The Walking Dead Fanfiction Oc With Powers Novels & Stories

Out of all the werewolves that are in the school, he is the only one that is more or less like an ordinary wolf, although he heals quickly as he is fast, the others have those kind of power too. As he walked down to the class to go carry his bag, he thought of the supernatural powers of the others, Alex with the flawless skills, Kelvin with the intelligence brain, Mark with the sound power while only him has the moderate power after the recently killed werewolf by Alex when he decides to face him. Gosh, I need to leave here to my world, he said inwardly. As he got to the class to go carry his bag, they are times the ordinary ones need to think outside the box to be like an exceptional being.

Marcis Ocya, a noble class vampire who has a territory in Portland, her ability is poison gas. 2. Halvor Calimaco, a noble class vampire who has a territory in Chicago, his strength is to be able to turn parts of his body into sharp objects. 3. Verril Wouter who has jurisdiction in Miami, his strength is ultrasonic sound. 4. Obert Linfred, his territory is Santa Ana, and his ability is to be able to copy all his opponent's movements perfectly. 5. Wouter Alphonse, Verrill Wouter's twin, has dominion in Orlando, and his main strength is the manipulation of the lightning element.

He also told him to make sure he was careful with me and that if I tapped into my full powers, I could rip apart everyone in the pack. All my life, I had only known myself to be an abomination. Shapeshifters were deeply hated in my pack. I had no knowledge that being a shapeshifter had it's perks. That night, as I lay down under my shed, I pondered so many thoughts about what I had just discovered. I had no idea I could be as powerful as my alpha described. It gave me a feeling of hope. I loathed everyone in my pack and I finally felt like this was a way I could gain my freedom.

He would be a prince in every way that mattered, with parents who loved him and no wars threatening every waking moment. As I sat beside him, I thought back to how I’d gotten here. “Do you think he’ll be a shadow walker too?” I asked. “I don’t know.” “What if he doesn’t have powers at all?” “Will it matter?” Alec asked. I shook my head. “Chastine said that shadow walker and maiden powers cancel each other out, right? What if he doesn’t have a wolf at all?” Alec’s eyes widened, and he looked down at Evan with a thoughtful expression.

Aliyah touched her ears, “wolf ears.” “Not at all. I think Nightwalkers this time,” he said. Aliyah frowned, “Sean, we hear more than an average human.” “I know, but considering the distance, you shouldn’t have, unless you are an alpha. But in this case, we know you are currently experiencing the nightwalkers powers so it most certainly be it.” “It’s not the baby’s powers,” Irene said, coming out of the kitchen. “It’s Aliyah’s.” Aliyah glanced at Sean with an ‘I told you so look’. “But she doesn’t hear that far before,” Sean said.

The girl jerked forward as if yanked by an invisible rope and slid across the ground until she landed just a breath away from Agatha. Agatha’s eyes widened. She hadn’t seen him move. He hadn’t even lifted his arm properly. “What—” “That,” Vincent said calmly, “is part of a lycan’s power.” He said it like a teacher pointing out a simple fact. “Yours will be way stronger than mine. Because you are the OG.” He smiled faintly, eyes glinting with a strange pride. “And now it’s time to feed.”

He made me feel at home, and that seemed to boost my confidence. Craig narrowed his eyes at me. “Are you sure?” He stood up then moved closer to me. I could smell him, and Sheila started tossing within me. Just like me, she salivate at his scent. I wished I could bury my head within him and inhale more of him into my nostril. He held my chin up, making me more aware of the things his hands were capable of. “Remember, Eric and Oman mentioned that the Silver Blood Pack usually have strange powers. I think you might have the power to heal people.”

Our gifts are similar, his main gift is a telepath, he can read people's minds and emotions, even make them do as he wants with enough concentration and my gift is teleportation, I can open portals to other places but we both have telekinesis. All this information was surreal to me and I spent days learning about our gifts, I can already fight better than most female Lycans in the pack because of my special powers. A week later, Vincent has been training me and my skills have immensely improved. My powers are still in a frenzy as I can't properly control them like my brother but it's because I'm new to this.

Some collapsed mid-shift, their bodies convulsing as they tried and failed to complete the change. The nightwalker power was somehow interfering with our ability to shift. "Everyone remain calm!" I shouted, already moving toward where my clothes had been left. I needed to get armed, needed to assess the situation properly. Adrian was beside me, his face pale but determined. "What is happening? Why cannot they shift?" "The nightwalkers have some kind of power that is suppressing our transformations," I said grimly. "We need to get to the healer's quarters and armed." The screams were getting louder now, closer. I could see figures moving at the edge of the firelight, tall, humanoid shapes wit