Hunter X Hunter Transmuter Novels & Stories

Alaric’s pride filled voice entered my mind, confusing me further with his words. “What are you talking about?” “When you healed Lee, you must have transcended.” “What does that mean Alaric?” I was beginning to get frustrated at the looks and murmurs around the room, I was not a side show. “Oh yeah, you know nothing about yourself. Transcention is when an Amethyst wolf gains their Amethyst pelt.” Why did he have to state this as if it would answer any of my questions. “Alaric, what the hell does that mean?” I growled; I just wanted a straight answer.

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

Hunter was roaring viciously and they had shifted back to their human forms. Happiness twinkled in her eyes upon seeing Hunter punching Armando ruthlessly as blood splurts out of his mouth.

The forest he lived in transformed into an instant desert of death. "Why am I not dead?" Quickstep asked in agony as tears were flowing down his beady eyes. "You have been saved by the system bestowed upon you by a god, host," the female unfeeling voice of the system answered Quickstep. "What system?" Quickstep was still dazed with his loss and was not thinking properly. "The system is called Transmogrification. You can take any life form you touch and take their abilities for your own use. Their memories and shape would also be available for you. This ability is also applicable to the dead and inanimate objects," the system said to Quickstep.

“ Yes I’m half Hunter but my mother was a werewolf of Beta descent. Her blood is what makes me one of you.” Some of the previously aggressive looking people visibly relaxed. But about some looked angrier. The man who had originally spoke up said, “Your mother betrayed her people to marry a god damn murderer???? A hybrid with Hunter blood can be nothing but evil. As far as I am concerned you should have never been born. Don’t worry though I’ll rectify the situation.”

I already knew way more about that than I probably should’ve, but she had no idea that was the case. “Well, like I said, Grandma is the perfect person to explain all of this, so I don’t want to confuse you, but basically once a person who has the ability to Transform either into a Hunter or a Guardian is in danger from a Vampire, their body starts the Transformation process. Jamie just sped mine along with a shot.”

The hunter was back in and rushed towards me, sending me crashing on the floor with the force of his hands. Nico growled louder and broke off from the anklet chain. I guess my several pounds on it weakened it. He tore the rope with a stretch and stood up to look at the hunter. A terrifying transformation took hold of Nico, his eyes burning with an infernal yellow light, his hands morphing into pointy claws, his mouth opening to reveal fangs, and part of his body becoming covered in a pelt of untamed fur. The hunter ran to his place of fortress as he tried to equip himself. Nico ran after him dodging every arrow being shot at him and every gunshot targeted towards his direction. I ran out of

He laid there, gasping for breath, his blue eyes now black. “l-lend m-m-me your p-power” he rattled, before digging a hand into my now black fur. His black eyes started to weep; thick, black liquid coursing down his cheeks. I moved to let him stand; the bullets from Slasher and her friend useless now that the darkness over my fur was protecting me. They could do nothing as we went to defend Torch. Trauma wrapped a hand around Torch’s burning, bleeding arm and seemed to absorb the power from it.

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

I feel cynical because I don’t want to get my hopes up only for them to be squandered. “They won’t,” Hunter claims, and steps nearer to the road and starts to wave her hands. “My aspect is image manipulation, or rather, creating illusions. I can make myself look younger as if I were a child. If they are humans, normal, mundane humans, they won’t abandon a teenager and her family down the road with nowhere to go.” “Her what now?” Kiran asked, blinking.