Hey guys! Here's a new fanfic for ya! If I get enough people liking it then I'll keep it going! Sorry it's short, but this is just a back story into the OC and her life! Hope you enjoy!

Prologue

My name is Violet and I am a Skin-Changer, just like my father Beorn. But unlike my father, I don't change into a black bear. Instead, I change into a grey wolf.

The beginning of my life was a time I would always want to forget, but never can. I was only a few years old when it happened.

I lived with my father, mother, siblings - four older brothers and a baby sister - and the rest of our clan in the mountains. We were all happy and I thought we were going to be together forever. One day, our home was attacked by orcs. I watched as my brothers and over half of our clan were killed. My father, mother, sister and I, along with what was left of our clan were captured.

The pale org, Azog the Defiler, would use us for his entertainment, and for the entertainment of the rest of the orcs. They would cage and torture us, even the young weren't spared from their wrath, me being one of them, the torture making me blind in my right eye.

My mother was the first of the enslaved to fall and then one by one the rest followed, my sister dying in my arms. My father and I were the only two that survived. Why that was? I don't know, but I don't question it.

After spending months being held captive, we were finally able to make our escape. It was a struggle as we were being chased. Father stayed behind to fight them off to give me a chance to make my escape.

After a few days of travelling alone, I was soon found the wizard, Radagast the Brown, who took me in once I told him what happened. He took me in and healed my wounds. Unfortunately, even a wizard could do nothing for my eye, so I would remain forever half blind.

A few days after, father had finally found me and after our reunion, asked Radagast to take care of me while he looked for a new place for us to live.

I spent the next few years with the wizard and learnt a lot from him. He taught me how to survive in the wild, what foods were poisonous or not and even taught me about herbs and their uses. After what I went through, I wanted to learn how to be a healer. Not being able to help and save the people I loved was the worst feeling I had, so I strived to never let anyone else suffer if I could help it.

During those years with Radagast, my father had visited me as often as he could. He found a clearing a few days ride away from Radagast's home in Greenwood, which I was happy about since it wasn't far, as it meant I could come visit Radagast. Father had already started building our home but it would still take some time until it's completion.

I was nine when the house was finally built. Three happy years I spent with Radagast, but I was excited and ready to be back with my father once more.

From the first day being in the house, I loved it. We had a lot of animals; chickens, goats, cows, sheeps, horses/ponies and father had even kept a hive of giant bees so we could have honey.

The house itself was beautiful. We had a barn which opened up to the kitchen area and some stairs to the side which lead up to two bedrooms and a bathroom. All of the furniture father made by hand to his side, which for being a child of nine still felt like climbing onto a mountain when I wanted to sit in a chair.

When I turned ten, my father had started teaching me how to control my shifting ability. It took me a few months for me to be able to change for the first time, but when I did, my father was so proud of me, even if I was a wolf and not a bear. Unlike my father, I was in control of myself and didn't possess the wild animal instincts. Father and I had put that down to my mixed blood, as my mother was a human woman of the Dunedain.

The next twenty years were spent at home with father, either doing chored around the home, playing with father and the animals or learning how to fight as a wolf. I never had any weapons training, I didn't want it, who needed weapons when you have teeth and claws?

I also spent a lot of time with Radagast as he continued his teachings. What surprised me, was that he was able to understand me in my wolf form. Whether that was because of him being a wizard, I didn't know, but it made me happy that I could be around him as a wolf and have him understand me. While living with Radagast, I also another wizard, who was a friend of Radagast's, Gandalf the Grey, who could also understand me, so I definitely put it down to them being wizards.

I had grown to like Gandalf just as much as I did Radagast. When I was a child, he had used his magic to entertain me by making butterflies appear and flutter around, which I would chase around. He had also told me stories of his adventures which I enjoyed.

My story begins after I turned twenty-five, the year I met thirteen Dwarves and a hobbit, the day my future began with him.

Well, there we go. There's the back ground of Violet and her life before the dwarves. I hope you all enjoy reading this story!