The main characters are not mine, this is an amateur effort written purely for
the fun of it, and no money has exchanged hands, and it is not intended to
breach the copyright of Paramount and Pet Fly Publication.
With thanks to Connie and Gail for their help, any mistakes are mine.
story starts around the time of “A Little Knowledge, and continues on the
story curve from “Be sure your sins,” it is a standalone story, but to fully
enjoy it I would suggest reading the other stories
Sure your Sins 2
Sian Bahn was in her mid-twenties; she removed her black forage cap and smoothed
her short blond hair down, and gave Roger Franks a smile. He had been trying to
get her to go out with him for the last three weeks and she was enjoying the
chase, she had decided to string him along for another week before allowing him
to take her out. She pointedly ignored the look that Dave Lash gave her; the man
was always too keen, too clingy for her liking. Automatically she excluded the other female cadets, she only
saw them as competition. She had an above average intelligence and she knew it.
She had looks, and a body the guys would kill for, so she did not need female
friends. As far as she was concerned they were jealous of her. After all they couldn’t boast that their uncle was the
right hand man of Dr Claydove, the director of the Institute of Sentinels and
head of the GDP, and through her family connection she was guaranteed a plum GDP
posting when she was finished. It
just annoyed her that she had to attend the classes. If you had pull why not use
her parents were GDP and just glad that her rebel phase was over. She had even
gone so far as to join the Guide Liberation Army to get back at them. But now
that she was back in the fold they would do anything to please here, and daddy
had already spoken to Uncle Daniel.
groan she realized that Cadet Lash was about to try and take the seat near her,
so when Rosemary Farmer slid into it for the first time she was pleased to see
her. Usually she had no time for
the girl, but now she was actually pleased to see her.
lesson was one that actually interested her. They were actually going to get to
see a rogue guide receiving training, and for once she had studied the course
notes. Sian opened her notebook,
folding it back so she could lean it on the GDP Manual and make her notes.
attention fixed onto Sentinel Prime Mark Hudson, now there was a sentinel, good
looking, strong, and a body that would not stop. She tuned out Rosemary and
admired the man, pity about the non-fraternization rule between trainers and
cadets. Reluctantly she tuned into Rosemary, as she was gushing about how noble
he was devoting his life to helping rogue guides.
he’s a real gentleman.”
Sian, did you say something.”
thinking out aloud.”
the lecture started, the rogue guide was brought in, and she leaned forward to
get a good look at him. She ignored some of the crude remarks from some of the
other students and the laughter that greeted them. As they commented on his
naked leashed body.
nudged her “He’s nice looking.”
guide? For gods sake Rosie you getting a taste for rough trade?”
leaned forward, “Ted Ward told me all about him. You know he swings both ways.
He came onto me in the van, the little perves been pawing his own sentinel
during the bond, worse kind of …” He never got to finish as Mark Hudson
started his lecture.
them saw the GDP Commander slide into the back of the lecture gallery and take a
notes and asked questions as the rogue guide was put through his paces.
suddenly his sentinel burst in. One look at him, and wow, there was something so
primal about him, that made her lean even further forward. The controlled violence got her heart pounding, as she
imagined him in the bedroom, and her as his willing prey.
academic brain cut in, the one she tried to ignore, and a thought began to form,
why not study the Sentinel Prime condition, no one had done that for a thesis
subject, and the topic she had chosen was much too dry.
back of the gallery the GDP Commander got to his feet, he had seen enough.
in to the office of Lieutenant County, and saw Rosemary Farmer at work inputting
file details; the rest of the office was deserted. She knew that at 10.00 am,
the Lieutenant was out on her home visits.
Rosie,” Sian made her voice friendly, she smiled //pathetic she was actually
pleased to see me.// Aloud she
said, “So they have you crunching the keyboard.”
not too bad, but the computer went down yesterday, and I have a back log to
process.” She blushed as her
stomach rumbled. “What can I do for you Sian?”
notes for old frosty lecture on the Guide feeding program, mine were lost when
they went through the washing machine, could I borrow yours.
why don’t I carry on while you get a sandwich.”
I won’t be long, and I’ll make you copies of the notes.”
door was closed Sian cleared the screen and punched in:
Ellison James Joseph
dropped the file box on the screen and clicked send to, then typed in her email
address, and hit send. A copy of the file was on its way. Quickly she paged
through the file and found the link to Guide Blair Jacob Sandburg’s file, and
brought that up. Then sent that
report on its way.
was done, she brought the original file back up and began to input the data as
she had promised.
Rosemary came back she made a few minutes of small talk, then left. On the way
out of the building, she crumbled up and threw away the copy of the notes. Now
all she had to do was retrieve the reports.
room in the GDP Cadet dorm, she opened her laptop, accessed the internet and
began to read her e-mail. Both files had made it safely.
the first one gave her a guilty thrill as she began to read the life story of
James Joseph Ellison.
there was a heavy knock on the door.
was working on her Masters, and there was the problem. She was seated opposite
her tutor and by the looks of it he was about to trash the first chapter of her
Woodward, flipped through the pages of the chapter again, Sian had potential but
no discipline. “Your idea is
basically sound, but, you have to back it up with research work,” he made the
one word stand out. “At the moment any committee member could blow you
straight out of the water. Facts and research you must have them. It’s no use
having a good style if there is no substance to it. Have you made any effort to
find a sentinel and guide pairing that would agree to your documenting them? You
do realize that you are talking about the bond, the most private and sensitive
part of the whole sentinel and guide relationship.”
believe that my findings.” Sian cut in trying to make Dr Woodward see her
not good enough Sian, you have to back it up in black and white with facts. Now
both your parents are GDP, surely they can find.”
in, “No, when I tried to broach the subject with my mother, she told me
straight off that no sentinel would agree to me photographing and recording them
during the act of bonding, and certainly not to wiring them up like lab rats.
Those were her exact words. If my
own mother says that what chance do I have with someone else?”
Sian you may want to look at your outline again.
Now I am sorry but I am over seeing some lab tests for Blair.”
he’s a guide isn’t he.” Sian curbed her tone, she was not a GDP cadet
here, and she did not want to alienate the doctor.
“He is a
TA and a doctorate student, his other career is as a guide.” Dr Woodward
smiled, “now if you would excuse me.”
observe the tests please?”
moment Woodward paused, “Well, Carol called in sick today and she was going to
help us, and you do have lab experience,” he paused for Sian it was the
longest seconds of her life. “I am sure that Blair will appreciate the
clutching her books as she watched her prey. He bounced along, hands flying in
all directions, by his side walked his sentinel.
man’s hand suddenly lashed out and his prey skipped out of the way with a
chuckle and a beaming smile. She
caught the look on the sentinel’s face, he was laughing as if it was the best
joke ever, and boy he had a killer smile. He caught his guide and pulled him
close as he ruffled the long curls with genuine affection.
together they mounted the steps of Hargrove Hall.
she had to get close to these two, if she was going to get her evidence for her
checked the video camera that was hidden in her bag; although the tape would be
illegal she had high hopes of recording them bonding.
The tape itself had value and would be of use in getting some legal
footage that she could use.
GDP Correction Officers had entered her room and confiscated her laptop with the
stolen personnel files on it, she had thought that her career was over, but
Uncle Daniel had pulled a few strings. She’d been put on serious probation and
had lost one year’s worth of credits. When
*the commander* had come along, she had jumped at his offer. If she was
successful she would have the evidence for her thesis, and be reinstated with
all of her credits. What had
shocked her was that Rosie had been the one to betray her to her placement boss.
The little creep had noticed that the alert flag was flashing. It had
been easy for her to backtrack which files had been accessed, and then she had
pressed the panic button.
she would get the last laugh though. When Rosemary was floundering in records,
she would have a plum position with Uncle Daniel then see who was laughing last.
Sentinel testing labs at Hargrove Hall, were the envy of the GDP, Blair has
booked them two weeks ago when he had first put the idea to Jim. Much as he had
expected Jim backed off, with a grouchy “I am no one’s lab rat Sandburg,”
but slowly he had agreed to the tests.
bouncing along by the side of his sentinel, talking a mile a minute his hands
flying in all directions as he described aspects of the testing to his friend.
Jim, only a couple of sensor pads to check your vital signs nothing to worry
what’s the test?”
I told you that, it would not be fair, I couldn’t get a true reading on you.
Nothing painful, promise man. Trust me big guy.”
Chief.” Jim’s hand dropped to brush his guide’s shoulder. The power of the
emotions , Jim was openly broadcasting through their link, rocked the empath.
The trust he had in him was breathtaking. He vowed never to let him down.
Woodward smiled “Morning Detective Ellison, thank you for coming. It
shouldn’t take too long, and it will help Blair with his thesis.”
the tone was resigned, but the eyes flashed with humor and Woodward had seen it.
the girl? This is not a peep show.” Almost immediately a shutter dropped down,
leaving only the icy cold patented Ellison look.
Detective Ellison, Blair, this is Sian Bahn, she is a transfer student from
Chicago University. She is working on her Masters, and since Carol has come down
with the flu, she’s agreed to help up. Shall we get started?”
hesitated. He personally liked Carol. She had proved that she was Blair safe,
and he trusted the woman. But this one was an unknown factor and he didn’t
like them near his guide. Blair saw
the look, and placed his hand onto his sentinel’s shoulder. It broke the
intense look that he was giving the girl; she was already shifting uncomfortably
under the gaze.
big guy, let’s give her a break, its not like she’s covert GDP. You can
always check her out later.” Blair’s tone was light and soothing. Then he
added quickly, “Just a joke man, okay, just a joke.” He patted Jim’s back.
positioned Jim in the chair; “right, what we are going to do is this, we know
that you can locate me through the imprint, so what I want you to do is find
hand was lightly holding Blair’s jacket keeping his guide close to him.
Blair pulled back, breaking the contact between them. Then almost reluctantly he
walked out, for a moment he leaned against the wall and took a couple of
steadying breaths. “Okay, let’s do this.”
changing room he turned on the shower and stepped under the pounding water. He
washed his hair and body, using the unscented sentinel safe soap of the GDP,
then dried off and pulled open the plastic over the clothes on the bench.
Dressing quickly, he glanced across at Paul Stewart.
The other student was dressing in the clothes that Blair had carefully
prepared. He had worn them for one day so they were impregnated with his scent.
The student had showered to remove as much of his own scent as possible.
Now that Blair was covered by Paul’s scent, they had exchanged scent
identity. Now to see if Jim could find him.
getting edgy. His senses rebelled against the sterile non-smell of his
surroundings. He had reluctantly allowed the doctor to switch the white noise
generator on, and blindfold him. Leaving him with the sense of smell, touch and
taste to locate his guide.
sentinel’s head tilted to one side, and his head jerked round. His bound eyes
staring straight at them, as he locked on the two people who had just come in.
Woodward’s voice came over the intercom, “Detective, I would like you to
remain seated, but find your guide. If
you could open up your senses for me.”
Jim had to
fight against the flash of fear knifed through him, as he opened up his
remaining three senses, pushing the dials up, when at first he scanned the two
people stood out of reach. Immediately
he locked onto Blair’s scent, //easy//, then as he raised the dial on smell,
he realized that something was very wrong.
Blair’s scent to him was a ginger, musky, white chocolate scent, //yes
located that, but there was more, a base line of sour lemons to it// a growl
vibrated lower in his throat, //this was not Blair, it was some imitation of
stood perfectly still, as Jim’s covered eyes moved towards him. This time the
head tilted and he inhaled deeply, his mouth opening as he tongue flicked across
his lips, //Jim was tasting the air.//
the sentinel got to his feet, and headed towards his guide now even the foreign
scent was no longer a mask, he could easily push past it. The decoy Blair
stepped in front so that the sentinel reached him first. Blair’s hand shot out
to pull Paul out of the way. He saw the tightening of the jaw, like this his
sentinel was in no mood to play games. Without warning, Paul pulled off the
tight surgical glove that covered a small cut, and ripped the band-aid off. Sian
has been clear on that point, for an extra 50 he had to see what the reaction he
got from the scent of blood on the decoy guide.
leaned forward. This was going to be interesting, if it worked then it would put
the sentinel into Blessed Protector overdrive, and there would be a need to take
his guide. If the need was strong enough the bonding would be then and there. If
Paul got hurt, it would be his bad luck, he had accepted the money.
metallic scent of blood hit the sentinel, and Jim roared, tearing off the
blindfold. Now searching for his
guide, the real one.
Even as he
did it, the decoy Blair suddenly realized his mistake. He knew that Ellison was
a dark sentinel, but to be honest all he thought that meant was the guy had
better senses than most sentinels, but the look on the sentinel’s face almost
made him wet himself. It did not look human, the breath caught in his throat,
and he stumbled back chancing a look at Blair Sandburg. How the hell did the
guide survive with that animal.
Sentinel grabbed the fake Blair Sandburg by the scruff of the neck and threw him
out of the room, and after locking the door turned his attention to his guide.
monitoring booth Dr Woodward leaned forward, the camera’s were still rolling,
he would never have condoned what Paul had done, but what was done couldn’t be
undone, and there was still useful information to be gathered.
Blair had a safe word, and if he used it, the Doctor would flood the room
with an odorless knockout gas, that would put the sentinel down.
Sentinel had dismissed the fake Sandburg the moment he was thrown out of the
room. He had a Guide to claim, and that need overrode every other emotion.
Ellison pounced on his guide, pinning him to the wall and lifting him so that
they were nose-to-nose.
the way his sentinel’s jaw was clenching and unclenching the aggression
radiating from the sentinel was off the scale, and it battered against the
empaths barriers. A hip pushed against him to
keep him in place his feet did not even touch the ground.
Held like this the sentinel was able to remove one hand. He brushed the
back of his fingers against Blair’s face, then his hand suddenly pulled the
shirt open, the buttons flying in all directions. The clothes stank of the fake
guide and were a barrier that was stopping him from imprinting his guide.
Then dropping lower he was tugging at the waistband of the trousers.
pressed to Jim’s chest, Blair tried to calm his sentinel down, it was like
main lining red-hot lava. “Easy
man, easy, I’m here, yours only yours.” Blair paused as the larger older man
leaned forward to snuffle at his throat. When he roared, Blair jumped, his head
hitting the wall behind him with a thud. “I
can understand you want his scent off me, no problem big guy, but you have to
free hand Blair caught the larger man, pulling up and against him, showing that
it was not force that was holding him in place. He could feel the aggression
fading, then with the greatest care he was lowered to the floor. He pushed
against Jim’s chest and the sentinel stepped back a bit.
sentinel was pure primal, Blair felt a shiver run through him. This was not just
the dark sentinel, this was the panther. He had seen it the first time in the
apartment, when he had been attacked by a GDP traditionalist. Now it was back.
Panther Sentinel loomed over him again closing the distance between them. Blair
met it’s gaze, the Dark Guide in him rising to the surface. He knew what was
to happen, and part of him needed it as much as the sentinel, but at the same
time, he was determined to remain in control.
Blair made no effort to stop the Dark Panther when he openly scented him,
nose flared, inhaling deeply. With a snarl the Sentinel reached out and tore the
rest of the clothes off him, leaving him only in his boxers, throwing the now
rags across the room in his anger, in his need to get to the true source of his
guide’s scent; his actions brutal.
touch changed as with almost delicate care he reached up and stroked his
guide’s face with the back of his fingers. The sensitive fingertips brushed
across his lips, before moving up to pull the hair net off his head, and threw
it in the same direction as the clothes, allowing the mass of dark curls to
tumble down round his shoulders. With
ultimate care he carded through the long hair, leaning into the smaller body, to
a hand on Jim’s chest as with a chuckle he said, “You like that don’t you
big guy, always have.”
The smaller man, saw the shake of the head, Jim hadn’t been asking him
something, merely stating the fact, that it was him. The texture drew the
sensitized sentinel back to Blair’s hair.
sentinel’s hand moved from his head to stroked down his shoulder and flank,
then slid round his waist and he was pulled close. Blair gave a gasp as the cold
metal belt buckle touched his stomach. In
this primitive state, his sentinel looked round, making sure there was no threat
to his soul mate, then tugged him closer.
an audible click, “Blair are your all right,” and it was the voice of a very
concerned Dr Woodward.
swore. The old coot had spoiled it all. She had pressed record without him
noticing and was just about to get a recording of what had promised to be a very
unusual bonding, and he had spoiled it. //Damn him.//
caught Jim’s face in his hands, at any time the sentinel could have pulled
free, but he luxuriated in the feel of his guide. He dipped his head to scent
his hand, and rubbed his face like a giant cat against them. The growl had
developed into vibrating purr.
put the cat back in the cage, Jim he’s not needed there is no threat here,
just a bunch of academics that you could break in two with one hand behind your
back, big guy.” Blair leaned his
head forward nose to nose with his sentinel, his friend and smiled, as he saw
the layers pull back. He caught his breath as he saw the dark sentinel look back
at him, then it became Jim again.
happened Chief?” There was an
edge of panic, as he pulled back from his guide, so that he could sweep his
senses over the smaller man, first sight then touch. Running his hands over his
guide’s head and shoulders, back and chest, flanks and thighs. Needing to know
that he had not hurt him.
the camera and with a roar the primal sentinel returned, grabbing a chair he
swung it round so that it hit the glass of the monitoring room. Doctor Woodward
grabbed Sian’s arm and pulled her out of the room, the re-enforced glass had
held but he was not sure for how long it would.
Sian’s hidden camera continued to record.
did the sentinel return to his guide, his eyes sweeping over him, With a smile
twisting his lips, Jim reached out to pull him close his arms round his guide,
savoring his warm scent. Then Blair shivered.
moment it hung into the balance would the sentinel or the man take the lead,
then the man returned, and Jim shook his head as if to clear it, and his
expression was almost comical quickly he slid off his jacket and pulled it round
his guide, covering his near nakedness, the old man colored as he remembered
what he had done.
chuckle Blair patted his chest, “It’s okay big guy, no harm no foul, and you
can fuss over me tonight promise.”
night” Jim’s voice had a slight shake to it.
Jim, Sentinel night, and I am all yours.”
Woodward found the student in the corridor, and he had no time for small talk,
“Mister Stewart what were you playing at in there? It has taken weeks of work
to get the Senior Sentinel Prime to come in for testing and your stupidity has
endangered that. I will certainly
be getting in touch with Dr Morris, to let him know, and believe me this is the
last time that I will be using you.”
round as Sentinel and Guide left the room, Blair was walking behind Jim, but so
closely that he was almost plastered across his sentinel’s back, his fingers
gripping into his shirt, and with his other hand he kept the jacket in place.
Woodward, grabbed Paul Stewart and pushed him against the wall, moving in front
of him, as he saw the look on Jim Ellison’s face. The only thing that stopped
him dismembering the fake Sandburg, was the real one. “Come on man, its a bit chilly here.”
did the sentinel continue on his way.
sat in the truck; picking the lint of the pair of trousers, he was thoughtful.
Jim had been hovering round him, all the time he showed and dressed as if
worried that someone would try to take him away.
He had been in full Blessed Protector Mode all the way to the truck and
now the guide had to make it right.
to know that he was his guide. Once they were back at the loft he would prove
it, and hopefully he would have time to get back to the Hall later on, and
collect the tapes. He was sure the doctor had had the recorder running when Jim
went primal. There was some information there he would need.
hand on his arm, brought him back to the present, and he saw worried eyes
watching him, he smiled “I am okay, Jim. Just want to get home.”
the loft, Blair didn’t waste any time, he could feel the emotions of his
sentinel building, he had almost been bundled into the lift, and Jim had been
all over him. Thankfully no one else had been around to see it.
quickly pulled the cushions off the sofa and laid them on the floor, then
reached out both hands to his sentinel, drawing him close.
his hands on Jim’s shoulders and then slowly his eyes never leaving his
sentinel’s face moved down his body, until he knelt in front of him, then
leaning forward placed his head against Jim’s thigh, submission the beta to
the alpha. But there was nothing
weak in Blair Sandburg, this was just a tool to bring the sentinel to the bond,
and there he would be controlled. The
guide had control of the bond, a little truth some of the GDP didn’t like him
hand dropped to rest on Blair’s head, stroking the long curly hair, only then
did the sentinel settle down on the cushion, and with strong hands ease Blair
down onto his side. Then he spooned
up behind the smaller man, his arms round him.
Blair leaned back into the warm body and snuggled against him, rolling
his head to one side so that Jim could nuzzle at his throat, the lick of the
tongue against his skin made him jump, but he was held close with one hand, as
with the other the sentinel stroked down his body, his sensitive fingers
ghosting over the compact muscles, stroking across his stomach, then back up to
his chest, his hand never stopping as he opened all his sense and reinforced his
imprint on his guide, his brother, his lifeline, his salvation.
under Blair’s control now mellowed and the harmony of sentinel and guide was
position Blair could just see the clock, once Jim was calmed down, he would be
able to slip out, and then he would be in for the night.
see an evening of comfort food, bonding, and petting in his near future.
pulled through the entrance to the University. He had been lucky to get out, and
only his pleading, and the fact that Jim was really relaxed and mellowed allowed
him to get permission to collect his papers from the lab. He had a tight
schedule if he was a minute late, Jim would be down here, and he didn’t want
to see the explosion.
Sian was angry, she had been unable to get back into
the testing suite earlier to get her camera. All she needed was some lab
assistant to open it up and she would be out on her ear.
Sitting in her car she watched the last of the students and TA’s leave
the Hall. Only then did she get out
and make her way through the back door, it was common knowledge on the campus
that the cleaner left it open when he worked. More than one forgetful TA has
been pleased to get in and out again without being noticed.
clothing merging well into the darkened halls, she pushed open the door to the
observation room, and with a soft cry of triumph snagged her bag.
When she turned her heart went into her mouth as she saw Blair Sandburg
fixed on her as he stalked across the room, and pulled the bag from her hands.
Yanking the zipper open, he grabbed the camera.
talking to Doctor Woodward and he said something about your bag, the way you
wouldn’t let anyone touch it, and I began to wonder about Stewart, so I had a
little chat with him. You know what he told me Sian, that you had paid him for
that little display in the room. Now why would you do that?” Blair took another step forward; “Maybe because you know
that a Sentinel in BP has to bond, and that is what you wanted isn’t it, to
catch Jim and me on tape.
When I am
finished Sian, you’ll be lucky to get to sit your stats at elementary
moved forward to grab it, but she fell back. The hatred that burned in the
man’s blue eyes was almost like a physical blow.
Daniel would never believe you, Guide,” she spat the last word as an insult,
but if she expected Blair to back down she was mistaken.
Daniel won’t want to soil his hands with this, so don’t even bother.
You should know the bond is sacred and you violated about every
a move to grab the camera, only to have Blair drop it so that it crashed onto
the floor. He ducked under her fingers as with a screech she went for his eyes
with her nails.
brought her down onto floor, her arm twisted high up her back, her face pressed
against the flooring, “Try that
again Sian and you’ll regret it,” Blair snarled as the Dark one came
through. “You don’t like that do you, on your knees unable to move because
someone is holding you down, next time you GDP scum abuse a Guide remember
hard push he sent her sprawling on her side, then he picked up the camera,
tugged out the cassette, dragged out the magnetic tape and tore it.
eyes opened wide and she shuffled back away from him.
sitting in the loft waiting for his Guide to return, Blair had told him it was
important to collect the data from the lab.
excitement of the day, Jim had been of a mind to come on the heavy Sentinel with
him, the lord and master, ordering him to stay home, but then the man had kicked
in. He had promised Blair his own life and he would give him that.
phone rang, Jim scooped it up, the smile faded and his features began to harden.
The phone was slammed down into the cradle, and he grabbed up his coat
and swept out.
Slater was stood in the room, his heart was pounding, and his eyes were fixed on
the smaller figure under the blanket.
Simon Banks gave his shoulder a squeeze, it was times like this that he hated
his job, when he saw Jim come through the door, he moved quickly to block the
alright Jim, its not Sandburg.”
I would have felt the change in the bond. Who is it?”
“Sian, she’s a TA at Rainier, and she’s Dan’s
niece,” Simon lowered his voice his eyes showing compassion, then the
professional took over, “she was found strangled.”
was here this morning with one of his blasted tests” Jim rubbed a hand across
his face, “it did not exactly go as planned.”
shook his head, “The Sentinel pair that worked the scene said they picked up
Blair’s scent and it’s very recent, less that an hour old.” Looking past Jim, Simon questioned, “Where is Blair,
don’t think that Blair would...?” Jim
left the question hanging in mid-air. Challenging his Captain to finish his
question, ready to defend his guide.
cleaner Ozzy Mitchell, said that he heard Sandburg arguing with the girl,
accused her of having a camera on during your bonding, if that makes sense.”
doing a test for Sandburg earlier, she must have been recording it.”
There the beginning of anger building in Jim’s voice, so Simon
continued hoping to avoid an Ellison vent.
the kid was filming it, what we think is that Blair caught up with her, the tape
was found smashed on the ground.” He dropped his voice, “you don’t think
the other one would have come out to play, he’s not exactly the…”
would not, never.”
suggest you find your Guide and find him fast, because I need answers.”
on his heels and then paused before crossing to Dan Slater.
am sorry,” then he added, “Blair would never have hurt her, you have to
his eyes from the covered body, “The doctor at the hospital warned me that
Blair was psychotic, unstable, I didn’t believe him.”
Sentinel had to force himself to keep calm, “Blair is as sane as you or me, he
would never hurt another living soul, in the light or in the dark, remember that
Dan, and don’t buy into that crap they keep on trying to put around about
him.” His hand hovered over the
GDP Commander’s shoulder then he headed out.
watched him leave, //the light or the dark, the Dark Guide, Jim didn’t think
that he would do it even then, but he has seen the feral dark guide and it had
sent him cold.//
woke up; he was lying on his back on a mattress on the floor, his hands chained
above his head with cuffs. The room
was in near darkness; he tried to make out the figure moving around towards the
back of the room.
man switched on a small light and Blair saw him for the first time.
the overalls of a janitor but his smile was pure evil. The evil of a diseased
soul. “Who am I now Blair?”
breathed one word, “Lash.”
Rafe and H
arrived quickly, what they had could not wait.
H caught hold of Jim’s arm, and let go quickly as the Sentinel turned
on him with a growl, “You need to hear this, Jim.”
waited for Jim to join them “We got a call over to the Housing 45 complex, the
neighbors got worried about one of the tenants.
He was always helping everyone out and had just disappeared.
His name’s Ozzy Mitchell, he works as a janitor at Rainier.
We just got back to the car when we heard the call and came over. One of
the uniforms said a witness called Ozzy Mitchell called it in.
Well that’s impossible because Ozzy Mitchell has been dead for a least
Security Chief had arrived on the scene. Nancy Chan was all too aware that she
had a very delicate situation on her hands, and that she was going to have both
the police and the GDP breathing down her neck.
woman and young for the position, she had won the respect of the hardened
professionals, she had once been a police officer before a trauma had made her
give up the badge.
carried some videotapes with her, “These cover the access to the lab, and the
time frame you’re looking at Jim.”
was pushed into the nearest VCR.
of the camera from the corner was pointing down slightly and to the right.
Nancy forwarded, and sure enough Sian arrived, looked round, then entered
the lab. There was a time lapse
then Sandburg arrived, he was walking, almost bouncing, and then slowed as he
approached the lab. The third person arrived a little later, he was moving along
with a cleaning cart, and kept his head down as he came level with the camera.
Leaning forward, Jim hit the freeze button on the video, and
concentrated, his eyes tightening in focus.
suddenly started, and found himself looking at Simon, “I wasn’t zoning.”
shook his head, “You were doing a damn good impression of one.”
his face reflected on the steel bucket. It’s Lash, David Lash.”
the button, there was a long delay and then the cart came back out again, and
Jim stabbed the freeze button again, pointed to the left corner of the cart
where just hanging out was part of a hand, the fingers nearly dragging on the
floor. “He had Blair in the
staring at the tape, “David Lash, the killer from the Sanctuary?”
Vampire Guide, he violates their minds, and leaves them in a coma.
We have to find Blair now.” Dan
Slater saw the change come over the Sentinel Prime, and he knew that he was
looking at the Dark Sentinel.
Dark Sentinel was on the Hunt.
would have had to transfer Blair to a car or van, we need to know when they left
the Hall.” Jim’s eyes didn’t leave the now frozen picture, “I want this
bastard, and he’s going to pay for this,” the last words were said with a
walked away from the sentinel and pulled out his cell phone, and began to talk
to control, he spoke quickly getting an APB out on Blair Sandburg, adding that
if found, the man with him was to be considered dangerous and a that there was a
possibility of a hostage situation developing.
He turned to watch Jim Ellison as he spoke, his concern for his friend
very real. His friend’s sanity
now depended on finding Blair Sandburg and finding him alive, and he was not
going to let him down.
through the tapes, every fiber of him wanted action, but he knew that if he
rushed and missed a clue he could lose his Guide forever.
Looking up he saw that Dan was hovering round him.
The GDP Commander was beginning to grate on his nerves, but Slater had
lost a loved one, and that was the only thing that stopped the sentinel from
handing the man his head on a plate. When he spoke it was with a snap, but he
had pulled back and it was down to a dull roar.
are you waiting for?”
worried about the zone out factor, I am going to watch your back, I might not be
Sandburg or a Guide, but I know enough to help you, and remember,” Dan paused,
“I have a personal interest in wanting Lash.”
knew that the sentinel would understand his right of revenge. But even so he
received a warning.
keep out of my way Dan, and we’ll get on, but no one puts Blair in danger. If
you do anything to endanger him, I will put you down.”
attention went back to the VCR and with an oath Jim sat back, “Lash, never
left the building, I want this place searched top to bottom, and shut all the
white noise generators off.”
the uniforms out to each floor and threw the switch, turning white noise
generators that insulated the rooms off. The bubbles of silence vanished to be
replaced by the noise of electric equipment humming and buzzing.
Jim, Dan knew what he was going to do, this was dangerous without Sandburg’s
back up, but he knew that he could not talk the man out of it. So Dan waved the others back from the now grim faced
sentinel, as Jim opened his senses up wide, and began a sensory sweep of the
Hall. The GDP Commander moved to
his elbow careful not to touch him, “keep talking to me Jim, and tell me what
on the ground floor, three heart beats, move up to eight at the entrance,”
each floor was detailed. Then Jim
froze and for a moment Dan was worried that he had zoned.
there any passageways linking the buildings?”
nodded, then swore and pulled out her radio.
time they got to the other entrance of the other service tunnel Lash was long
gone and the cleaning cart was empty.
looked down at his prisoner, “You really think that rogue fodder like you
should be bonded to a Senior Sentinel Prime like James Ellison?
He’s too good for you, a corrections facility whore. How many did you
put it out for Sandburg?” He
picked up a tape and waved it in front of his prisoner’s face. “Three of them at once Sandburg and you liked it,” he
sneered “all that crap about you being a victim.
Shit, once I saw you I knew that you were a hot little slut, and you got
Ellison to believe your lies. So
he’s going to get better than you. Me.”
snarled back at him, “You could not ever have him, you’re not good enough
Lash. Poor Lash, what’s the
matter, doesn’t a Sentinel want you? You’re a pathetic, you can’t support
anyone’s emotions, and all you can do is steal them.”
All Blair knew was that he had to get the other man to connect with him,
as at the back of his mind the other, the Dark Guide began to prowl.
closed the distance between them; he caught Blair’s hair and slammed his head
back. stunning him. His mind began
to force its way into Blair’s, then Lash’s expression changed as pain
started to rip through his mind, his fingers tightening on Blair’s hair and
shoulder. Enraged, finally Lash
pulled away and struck out at the guide who dared to resist him.
No one had ever stopped him before. The blow was hard enough to knock the
smaller man out, and with disgust Lash let go of the long hair, and Blair’s
head lolled to one side.
The anger still burned through Lash, and as he stood
up, he kicked out, his toe connecting with a thud into the unconscious man’s
side. Sandburg was stronger than he looked.
He had pushed into the kid’s mind, greedy to take all that he could
find, but instead had been thrown out. And
he knew that could not be right.
For a moment he looked down at the pale face with the
trickle of blood running down from the forehead, and reaching to his belt took
out the leash, letting it run through his fingers gaining pleasure from the feel
of the leather. It would be so easy
to kill Sandburg now, but that would achieve nothing. Once he had seen the Guide
Porn tape in the shop and recognized the star, he knew that it had been a sign
that he was destined to replace Blair Sandburg. He’d spent hours watching the
tape, rewinding it then playing it again, and his anger had built. A cheap
little slut like Sandburg didn’t deserve the prize that had fallen into his
hands. So he had good barriers,
well all barriers fall, and he had the answer to that, and his face lit up with
an unholy light as he remembered the drug from his days as a cadet.
All he had to do was get to the office on Richmond
Street, and once he had the drug Sandburg’s mind would be stripped bare and he
would feed on it like a choice morsel.
But first things first, humming he began to apply the
leash, a nice little reminder if Sandburg woke up before he got back. He gave
the still body one last kick, turned on his heels, closing the door behind him
and locking it into place, before switching on the white noise generator.
Sandburg was his prize and no one was going to take it away from him.
At the moment that Lash tried to enter Blair’s mind,
Jim Ellison stopped dead in his tracks, it was as if he was zoning, his eyes
took on a blank look, and then his head went back and he screamed.
It was the most primal noise that a human could make, the sound of a
great predator in torment. The Sentinel’s knees buckled and he fell forward. Dan only
just managed to catch the man before he hit the floor, staggering under the dead
weight. Then with a shuddering
breath the Sentinel came back to himself, he pushed Dan away almost violently,
and when he looked round it was the Dark Sentinel that burned from his eyes.
sharp blue eyes sliced through Dan Slater, and he felt himself weighed and found
wanting, it was as if every sin he had ever committed against a Guide was
written on his soul and this man had read it.
Ellison snapped back, and looking at Dan, nodded towards the door, if the GDP
Commander wanted to come then he could, but without a word being said. Dan was well aware that he was on sufferance and that Jim was
walking a very fine line, balancing the Dark Sentinel, the Cop and the Man, and
at any minute he could lose it.
with some relief that he saw Edwards arrive. The SWAT Officer was the second in
command of the Clan; as usual his guide was with him.
younger man stood at his sentinel’s shoulder as he was filled in on what had
happened. He had always considered
the young guide to be almost fragile, so when he moved forward, and laid his
hand on Jim’s shoulder he expected to see the guide being carried away in a
body bag, either from Ellison or his own sentinel.
bristled then calmed, his arms closing round David, as he lowered his head and
inhaled his scent, rubbing his face against David’s hand as the young man
petted Jim’s face. Dan knew body
language and he would see the guide relax in the hold, his own Sentinel was
standing guard over the two of them.
Jim eased David back, his thumb brushing the Guide’s cheek affectionately.
“Thank you.” then to the young man’s own Sentinel added
“Edwards,” and nodded to him as he handed David back. So much said in just
one word. The SWAT officer collected his guide close, the pride in him plain for
all to see.
Speke sat in the car and watched as Dan Slater and James Ellison came out of the
building. She watched the way the Sentinel stopped for a moment and pulled
himself upright, she could almost see the way he re-enforced himself against the
outside stimulation of a world that could send him into a zone out.
had been forwarded to her on the disappearance of Blair Sandburg.
This was what they had been waiting for; a chance to sever what the
Doctor considered an un-natural bonding.
was the most powerful of his kind, a Dark Sentinel, and somehow Sandburg, a
rogue Guide had been allowed to bond with him.
He had taken his perverted ways and tried to corrupt Ellison. All you had
to do was look at Sandburg’s mother’s record with the GLA to know what a
risk he was. Doctor Amy Jenson has a lot to answer for.
was sexually promiscuous, and god knows what he did in the bond to an innocent
inexperienced Sentinel. This was
what they had been waiting for, and she was not going to let opportunity go by.
in the flesh was Commander Dan Slater, her former partner but then he could be
made to see that this was for the good of the GDP and the good of the Sentinel
Community. After all they had been
partners at one time before Sandburg has started to re-write the handbook and
could be again.
Blair pulled at the leash and
swore; he was securely held. From
the little light that seeped in the room he knew that he was in a basement, in
the background he could hear the sound of a railway, almost hypnotic in its
steady beat as it passed over the points.
Blair’s mind only briefly
considered his own fate, what worried him was what Jim was doing, he knew that
he would be looking for him, but he was also frightened for him. The last time
he had been threatened the Panther had come out with the Dark Sentinel, if that
happened again, then Jim would be at his most dangerous. He had to escape; he
had to get to Jim.
This time when the dark one
pushed forward, Blair instead of fighting began to let go, allowing the dark one
to become the dominant persona. Now all he needed was Lash to return, the smile
that touched his lips was sinister, if Lash wanted to enter his mind then he
would, and Welcome to the Sandburg Zone.
cell phone went off and he clawed it out of his jacket when he saw the look that
Jim gave him, though the ringer was on mute, it was an irritation to the
Sentinel. He turned away shielding
Slater.” He paused then spoke
quickly, “get the tape and bring it over now. Don’t let anyone touch the
crime scene. I want a Sentinel and Guide pairing to scan it first.”
the phone in back in his pocket. “Jim
we have had a sighting of Blair,” he held a hand up, “he was caught on tape
breaking into the drug depository at GDP Central.
How he got in we have no idea, but the drugs he took are worth at least 1
million on the black market.”
would never do that.”
so it had to be Lash, if he ‘s doing his copy cat routine, then usually....”
person is dead.” Jim finished the
sentence. “Only difference is Commander,” the way Jim said the name made it
hostile. “I would have known through the bond if Blair was dead, and if he
was, I would follow him.”
voice dropped lower, “Eat a bullet, without Blair there is no life. Understand me, I would live to take his killers down, and for
are no other Guides.” Jim paused, “but that is moot because Blair is still
alive, remember that.”
walked into the basement, he grinned down at his prisoner,
“See I make a good you,” he did a slow turn, but then his face
hardened, “How can I be you, if
you don’t let me in Sandburg, but that doesn’t matter, this is going to open
you wide, and then everything you have will be mine.”
open the white package, tugged out the disposable syringe and carefully filled
it with white liquid from the vial. Tapping
it to make sure there were no bubbles he then knelt on the struggling body and
pulled Blair’s jeans down to his hip before injecting the contents.
up, he had two more vials of the drug if it was needed, and no one could fight
against that dosage. He turned his
back on his prisoner and walked away. He had time for a beer while it kicked in.
Sandburg would already be experiencing the first effects of the drug. In
another hour his barriers would fall, and his mind would be ripe for picking.
moment Lash looked at himself in the mirror, and tugged the long curly wig, once
he was all that Blair Sandburg was, he would claim his own Sentinel, Jim Ellison
would be his and only his.
to shiver, and then a pain began to claw at his stomach, and he just managed to
get to the side of the road before he was sick. With the nausea came a splitting pain in his head, a violent
migraine, he could hear Dan talking to him and felt a cool hand resting on his
arm, he shrugged it away, and looked past Dan Slater into the distance.
not put it into words all he knew was that Blair had to be found and found fast.
rolled onto his belly; he had voided the content of his stomach by the side of
the mattress. He was breathing
hard, but tried to calm himself as he felt another wave of sickness curl up from
his stomach. However it was too late, and he began to retch again. How long it
went on for Blair had no idea, but he could feel his barriers coming down, he
was now too weak to hold them up. He
remembered now all too clearly Wilson using the same drug on him. Lash was
stripping his barriers.
heard Lash enter, all he felt was a heavy foot pressing him down, and then water
hit him, washing off the side effects of the drug.
began to buck and twist as he felt Lash moving over his body, hands running over
him, as if he were a Sentinel trying to map him.
All he could feel were Lash’s twisted emotions, the joy of the kill,
and the almost sexual pleasure he took in inflicting pain on his victim. Taking
everything they had, and leaving nothing but a shell behind.
mind penetrated Blair’s, trying to get deep, tearing through the now
loves you, this Sentinel of yours, takes you to his bed.”
Lash leaned over and whispered harshly, “He fuck you as well Sandburg.
Is that your hold on him? Because
there is no other reason he would have you.”
jealousy was like poison as it seeped through.
Blair began to struggle even harder, not wanting to give up any memories
of what he shared with Jim, to this monster.
Blair’s mind met Lash’s head on, and the two empaths began a battle
the Dark Guide came forward from where he had been waiting.
a low moan, as he felt another force enter into their battle. This was darker
than Sandburg. It was violent and primal, and it began to wrap round his own
mind. At first it was just like a
gentle pressure, flexing, but when he tried to break free, it enforced its hold
on him. For the first time in years Lash was afraid.
almost as if this was what the power, the force was waiting for. He could hear
the voice now, it was like Sandburg’s, but lower, “You wanted to taste me,
then Lash, you will, take all that you want, and may you live with what you
find.” There was a chuckle that echoed through his mind, “No matter how long
on his mind began to contract. He tried to draw the breath to scream, but the
pain was now all that he knew. In
his mind he saw the flames, red and yellow.
They began to eat through his pathways like a fire, burning and moving
on. Like a domino effect the first
of his victims, David Lash, was standing before him, and the pain he had caused
the man began to vibrate through his mind.
He tried to push the emotions away, but they just returned, burrowing
deeper into his mind, as they did it opened up the way for the next of his
victims. With each victim that
returned a little more of what was now called Lash died.
mind became a firestorm, he saw the last man. This was Blair Sandburg, but it
wasn’t. He wore all black, and
over his shoulder was a two handed sword. It
was drawn slowly, and then the blade moved fast. Lash gave a shuddering breath
and his body went limp, as the sword had severed the last of his pathways.
Lash was nothing now but a husk, his empathy was gone and his mind was
stuck in a loop of pain, as he relived the agony of his victims.
Only death could free him from the torment.
collapsed over the smaller man.
Guide twisted the body off him, then focused on his secured wrists.
Twisting them he found the one that was loose, and began to pull his hand
through the leash. Twisting it back and forward, he bit back the pain as the
leather cut into his wrist and the blood began to flow.
It acted as a lubricant, and he managed with a groan to pull his hand
free of the leash. For a moment he
breathed hard, then stripped off the leash.
attacker was as good as dead, every pathway in his body had been fried, and
blood ran from his nose and mouth. The
Dark Guide snarled, then took the stairs from the basement two at a time.
Guide was free.
It took a
while for him to find his bearings. He knew that the PD would be looking for
him, but all he knew was that he had to find Jim first. For a moment he was lost
then he recognized the railway stations that dominated the skyline and began to
jog towards the loft.
halted as he saw the two men watching the front of the building, his eyes
sweeping over them. The car was a standard GDP model. Then he saw the truck pull
up into its usual parking space and Jim got out. Blair’s face hardened as he
saw Dan Slater with him. His anger
bubbling to the surface as he saw Slater put a hand out and touch the
Sentinel’s arm. This was his Sentinel! He
pulled back as he saw the men get out of the car and head towards them.
look out,” Blair yelled the warning and his Sentinel’s head snapped round,
then Jim screamed, his hands going to his head, his knees buckled and he fell to
the ground. Slater was by his side,
and Blair was just breaking from his cover when he saw Slater being taken down
by an electric charge. His Sentinel
had been caught, and it was up to the Guide to rescue him now.
Blair pulled back under cover and he could not do that if he was caught.
out van pulled up and the unconscious men were bundled into it.
moved to the GDP car and slid behind the wheel, the fools had left the keys in
it. He gunned the engine to life and pulled out, following the van, narrowly
missing another van.
time they reported the car stolen he would have found out what he needed to
know. Keeping back, the Dark Guide
kept track of the van as it made its way out of the city and headed towards the
the van pulled off the main road onto a track, did Blair come to halt.
If he followed them he was in danger, a dead end, no other vehicles would
go up there, and he would be exposed. Better
to hide the car and go up on foot.
time passed on the hunt, Blair Sandburg’s knowledge. experiences, and skills
were being united with the darker skills of the Dark Guide. His soul mate had
been taken and those responsible for it would pay the price.
Guide looked at the complex, studying it carefully. It hurt him to turn his back
on where his Sentinel was being held, but for this he would need help, and when
he returned no one would escape his wrath.
Ellison was at his desk at the house when there was a buzz of the intercom and
then security came on.
have Blair Sandburg at the gate.”
looked puzzled, he had heard the news of Blair’s abduction, so why was the
younger man at his door?
him sent through Hogan.”
watched the car pull up and noted the GDP license plate,
that's interesting.” Then his
eyes widened as he saw the young Guide get out of the car, he prided himself on
being able to read body language, as it was a trump card in his business
negotiations. This was Sandburg but
the body language was different, there was an almost feline grace to him. The eyes, when they looked into his face, had a power
crackling behind them. He felt the hairs rise on the back of his neck. This was
certainly something he was going to talk to James about.
Blair, Jim’s looking for you.” He tried to keep it friendly since the young
man was clearly on edge.
been kidnapped by the GDP, along with Slater,” it was stated calmly as if the
most natural thing in the world. “But
we are going to get him back.” Blair’s voice had taken on a sinister tone,
cool and deadly.
are you all right son?” William
put a hand out, but the young man moved just out of his touch, and shook his
he warned, “ I don’t want to hurt you.”
He paused, making no effort to explain. Then added “We need to call the
nodded and escorted the younger man into his office, watching as the Guide made
the phone call. He talked quickly
then put the phone down.
Clan is on their way, then we get Jim back.”
Blair stated as if it was written in stone.
seemed to stretch out as Blair paced up and down the office, William could
almost feel the energy pouring off the smaller man, he could not rest he had to
be in constant motion. Suddenly
Blair halted and his lips twisted into a smile that was chilling, and William
shuddered, there was something not of this world about Blair at that moment.
clan is here.”
William could not hear any cars, he
didn’t doubt the guides words, if Blair said they had come then they had come,
and god the men that held his son. Because in Blair Sandburg they would find no
at his post monitoring the gate security system, as the fifth car pulled through
the gate. All of them he had waved
through, and all carried two to four people in them. He suppressed a shudder.
Sentinel and Guides, it had to be, there was no mistaking their type.
to arrive was a tall man, William guessed straight away ex-military, and the
penny dropped, Edwards, the SWAT officer and ex-Marine. And at his side his Guide, the blond young man that had
received an award for bravery the night Jim had become Officer of the Year.
closed the distance to Blair and reached out for him, his fingers lightly
stroking down the Senior Guide Prime’s face.
Blair was on a hair trigger that was for certain.
Edwards hand rested against Blair’s heart, David covered his Sentinel’s hand
with his own, and opened their connection, allowing their minds to become one
with the Senior Guide Prime.
snarled as he felt the shadow of Jim’s mind in David’s.
He began to strike out; ready to destroy anyone that would threaten his
link to his Sentinel.
the tension, “Blair, Jim had need of balance, I helped him, nothing more,”
then to show his submission to the Senior Guide Prime, he allowed his barriers
to fall, opening himself to an attack from the Prime that would fry him.
tightened on his Sentinel’s, reassuring him as he felt Blair’s mind whirling
round him, and then it calmed.
you David.” Blair’s voice was a
little strained, and his hand was shaking when he curled his fingers round David
and Edwards’ joined hands.
other Sentinels came forward, as in turn they all became one with their Senior
Guide Prime. Only when the Clan was
once more united could they go forward.
Banks had received the call from William Ellison, and had come straight over
with Rafe, H. and Joel. He was
fuming that they had been left out of the loop on this one, and he promised
himself that one long-haired Guide was going to hear about it. The GDP was going
crazy. The kidnapping had been witnessed and called in by an off duty GDP
Officer, and then it had hit the fan.
then he had realized that the Clan was on the move, but without the phone call
from William he wouldn’t have been able to catch up with them.
past the Clan members that would have blocked him, caught hold of Blair by the
shoulder and spun him round, “Okay Sandburg, what the hell is...”
it was as if he was main lining electricity, a shock to his system that made his
hand goes numb, and it dropped from the young man’s shoulder.
He swallowed hard as he saw the Dark Guide looking back at him, the same
guide that he once hit, and who he had given to Hudson for training, even though
it had been in a misguided attempt to help Jim. He had made mistakes and for a
moment he saw the power rippling through the smaller man.
Blair’s voice dropped to a harsh whisper, “You don’t touch me
Simon. You never touch me, or it will be the last thing you ever do.”
Then turning to face the Clan, the Senior Dark Guide Prime ready to lead.
cradled his hand, as feeling began to return, all he could remember at that
moment was the Chronicle of the Ancients, when another Simon had faced a Dark
Guide and had nearly died at his hands.
round slowly to a touch on his arm, and the feeling of ice sliding into his
mind. With a roar he tried to sit
up only to find that he was held down by restraints. He was looking up into the face of a woman. For a moment he
just stared at her, then a name came, Guide Day, the former Guide of Sentinel
Prime Hudson, a GDP Sentinel who had been the last Sentinel Prime of the City.
She smiled and her voice dropped to a soothing timber that she knew was
pleasing to a Sentinel.
perfectly safe James, you overloaded and we had to bring you here to recover.”
where is he?”
Guide Sentinel Prime is still missing, we think the worst. Lash is a killer, but
we all live in hope that Sandburg will be found alive.” Her hands moved over Jim’s arm and then across his chest.
even think about it.”
in those words made her jump back. “Blair
is my Guide, claimed and marked,” and with that Jim turned his face away.
“Now let me go.”
didn’t answer she just walked out of the room; once the door was closed she
swore as she turned to Maggie Speke. The doctor was not happy. They had taken a big risk in bringing Ellison to the complex
and they could not afford to waste it. Her voice was harsh so different than the
guide tone she had used earlier.
only way he’s going to bond with me is if that little freak is dead, or flat
lined. Without Sandburg there is
nothing we can do.”
line Ellison.” Maggie Speke put in levelly.
“That would break the Sentinel and Guide connection and you could bond.
And whatever hold Sandburg has on the man would be finished.”
doctors gathered round her looked a little unsure, but they knew better than to
argue with Dr Speke. She had single-handedly built this department, and their
jobs were on the line. They were
already in too deep with some of the work they had done for the covert GDP.
pounded on the door to the room he had woke to find himself in, but no one came,
leaving the GDP officer pacing up and down.
He remembered seeing the man who had shot him, and knew he was in serious
trouble. Lou Franklin was a
traditionalist, and had already been suspended more than once for unlawful
leashing and beating of a Guide in training.
What the hell did he want with them? He knew that he had not been the
target, it had to be Ellison, and he had just been brought along for the ride.
He began to beat on the door and then froze.
echoed through the small complex, a great creature in torment.
Speke watched from the observation booth as the doctors worked on Jim Ellison,
there was always a danger involved in flat lining a sentinel, that was why
normally it was the guide that was flat lined, but in this case it was the only
forward, pushing her hair back as it fell forward over her face.
James Ellison was a magnificent specimen he was in the Dark state, a
primal Dark Sentinel. With the
right Guide he would be the perfect Senior Sentinel Prime.
doctors moved round the larger man, her eyes went to the monitor and saw the
flat line, then the doctors worked on returning the heart beat to normal.
When they stepped back the Sentinel was not moving, like this he was
vulnerable and Mary Day entered the room now.
She moved Jim, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other resting on
his forehead. She leaned down, her lips brushing his face, as she opened
her mind fully and tried to enter that of her new Sentinel.
didn’t move, his eyes never even tracked her; Mary jerked up, and glared at
the observation booth.
got everything so tightly dialed down I can’t get in. You’re going to have
to chemically kick start him, give me a way in, and we can bond.”
doctors waited. Maggie pressed the
microphone. “Give him 5cc every
hour until the bonding is complete.”
back in her chair and waited, it would have been better for nature to take its
course, but if Ellison was stubbornly refusing to bond, even with his bond to
Sandburg severed, then he would have to be forced.
screamed, it was from the very soul, a soul that was in torment, and he went
down onto his knees, his head nearly touching the floor, his body shaking
violently, like a tree in a gale. As he lifted his head slowly, it was as if it
was on rusty springs, small jerks, his eyes, burned now, his lips pulled back
over his teeth. And he screamed Jim’s name like a banshee.
and the Clan stepped back, whatever this was, it was new. Simon’s mouth was
open. Then William did what no one else dared to do, he stepped forward, and
dropped to his knees so that he was level with Blair.
me son, please let me help you.”
dead,” his voice was a slight whisper; “I can’t feel him.”
gathered Blair to him; even he had heard the intake of breath from the Clan, as
he touched their Guide Prime. Then
closing his eyes, William concentrated on broadcasting his emotions to the young
man he held.
had told him that Jim had died in Peru, he had known that his son was alive,
they might have their statements and their proof, but he had known, and he knew
now that Jim was still alive. Blair
would have known, but the kid was in empathic shock.
listen to me Blair,” he gave the smaller man a shake to bring him back to the
present. “Jim is alive Blair, he
might be your Sentinel, but he is my son. I know that he is alive, now I want
you to bond with me.”
struggled against the arms holding him, but was held tightly. He could feel the
power building in the smaller man, but he ignored the danger, and ordered
firmly. “I am Jim’s father, I am not going to hurt you, but you need to know
what I know, feel what I feel. Can
you do that?”
shake of a curly head, “Blair!” William made his tone harder.
Guide pushed past the shock, in the moment of separation he had screamed his
loss, and Blair had come through, now he pushed past the civilized man again,
and took control. He would be needed.
dipped his head down so that it rested against the long curls. “Jim is alive and the people that took him will pay, you
are family, and vengeance will be ours. They will pay for hurting you both.”
Blair’s mind change and for a split second he felt the full dark force, then
it had been curbed, and he felt the mind of the Guide in his, moving like a cool
breeze. His face took on a look of
wonder as for the first time he felt just a fraction of what his son
came into the room and looked down at the Sentinel, she ran her hand over him.
Now here was a Sentinel to be proud of. She had wanted him ever since he
had defeated Hudson, her previous Sentinel.
Hudson had really thought she would stay with him, when he had lost, but
he had had another thing coming, once defeated he had served his purpose as far
as she was concerned.
Ellison, she would tie him to her so tightly that he would never look at another
woman. She would be his Senior
Guide Prime and his lover, and no one would stand in her way.
as Jim Ellison tilted his head up to scent at her hand. The Sentinel wanted to bond.
Observation Room, Maggie finally breathed a sigh of relief, after a rocky start
it looked as if her plan was going to work.
into her soon to be Sentinel’s mind, and found that he was entering the
release him now.” She ordered the doctors.
Day?” The senior doctor made her name a question. He was not sure it was a
Lom, I know what I am doing.”
shook his head, but in bonding the GDP Guide was law.
that was the cop was peeled back, and the Covert Operative and Dark Warrior was
all that was left. He scoffed, did they really think that death could break his
bond with Blair; their bond was eternal.
Sentinel sat up, and reached for her. His
smile went cold in that heartbeat as the Dark Sentinel’s hand wrapped round
her throat. Mary only had time to
croak, “You can’t, we’re bonding!”
Sentinel eyes flashed, “Sandburg is my one true Guide, you’re nothing.”
His hand moved, there was a snap and he let her body fall to the floor.
Any attempt to break his bond was punishable by death.
hand went to her mouth as she saw the Dark Sentinel leaving only death in his
were in the trees overlooking the complex. With the expertise of the Tactical
Teams they shared, getting into the compound was not going to be
watched in something akin to shock as he saw Blair, peace loving Blair Sandburg,
accept the automatic from Edwards, expertly check the magazine and slip it back
into place before tucking the gun in the small of his back.
the Clan, the Dark Guide spoke so that they could all hear him, “As Guide to a
violated Sentinel, and in the name of his Family and in the name of this Clan, I
call Blood Vengeance down on them.”
what the hell is that?” Simon
a death sentence Simon, and may they rot in hell.”
would enter the building and link with his Sentinel while the Clan started to
take out the guards.
Guide entered the building carefully, he had seen the weakness in the defense
easily, and had come through an air conditioning duct.
He twisted round and kicked the vent out into the locker room.
Donning one of the white coats he found in a cupboard, he quickly pulled
his hair back into a ponytail, then frowned, it was not quite right.
to the locker room opened and a man came in; he saw the vent grate and started
towards it only to hear the locker room door close with a click.
and took a fist in the stomach, and as he went down a knee caught him under the
chin, the clipboard he was carrying went up in the air as he fell.
Dark Guide caught it in mid air and tucked it under his arm as he bent
and retrieved the authorization badge pinned to the now unconscious man’s
white coat. He pushed it into his
pocket and then dragged the man towards a laundry chute in the corner and
manhandled him down it. Removing
the badge from his pocket and pinning it in place, with one look in the mirror,
he straightened it and walked out.
Guide paused and lowered his barriers; he could feel his Sentinel, and his heart
soared, then he snarled in anger. His
Sentinel was hurt and in pain. He quickened his pace. He came flying round the corner and saw Maggie Speke in front
of him with two guards. But she was
past him so quickly that he didn’t think she had had time to recognize him.
paused in mid-sentence, and then spun round, “Sandburg!”
Guide spun round the gun already in his hands perfectly balanced he beat the
guards and two shots brought them down as he aimed for the vests they wore, at
that range they would not be moving very quickly very soon. Speke dived round the corner before the gun swung on her.
In Blair Sandburg she had seen her death.
Blair began to track the carnage, the first bodies were twisted like puppets
with their strings cut, he recognized the unit badges, and could not mourn their
deaths, that unit had been disbanded two years ago for brutality, so how the
hell could they still be here. He
pushed that thought away, it could wait.
for a door and jerked it open flattening himself against the wall, the gun held
at the ready, whimpering in the corner was a receptionist, she was pale faced
and scared, and he could smell the bitter scent of urine, as she huddled into a
small ball. The Dark sentinel had
been here, but had left the innocent.
here until the others come, don’t move and you’ll be all right.”
tear-stained face nodded, he continued, he could now feel his sentinel.
shot out and latched onto him. He was pulled sideways and thrown into a storage
room, then the primal sentinel was on top of him.
Guide hit the wall with oomph. Twisting
he grabbed for the automatic, only to find that he was pinned, and Blair was
looking up into the face of his Dark Sentinel, blue eyes met blue, and the power
was arching between them.
Dark Guide growled his consent as the Dark Sentinel bent to mark him, to lay
claim to his guide.
to the Storage Room was pulled open, and the Dark Sentinel and Dark Guide
reacted immediately to the threat of the armed guards.
Two guns snapped up aimed at the doorway, sentinel and guide firing as
one, The Dark Guide hitting them in the chest as the Dark Sentinel’s bullet
took them in the head. The double
impact throwing them backwards out of the room.
the gun in his waistband, the Dark Sentinel raised his hand and pushed his
guide’s gun down. The threat had been destroyed and they were united.
Sentinel’s senses were wide open and they told him that for the moment they
were alone. He turned back, rubbing
his face against that of his Guide, and only then did he reach out and catching
his Guide’s wrist give him a tug towards the door.
Clan is here.” The Dark Guide,
spoke only to his Sentinel. “Blood
Vengeance is called.”
Sentinel roared his approval.
taking to her heels. She had seen the guards die and it was time to escape. This
had blown up in her face, but there was still a possibility that she could
climbed into her car and then froze as she looked into the rear view mirror and
saw a young woman with long blond hair, “Hello Dr. Speke, I see you remember
me,” the woman tapped the Maggie’s shoulder with her gun, “Police scanners
are such a useful invention.”
watched as the remaining guards and medical personal were rounded up, some
walking wounded, but other bodies lay unmoving as they were brought out.
His eyes moved on to Jim Ellison and Blair Sandburg, then looked away.
Jim had Blair pushed up against the side of a car, his hands moving
freely over the smaller man who had his arms wrapped round the Sentinel as Blair
seemed to be trying to cover every inch of Jim with his own body. The other Sentinel and Guides were totally ignoring them.
He caught the look that William gave him and shrugged.
Then Simon swore as part of the Ancient’s Chronicle came back to haunt
him, The Darkest Bond, not now, it could not be.
approached them slowly, “Jim.”
all he had on his mind was his Guide.
William barked his son’s name, and tried not to flinch at the look he received
as his elder son’s face turned towards him.
There was nothing human in
to Blair and saw the same hunger and feral flare in his eyes.
Cabin is only six miles away.” He
didn’t get to finish, as he saw his son and his Guide exchange a look. Jim’s
hand snapped up as he caught the keys that Simon threw him, then he was bundling
Blair into the car.
was leaning heavily on Edwards as he came out of the complex with David
supporting him on the other side, he was pale and shaking.
found him in one of the cells, they planned to kill him once Jim had bonded with
that bitch Mary Day. He got clubbed but he should be okay.” Edwards added.
“you best take him Captain Bank, I have the Clan to see too, there is
much still to be done here.”
not argue, he gently took hold of the GDP Commander, and helped him to one of
the patrol cars, he gazed round him, he just knew that the paper work on this
one was going to be creative at best, and a bitch at worse.
day Dan Slater, was seated in Simon’s office. “They found Maggie Speke this
morning. She was in her car, one
wound to the head, her service revolver was found in the foot well of the car.
They are calling it suicide.”
shook his head, “They’re in a hurry to close the file, but I think we will
keep it a open a little longer, you see some of it doesn’t jell. But until the
I’s are dotted and the T’s crossed it will stay an ongoing case.” The
Captain paused then added, “But then again anyone that tries to break that
partnership is committing suicide.” The GDP Commander didn’t argue.
Travis, shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, and looked at the woman who was now
dominating his life. All he had had
to do was go to his Captain and admit that he had lied, that Pet Barnes, or
rather Blair Sandburg, had tried to save his partner, not him.
He was a fraud; he was not the hero they thought he was.
But then a voice would tell him just how much he had to lose and that
voice was always female.
settled down on the sofa next to him, and ran a hand down his arm and across his
Pet, we are going to look at the security at the Museum, that Mummy is worth a
cool million, and you’re going to help me get it.”