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Who Shall Guard the Guardians Themselves by K. Ryn (PG-13)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: none (gen)
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: K. Ryn's Tales of The Sentinel
Why this must be read:
On the surface The Sentinel is a gritty crime drama with a scifi edge, but it contains many elements for fan fiction writers to explore. One thing a lot of fans wanted to see was more equality between Jim, the Sentinel, with his enhanced senses, and Blair. Blair said the Sentinel typically had a companion who watched his back though he didn't seem to think it required any special abilities. Lee Brackett, the rogue agent who figured out Jim's secret, called Blair Jim's guide. Incacha passed the Chopec way of the Shaman on to Blair. Perhaps these hints would have been explored further had the show lasted longer but many, if not most, fan fic authors have developed them into fanon that makes the Guide as unique and necessary to the partnership as the Sentinel.
Blair's role as Shaman, often with an exploration of the difficulty he has in coming to terms with this role, has been a rich source of inspiration for many authors. I wanted to rec a Blair as Shaman story. Several of the best are by K. Ryn who reaches into the spiritual aspects of the Sentinel while telling compelling, plot-driven stories in powerful prose.
In 'Who Shall Guard the Guardians Themselves', Jim and Blair are just coming off a very difficult assignment, weary, and sick at heart. Blair is experiencing his own version of zones and a demanding internal voice that terrifies him. But instead of getting the downtime they so badly need, they are requested for an urgent Search and Rescue mission to find a busload of children missing in the wilderness.
Read an excerpt from Who Shall Guard the Guardians Themselves
~You can't ignore what you are.~
"You wanna bet?"
He scrubbed his face again and closed his eyes, softly repeating one of his meditation mantras. "Find the center... find the center..." He felt one more tug of the almost violent sensation, then his breathing eased. Within moments, he felt better and he opened his eyes, glancing around the rooftop for his partner. Jim hadn't appeared yet, for which Blair was grateful.
~If he'd seen you like that again, he WOULD have sent you home for a nap,~ the voice reminded him.
"Yeah, and if he sees me standing here talking to myself he'll have me committed."
~Accept the truth.~
"No..."
He started pacing again, using the physical activity to release some of the tension he felt building inside. He swallowed hard against a nervous tremor and glanced wildly around the rooftop. "Where the hell is that damn chopper?"
~Accept the truth.~
"I said NO..."
"Sandburg..."
"What part of no don't you understand?" Forgetting that he was arguing with himself, Blair spun around angrily, ready to confront the nagging voice before he realized that he'd actually 'heard' that last response. His heart skipped a beat when he found himself face to face with Jim. How much did he hear? Man, he really will think I'm crazy!
"Sandburg, who are you talking to?" Jim's face was filled with an expression of concern as he reached out and touched Blair gently on the arm.
"Nobody, man," Blair forced a grin. "Just running off at the mouth as usual. I'm..."
The wave of terror and despair hit him so hard it tore the air from his lungs. At that moment everything around him ceased to exist; he could see nothing but blackness, feel nothing except the raging fear and overwhelming sorrow which threatened to engulf him, hear nothing except his own voice screaming Jim's name.
Who Shall Guard the Guardians Themselves
Pairing: none (gen)
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: K. Ryn's Tales of The Sentinel
Why this must be read:
On the surface The Sentinel is a gritty crime drama with a scifi edge, but it contains many elements for fan fiction writers to explore. One thing a lot of fans wanted to see was more equality between Jim, the Sentinel, with his enhanced senses, and Blair. Blair said the Sentinel typically had a companion who watched his back though he didn't seem to think it required any special abilities. Lee Brackett, the rogue agent who figured out Jim's secret, called Blair Jim's guide. Incacha passed the Chopec way of the Shaman on to Blair. Perhaps these hints would have been explored further had the show lasted longer but many, if not most, fan fic authors have developed them into fanon that makes the Guide as unique and necessary to the partnership as the Sentinel.
Blair's role as Shaman, often with an exploration of the difficulty he has in coming to terms with this role, has been a rich source of inspiration for many authors. I wanted to rec a Blair as Shaman story. Several of the best are by K. Ryn who reaches into the spiritual aspects of the Sentinel while telling compelling, plot-driven stories in powerful prose.
In 'Who Shall Guard the Guardians Themselves', Jim and Blair are just coming off a very difficult assignment, weary, and sick at heart. Blair is experiencing his own version of zones and a demanding internal voice that terrifies him. But instead of getting the downtime they so badly need, they are requested for an urgent Search and Rescue mission to find a busload of children missing in the wilderness.
Read an excerpt from Who Shall Guard the Guardians Themselves
~You can't ignore what you are.~
"You wanna bet?"
He scrubbed his face again and closed his eyes, softly repeating one of his meditation mantras. "Find the center... find the center..." He felt one more tug of the almost violent sensation, then his breathing eased. Within moments, he felt better and he opened his eyes, glancing around the rooftop for his partner. Jim hadn't appeared yet, for which Blair was grateful.
~If he'd seen you like that again, he WOULD have sent you home for a nap,~ the voice reminded him.
"Yeah, and if he sees me standing here talking to myself he'll have me committed."
~Accept the truth.~
"No..."
He started pacing again, using the physical activity to release some of the tension he felt building inside. He swallowed hard against a nervous tremor and glanced wildly around the rooftop. "Where the hell is that damn chopper?"
~Accept the truth.~
"I said NO..."
"Sandburg..."
"What part of no don't you understand?" Forgetting that he was arguing with himself, Blair spun around angrily, ready to confront the nagging voice before he realized that he'd actually 'heard' that last response. His heart skipped a beat when he found himself face to face with Jim. How much did he hear? Man, he really will think I'm crazy!
"Sandburg, who are you talking to?" Jim's face was filled with an expression of concern as he reached out and touched Blair gently on the arm.
"Nobody, man," Blair forced a grin. "Just running off at the mouth as usual. I'm..."
The wave of terror and despair hit him so hard it tore the air from his lungs. At that moment everything around him ceased to exist; he could see nothing but blackness, feel nothing except the raging fear and overwhelming sorrow which threatened to engulf him, hear nothing except his own voice screaming Jim's name.
Who Shall Guard the Guardians Themselves
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