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When I can finally breathe again, I see the female crawling on the bed, completely naked. “What the fuck?!” I say, my voice hoarse from my throat being ravaged. “This is Pilar, angel. She’s a shapeshifter. She’s going to take the image of your old mate out of your head and shift into him,” Lucifer croons to me, moving so that he’s behind me. I feel the oil pouring down my asscrack, but I can’t pay attention to that. My eyes are all on the shapeshifter in front of me.

"Listen up. All of you, pay attention. Today you will put you blindfolds on. As a hunter you must be able to fight without depending on your sight but other senses." I demonstrated by walking toward the bear shifter, his aura is thick which means his bulky of big. "Common big guy bring it." "I can't fight a woman." I faced the audience and turned my back on the guy and he seems to relax his defense. "Shifters can shapeshift, demons can lurk in the dark, vampires can manipulate, fae can put on a glammor spell and a woman can be Jezebel."

My heart pounds in my chest as I strain to listen, my eyes scanning the shadows for movement. And then, from between the trees, a figure steps out—its shape shifting and twisting as if it can’t decide what it wants to be. One moment, it’s a wolf, then a bird, then something entirely else. Its eyes, glowing with an eerie light, lock onto mine. A shapeshifter.

(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…”

I have no money to pay him off, I have no power to scare him away, and I'd probably be with him forever or till my body finally gives up fighting. I pushed through alone to the slap and sting of sunlight outside the building, Intoxicated with the exhilaration of freedom. I suddenly wanted to be a bird and feel my wings as they soared through the sky. With patience, I looked around for a shed where I could shapeshift and prepare to spread my wings. I was midway through the shapeshifting process when a man walked in on me. With fear, I quickly reversed the process and walked out Hoping he didn't see anything.

I can feel the heat surrounding me, filling the room with energy and light. The Shifters stare at the shape, their red eyes piercing the light with its darkness. After a second, they all begin to enter the form, taking it on board as if they were all in line to enter a cruise and embark on a magical journey. Amazement still overwhelms me as each of the Shifters enters the form. I can feel it pulling at me, and I hesitantly let go. The shape moves away, and I can see that it really does look like a boat, flying through the sky as if it were the ocean. It takes me a few seconds after the boat disappears to realize what I had done.

As soon as they saw that the stores were closing, Candy used her locator gadget once more, and this time it was pointing out of town. “He or she must have left for the day, so let’s follow and see where they lead us,” said Candy. “Incidentally Candy, why is a shape-shifter considered a monster?” “For a shape-shifter to take on another form, they have to kill the original and absorb them into their being. So, every time they use a different person or animal, that person or animal is no more,” replied Candy. “Wow, to think I’ve been surrounded by this type of thing all of my life and had no idea,” said Dale.

~~~ Amaya "Among the supernaturals, there are different types. Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, witches, angels, demons and, elements. They all have different characteristics and abilities." Who would've thought that we had such creatures living among us? "The one who attacked you was a shapeshifter. They are known to be able to imitate any living form. They can change and impersonate any living being on this planet. They can be very dangerous. You might be having a normal conversation with your mom one day but it could be a shapeshifter and you wouldn't even know." As he spoke to me, a little piece of my memory from that night came back.

Making me believe that I am in charge at everything, that he is the one who is getting controlled by me, but in reality I am the only one around the opportunity. Maybe I changed, but still the same yhra, who is stupid, thirsty for the love of the person who has no hope of change. If he really changed, it should be. But he had a child, still managed to go crazy, for his own satisfaction. Remeon changed, healed to cheat and spin, and I am always the same Yhra to his eyes, he can manipulate easily.

And when I hit, I’ll hit from the inside, where no one will see it coming. She looked out over the crowd, and a slow, dark laugh bubbled up from her chest. The notion was so delectably dastardly, so terribly in keeping with her quest for vengeance. She had learned the magic of lieu de transformation — shapeshifting magic, a timeless trade among the witches. It was risky, but it would succeed. She could be anyone, wear their visage, imitate their voice, breeze past their defenses unnoticed.