Sirus Quincy

The Beginning

Hello, my name is Sirus Quincy. I am here to tell you my story so without further interruption lets begin. To start the day I was born I was alone, completely and utterly alone. Allow me to explain, the day that I was born into this god forsaken world I was abandoned by my own "parents" the left me near a dumpster to die. Obviously by the fact that you are reading this I am very much alive and by now you must be wondering how. I was left by that dumpster for about five days, people never seemed to notice I was there they continued to walk past me day in and day out. It seemed as though my world had stopped but theirs kept moving. So after five days of being so hungry and thirsty I was finally discovered. As crazy as this might seem it was not by a human, but by a black cat. One might call me unlucky to have crossed paths with this creature but in all honesty my situation couldn't have been worse before this cat arrived. "You poor thing" it said. Obviously as a baby this was no shock to me that this strange dark creature had been talking to me. "You poor poor thing." it said again shaking its head. "Now who could have done this to such a helpless baby." the cat then had somehow picked me up with its mouth and sprung into the air carrying me along with it. It sprung rooftop to rooftop until we reached the woods outside of town. The cat had dragged me along the woods. Mind you my "parents" at least had the decency to wrap me in a blanket before leaving so dragging me wasn't very hard. After what had seemed like a very long time we reached a little cabin. The cat had then let go of me and started scratching at the door of the cabin. "Is that you Vincent? Where have you been all this ti-" as the door opened the man looked down and saw me and was completely surprised to see what the cat had dropped in front of his door step. The man then turned to the cat and said "Vincent, now please tell me you did not steal someones baby!" "I most certainly did not" Vincent said. "I found the poor soul near a dumpster in the nearby village" he said creeping towards the man. "Vincent it isn't very like you to care about children no matter how helpless, what is this really about?" said the man bending down and picking me up. "Now before you tell me lets go inside as this must be very important." So we went inside and the man placed me down gently on the rug. "So, tell me. What is it about this child that has peaked your curiosity" said the man looking down at the cat. The cat walked over to me and sat down and then faced the man. "There is something strange about this child Zain, Something so very strange and I cant quite put my paw on it." said Vincent looking at mean and then back at the man named Zain. "I wasnt sure what to do but there is something about this child and we musnt just let any old anyone come along and take him so i brought him here" Vincent said looking back at me once more. "What do you suggest we do with the little one" Zain said a little worried. "I am not sure" said Vincent turning back to face the man "But we must find out what in the world is so strange about this child."