Yuko did her best to hide it, but she was nervous. The process to awaken any powers within her wasn’t known and the atmosphere within the room felt heavy and eerie. Like she was lost in the woods out at night. Or maybe one of those spooky labs in movies. Her father’s voice only added to this feeling of foreboding. However, she still followed his instructions and stepped into the ring.<br/><br/>Her eyes adjusted to the sudden bright glow of the torches and they traced the new lights on the ground. The symbol wasn’t that of science, like she assumed. It was that of the occult. Yuko couldn’t question it before a dome surrounded her and panic rose within her chest. But it didn’t last. She felt her body relax as the flashes went through her mind. All foreign sights, but vaguely familiar. As if it resonated with her, filling in apart of her missing for so long.<br/><br/>An intense heat rose within her body as it went through its metamorphosis. One urging to be released in a way most familiar to the teen. But not here. Not now. She needed to go through this process before embracing her true self. The white hair transformed into her original black and her wings folded back into her body. Skin returning to her natural white, but eyes remained yellow.