Pokemon Shifter Novels & Stories

I was on my way to my last period, history, when Thentos came walking towards me. It was really getting on my nerves, that he was everywhere at anytime. On the other hand it was kind of nice, knowing that I was not alone for once in my life. I waited for him and when he reatched me I started walking again. “How was class?” “I actually enjoyed it. It was really interesting. Did you know Shifter can shift into anything out every animal group for the first month or so until you find your other?”

Unlike most shifters, our shift is smooth and with no pain so shifting from either Clara’s Leopard form or Elizabeth’s human one, my shift will always be flawless and non-painful. I stretch my legs, my body and then my wings as I swim under the surface of the water.

Everyone else by now barely had scratches and scars in place of what used to be large open flesh. Perks to shifter ability. If she wanted to remain as one of the fighters in the future against Black Lotus, she would need to heal. Very fast. I have learnt over many years of taking beatings that to quicken healing you just have to carefully push your wolf to the surface and almost like you are shifting, a new skin if formed instead of your whole body furring.

But to fight. So between sitting Brandon down and turning to face his attackers Ezekiel released the energy holding his Shift at bay. He marveled as he did at every Shift in the way that that same energy that had constricted around him, was now changing him, allowing skin and bone to slide painlessly away and reform. In moments his leopard's thick fur and powerful jaws took the place of human flesh.

Attack! I said to the warriors through the pack link. My warrior consisted of eighteen werewolves. Some of them had the ability to fully shift into a wolf, while the same remained with the form of a man but with the abilities of a wolf. It is said that a shape shifter is stronger than those who could not shift but I thought differently. With the right training and guidance, they are both strong in their own ways.

The trouble is, she hasn't shifted often enough in recent years. To stay nimble, shifters must shift back and forth as nature calls. A shifter who stays too long in beast form, will forget how to become human again, and vice versa. Living with Minette, her hafling granddaughter who never manifested as a shifter, she wasn't able to run wild as often as she'd like. Especially when they were hiding in cities. Now, weak, hungry, and injured, it is even harder to call up the magic. Remember. Remember what it's like. She thinks about her first shift at puberty, the joy of chasing her sister through the French countryside. There.

He didn't breathe; he Vibrated with a low-frequency hum of pure energy. Julian looked at his hands, then at Elara. "The Puck," he said, his voice a perfect, resonant baritone. "It’s still in play." He didn't use a weapon to deal with the remaining Phase-Shifters. He simply looked at them. With a flick of his wrist, he rewrote their local "Physics-Parameters." The Shifters didn't die; they were simply "Re-Coded" into harmless, floating motes of dust. The New Vision

Adonis’s dark aura flickered, golden tendrils of energy trying to stabilize the storm’s interference. “You ready?” Rio muttered. Adonis tilted his head. “Always.” They moved closer, each step careful, hands open, voices low. The shapeshifter let out a low, gurgling sound—a wordless noise that sounded like sorrow and lost purpose combined. Its limbs writhed, almost pulling itself into itself, almost dissolving. Rio stopped a few meters away, voice steady but soft. “You don’t have to hurt anyone. You don’t have to fight. You’re… alone now. But you don’t have to be angry. You don’t have to be dangerous.”

He shifts right in front of my eyes, a large black wolf, the size of which shakes even my heart. My opponent drops me as Adam goes after him. I struggle to my feet, and my eyes widen when I see Adam throw the shifter like he's nothing more than a rag doll. However, the wolf is determined not to be stopped. He changes direction and darts towards me. Adam lets out an enraged roar and rushes forward. I see the wolf's claws out, and I understand his intentions. I run forward, and before he can stab his claws into Adam's chest, I slash mine across his eyes, howling in rage. He stumbles back, bleeding, but it's like a switch has been turned on in my head.

I asked Desperately. "You are a shifter. The first of its kind in two centuries," "I had no idea Shifters were real," Lock said. "They are. Lora is proof" David responded but that was not enough. "What exactly is a shifter. What does one do?" He cleared his throat with a frown but answered, "Shifters are one of the strongest beings of the universe. As a shifter you have the power to turn into any creature of your choice," "That's why Marcus was able to train her to turn to a werewolf," Max whispered and David modded.