I opened the door enough so I could hear what they were saying. Unfortunately I only caught the last few words. "So we'll take him to the kings room and wake them up and see what happens from there." I quickly backed away from the door at these words and tried to act like I wasn't just listening to the conversation. The Makoolas walked in before Mason grabbed my arm and began dragging me out of the room. He had a really tight grip on my arm. I didn't complain though. I knew it wouldn't get me anywhere if I did.

Finally he had dragged me up to the kings room. I smiled again as my eyes settled on Boomer's sleeping form. I glanced over at Boz and found him asleep on what looked like a bed made of stone? Mason then whistled, startling my brothers out of their slumber. They both woke up while shrieking. Boomer glared at Mason while Boz was staring at me. "Why did you just wake us up?" Boomer complained. "Because, my king, I have a surprise for you." Mason then motioned to me. Boomer and Boz both started staring at me. Boomer slowly got out of his bed because he seemed to believe that I wasn't real and he was just imagining me. He walked over to me before poking my shoulder. When he realized I was a real person and not some hallucination he threw his arms around me in a tight hug while screaming, "Brady! You're back!"

Boz then stood up as well and came over to Boomer and I. "This is our brother, right?" He asked Boomer. When Boomer nodded Boz threw his arms around me as well and they were both hugging me extremely tight. "It's nice to see you guys but can you please let go? At least loosen your grip some." I managed to choke out because they were hugging me so tight. "Sorry bro." They said simultaneously before backing up slightly and giving me some space. As soon as they backed up though they began to question at me. "How long have you been back?" Boz questioned. Boomer nodded his head in agreement.

"I've been back for about a week." I answered truthfully. They both nodded their heads at my response before smiling. "It's good to have you back bro." Boomer smiled at me before turning to Mason. "Please alert the guards that Brady is not allowed to leave the castle unless someone is with him." Boomer ordered Mason. I opened my mouth to protest when Boomer turned to me again. "I lost you once and I'm not going to lose you again. This is just so I can make sure that won't happen." I sighed as he finished speaking but nodded my head. I understand where he's coming from with this and if I was in his place I would probably do the same thing.

He smiled once more before turning to Boz. "How about the three of us go and do something in the jungle?" He asked looking between Boz and I. We both nodded in response to his question and were about to leave when Mason stopped us. "My kings, Brady isn't allowed to leave the castle just yet. Since he just got back he has to stay in the castle for twenty-four hours before he's allowed to leave with a guard and forty-eight hours before he is allowed to leave with you two." Boomer looked at Mason annoyed. "Well as king I am getting rid of that rule and we are leaving!" He exclaimed triumphantly. Mason hesitated a minute before responding back, "My king you can't get rid of this rule. The elders made it for if Brady ever came back. Sorry." Boomer huffed in annoyance again while Boz and I shared questioning glances. "Fine then we'll stay up here!" Boomer spoke crossly before pushing or at least trying to push Mason out of the room. "Very well my king. Come Mikayla." Mason motioned for his daughter to follow him and the Makoolas left the room together while closing the door.

Boomer turned toward his bed and sat down while muttering to himself, something about sasquatches are annoying or something like that. "Well then, I guess we're going to be hanging out in here?" Boz asked looking between Boomer and I. Boomer nodded his head yes while I shrugged.

We all then sat down in a triangle on the floor where I was asked question after question about what had happened while I was gone and after I finished telling of my time I was gone I began asking my brothers questions about what had happened while I was gone and I was able to learn more about my other brother Boz. We stayed like this for who knows how long before Mikayla showed up and grabbed my arm before beginning to drag me out of the room.

"Where are you going with him?" Boomer stopped her right as she was about to drag me into the hallway. Her grip tightened on my arm. "My dad told me that it's time to take him back to the room he's staying in for now because he isn't really allowed to roam the castle by himself either." She responded back without even turning towards Boomer.

Boomer huffed in annoyance once more before sighing. "Fine but be nice to him! You have a death grip on his arm you know!" She looked at where she was holding onto me before relaxing her grip some and muttering a quick, "Sorry." Before she started dragging me again. "Good night guys!" I yelled as I was pulled away from my brothers. "Good night!"

When Mikayla and I reached "my room" she unlocked the door and pushed me in before closing the door behind me. Someone is in a hurry. I thought bitterly. I ribbed my arm where she had been holding me before I got ready for bed and laid down to let sleep overtake me.

Finished! Wow this took me a while to write but I enjoyed writing it! I hope you guy liked the chapter!

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