Hunter X Hunter Transmuter Novels & Stories

I shrugged. “Transfusion, if you’re bad enough. Obviously, we can’t do that here, so I think we could just mingle our blood.” “Would it weaken you?” she asked. I shook my head. “I don’t think so. But it will strengthen you. A full-on transfusion of my blood into you will give your wolf some of my Lycan strength. It’s something we could consider in the future,” I said, still being careful with my words. I didn’t want her to take offense.

"I believe in him even though he's from the werewolf race, which I hate. In the end, not all werewolf races were terrible beings. Just like us, not all humans are good. Axel squinted and looked disgusted. "What do you mean, Jonea?" "I don't know what your desires and goals are, Axel. But one thing I want to tell you. No matter how hard you try or how hard you develop yourself and change yourself. You can never turn into Hunter Abraham. You are still you. No one can become a Hunter. Hunter is Hunter." Bang! Jonea and Axel gasped in surprise. They immediately turned to the monitor screen. Hunter stood in front of the closed gallery door with anger rising. He hit the door so hard.

Naomi crouched while hugging her knees, staring into the crystal clear glass shards with an emotionless face. Some crystal shards were scattered in the floor. Naomi picked a few and then threw it into the wall while still crouching. 'What should I do?' Thinking of the circumstances she was in, Naomi wanted nothing more than to weep. 'I never wanted to be transmigrated in an unknown world! If I did, atleast give me something that can help me!' Naomi was sullen and continued to pick and throw crystal shards as she remained silent and went deep into thoughts. Only the sound of crystal shards being thrown could be heard.

His thumb hovered over the red button. “No!” I screamed as Hunter threw himself at Drake, grasping at the remote control. Closing my eyes tight, I waited for the shock to tear through my body. Nothing happened. Their bodies collided and both fell to the ground, the remote flew out of Drake’s hand and I ran to pick it up. Hunter shapeshifted into his wolf form, Blaze taking control. He snapped his jaws in front of Drake’s face. But Drake laughed at him, he held his arms against Blaze’s throat, keeping him at bay.

But he caught her waist right on time, before her body touched the ground. " Did you not watch me transform? Initially it was just my hands but today I literally trandformed into a f*cking giant. You still think you are the only monster in town. Come on girl! Give me a break!My hands are literally painted with the blood of my loved one. " Xen's gaze was pinning Mira and she knew he was owning up to a bitter truth. Mira's lips spread into a smile just to diffuse the situation. " Alright, alright, you win. So... where should we start looking? "

“And this is what he would look like for you if he could.” I saw the next picture and laughed heartedly, because it was a white fluffy poodle. We sat on the fallen tree I’d officially declared my bench, a few steps away from the water, and lingered there, talking. I couldn’t believe my ears when she confirmed my theory of the scavenger changed by living energy, and that this event had put it —him— on the way to becoming what some called a half-breed demon, with the skill to live attached to living humans and manipulate them to get his daily fix of negative vibes.

"You're lucky your father was born first before my mother was. Coz if the reverse happened, I'd make sure you'll live in hell once I become the next Main Alpha." Hugh's nostrils flare with fury as he lunges forward, attempting to strike Dwight again. "Hugh, stop!" I cry, my voice trembling with emotion. "Please, just go!" Wide-eyed, I watch as Hugh undergoes a startling transformation, his once-human features contorting into a lupine semblance. His face elongates into a muzzle, gray fur sprouting from his arms and face, and sharp claws and canines protrude from his being. Yet, amidst the uncanny spectacle, there's a glimmer of relief as Hugh demonstrates remarkable control over his metamorph

"If he remains here by night fall, he will transform. Do you really want to endanger the entire people of Ashidore?" Tyler's words made sense to Shota and she finally relented. She filled up a silver goblet with the healing water and secured it. "This should keep the poison away for the days he would be transformed." She said, handing the goblet to Tyler. "Immediately he transforms back to his human form on the fourth day, bring him here at once." Tyler nodded at her, and he gently lifted Henry's unconscious form over his shoulder. "Any word from Aurora?" Shota asked further, hoping to hear some positive news.

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

He doesn’t blink. Hunter: “Doesn’t matter. You’re on the list. Abomination.” He fires. The bolt is fast (faster than human). I’m faster. I catch it mid-air with two fingers, lightning crawling over the wood until it turns to ash. Celeste: “Rude.” He drops the crossbow, draws twin silver kukris, and moves (insane speed, perfect form). He’s not human. Not fully. Some kind of augmented hunter (blessed, cursed, rebuilt).