They had been laughing and joking with each other, and had obviously just fed--their cheeks were still flushed and their eyes were glowing red from fresh blood. Stevie Rae had tried to talk to them. Actually, she'd tried to reason with them and get them to return to the House of Night with her. The two red fledglings had spent a long time being sarcastic and giving jerklike excuses not to go with her: Nah, the vamps don't let us eat junk food and we heart us some junkies! And Will Rogers High School is right down the street on Fifth. If I want to go to school I'll go there--after dark--for lunch." Still, she'd tried to be serious and give them good reasons for coming back to school, like not only was it their home, but there was lots of stuff about being vampyres they didn't know--that Stevie Rae didn't even know. They needed the House of Night. They'd laughed at her, called her an old woman, and said they were totally cool staying at the depot, especially now that they had it to themselves. Then Kurtis had lumbered into the basement, looking breathless and excited.

Stevie Rae remembered having a bad feeling from the second she'd seen him. The truth was she'd never liked the kid. He was a big, stupid pig farmer from northeastern Oklahoma who basically thought women were one step below hogs on the redneck What You're Worth Scale. Yepper, I found him and bit him! He practically crowed. That thing? You got to be kidding. He smelled nasty, Nicole had said. Yeah, and how'd you get him to hold still while you ate him? Starr asked. Kurtis wiped his mouth with his sleeve. A splotch of red smeared his shirt and the scent of it hit Stevie Rae, completely shocking her. Rephaim! That was Rephaim's blood. I knocked him out first. It wasn't hard to do, with his broken wing and all. What are you talkin' about? Stevie Rae snapped the words at Kurtis. Bovinelike, he blinked at her. She was getting ready to grab him and shake him and maybe even have the earth open up and swallow his big, stupid ass, when he finally answered. I'm talking about the birdboy.

What'd you call 'em, Raven Mockers? One showed up here. We been chasin' it all around the depot. Nikki and Starr got sick of messing with it and went out to chomp on some of the late night Taco Bell fourth meal feeders, but I had me a taste for chicken. So I kept after him. Had to corner him up on the roof in one of those tower things, you know, the far one over there, away from the tree. Kurtis pointed up and to his left. But I got him. Did he taste as bad as he smelled? Nicole's shock and revulsion were as obvious as her curiosity. Kurtis shrugged his beefy shoulders. Hey, I'll eat anything. Or anyone. They all dissolved into laughter. All except Stevie Rae. You have a Raven Mocker on the roof? Yeah. Don't know why the hell he was down here in the first place. Especially all beat up and broken. Nicole lifted a brow at her. Thought you said it was okay to go back to the House of Night 'cause Neferet and Kalona were gone.

Looks like they left some shit behind, huh? Maybe they're not really gone. They're gone, Stevie Rae had said, already moving toward the door to the basement. So none of you want to come back to school with me? Three heads shook silently back and forth as red-tinged eyes followed her every move. How about the others? Where are they? Nicole shrugged. Wherever they want to be. Next time I see any of them I'll tell 'em you said they should go back to school. Kurtis cracked up. Hey, that's great. Let's all just go back to school! Like that's something we really want to do? Look, I gotta go. It's almost sunrise. But I'm not done talkin' about this with you. And you should know that I may want to bring the other red fledglings back here to live, even though we'll officially be part of the House of Night. And if that happens y'all can either be with us and act right, or you need to leave. How about this: How about you keep your pu**y fledglings at school, and we'll stay here because this is where we live now, Kurtis said. Stevie Rae stopped moving toward the exit.

Almost as if it was second nature to her, she imagined she was a tree with roots growing down, down, down into the amazing, incredible ground. Earth, please come to me. In the basement, already underground and surrounded by her element, it was a simple thing to pull power up through her body. As she spoke, the ground rumbled and shook with the force of her irritation. I'm only gonna say this one more time. If I bring the other red fledglings back here, this will be our home. If you act right, you can stay. If you don't, you will leave. She stomped her foot and the entire depot shook, sending plaster cascading from the low basement ceiling. Then Stevie Rae drew a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and imagining all the energy she'd called flowing out of her body and back into the earth. When she spoke again her voice sounded normal and the earth didn't shake.