Story 4 Hero Within, Monster Without Chapter 4

Once the PRT dropped me off in the docks, I quickly made my way down to the beach to the Ship Graveyard where hundreds of large cargo and other ships were beached just off the coast and I realized this form was built for harsh conditions as my wide furry feet dealt with the sand of the beach easily and likewise my fur was seemingly hydrophobic due to myself being a Bashura that lived in frigid ice and snow covered mountains.

"Well... When in doubt take the biggest ship." I muttered with a wry smile as I looked at the ships I couldn't help a wry smile at seeing a large Disney-themed cruise ship that was abandoned and in clear disrepair with it literally tilting to the side a bit from how it settled into the ground from its beached position.

Although the ship was clearly in bad condition on the outside, honestly on the inside although there were some issues like obviously no power and other things. But the actual internal structure for the rooms and such were very nice and the penthouse rooms? "Holy shit is that an Alaskan King sized bed?" I said in pure wonder before carefully climbing into the bed and I couldn't help a giggle of pure joy as although my waist hung off the end, so long as I laid across the bed diagonally I then moved another premium bed from another room next to it to extend it so my whole body could lay on the two beds.

Then I changed my mind and just got rid of the bed frames, stripped the other high-end rooms of their beds, and made a three-mattress thick bed so it could support my weight properly with the right length of beds on the ground.

So. Now with shelter basically taken care of, I had two other major issues to consider, getting food situated as I had no idea how much food this form needed. And secondly, figure out my powers.

"I can get food money, by robbing... More like liberating ill-gotten money from druggies and gangsters so that's fairly easy." I said shamelessly to myself as I considered things and then after a moment of consideration, I considered my powers more seriously.

I was in the form of a Bashura, and my sponsor said my powers were and I quote, 'being a monster.' There was no real explanation but maybe there didn't need one? Maybe I just needed to mentally embrace the monster form I desired to become physically as well as mentally and spiritually.

I realized when I tried to change my Bashura form, that the most I could change was small details, like the color of my fur, the length of my claws and such. But not changes across the whole of my body or being into something that could be considered 'Not a Bashura.'

"So what do I try to change into?" I muttered and after a moment of thought my Yeti like face turned up into a smile that would send children screaming as thick jagged teeth made to crush and devour bones stuck out of my mouth as I chuckled. "Oh course... I already have a good combat form right now, the best thing I need is a clearly still monstrous form that can be more socially acceptable and still have some combat ability." I spoke to myself with my voice slightly echoing in the deathly silent room.

Obviously, the best option would be a Pokemon form, they inherently weren't scary... At least I hoped not when translated to reality, but if I could master the ability to transform into any Pokemon? I would love to see Lung tangle with me when I turn into Waillord and use Body Slam on him.

That's not even getting into the bullshit I could get up to if I could tap into Gigamax and other stuff like mega evolution.

"Is Pokemon even a thing here in Worm with how a chunk of Japan got sunk?" I finished muttering to myself before I shook my head and refocused on my options. Like there was obviously a lot of options.

But in the end, I settled on a Pokemon I knew was bipedal and not too alien in Lucario. As I still wasn't that comfortable with the thought of trying to run around on four legs just yet.

I took a deep breath, and I concentrated on what Lucario was. A Pokemon, a fighter, bearer of willpower made manifest in its pure aura attacks. As I immersed myself in what Lucario was, I felt my weight upon my stack of beds lighten and my vision becoming stronger as I came closer to the ground and it seemed my vision was just plain stronger in this form.

"Hello?" I tried to speak and thankfully although my voice had a bit of a lighter growl then my Bashura form, I could actually speak normally and wasn't regulated to just making 'Lucario' shaped noises.

But as I stood up and stretched my hands to inspect them... I froze as I realized I had fucking paws now.

"Dammit..." I muttered as I realized something terrible. "I am literally fucking furry bait now."

Even as I said that, I was mentally processing my inherited knowledge as I took the form of Lucario and I could feel the ingrained Pokemon move tied to my bloodline as a Lucario and with a mental flex I made a ring of pink energy form within my hand and I burst into laughter as I knew my future in the short term was secured.

As Lucario could use Heal Pulse, and healers in Worm were highly valuable to say the least.

I looked out toward the city of Brockton Bay and I wryly smiled as I muttered to myself. "Should I try to take the form of a Galarian Rapidash to get to the hospital?" I couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that clear rip-off of My Little Pony.

'Nah, I can try running in this form.' I said with finality as I left the abandoned cruise liner and began to make my way back into the city of Brockton Bay to see if I could make some money this way.