Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, etc. are the property of JK. Rowling and Rick Riordan. The OC characters and story line are purely my imagination running wild. My story is for entertainment only and is not part of any official story lines. I do not have any association with J.K. Rowling or Rick Riordan even though I wish I had. No copyright infringement is intended.

Chapter 1

It was early Saturday morning; young Skye Potter was lay awake on her small lumpy bed in her cupboard/room. She was awake for the last hour waiting for Uncle Vernon to unlock her cupboard as he always locks it.

Skye hated the weekends and the holidays more than anything as she has no school to attend to where she was free from everything that involves the Dursley's, but seeing as it is the weekend, she has no choice but to be the slave and punching bag for her relatives.

All in all, this is the life no normal child should live, but this is the life she has lived for as long as she could remember. Her aunt and uncle where always quick to remind her what she was to them and Dudley too as he grew older as he started to copy his parents. She was told repeatedly that she was not a normal girl - she was a freak, a good for nothing slave - that should be grateful for what little scraps they are willing to give her, or punishment will find her.

To Skye this is a normal day... little did she know that this day was the day when some of her heritage will show its ugly head.

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The morning while Skye was preparing the breakfast for her relatives, her Aunt Petunia decided to surprise her of an extremely important dinner meeting between Uncle Vernon and his boss and the boss's wife. Everything needs to be perfect or there will be dire consequences. So in essence this was a normal day for Skye.

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After Skye was done with her daily chores, around seven in the evening when she finally went to her cupboard to retire as per usual, she was exhausted but knew that she will have to do everything again tomorrow as it is her life.

It took her up to two hours to get some sleep after a hard day of work, but this did not last.

Vernon Dursley was seething mad as he ripped open Skye's cupboard startling her awake. A scream ripped from her as she saw her massive red-faced Uncle towering over her.

A seething Vernon quickly advance on her - towering over her small form, wanting to make her pay for the loss of his promotion.

"This is all your fault!" He screamed at Skye.

'My fault, what is my fault?!' Skye though panicked as she tried to retreat to the corner of her cupboard, after all this is not the first time that he took his anger out on her and sure as hell won't be the last.

"You ruined my only change for the promotion - you little freak!" He screeched at her.

"I'll show you little freak just what you deserve" - He said as he began to remove his belt and undo his trousers while having unholy sadistic gleam in his eyes.

'The evening dinner most not have gone well,' she thought, - 'He is going to punish me because of it, as always.' Skye concluded. She just hoped that he won't beat her to badly, she was not sure if she could endure another beating like she received yesterday.

He let his pants fell to the dusty floor of her room and reached for her. Skye has never seen her Uncle so enraged before and she was terrified.

"Now you will earn your stay here, you little whore." He spat at her with so much loathing and hatred that can rise a demon from hell.

The look in his eyes was something that made you think that Skye was the prey and he was the predator about to break her. This look was the final straw - something just snapped within Skye. She was not the prey, she was born as a predator, a hunter and this lowly human is nothing but a meatsak to feast on.

In his rage - lust filled approached, Vernon Dursley never saw the changes taking place with Skye. He never saw the predator in her - stalking the shadows, instead of the weak, frightened girl she was a few moments ago

Even the changes of her body were hidden in the shadows. Her shoulder length raven - black hair shifted to a fiery blonde mane like hair, her ears changed to that of a lion cub and a lion like tail grew from her well named tail bone, her finger nails grew to a claw like feel and look and finally her eyes changed from emerald green to gold with green and silver flecks - all in all she looked like a lion/human hybrid.

Vernon was so caught up on his plans for punishment that he never noticed Skye lunging at him until it was too late.

"Your little bitch ..." - His shout was cut off by her claws as it tore thought his neck and bone leave Vernon without his head.

Surprised at how easy it was to kill one of her tormenters that she soon become mesmerized by the the amount of blood within his body. She finally relished that she was no longer a prey but a powerful predator, she could now keep herself save from people like her Uncle but also knew that she could no longer stay here.

"VERNON!!!" shrilled Aunt Petunia Dursley

She was so caught up in her thoughts that the shrill voice of her Aunt brought her out of her daze, she swiftly turned to the source of the scream ready to defend if needed but the look of horror on her aunt's face brought Skye up short, never in her wildest dreams was this look directed at her.

Skye suddenly felt weak at the knees, while her stomach clenched with the taste of blood still in her mouth as she remembered that she has actually killed someone - never mind that it was her uncle who never treated her with any humanly decency - she now believed that she was nothing but a monster - she was told form a very young age that she was a worthless freak, so it was easy to believe she was a monster. Skye knew she had to deal with all this self-loathing and hatred she was feeling but not now - now she needs to run and never return.

Her instincts were screaming at her to run, to get as far as possible from here and as fast as possible. She knows that she should probably kill her aunt to, but Skye could not bring herself to do it - she might have hated Skye, but she never hurt her like Uncle Vernon did. Skye also knew what it was like to be without parents and she did not want Dudley to experience that - Skye was not an cruel person, she is very kindhearted person and Dudley was not bad - he would only act cruel to her when Vernon could see, otherwise he just ignored her.

The urge to leave was now becoming unbearable, so she gave into it. Skye swiftly turned and run - her speed reached previously unknown heights as she sprinted through the dark house. Skye had always been fast and agile by nature but now this unbelievable feeling of being free has increased - her running always had such an effect on her.

She run through the front door - smashing it with her newfound strength by accident. Landing on the lawn of 4 Privet Drive - she was momentary stunned at her strength and the fact that she does not have any scratches or injuries when she crashed through the solid wood front door.

It was then that her instincts become more pronounced as she started hearing the police in the distance - so she run giving into her more primal needs knowing that it will keep her safe and help her cope with what she has done for now.

Not knowing where to go - she just run away from London and away from the lights, all she knew is that she will be safe for a bit in the forest, so she run into the wild.

AN: This is my first ever fanfiction that I wanted to share. Feel free to leave a review. Please note updates will not be frequent. So enjoy BlazingFoxDragon