Normal

Chapter 2

I stared at Westly while he was still holding me, tears still streaming down my face. Just the thought of Matthew Jones being my dad killed me. I looked at Chris as he sat down next to me and Westly.

"How do you know he's my dad?" I asked wiping my tears. They just looked at me like I was dumb or something.

"Because your mom told us when you were first born." I looked down and then back at Chris and Weslty. Chris seemed very upset when he said this.

Westly seemed confused so he asked "Who is Matthew Jones and how do you know her mom?"

He almost sounded like he was yelling at us, but I shook my head and looked at him. "Matthew Jones is a criminal who killed a million children in a school and has been in prison for 20 years now."

Chris interupted me before I could finish what I was saying " He also killed your Grandma" 

He looked up at me I looked at him and started yelling " How did he get out of prision?! How do you know he killed my Grandma?! I was there when it happened and he didnt look like Matthew Jones!" I turned around and walked away until Westly grabbed my arm. 

I looked into his eyes, I could tell that he was just as upset as I was. He looked down at the ground, then he let go of my arm. I looked at Chris one last time, wiped my face off then left the room. I started to feel weak again, so I leaned up against the wall and slowly sat down. I tried to breathe, but my emotions over took me. I screamed and yelled at the wall as if someone was actually there. I'm not sure how long I was there crying, but eventually Westly came from another room. He walked up to me and picked me up, then carried me into a room with two beds. I could tell that one had already been slept in, but he put me in the one that hadn't been used yet. He put me down and covered me up, then turned around to walk out. I wanted to stop him and ask him to stay, but I was too weak to say anything. So I watched him walk out of the room silently.

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I woke up the next morning feeling a bit unusual. I looked around and I saw a figure outside on the balcony, so I got up and slowly walked to it. Before I could reach it someone grabbed my hand. I turned around to see Westly. He was dressed in odd clothes, like he was going on an adventure. He was wearing clothes almost like a musketeer. They were black, and he wore boots that seemed to have been worn before. I smiled softly at him.

"well you look different" I said, he looked at the balcony. He looked troubled as he pulled me closer.

"What is it?" I said in a quite voice, then turned around and looked behind me and I saw someone I wasn't expecting. I saw Matthew Jones, and in front of him was Nickolas. I slowly backed up not realizing that I bumped into Westly, he held me close so I wouldn't loose my balance.

"My dear daughter, my sweet Dylan" he said in a soft voice. I looked at him with disgust in my expression. He was not like I remember, in my memory he was a tall man, with light brown hair. He was really thin, and was a drunk. Now he looks tall with dark hair, and he is muscular. I could tell by his facial expressions that he had some kind of plan, but for me to find out seemed impossible. Nickolas looked at him.

"What are you doing here" he asked with anger in his voice.

"well you can't expect me not to see my beautiful daughter forever. I mean after all someone has to keep her safe." he said smiling.

"I am her protector" Nickolas snapped, "I've watched her and protected her while you were out killing innocent children." Matthew turned to Nicholas

"and just how long exactly do you think I've been out killing people. I hope you don't think I've been killing this whole time. Honestly you would be a fool to think that." he said with a smirk. I looked at them both and the anger inside of me exploded.

"If you haven't been killing this whole time and you haven't been in prison, then where have you been. Have you been following me. Is that how I saw you kill my grandmother?" but before I could finish everything I was going to say I was interrupted.

"I have been searching for a cure" he said, I gave him a strange look. Westly tightened his grip on me.

"You know we're not suppose to talk about that. " Westly said quickly raising his voice. Matthew then looked at Westly and I  studying us for a moment. He snickered to himself.

"Do I know you" he said with curiosity, then he paused. "oh yes, I remember you. You're the one who turned me in after I almost had a cure." I looked at Westly with confusion

"What is he talking about westly. why is he looking for a cure?" I said angrily, but before anyone could anwser me Chris and a few of his body guards barged into the room. I looked at them, then I went to look at Matthew but he was gone. Chris walked up to me quickly.

"Dylan what did he tell you!?" he shouted, I looked at him. Westly had now let go of me and walked out of the room along with Nickolas and the others.

"You don't need to shout" I said calmly, "He said that he wanted to see me. That he hasn't been in prison or killing people this while time. He has been watching me." I turned around and walked to the window. Looking at the birds fly by then I remembered he had said something about a cure. Chris walked over to my right side and looked at me.

"What is it?" he said with a lot of concern in his voice.

''Its just..." I paused for a moment trying to collect the right words.

"He also said something about a cure, and that Westly was the reason why he was put in prison." I crossed my arms and looked at him "I don't understand, what does he need a cure for?"

He looked directly in my eyes and said,

"Matthew wants a cure for you. Like I said Dylan, you are special. You think you're an ordinary girl, but you're not. Not only are you the daughter of him but you are also royalty. Most importantly you are a Normal." I looked at him strangely.

'A Normal' I thought about everything he said. The fact that I'm royal, and Matthew Jones is my father. But the name Normal stuck in my head.

"What's a Normal?" I said, he looked at me and said,

"A Normal is someone who has the ability to turn into an eagle. They have the ability to save lives, change the future, and save this world. Long ago when they first appeared they had friends called Humming birds. Which is what we are, all of us in this tree are Humming birds. The Humming birds helped the Normals, we protected eachother. We lived in peace with eachother until your father came." He paused and turned around.

"So how exactly did I become a Normal?" This is finally it I thought to myself. I'm going to get all the answers I've been looking for. He turned back around, and in a soft, calm voice he said,

"You are a Normal, because your mother was the Queen of them. Rebecca was her name, Queen Rebecca. She was smart, loyal, and a good leader. She one day met Matthew in the woods, and they fell in love. Eventually they had two children. One of them were taken away, and the other wasn't. You were the one taken away. Your father went crazy. He searched for you. He searched four years but he didn't find a trace. But in that stint, his heart grew cold. He lost the love on his heart. So he took revenge on the innocent. Your mother was weak after you were taken. You were her strength, you were her life support. She died not too long after your father took revenge."

My eyes started to fill with tears, I was shaking. I didn't know what to say or what to think.

Everything got to me then, and I started to feel dizzy. Chris looked at me with narrowed eyes studying me.

"Are you okay?" He took a step towards me, and held me up when my knees grew weak. Everything went black then.