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and cold at the same time. "Who are you?" I asked.
    I am known by many names…Changing Woman, Gaea, A'akuluujjusi, Kuan Yin, Grandmother Spider, and even Dawn…
    As she spoke each name her face was transformed so that I was dizzied by her power. She must have understood, because she paused and flashed her beautiful smile at me again, and her face settled back into the woman I had first seen.
    But you, Zoeybird, my Daughter, may call me by the name by which your world knows me today, Nyx.
    "Nyx," my voice was barely above a whisper. "The vampyre Goddess?”
    In truth, it was the ancient Greeks touched by the Change who first worshiped me as the mother they searched for within their endless Night. I have been pleased to call their descendents my children for many ages. And, yes, in your world those children are called vampyre. Accept the name, U-we-tsi a-ge-hu-tsa; in it you will find your destiny.
    I could feel my Mark burning on my forehead, and all of a sudden I wanted to cry. "I―I don't understand. Find my destiny? I just want to find a way to deal with my new life―to make this all okay. Goddess, I just want to fit in someplace. I don't think I'm up to finding my destiny.”
    The Goddess's face softened again, and when she spoke her voice was like my mother's, only more―as though she had somehow sprinkled the love of every mother in the world into her words.
    Believe in yourself Zoey Redbird. I have Marked you as my own. You will be my first true U-we-tsi a-ge-hu-tsa v-hna-i Sv-no-yi…Daughter of Night…in this age. You are special. Accept that about yourself and you will begin to understand there is true power in your uniqueness. Within you is combined the magic blood of ancient Wise Women and Elders, as well as insight into and understanding of the modern world.
    The Goddess stood up and walked gracefully toward me, her voice painting silver symbols of power in the air around us. When she reached me she wiped the tears from my cheeks before taking my face in her hands.
    Zoey Redbird, Daughter of Night, I name you my eyes and ears in the world today, a world where good and evil are struggling to find balance.
    "But I'm sixteen! I can't even parallel-park! How am I supposed to know how to be your eyes and ears?”
    She just smiled serenely. You are old beyond your years, Zoeybird. Believe in yourself and you will find a way. But remember, darkness does not always equate to evil, just as light does not always bring good.
    Then the Goddess Nyx, the ancient personification of Night, leaned forward and kissed me on my forehead. And for the third time that day I passed out.

CHAPTER SIX

    Beautiful, see the cloud, the cloud appear. Beautiful, see the rain, the rain draw near…
    The words of the ancient song floated through my mind. I must be dreaming about Grandma Redbird again. It made me feel warm and safe and happy, which was especially nice, since I'd felt so crappy lately…except I couldn't remember exactly why. Huh. Odd.
    Who spoke?
    The little corn ear,
    High on top of the stalk…
    My grandma's song continued and I curled up on my side, sighing as I rubbed my cheek against the soft pillow. Unfortunately, moving my head caused an ugly pain to shoot through my temples, and like a bullet through a pane of glass, it shattered my happy feeling as the memory of the last day overwhelmed me.
    I was turning into a vampyre.
    I had run away from home.
    I'd had an accident and then some kind of weird near-death experience.
    I was turning into a vampyre. Oh my God.
    Man, my head hurt.
    "Zoeybird! Are you awake, baby?”
    I blinked my blurry eyes clear to see Grandma Redbird sitting on a little chair close beside my bed.
    "Grandma!" I croaked and reached for her hand. My voice sounded as terrible as my head felt. "What happened? Where am I?"
    "You're safe, Little Bird. You're safe.”
    "My head hurts." I reached up and felt the place on my head that was tight and sore, and my fingers found the prick of stitches.
    "It