Zoey's POV
I wake up to an awful, throbbing headache. I sit up and feel an instant head rush.
"Whoa, careful, Z. Don't pass out on me!" Eragon says, rubbing my back gently.
I look at him. "What happened? Am I alive?"
He grins. "Of course. Nyx saved you."
"So. . . Nyx was real. Everything that happened. . ."
"Was real too," he says.
I put my head down. "So where are Chloe and Leigh? Is Element dead?"
"No, he was shot, but we aren't affected by such mortal wounds. We're above that sorta thing," he says proudly, sitting up straight and grinning at me.
"Where are they?"
"They're coming. They found Luke, Leigh's Guardian, and Element's bringing them here," he says.
"Where are we?" I ask.
"Still in the Funhouse. But once they get here, we're gettin' out!" he says.
I look around. We're in a dimly lit hospital room, and I am laying on a hospital bed. I look up at Eragon.
"What did Nyx do to me to make me pass out?"
He hands me a weird object with reflective glass in it. I just stare at him.
"It's a mirror. Hold it up to your face and look."
I do as he says and gasp.
That's what I look like?
"Is this what I look like?" I ask.
He smiles. "You've never seen a mirror before?"
"No. I didn't even know what "Daughter" meant when Nyx called me that," I admit.
"Daughter means female child," he says.
"Yeah, I know."
I stare at myself for a long while, never before seeing my face. I knew I have long, auburn hair, but my eyes are such an electric blue. I look exactly like Chloe. But now I am different than her. I have a filled-in blue crescent moon on the center of my forehead.
"You're a vampyre," Eragon explains.
"Just like Zoey Redbird. . ." I whisper, staring intently at the crescent. When will I get more? When will mine expand onto my face?
"Your Mark will expand once you access you abilities."
I look up as Nyx appears in front of the door. I see her face is covered with blue swirls like stars and a crescent moon in the middle of her forehead. I see what looks like elemental symbols too, and what must stand for her Magick.
"I look just like Zoey Redbird," I whisper in awe.
Nyx chuckles. "Yes, you do remind me of her story, of High Priestess Zoey Redbird. And I think of you as my next, new High Priestess. Once you find your powers."
"Zoey was real?"
"She is real. Yes, you'll find a lot of things you do not believe are real, especially if you dream them that way, my dear Daughter, Zoey." She smiles at Eragon. "Isn't that right, Eragon, my Son?"
I look at him and he nods, smiling at her.
"Eragon?" I whisper. "Is there something you gotta tell me?"
He looks at me and smiles. "In due time, yes."
"Chloe is in danger, my Daughter and Son. You must go help her," Nyx says.
There's a flash of fire and a man with dark hair and smoldering eyes appears. He faces Nyx.
"Nyx."
"Hades."
They bow to each other with closed fists over their hearts. Then the man turns to me.
"Hello, Zoey, Daughter of Nyx. Would you help me save your sister?"
I look at Eragon, then back to Nyx and Hades. "Yes."
