I slowly wake up. I was lying on a table. I was on Alcatraz Island. Oh, and I'm in a hospital gown. Lovely.  Bellroc sat near me playing music. I slowly stagger into a sitting position. My hands were handcuffed with powerful handcuffs. 

"I do love this place. It reminds me of the Dark Dimension. A prison. Only this place was much nicer." Bellroc said.

She stood up. She faced me. She still had the blindfold on. She looks up. I look up. The moon was turning red. There was a giant hole in the roof. I

"Yeah, that kind of was my fault. On the plus side the Red moon is almost upon us." She said pointing her staff at it.

She then pointed to me. I look at my body. My legs, my arms, my neck, all had runes glowing.

"The boy born of flame shall wrap the world in pain." Bellroc recited.

"No!" I yell.

She punches me hard. My face is already bruised enough.

"You cannot stop it. It has already begun." She pointed at my legs. 

I look. I gasp. Scales were forming on all of them. Scales as black as tar. I look at my arms. Claws were growing.

"What the-" I start.

Bellroc smiles at me. I feel a burning pain inside me. Inside my heart. 

"Feel the fire. Let it transform you. Let it flow through you. Don't fight it." Bellroc said.