Hello there. Everything will come together eventually, my student. I can't say anything yet but, well... let's pause for a minute before I continue the story. I am not teacher; I am someone else. For now, we can say that, yes, I am your teacher.
We begin with the topic of shape-shifting, something your heroine does not know much about. This ability requires much training and focus. Beyond that, these forms do not appear out of thin air. For every shape you can transform into, you must meet either that creature in a living or corporeal form and sign a contract with them. Of course, you can't exactly sign a contract because animals can't use human items such as pens or pencils. That aside, you must find a way to gain the animals' trust, or if one is evil, seal your forms in a crystal so that they must obey you.
These forms will always be animals, as shape-shifting does not allow you to change into a human form other than your own.
There is another drawback to shape-shifting; if you spend too much time in a certain form, you can inevitably completely transform into that animal. Which means you can say goodbye to your human side: you.
In your world and the humans of the 3000's, the public eye views supernatural creatures as fanatical, dark, and vile creatures treated as inhuman. Once you are found out to be something different, nobody likes you anymore. So keep your secret hidden, my friends.
That's all for now. Let us see how your Ti-human, ahem, how your human heroine is doing.
~A New Beginning~
I don't remember... Who am I?
Wait... I don't remember who I am, or even what my purpose is... I'm all alone.
I scanned my surroundings, finding every bit of them new. Somehow I made it to the south pole, for I could see the ice and feel the cold. It was a harsh, desolate land, made for the living to struggle daily. Rarely giving, mostly unpredictable and unforgiving for the weak of heart. I did not know how I got here, nor how long I had been asleep. I looked around at my bleary surroundings, stopping at my paws.
Wait.. paws? What’s going on? Panic started to settle in, accelerating my thought processes with continuous bursts of adrenaline.
Towards the entrance of the cave, I saw.. something move. I’m not really sure what, but even before I could guess what manner of thing it was, it had disappeared. Now, not two seconds later, it reappeared.. a silhouette, a shadow. Then it spoke; a voice inside my head with a woman-like tone, and a calm, singsong voice,
Now calm down, new one. Mm, yes.. there is a prophecy around you. I shall teach and mentor. Question is, will youth not allow me to, or will the wisdom separate youth from understanding? I know you do not understand much now, and it will stay that way for many years to come. So let me teach you now. You have nothing better to do. She paused as if expecting me to answer.
I couldn't speak. That battle in New York drained me of all physical strength, and I was barely holding on. I could only think because of the adrenaline pumping through my veins. Here she comes in and teaches me like some mother to her child. I don't know this person--no, I don't know this thing.
I didn't know what she was talking about or how much she understood about my situation or.. how she had come to sound so knowledgeable and wise.. so I just slowly mustered the strength to nod my head in response.
Good. Lesson one, look at yourself. What are you?
“A... Polar bear,” I had to focus really hard to produce these simple words.
Not really. Hmm... not even close. I will teach you. Remember when you left the city, you were a dragon. Now think really hard young shapeshifter. Do you remember what the dragon looked like?
I thought hard. Dragon.. s-s-silver?… Dragon.. Yes!! Dragon! “Yes, I remember,” exasperated, I almost croaked out the words.
Yes, and now you are like a polar bear. Any similarities to be found?
“...Mm-no, they are two completely different creatures.”
Precisely, they are similar.
“What? Wait, they are two different creatures!” I exclaimed. There was no way they had similarities, and yet I felt desperate, somehow, to believe my own words. Something nagged at me, making me slowly understand that..
Yes, they are similar. And you, my dear, are what I call.. a shapeshifter. You see:
The tale you so often spun,
Will make you come undone,
For you find yourself anew
And realizing you are one of very few..
You are the Prophecy."