Fanfiction Transformers Novelas e Histórias

I let out a cry of agony as my legs twisted, the bones reshaping themselves painfully. "Please, make it stop," I whimpered, tears streaming down my face. "I don't know how," Alaric said, his voice breaking. "But I'll find a way. Just hold on a little longer." The transformation process suddenly became chaotic, the power within me surging uncontrollably. It felt like a storm raging inside my body, tearing me apart from the inside. Just when I thought the transformation was about to complete, everything went horribly wrong. My body convulsed violently, and I collapsed onto the floor, writhing in agony.

As Link was working on the transformator, he remembered something that Carlos told him while teaching him. ***Flashback*** "The transformator is very powerful. It can work on any dead body depending on how long the person has been dead. If the person died recently, the body will be perfect and last a long period when it has undergone the transformation process but if the person died years ago, the body won't be able to last even if there's a ghost in the body." Carlos explained. ***Reality***

" Xen.... knock it off.... XEN... I NEED YOU... I CAN'T FIGHT THEM ALONE.... XENNN... " She touched some nerve. Something inside him shattered. A strange transformation swept over him. The elongated limbs began to coil and retract into his body, twisting and folding upon themselves in a grotesque and almost painful dance. The writhing tendrils retreated like serpents into Xen's flesh, as if being sucked into an unseen void.

She will end up been weak. I remember the day I transformed. I was forced to transform. This is the story I never told anyone. When I was younger after the death of my father, I was kidnapped for a whole day. While trying to fight for an escape out of the dark house, I was injected. I was so weak and felt like dying but my fighting will to survive was very strong. This triggered my transformation at the age of sixteen which was rare. The pain, the screams, the agony, all are still recorded in my memory. I never told anyone I transformed because of the fear of getting killed by the one who killed my father, until my eighteen birthday when I was crowned the next alpha.

She dreamed of sparkling lights and intoxicated humans searching for fun and excitement. The bears whispered about the enemy cats, predicting the outcome of the war. They bragged about the number of cats they would kill if given the chance to fight. Talya didn't care about their quest for bloodshed because her thoughts were centered on one thing. Dmitri. Every so often, her other self would break through the fog that clouded her hate-filled mind. At these times, sadness consumed her, bringing a craving for the closeness of her pack. Then someone would mistake her for the child she hadn't been in many years. Pulsing anger would drive away her need for friendship and family, leaving mistrust a

Around his talons dirt swirls around on the ground as a small crater forms. I land just as his form starts to shrink into the man that I love instead of the beast. My transformation takes longer than his. As soon as I am myself again though I am running. I don’t stop running until I am smashing into his chest and I feel his arms wrap around me. Tears rush out of my eyes as I feel his body heat against me. it just feels so good to be in his arms.

At least I knew she was alive. As I got close enough to smell her, the pain had lessened. The pain from transforming from Lycan to werewolf could kill, and there have been a few cases where some transformers get stuck in the process of transforming, leaving them half werewolves and half lycans, such cases were considered banished and killed because, in that way, they could neither identify as our kind.

Thank goodness Owen still has his pants on because I can hear my mum coming up stairs. “Stop it please.” I scream when I see Damien and Rowan now on Owen. they crash him on my dressing table scattering my things all over the floor. How did they even enter my room. “That’s enough!!” Owen screams. "She is mine!!!" He yells as sparks of fire escape his mouth, his eyes become burning red as his muscles bulge. Omg he is transforming into something I have never seen, his form starts growing larger and taller ripping his clothes to shreds. So much for having clothes, now how am I even going to explain all this to my mum?

“Free is what you’ll become. Not a care about human interventions and restrictions. You can run and play with your friends. Explore the forest with a new pair of eyes. Enjoy the stream in a new way, as a sense of nourishment. You won’t turn into a bloodthirsty beast. That only happens in the movies.” Amelia let go of her mother’s hand and wiped away her tears. “I’m too afraid Mom,” she said again and Lucia could see that she wasn’t going to get through to her daughter that evening. It was going to take time to convince her that transforming was a beautiful thing and not something to be afraid of. Amelia excused herself and went to get ready for bed. She’d had a long day working at the librar

She has two other girls with her, and they circle me making my eyes narrow dangerously. Since the rites had ended, there were only little people around since families of those that transformed would have gone after them, and those that didn’t would have gone back home after all, a cub that transforms at fifteen was treated very differently from the one that transforms at any other age. “I knew you were no good from the onset,” Kara says as she prances around me, and the other two girls snigger at her words. “No child of the beta should be this weak. You trash.” Her cold words shouldn’t get to me, but they do. Especially with what just happened.