Golden Fire People
Author: Clea Saal
Fandom: The Sentinel
Rating: 13+
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Buffy, the Vampire Slayer


The Sentinel

Stargate: SG-1
Crossover series

Birds of a Feather

In the Genes

A Watcher's Son


Golden Fire People

They are coming from all around me, and I know it is only a matter of time before they get me. I know I'm going to die, but at least I managed to distract them, to get them away from the others. I can barely recognize the place, as I see them coming after me. I have nowhere left to go and I must make my final stand. I yell at them, but they don't listen, they just keep coming, from the walls and the floor. Nothing can stop them. I have a gun in my hand and I wonder if that will do it. I really don't know, but it's not like I have a choice, this is my last chance, and I know that if I fail they'll go after Jim. I just can't let that happen. I look at them for a moment from my vantage point... I'm as high as I can get and I can see them coming. They are burnt, shadows that shouldn't even be alive and yet they walk somehow, reaching out for me. The fire dances on their skin, and I know that as soon as one of them touches me I'll burn and I'll become one of them.

I hear one of them, turn around and fire, but it doesn't stop, it barely slows down for a fraction of a second and yet I know that that's the most I can do... it's not much, but I can't stand the thought of going down without a fight. It's the only thing I can do to protect the others. If I can get them to focus on me long enough for them to escape maybe it would have been worth it.

"You get away from me! You keep back!" I yell at the shadows that are coming to get me as I fire again. I yell but they don't listen. I am fascinated by the way in which the fire dances. It is almost hypnotic, but I can't afford to get distracted, they are evil and I have to stop them. There are too many lives at stake here.

I hear a sound, it is different from the sounds of the fire people, so I turn around, ready to fire again, only it is not one of them.... it is Jim. He is clapping his hands and for a moment I am terrified that he is trying to attract the attention of the golden fire people. Then I realize he is saying something, so I try to listen, but I must not let them out of my sight. I have to cover Jim. I finally manage to make out his words, but they don't make sense.

"Blair? It's Jim. What's going on, buddy?" I hear him say as if he couldn't see the golden fire people, and I wonder what is wrong with him, so I do the same thing I do whenever I'm worried, I try to crack a joke, even in the most desperate of circumstances, like now.

"There's no need for applause, man. I got it all covered." I say, trying to hide my despair. The fire people are coming after us, there is nothing I can do about it and Jim is clapping for some reason I can't even begin to fathom. He came after me when he should have taken the chance to get away.

"What's going on?"

"You don't see them? They're coming through, through the walls and the floor, man." I ask, surprised by the fact that he doesn't seem to see them. He is the sentinel, how could he not see them when they are everywhere?

"Who are?" Jim asks again and I realize that he really can't see them, and then I remember that Jim can't see. Something happened to him earlier and he is blind. That explains why he can't see them , but it doesn't tell me what he is doing here. I know I'll have to see for both of us, use my eyes to keep Jim safe, but first I have to explain.

"The golden fire people. You don't see them, man?" I say, still unable to come to terms with Jim's blindness. I know I am losing it, but I don't care. If only I could get Jim to safety, but I know it is too late. Jim is with me now and they'll never let him go. "They're made out of fire and they're burnt. You think they're ashes, but they're alive, man. And we gotta send them back!" I explain as I fire yet again into those shadows that are going to kill me.

"Blair! Easy, buddy! Easy, buddy! Whoa! Blair, listen to me!" Jim says, and I listen, out of habit. I have no hope left, but maybe Jim will know what to do. He was in Covert Ops, I remember, maybe he knows a way to defeat the golden fire people.

"Your gun isn't gonna work with the fire people." He says with an absolute certainty. I know that does not make sense, so I shake my head.

"They're not gonna be afraid of your fire. It's only gonna make them stronger." He insists, but it still doesn't make sense. I know guns won't stop them but I can't think of what will, and I refuse to go down without a fight. If all I can do is stall them for a few seconds then that's what I'll do, but what worries me the most is the fact that Jim can't see them. I shake my head again, I won't let them get to Jim, and I'll do everything I can to stop them.

"You've gotta use the bat echo trick."

"What trick?" I ask, wondering what on earth he's talking about.

"You know, the one you taught me. Uh, you close your eyes, and you clap your hands." He explains, but that just doesn't make any sense. Why would fire fear sound?

"No, man, that is not gonna work here! "

"Blair, come on. Try it. Trust me. You can save the world here. Come on." He insists.

"I don't think that's gonna work here, Jim." I turn around, aiming the gun at one of those fire beings who is closing in on Jim... and Jim can't see it. I want to fire, but Jim is in the way, so I can't.

"Come on, give me the gun. Blair." Jim asks, and I sense his fear, but I wonder what he is afraid of, if he can't see them.

"I just don't think that's gonna work here." I say as I get ready to fire, even as Jim asks me to hand the gun over to him. I don't know what to do.

"Trust me. That's right." Jim says as he touches my hand and then takes my gun away "You gotta clap your hands. You gotta clap your hands."

I do as he says, but I have no expectations that it is going to do any good, and then I see Simon coming toward us.

"You did it! You did it! You did it! You did it." Jim says as he helps me down from the roof of the car. And I realize that he is right. The golden fire people are fading away, but I'm feeling light headed. I try to keep my eyes open but I can't.

"I'm sorry." I whisper as I surrender.

"That's okay." I hear Jim say, and somehow I know that it will be.

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