Pretty Cure Transformations Novels & Stories

As far as he knew, there was no way to un-do a Transformation. With a sigh, she continued. “Jamie has been working closely with a doctor in the Caribbean to create a serum that will allow Hunters to return to their former lives. While they initially hoped it might work for Guardians, too, so far, those tests have been disastrous. But the Hunter trials went very well, and it works, most of the time. I’m confident in Jamie’s ability to return me to my human form. And so, I’m meeting with him this afternoon to do so.” “That sounds very dangerous,” Aaron replied. “Are you sure you want to do that?”

THE TRANSFORMATION Maya's eyes widened in horror as she stared at Julian's transformed eyes. They seemed to be sucking in the light around them, giving off an otherworldly glow. "What have you done?" Elijah growled, taking a step back. Julian's smile grew wider, his face twisting into a grotesque grin. "I've taken the next step," he said, his voice dripping with excitement. "I've become something more." As Julian spoke, his body began to shift and contort, his limbs elongating and twisting in ways that seemed impossible. His skin turned a sickly shade of green, and his hair fell out in clumps, revealing scaly, reptilian skin beneath.

Her body felt simultaneously too heavy and too light, as if she'd forgotten how to inhabit it properly. "Easy," Marcus steadied her, his own appearance gradually shifting back toward human. "First transit is always rough." Sage looked down at her hands, watching in fascination as scales receded into smooth skin, leaving only faint golden traceries that pulsed with residual energy. The transformation was reversing itself, but slowly, as if her body were reluctant to abandon its true form.

"She was a healer, too." "Mm." Thea nodded slowly like a piece of something had just found its place. "The gift runs deep in some bloodlines. Deeper than most people understand." Lumina worked on the woman's hands in silence for a moment. Careful and focused. The inflammation responding slowly, the way chronic conditions always do. She could ease it. She couldn't undo years of it. "You'll feel some relief by tonight," Lumina said. "It won't be completely gone, but it should be significantly better."

“Your life is hanging by a thread, my child. Moving you elsewhere would only mean changing the location of the same danger.” “I know,” I replied, my voice calm even as my heart raced. “But I don’t believe this is the only solution. If we keep treating the symptoms, we’ll never stop it. We need to attack the source.” He frowned, listening despite himself. “The purification runes worked,” I continued. “They cleansed my blood just by being carved into the channel. So what if—just temporarily—we tried engraving them directly onto me? Or even onto my spirit? Wouldn’t that slow the transformation at its core?”

“I told you, Thalassa, this is too much information. You’d get confused.” I dragged my fingers through my hair in frustration. He wasn’t wrong. My thoughts felt tangled, like threads knotted together. But something still didn’t add up. “Wait,” I said quickly, turning back to the bodies. “If they’re transforming, why are these bodies still here? Some of them have been here for months. Shouldn’t they have changed by now?” Kaeren folded his arms, his face darkening. “Because the authorities found a temporary solution. Every day, they inject something into the bodies to slow down the transformation.”

I was going to stay here and give it to him, as much as he made it seem like he didn’t need it. “Fuck you!” he moaned when he saw I wasn’t moving “you want to watch? So be it.” The first thing to change was his pupils. They split into two inside his iris as his face began to sink away around them. His eyes sank inwards, and his cheekbones protruded while his skin decayed away; fresh blood spluttering from his mouth and sunken eyes. His teeth grew pointed as the skin around the mouth rotted away to expose them sharpening; his canines on the top and bottom lengthening to meet each other.

She took a deep breath. “Then, let’s do it,” Amy said, picking up a syringe. “Lance, the way that the cure works is much like the Sunlight Serum. You’ll need a series of shots. With each shot, the transition should take you closer to becoming human. Theoretically, it will take approximately three shots for the transformation to be complete. However, if you fail to take the last injection, then your body will revert back to its vampire state. But if you complete the third shot and everything goes well, then your body will complete the transformation and you will be completely human. Do you understand?”

"All of it." Diana's inhuman features began reverting. "No! I won't go back!" She lunged at Penelope but Fake Ashlyn intercepted her. "Time to be human again, Mother." The energy pulse reached its peak. Throughout the building, transformed employees returned to normal. "It's working!" Jonathan watched the readings. "The cure's spreading faster than the virus!" Diana screamed as her evolved form failed. She aged decades in moments as the preserved DNA broke down. "What have you done?" she gasped.

Persephone winked as she stepped back and gave me some space. “I’ll keep that in mind next time we have sex.” I rolled my eyes and went to the workstation. I pushed the desire for Persephone aside and focused as I dipped my claw into the beaker. The blue liquid swirled and, just like yesterday, changed color as my magic became infused with the cure. “So that’s it?” Reed questioned as he and the others returned to the room. I nodded and stepped back, letting out a slow breath as I returned to normal. “Yes, that is a version of my shaman transformation. The cure has been infused with magic just as I did to cure Persephone. Now we need to administer it to the others.”