Marvel Shapeshift Novels & Stories

(Everything probably has a but because every race has a butt-I hope…) She just smiled again, looking a tad irritated and continued. “There is the chance you may be a shape shifter.” “A what?” “A shape shifter, you change form.” She said, looking irritated and now showing it. “Sorry is that bad?” “Seeing that the vampires and shifters declared war against each other, it may be the slightest of problems.” “Okay, I realized you used the plural for problem. What else is bad news?” I sounded exasperated. “Well it consists of more…much more training to control and use magic…”

The shape shifter said as he tried to force his way into the barrier but it shocked him and he smirked. I watched as he transformed to something bigger, a tar looking beast in the form of a monster from Scooby doo monster Inc. movie. I struggled to keep the barrier up because I had to protect Sky. I wasn’t experienced in battle but I wasn’t going to let him take Sky. I breathed softly and bit my hand allowing my blood to spell on the ground as I manipulated the time of the shape shifter to be slower than the real world as I chanted a sealing spell.

, Hollywood had nothing on real life. Her stomach roiled at the sight. The shifter’s flesh trembled and took on the consistency of what looked like lumpy pudding as it bubbled, rippled, and moved to refit the shifter into a human shape. Muscles tensed and pushed against the liquid-looking skin. So much so that she could see when they snapped from its bones. Bones that snapped and jutted out in odd angles before they slid back into place with a grotesquely squashed sound.

The sound startled him; he couldn’t remember laughing aloud. "Very funny, Zendedari. I’m so glad you find this amusing. Those people actually formed themselves out of fog, like something in a movie." She gave a punch to his arm for emphasis. "Explain it." "Shape-shifting is easy once you are strong. When I said we run with the wolf, I meant it literally. We run with the pack. We can fly with the owl and become the air." He pushed back the wet hair framing her face. "Why is it you are not cold?"

"This is the one." I took the book to one of the nearest tables that had a lamp attached to it. I opened it quickly, searching for the page which had listed its weaknesses. "Wait, that's the one." Ivan put his hand on the page before I turned the page again. I looked through it, reading the description. Cloudy Shapeshifters that have the capacity to shift into any living being and can take onto the resemblances of a dead person. They can take away the life of any being once they trap them in their circle of red lightning and dark suffocating clouds.

“He knows you, he recognizes you, don’t forget that—“ He sputtered as he spoke, he was scared for her, scared for what the Perez’ would do to her when they find her. Just before he was about to complete his statement, he saw something he’d never seen before, he knew Valerie to be powerful but hadn’t expected that she would be extremely powerful. The only shape shifting ability the wolves had was to shift from being a wolf to being human but this was completely different. His jaw dropped as he saw his own self standing right in front of him, he was shook to the bone and everything around him suddenly became senseless, Valerie had shifted into him, she was standing in front of him with his own

He was dead. I was frozen, rooted to the spot. Unable to move. All I could do was stare. My mind was spinning with a thousand questions about how this was possible. Cosmas was different. “You may have read all about Adonis but you forgot the last but vital part.” He said. I held Derrick's bloody hand as he struggled to keep himself conscious. Right before me, a subtle shimmer envelopes his form, like ripples on a pond. His features blur and twist, morphing into a new configuration. His body elongates and shrinks, bones cracking softly as they realign. Skin shifts hues, hair changes texture, and his entire being seems to reshape itself. With a final ripple, the transformation completes, reve

He grinned. Rowan pounded on the bubble, and I saw a flash. I recognized it. This wasn’t a full shield like I did at the cabin. This was a temporary one, one that shrinks as the magic is used up. “Let her go.” Every time Rowan smashed the bubble, it shrank. Not by a lot, but enough. His eyes bored into mine, and I saw a flicker of panic. Lycan’s can always shift. Erubus called out again, drawing my attention. His eyes flashed towards me. Lycan’s are more powerful than a wolf. They can always shift. They are stronger and faster.

But now a cold fear had settled deep in my bones, making me shiver even in the warm sunlight. Now I understand the terrible truth. The person who Sarah had been taking orders from, this person was a shape shifter, someone who could change from a man to a woman and whatever, whenever they wanted. I had read about shape shifters in old books when I was younger, but I never thought they really existed in our world. Now I knew they were real, and one was here in our pack.

The collision caused a huge bang. Taking advantage of his vulnerable position on the ground, I straddled his waist placing a hand around his neck minimizing his airway. The natural body of a shapeshifter was undoubtedly weird to feel. It was foggy and airy but had a solid side at the same time which created this unsettling texture. The shapeshifter had his breath cut for a second. I bet he didn't expect this kind of strength from me. Usually, shapeshifters aren't that good in combat but they are great at making strategies and thinking.