For just a moment, as he was making his wish, Mike could swear he saw something like disappointment in Billy's eyes, reflected behind him in the mirror.  Then, as Mike said those last words, he saw the other boy's face transformed into a vision of triumphant joy.  Vaguely, he registered Billy saying - under his breath so only Mike would hear - "I knew you had it in you.  I knew you wouldn't let me down."  But it seemed less important compared to the transformation he saw taking place in himself.  He watched with a strange kind of cold detachment  as something in his face changed.  He knew that he would never know exactly what was different, but he knew what had vanished: Weakness.<br/><br/>He didn't need to hear Billy speak the Name again and recite the same words he had for the women to know it was complete.  He didn't need the sudden downpour of rain from the churning clouds - rain that seemed to fall everywhere except in their little island of firelight - to know that it had worked.  He felt it, in every fiber of his being.  He had felt it when his rage had winked out like a torch doused in water.  He felt the strength rippling through his muscles; not mere physical power, but something infinitely more than that.<br/><br/>In his mind's eye he saw a vision, and knew it for truth.  He saw a boy with tousled hair and ragged clothes on his knees before a tall, lanky man - a man that put Mike in mind of a spider waiting to strike.  The man was laughing, exultant.  "What'll it be, Billy-boy?  Last chance to make your choice!"  The man stared down at the boy, and Mike saw the man's eyes were purple and slitted.  Mike realized the boy's face was stained with tears, but he wasn't crying any more.  His blue eyes hardened, his mouth set with determination.  "I want power.  I want power so I'll never be picked on again.  I want to make everyone who hurt me pay!"  The man laughed and his face started to change, to become...<br/><br/>The world spun around Mike and suddenly he was laying on his side, his jaw throbbing, Billy Weir standing over him with a clenched fist and fury on his face.  "Those are MINE!  You can't have them, you little shit!"  All of a sudden Billy seemed to realize what he'd done and he backed several steps away from Mike.  Instantly he was all smiles again - not apologetic, just uncaring.  He turned to Jason.  "Well.  That's everyone else taken care of.  What's it going to be, music-lover?  Stepping up or bowing out?"<br/><br/>((OOC: Mike has lost the human trait Calm, But With an Inner Rage (3d3).  He has gained the supernatural trait Vengeance Where It's Earned (3d12).  Increases to his traits have increased Mike's Spiritual attribute from 1d3 to 1d4.  Mike is now a transhuman and his character sheet has been updated accordingly; the full ramifications of this change are not yet apparent.))