I am Alexandria Darkin. This is my tale. I am not human. I never have been I see that now. Call me what you will monster, demon, murder, mutant, or freak. I have been called many names most of them bad. But I have been many good things to mother, sister, lover, friend. No I have no sisters not by blood at least. And mother? No, maybe some day I'll have some cubs, but I cartinly won't "settle down", but I have at times taken in some poor lostling be they human or not. Lover? Ah, yes I've had some good times. Not all of them were entirly human either. And Friend. I still remember the first one to call me friend. It was a friendship born of shared pain and lonliness. My first and truest friend. The one who accepted me for what and who I am. For I could be no other. Our friendship has stood the teat of time. Even though being his friend has almost gotten me killed more than a few times. I was born on Halloween. Yes Halloween. October 31st. I never knew my parents, if I had any at all. Some speculate that I never had parents, that I was never born. The NeverBorn. It has a ring to it. They say I was created by Death and Darkness. That I am the very embodiment of chaos. Perhaps they are right. Perhaps because I was never born I can never die. Perhaps I will walk this earth for all time.
The early years of my life were a tragedy. Someone dropped me on the doorstep of Saint Gregorys Orphanage. Gregorys was a cruel place and I usually had small cuts and bruises. Only the strong survived Gregorys. I guess you could say my time at Gregorys toughened me up for what was to come next. I became a skilled thief of sorts after all how else was I supposed to get food when the older and stronger kids stole mine. I taught myself to read at an early age. Oh the stuff I learned was always usefull I would read a fantasy book abought a war and learn strategy new words how people thought about animals and weapons and oh so much more. When I was reading I was living the story I was climing mountains I was fighting wars I was sneaking into the palace to assassinate the King. I didn't like Gregorys but it was survivable. But were I was going was not. I was picked. You see every year a man would come and all us door drops would stand in a line for inspection and he would take one or more of us with him when he left. Door drops have no names no records that means we didn't exist.
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I had very strong surival intincts which is why my brain screamed at me to run when he came to Gregorys. But I didn't run fool that I was more afraid of a whipping than the unknown. I didn't know who he was but I didn't like the way he moved or the look in his eye as he gazed at us. His eyes swept over me and my mind panicked screaming for me to run to hide to do something anything. I knew what he saw when he looked at me afterall hadn't I seen myself in the mirror? I wasn't butifull, I was exotic. I looked like the tales of changlings and fairies and Sidhe come to life. I was small petite with long arms and legs. Pale oh so pale skin raven black hair that flowed down my back, but as always it was my eyes that gave me away that hinted at my Otherness that wispered to the mind that this was a unnattural creature something rare and unusual. They were golden-yellow catslitted like kitten eyes. I was picked for my eyes. I wish I would have ran, had I known what awaited me for the next year and a half I would have ran and damn the consequences.
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From that day forth my life was a living hell. The man who picked me up delt in child prostitutes. This however was where I met my friend……. Harry Potter. The place we lived and "worked" , please note the heavy sarcasm, also doubled as a dirt cheap motel. The Durleys were going on vacation to some tropical sunny perfectly normal place. However as Miss Figg was visiting relitives and seeing asa babysitter cost more than than a cheap hotel room they left him with us for a week. So ther we where to lonely hurting souls. Needless to say we became fast friends. Nobody touched Harry when I was around. He was off limits. And I enforced this rule with sharp teeth and fast claws. The other childeren, bullys and whimps all of them, steered clear of Harry after the first few fights. I admit I sorta treated him like a favorite stuffed animal. He was mine! As you can tell I was very possesive. When Harry left he made me an offer.
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The Dursleys were here he was leaving My first friend. They would hurt him I knew they would. They hated him. I could see it in there eyes. "Alex?" Harry said. I had told him my name, no one else knew my name the name I had chose for myself, Alexandria Darkin. His voice trambles and there was a seriousness in his nine year old eyes. He spoke softly in a whisper "I'll…… I'll hide you. If you ever escape I'll hide you in my cubord and feed you. You can come out at night when the Durleys are asleep." :Hide me: He meant it. I knew he meant it. Excitement coursed thru my system. I could run. I hadn't run away before because I would die on the streets. Killed by a gang, dead of starvation or frostbite. On the streets I would be dead before the week was out. But Harry offered me a place to stay. I woudn't go hungy or be cold, I wouldn't be sleeping on the steet. And I would be with Harry, my best friend. "I'll come." I said. My eyes were watering, "I'll follow you when I can."
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So he left with them. It took me three months to escape. I was dying to get out. And die I did.