Prologue

Sup people. I have never written a Pair of kings fanfiction, but I just had this feeling that I needed to, so tell me what you think.

A raven haired boy lifted a large stack of would over his shoulders. At the age of twenty one he was well built and much more mature than he used to be. Living on the island of Kinkow as a peasant had changed him. His hair was a bit longer than it used to be, but it was styled into a spikey hair type of look. The boy took a deep breath of the fresh jungle air, and then he slowly made his way back to the village. He couldn't walk to fast since he had a recent injury thanks to his loud and brave mouth spoke back against one of the local men that picked on one of his friends.

Now it was not that he could not fight, since he had three years of learning excellent combat moves that put most palace guards to shame, but it was because of these men not fighting fairly. Stab wounds really did hurt on the side of your ribs in his opinion, but Hey, he's had it worse.

He wasn't exactly that far from the village now, and Nico and Meg was probably waiting for him at the beach. They usually met up there after they went hunting and he collected his wood. Now that he thought about food he was actually hungry. Too bad he had forgotten his satchel in his hut.

As the raven haired boy continued to walk along the small and narrow path, he heard a familiar voice.

"Candace, why are you taking me so far into the jungle again?" Mikayla's voice broke through the jungle air.

"I saw this really, really hot guy walking through the woods. We both could use some entertainment, you know?" Candace smiled devilishly.

"Candace…" Mikayla moaned. "I don't need a boyfriend. I'm perfectly happy without one."

"Mhmm. That's what you said three years ago and look what happened, Brady slipped from your soft, sweaty fingers."

"You know, you're not really good at motivating someone into pursuing a love life."

'Shit.' Brady thought to himself. He couldn't exactly let himself be seen by Mikayla. How Candice saw him didn't surprise him at all. She was always a man hunter and Meg described him as a prey worth hunting. He needed to run, hide or at least do something to get out of this situation, because of the sound of it, they were right behind him. He had totally forgotten that this path was one of the many that connected the village to the castle.

"Wait, I think I see him." Candice stated as she caught a glimpse of Brady's raven hair. Of course she had no idea that it was the missing or rather King in hiding. Brady had to act now or never. The beach wasn't far from here and he knew that Candice and Mikayla were really good runners, but so was he. He dropped his large stack of would and made a run for it.

"What the hell?" Mikayla asked as she noticed the retreating form. Sure Candice was an animal when it came to men, but it was odd that he just took off. "Why is he running?"

"I have no idea, but I love it when they play hard to get." Candice broke out into a sprint after the raven haired boy and Mikayla followed her in her quake.

Brady ran with all his might towards the village. He just needed to make it to the beach. He had to. He couldn't face Mikayla, Boomer, Lanny or Mason. Not even his new brother that he had recently learned of. He had fled like a coward back then and would do it again thanks to those hurtful words.

'He's too immature for me…' Those words shattered his heart each time he thought about it. Even now it still shattered him. 'I would never date him.'

These words encouraged him to run faster and faster. He quickly stopped in the middle of the village once he reached it to figure out which way to the ocean was faster, but unfortunately he didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

"There he is!" One of the idiots he managed to knock out yesterday gave him away. Seeing him he suddenly remembered his wound. He quickly looked at the spot on his ribs and noticed the large stain of blood. 'Great. The stitches opened.' Brady thought bitterly to himself. He moved quickly when the gang stormed after him. There was no choice now, he would have to leap off of the cliff. He ran even faster when he heard Candice and Mikayla's footsteps. When he reached the edge of the cliff he leaped forward and positioned his hands into a diving position. He thankfully dived off of this particular spot more than once in his three years of hiding.

"He's absolutely crazy!" Was the last thing he heard of Mikayla's voice before he hit the ice cold water below.

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When Brady woke up again he could barely stand up. He could feel that his wounds last stitches had torn horribly and he was very light-headed. The raven haired sat up straight and moaned from exhaustion. He ignored the pain that struck his sighed as he stood up. He held his hand to his sighed as he thanked his whiskers that he didn't drown. He held his wound tightly as he stared out over the ocean. The sunset always amused him, but this meant that he had been out cold for several hours.

"You get more careless each time I see you ,my King." Brady would've screamed like a little girl three years ago, but his journey of maturity really did fix most of his flaws.

"Evening, Mason. Sorry I caused you trouble." Brady certainly learned more self-respect as well as manners over the years.

"You're never trouble, well at least not anymore, my King. Your brothers on the other hand…"

"Are still the same as always." Brady smiled at the large and tanned man. Mason Makoola was the only one of his island family that knew about his presence on the island. The day Brady left he want to see Mason first to explain a few things to him. Sure Mason was furious, but he actually understood and allowed Brady to go after two hours of shouting and screaming. "I'm guessing this greeting isn't by chance?" Brady asked as he turned to face the large man.

"I'm afraid not ,my King. The elders wanted to know about where you spend your days. They had somehow figured out that I know." Mason sighed. "The island needs you. Your kingdom needs you."

"I guess my days as a peasant are over then. I leaped off of that cliff for nothing?" Brady chuckled.

"I'm afraid so, but I have to admit three years ago you would've cried and let them catch you then rather leap off of it."

"I'll have to agree with you on that, Mason. You can tell the Elders, that I'll return to the throne. I just need to find a doctor first." Brady sighed.

"I can patch you up at my house. Mikayla is sleeping over at the palace. She has the night-shift tonight."

"Alright." Brady agreed obediently. All that bothered him now was how he was going to tell his friends his secret and how he was going to face everyone else. Especially Mikayla. Anger rose up in the young man's heart. Anger for still being in love with her after all this time. He was surely a broken heartet peasant.

I feel so happy the way this turned out. Brady is going to be a bit more serious, but he will have a goofy side and a rather reckless. Until next time…