The Failed Guide
He could not help but watch the press conference unfold with a morbid fascination. He knew, of course, that what the young man was admitting to was a lie. He knew there was no fraud involved, only friendship. A talk with Jim when the whole situation began had made that clear. He knew Jim was, in fact, a Sentinel, just like Blair had said, and he also knew something else.
He was relieved, he knew his Sentinel was safe, only he regretted the fact that he was no longer HIS Sentinel. He had lost his opportunity to fulfill his destiny and he knew that, unlike Jim, he would not be granted a second chance.
So many things made sense now. Questions that had haunted him ever since he could remember had been put to rest once and for all, and after so many years he finally had a name for that which he had never been able to define before, but that brought him no comfort. He knew that Jim had suppressed his abilities when he was only a boy. He had done so because of his father's lack of understanding, and because of his Guide's failure. The same forces that had almost destroyed the Sentinel had succeeded in destroying his Guide. The feeling of loss was overwhelming and he took a deep breath in an attempt to control the rage that was threatening to overcome him.
He knew he was being selfish. Even though he knew that guiding Jim should have been his duty to perform, he also knew that his Sentinel was alive and well, and that he was finally in a position to fulfill his true mission. His Sentinel had found a new Guide, one who understood what he was and was worthy of the title. He could only hope that his Sentinel would never learn the truth. Hopefully Jim would never know how badly his first Guide had failed him.
The press conference was over, and Blair Sandburg had sacrificed his life to fulfill a duty that should never have been his. With a trembling hand Steven Ellison turned off the TV.