Dear readers,
Sorry this chapter is so much shorter than chapter one. I didn't want too much to happen and was about to fall asleep so I just wrapped up the end quickly. Chapter three is about the same length- sorry in advance- but four and on are longer. Thanks for reading!
-Cheshirekitteh141
Chapter 2
That night, Dawn's question wracked her brain. 'What if I am metahuman, what if I stood up to my mom like Raven did to Triton, what if what if what if?' When she finally fell asleep, she had a terrible nightmare.
'Where am I?'
'You are here, and I am here.'
'But where is 'here'?'
'Here is where you must listen, for life is not only the path from birth to grave. A dull, ugly rock may on the inside hold precious gems that could solve your every problem.'
'But I don't have a dull rock, full of gems or otherwise.'
'But you do. Listen. Listen to your heart. '
'But-'
'Listen to your heart. Listen. LISTEN.'
"LISTEN!" Dawn screamed to no one. She blinked and realized she was standing on her bed. "How did I get up here?" She jokingly murmured to herself. She sat down and leaned back onto her pillows, hoping to catch an hour or so more of sleep before school the next day. She realized she was sweating though she felt ice cold. She was too nervous. Absentmindedly she reached for her locket to calm herself down. Her fingers found the groove where the heart halves used to be able to come apart to reveal a picture. She gazed out the window by her bed. The sky was the strange blue of dawn, with a few wisps of clouds in the sky. 'Dawn. Just like me.' She smiled at the strange feeling of contentment that suddenly filled her. A giggle escaped her. She felt light, airy, until her pinky found the spring release button on the locket and
'Click.'
Click, a sound louder than a scream at midnight. Click, a sound so simple that led to the answer to a question so simple that Dawn had pondered her whole life. Click, the noise never made though Dawn had pushed that button a million times. Click, and Dawn's feeling of contentment, of lightness, of peace vanished like the flame of a birthday candle.
'Why now,' was her first thought, then 'what's inside?' Followed by 'should I look?' That question was immediately answered by 'YES!' Dawn lifted the locket pendant so she could see. Inside one half was a picture of Dawn's mother, and in the other heart was a photo of a man with blonde hair and purple-blue eyes. The photo bulged forward like it was too thick for the frame, and when Dawn looked closer she saw a folded up piece of paper tucked behind it. With trembling hands Dawn unfolded it and read:
'Dear Dawn,
'I'm sorry I haven't been the father you deserve all these years, but now I must at least tell you this. You are not as your siblings are, for I am not their father. You are very different, and I believe you can think of how different, for it is a faerie child's nature to wonder and doubt that life is just as they see it. You must search or you will never get the answers you seek. Ask your mother about me. I know how she is, but please be brave. If you're not confident enough, mention faeries. She will talk. Follow your instincts. They'll lead you to answers.
-Dad
(P.S: Wonder.)'
Dawn was confused, but mostly she was just tired. She knew who her dad was. Why did he leave her such a weird letter? She decided she would do as the letter asked and question her mom, but first she would sleep.
