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The gathering Kelley Armstrong.

By: Armstrong, Kelley.
Material type: materialTypeLabelBookSeries: Darkness rising ; 01. Publisher: London : Atom, 2011Description: 359 p. ; 20 cm.ISBN: 9781907410178; 9781907410178.Subject(s): Witchcraft -- Juvenile fiction | Supernatural -- Juvenile fiction | Young adult fiction | High schools -- Juvenile fiction | Human-animal relationships -- Juvenile fiction | Families -- British Columbia -- Vancouver -- Juvenile fiction | Premiers' Reading Challenge : 9-10 | Vancouver Island (B.C.) -- Juvenile fiction | Canada -- Juvenile fictionSummary: Sixteen-year-old Maya suspects there may be a relationship between her paw-print birthmark, her connection with wild animals, and strange events occurring in her tiny Vancouver Island community, where a medical research facility harbors big secrets.
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Sixteen-year-old Maya suspects there may be a relationship between her paw-print birthmark, her connection with wild animals, and strange events occurring in her tiny Vancouver Island community, where a medical research facility harbors big secrets.

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SERENA STOOD ON THE rock ledge twenty feet above the lake, singing in a voice known to bring tears to the eyes of everyone who heard it. Everyone except me. "For God's sake, Seri," I said, "just dive already." Serena stuck out her tongue and shifted closer to the edge, toes wrapping around it. She bounced there, blond ponytail bobbing, cheeks puffing. Then she dove. It was, as usual, an effort worthy of the Olympics, and she sliced into the water so smoothly that barely a ripple pinged across the glassy surface.   She popped back up, sleek as a seal. "Your turn, Maya!" I flipped her the finger. She laughed and dove again. Serena was the swimmer--captain of the school team. It's not my thing, really. This was the part I liked, just sitting on the rock ledge, bare feet dangling. I basked in the morning sun, drinking in the rich, late-summer air and the perfect view of the crystal-clear lake, the distant snow-capped mountains, the endless evergreens.   As Serena swam to the middle of the lake, I squinted over at the path, looking for a familiar blond head. Daniel was supposed to join us.   Daniel and I had been friends since I'd moved to Salmon Creek when I was five. Then, last year, there'd been a school dance where the girls were supposed to invite the guys, and Serena thought we should draw straws to see who asked Daniel. I liked him, but not the way Serena did, so I'd fixed the game so she'd win. They'd been together ever since.   As Serena swam back toward me, I stripped to my bra and panties, dropping my clothes into the bushes below.   "Ooh la la," she called. "Check out the new undies. Did some amazing friend finally take pity and buy you grown-up stuff?"   "Yes, and she'd better be right about them not going seethrough when they get wet. Otherwise her boyfriend is going to see a lot more of me than she'd like."   Serena laughed. "They'll be fine. White's your color. Shows off your tan."   I shook my head at her and plaited my long black hair. I don't have a tan. I'm Native. Navajo, maybe. I'd been adopted as a baby and my mother hadn't been around to fill in any background forms.   I climbed farther up the rocks and stopped at one overhanging the lake.   As I balanced there, Serena called, "Hey, those low riders show off your birthmark. Did you ask your parents about getting that tattoo?"   My fingers dropped to the mark on my hip. It looked like a faded paw print, and I wanted to get it tattooed so it would show up better.   "Mom says maybe when I'm sixteen. Dad says when I'm sixty."   "He'll come around." She flipped onto her back and floated. "He always does. You should do it for your sixteenth birthday next year. We'll get your mom to take us over to Vancouver, make a weekend of it. I'll get one, too. I want a nightingale, right over my boob, so when I get up on stage in my sexy dress, cut down to--"   She flailed suddenly. "Maya!"   She went under. Disappeared completely, like a hook had dragged her down.   I jumped into the water, and I hit it wrong. Pain smacked me so hard I gasped. Water filled my mouth and my nose. I swam out in a frantic dog paddle. I could see the rings where Serena had gone under. They seemed to get farther away with every clumsy stroke I took.   I treaded water, looking around. "Serena?"   No answer.   "If this is a prank to get me in the lake, it worked," I said, my voice quavering.   When she didn't reply, I dove. As I went under, panic hit, like it always did--my gut telling me this was wrong, dangerous, get above the surface or I'd drown.   The normally clear lake was brown, churned up dirt swirling through it, and I couldn't see.   I shot up from the water.   "Help!" I shouted. "Someone! Please!"   I dove again, blind and flailing, praying my hand or foot would brush Serena.   She's been under too long.   No, she hadn't. Serena could hold her breath forever. Last year, we'd timed her at a swim meet and she'd stayed under for five minutes before the coach ran over and made her stop. I couldn't hold my breath even for a minute. I bobbed up again, gasping.   "Maya!"   I followed the shout to the shore. The sun glinted off the wet rocks and I blinked. Then I glimpsed blond wavy hair and a flash of tanned skin as Daniel yanked off his shirt.   "It's Serena," I shouted. "She went und--"   My kicking leg caught on something. I tried to pull, but it tightened around my ankle. I went under, screaming. Water filled my mouth as it closed over my head.   I fought, kicking and twisting, trying to grab at whatever had me. My fingers brushed something soft, and my brain screamed "Serena!" I tried to grab her, but I was dragged deeper and deeper until my feet hit the bottom. Then, whatever was wrapped around my ankle fell away.   I pushed up through the murky water. But as soon as my feet left the lake bottom, I couldn't tell where the surface was anymore. Everything was dark. My lungs burned. My head throbbed. I kept fighting my way up. Oh God, let it be up. Finally I broke through. I felt the sunlight and the slap of cool air, only to go back down again. I pushed up, but couldn't stay afloat, couldn't seem to remember how to tread water. My whole body ached. Staying above was such a struggle, it was almost a relief when the water closed over my head again, peaceful silence enveloping me.   I had to struggle not to give in, had to force my arms and legs to keep churning, get my head back above--   Arms grabbed me. They seemed to be pulling me under and I struggled against them.   "Maya!" Daniel shouted. "It's me."   I didn't care. I needed him to let go of me, leave me be, let me breathe. He gripped me tighter, wrapping one strong arm around me as he swam.   I told Daniel to let me go, that I could make it to shore, just find Serena, please find Serena. He thought I was still panicking and kept hauling me along until, finally, he heaved me onto the rocks.   "Serena," I gasped. "Get Serena."   He hoisted himself up and scanned the shore and I realized he hadn't understood. Oh God, he hadn't heard me.   "Serena!" I yelled. "She went under. I was trying to find her."   His eyes widened. He twisted and plunged into the lake. I huddled there on a rock, coughing, as he swam out. I watched him dive and come back up. Dive and come back up. Dive and come back up . . .   They dragged the lake that afternoon and found Serena's body. Her death was ruled an accidental drowning. A healthy teenage girl, captain of the swim team, had drowned. No one knew how it happened. An undertow. A cramp. A freak panic attack. There were plenty of guesses but no answers.   Soon all that was left of Serena was a monument in the school yard. The town moved on. I didn't. Something had happened in that lake, something I couldn't explain. But I would. One day, I would. From the Hardcover edition. Excerpted from The Gathering by Kelley Armstrong All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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Publishers Weekly Review

Armstrong follows her bestselling Darkest Powers trilogy with the first book in the intriguing new Darkness Rising trilogy, set in the same world of supernaturals with manipulated DNA. Weird things are happening to 16-year-old Maya Delaney, who lives with her adoptive parents in a privately owned medical research town on Vancouver Island. She's good with animals-her mother found her playing fetch with a cougar when she was five-but the big cats are hanging around more than usual. Maya's attempt to get her paw print-shaped birthmark highlighted with a tattoo ends up with a Native woman calling her a witch and chasing her off. A nosy reporter's questions are less about the nearby research facility and more about which kids weren't born in town. And newly arrived bad boy Rafe suddenly starts sharing his secret past, a past sure to cause trouble for Maya. Comfortably mixing science, myth, and mystery, Armstrong creates a vivid world highlighted by appealing characters. Fans and newcomers alike will be eager for more after Armstrong's story drives to its pulse-pounding climax. Ages 12-up. (Apr.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

School Library Journal Review

Gr 7 Up-Adopted as an infant, the only clues Maya holds to her Native identity are an unusually strong affinity with animals-particularly cougars-and a birthmark in the shape of a cat's paw. Just days after her 16th birthday, Maya discovers that she is a Skin-Walker, an ancient being who can shift into animal shapes. Skin-Walkers supposedly became extinct centuries ago, but were recently resurrected by scientists in a secret genetic experiment. Now the teens whose Skin-Walker gene was activated are reverting back to animal nature. Could this experiment be the reason for the secrecy surrounding Salmon Creek? And is there a connection between the experiment and a string of mysterious local deaths? What other secrets are buried beneath the facade of this tranquil Canadian community? Maya must quickly decide who she can trust because time is running out. The first volume (HarperCollins, 2011) in Kelley Armstrong's gripping trilogy will hook listeners, and the cliffhanger ending will leave them eagerly awaiting the next installment. The introduction of Skin-Walkers into the paranormal fiction genre is a welcome reprieve from the recent proliferation of vampire and werewolf stories. Narrator Jennifer Ikeda expertly embodies Maya, perfectly capturing the teen's outspoken, curious nature and wry humor. However, she is less convincing in voicing male characters. Overlong pauses between tracks are slightly distracting,. Fans of Maggie Stiefvater's Shiver trilogy will especially like this one.-Alissa LeMerise, Oxford Public Library, MI (c) Copyright 2011. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Booklist Review

Sixteen-year-old Native American Maya Delany is the adopted child of a park ranger and a research scientist, living in a remote Vancouver Island town of 200 people. Her isolated community is centered around a medical research facility, which provides stellar education for the town's children. Maya is a star athlete and serious student and has recently become aware of her hidden talent for communicating with wild animals, particularly mountain lions. Could this have anything to do with the paw-shaped birthmark on her right thigh? Armstrong begins her new series about skin-walkers (humans who can change into animals) with a swift-paced start, creating memorable characters and interesting premises. Maya mourns for her lifelong best friend, who died in a mysterious drowning incident; is drawn to the attractive but obviously troubled mysterious new boy in town; and tries to work out her feelings for her dead friend's boyfriend, who is himself dealing with an alcoholic, abusive father. If the story lags during the inevitable chase scene, it ends poised on a cliff-hanger and ready to roll with the sequel.--Carton, Debbie Copyright 2010 Booklist

Horn Book Review

Maya is disturbed by supernatural changes to her body and her senses. Unexpectedly, intriguing new bad boy Rafe has information on Maya's emerging abilities. Together they uncover connections among their small town's laboratory, their own identities, and several suspicious deaths. A cliffhanger ending and unresolved plot threads suggest sequels to follow. Fans of supernatural series will appreciate the suspense and romantic tension. (c) Copyright 2012. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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