I slowly breathe out, feeling Shadow's pull as she takes over. Smoke as black as night swirl around my feet; I can feel the energy in the room drop. The smoke snakes its way up my legs, then my torso; curling around my arms and finally my head is the last to be covered. To those on the outside of my cocoon of shadows I just look like a floating, oval shaped, black cloud. My eyes flutter shut as I'm pulled into my subconscious; Shadow taking full control.

I hear Mark and Jack stand up behind me, but Layla is quick to move to stop them from getting to close. Having her around makes it easier to switch between myself and Shadow. She also carries something in her bag as a last resort Shadow goes haywire; it's a device that shuts off our powers.

White feathers now gather around the bone white spine heel of my black ankle boots. Black leather pants with mesh X's on the sides, coat my legs meeting with an equally dark corset of leather. Gloves spun like spider webs wrap around my hands and up to my elbows. Long silver hair cascade down my back with a tiara made of black and silver thorns rest on my head. The once golden staff I held only moments ago is now a silver scythe with its blade glows the same blood red as my eyes.

I still float on a platform of dark clouds, with my black bat wings spread out. I hear people gasp before I'm put to sleep while Shadow controls my body.