Rarity saw the black, shimmering butterfly land delicately on her watch, before her vision cluded with red.  
“Drama Queen,” A deep, coercing voice echoed in her head, “I am Hawk Moth. I can help you take revenge on those so-called ‘friends’ of yours- but I need something in return.”  
Rarity smiled. “The Miraculous’. I know.” Hawk Moth’s voice spoke again.  
“Such a smart young lady.”  
Dark energy swirled around Rarity, and when it faded, she opened her eyes from behind a purple domino mask.  
“Now, Drama Queen, go forth and take your vengeance!”