Pokemon Shifter Novels & Stories

But there had been absolutely no changes in my body. “Look here.” Ash pointed at the chart explaining the Strains. They were divided into three subs: Shifter. Channeler. Psyon. “In short, shifters turn into animals. Channelers draw their powers from nature. And psyon, they work with the mind,” Ash explained. Her eyes were fixed on the hologram screen in the corner of the training room. “Which one do you fall under?” My data didn’t show any sub; it just showed a negative mark.

This was only my second full shift and I expected it to be excruciatingly painful like it was in the woods, but it wasn't. Oh for sure it hurt like a bitch every time one of my bones snapped and broke, but by the time the bone had reshaped itself and set again in its new place, the pain was gone. This shift took less than 60 seconds. I'd watched many of Tristan's pack shift, and Landon was the fastest shifter they had, but even he took longer than 2 minutes to fully shift. I guess the hunter side of me sped up the process, whatever the reason I damn well loved it. The thought of being able to shift in mere seconds was such an ego boost, I could just imagine the shocked look on Tristan's face

Anticipating this, I hastily constructed a defensive barrier and shifted into my wolf form, harnessing my full power. Emboldened by my transformation, I counterattacked, slamming Kai with the force of pure light energy. He didn't reciprocate by shifting into his wolf form, to my surprise. Puzzled, I questioned why he didn't mirror my transformation - all shifters, from my knowledge, feel an irresistible urge to shift in response to an attacker doing the same.

Yisuf spread his arm, then stepped aside and Riyin gasped. Blurb/synopsis Most mystical creatures got to live pretty normal lives, but not all of them were that fortunate. Riyin's tale began when tragedy struck his home and he lost his parents in the hands of a mighty witch in a single moment. After managing to escape through a portal, Riyin was raised by the most powerful wizard known. Frya is a rare werewolf, legendarily named the Wild Beast and she learned of her real nature years after she lost all her family, save one brother, in the Great Battle, inspired by the Sisterhood.

Lucius ordered, “it’s about time to introduce yourself to your new classmates.” As I dug through my boxes and everything to get ready for my supposed “introduction” to A Class I went over all the shifter information in my head. I need to be prepared for whatever happens. I remember reading about the many different races, werewolves, dragons, bear or beastmen, vampires, etc. I also learned that shifters tend to live in their human form but can shift into an animal. They also have special abilities. Besides the typical super strength and speed, they have teleportation, mind control, mind reading, regeneration, and the ability to see future events.

I’m glad she understands that is what I need right now. I’ve spent most of this week with Tyson, Greta, and Maddox. They have all been helping me with sparing, calisthenics and running, aiding me in improving my performance times. Shifters tend to focus on using all of their senses versus just sight, like humans tend to do. I have learned quite a bit from them and because their training is most usually about pack protection, the physical aspects they’ve focused on are entirely different than what I focus on when working out with the Packers.

“It’s pretty simple when you have such an amazing product. Just wait until they see the one you’ve got coming.” She leaned into Noah’s chest, enjoying just being there, cradled by his arm. “Have you seen the new game, Maya?” Josh asked, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “I haven’t. What’s it about?” “Oh, it is amazing,” Josh gushed. “It’s called Shifter Warrior.” She nodded, glancing at Noah from the corner of her eye. “Let me guess. Does the warrior change into animals?” “A panther!” Josh exclaimed. “How frickin’ cool is that?”

"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.

Then Aries raised his voice for all to hear: “By blood and by flame, by moonlight and power, we call on the sacred bond. Let the children of the crown meet the spirits chosen for them. Let the shift come forth.” A low hum rose in the air. Power pulsed through the earth. The first crack of bone snapped like thunder. Phoenix dropped to his knees, gasping, hands clenched into fists as the shift began. Lucian followed seconds later, a sound of pain torn from his throat. Their friends stood near the edge of the circle—Ruby, Tyler, Alex, baby Aurora, Gabby, and Seris—watching with wide eyes, hands over hearts, barely breathing. Flame and light erupted around Phoenix’s form, gold licking across his