"Nooroo, dark wings rise!"
The familiar flash of purple light, and the all-too-familiar wave of power coursed through him as his transformation took hold. Opening his eyes, Hawkmoth smirked to himself, reaching out with his heightened senses toward the thrumming rage that he'd sensed from his office downstairs.
The skylight opened before him, sunlight spilling into the room to reflect and refract off of thousands of gossamer wings. It never ceased to delight him, how beautiful his Akuma were, though he much preferred them when they were bending others to his will…
"Hawkmoth," Mayura's familiar voice crooned from behind him, and he turned, holding a hand out to her. She took it delicately, her final few steps careful and graceful as ever.
"Mayura," Hawkmoth intoned, turning back toward the skylight, "do you feel it?" The grin that spread across his face was manic, "do you feel the untapped rage and disappointment?"
"I do Hawkmoth, and I believe I've just the thing to help him along," Mayura withdrew a feather from her fan, smirking as she waited, ever patient, drawing the downy thing absently against her purple-tinted cheek.
Hawkmoth held his hand out and an Akuma fluttered over to perch upon it obediently. It took so little effort now, filling the small creature with his will.
"Fly away my little Akuma, and evilize him!"
"Fly away beautiful Amok, and enhance and hone that frustration!"
"This is bullshit!" throwing his headset across the room, A teenage boy got up and stalked away from his PC, running his hands through dishevelled hair in frustration. "How the hell am I going to get anywhere if they keep killing me off before I even get out of the first zone!?"
Fuming, he stormed over to his mini-fridge and wrenched the door open, grabbing another bottle of water before stalking back to his desk, rolling his shoulders as if preparing for a fight.
"Alright, Jean-Phillipe, you can do this," He muttered to himself, unaware of the purple butterfly and matching feather that had slipped in through the open window, hovering nearby and waiting for him to fail again.
Neither had to wait long.
"... Glitch, I am Hawkmoth,"
"And I am Mayura,"
"You are a fierce warrior who has been denied the chance to show your mettle on the battlefield. I am giving you the chance to make all of Paris your domain, with no more would-be contenders having the chance to strike you! All I ask in return is that you bring me Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculous!"
"To aid you, I give you a companion that will take you into the skies," Mayura cooed into the Akuma's ear, her magic already coursing through him. "Do you agree?"
"I accept your quest," Glitch smirked, the mask-like glow around his eyes fading before his body became engulfed in a transformative purple haze.