Morphing

I feel the familiar burn

My hands start to turn

To flaming paws

With fiery claws

I'm consumed in red flames

(Those scientists to blame)

My ruff is red, no fail

Signaling power, like my puff of a tail

My eyes turn black

Now there's no turning back

I wonder as I lose size

How I could have been so unwise

As to let them change me

I am no longer free

Toward the end of this horrible 'game'

I call out my new name

"Flareon!"