Sydney's Person's Stake (Forever Knight)

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Summary: Sydney has an unusual evening.

This piece exists mostly due to the efforts of the authors on FKFIC, especially those who have written Sydney's point of view. It was heavily influenced by a short piece posted on that list where LaCroix makes Sydney into a Vampire as a present for Nat. (Note: the spelling of Sydney/Sidney differs from author to author.)

Sydney's Person's Stake
by Estirose
copyright 1997

Sydney howled. His person had left him.

Still, he was a brave cat, as cats are known to be brave, and he knew that his person had something that she thought was Very Important. That's why she'd left him home, not stopping to do more than quickly cuddle him. Maybe she felt that he didn't need it, even after visiting the place with the bars and the pokey things.

Even after the attack.

Sydney had been guarding his territory, as it was his duty to do. His person always paid attention to him and gave him food and water when she saw what a good job he'd done.

Then, suddenly, one of the transparent things opened, and the not-person came in. It wasn't his person's non-person, the one that came over and spent time with his person, the one his person liked. It also wasn't the not-person that had come home with his person once, the one that his person's not-person had come through one of the transparent things and taken away. No, this wasn't either of them.

It smelled familiar, although Sydney knew he'd never encountered this particular non-thing before. His person had, though. Sydney didn't know whether to trust this non-person or not. He decided that since he'd never met this non-person before, he had better do his job and protect his territory. He hissed and made himself look larger in order to scare the non-person off.

The non-person crouched near him, making noises like his person made sometimes when she got lost and couldn't find him. The non-person didn't appear to be afraid. He extended his claws as the non-person reached out to hold him. He swatted at the thing a few times, making contact with its skin. It didn't react at all, but held him and wrapped him in cloth, like his person was apt to do before she put him in the moving-bars thing and took him to the place where others howled. Then the non-thing bit him.

Something hissed, and it wasn't him. The non-person swung around, and stopped trying to bite Sydney. His person's non-person had arrived. He howled weakly. He didn't usually trust non-persons (or even all persons), but he knew he could trust this one. His person's non-person took him from the grip of the other non-person, putting him down on one of the soft places, and then went to face the other non-person.

The two non-persons made angry, hissing noises at each other, and then the other non-person took off. Sydney's person's non-person closed the transparent-thing and then went over to Sydney, turning him over gently. The non-person then went to one of his person's things and made noises into it.

Then his person arrived, and she and her not-person had taken him in the moving-bars thing to the place with pointy-things and bars, and left him there for an eternity while other people took care of him.

And then she came back, let him out of the moving-bars thing, put his food out, and rummaged in one of the places where she stored things, bringing out several pointy things. And then she had cuddled him, and left.

The swinging barrier flew open, cutting off Sydney's howl. His person was back, smelling of blood and the other not-person and not of anger. She closed it, and ran to Sydney's side, picking him up and cuddling him.

He didn't think the other not-thing would be back again.

-The End