We Are Not Normal

Prologue

"Psylus! Dinner!" My mom called up the stairs. I jumped from her voice and my wings shot out. I quickly put them away. I walked down the stairs and sat at the kitchen table.

"Ahem." My mom pointed to the ground. I looked down. My feet were paws. I shaped them back to my normal, bare feet.

"You need to control that. School starts in one week and you have to meet your teacher tomorrow." My dad didn't even look up from his phone.

"Dad, I've been to so many schools. I know how to control it."

"You don't. And you've had this, 'ability', all your life and you still can't control it. Why do you think you go to so many schools? People get suspicious of you."

I wanted to punch my father. "I KNOW how to control it." I felt anger run through my body.

"You obviously don't." he looked at me.

"Jackson." My mom said.

"I DO." My fists shaped into gorilla hands and I pounded on the table. My father flew back on his chair and on the floor. My mom caught the flipping table.

"Psylus! Jackson! E-nough!" she slammed the table down.

My mom is a hybrid of a vampire and a Siren. My father is a Wendigo. He, just like me, can shift whenever he wishes. I can't do it as well as him. He is a lot older and I don't have a lot of experience.

My mom reset the table and set out the food. I sat across from my mom and to the right of my dad. My mom grabbed a ladle and scooped some lasagna on her plate. Dad and I repeated after her silently. Dad and I both know that if we spoke without mom speaking to us, she'd kill us. Mom wiped her mouth and got up. She left the kitchen without saying anything.

"Psylus, I think you need to leave after dinner." dad said.

I snapped

"Who the hell are you to tell me to leave?" I yelled.

Dad threw his fork across the room, almost hitting me, "Leave, now!"

I slammed my silverware down and stormed out the door.

My grandmother was a fairy that fell for a Centaur. Somehow that produced a vampire/Siren?

I don't know what's wrong with my family and I don't know a lot about my family. The only thing I know is one thing:

We are not normal.