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Prologue: Turn the world upside down
In the last ten years there had been many changes in the world. The Sentinel and Guide phenomenon had taken a hold. It was not like the dark ages - there was protection and laws in place to protect the rights of Sentinel and Guides.
DSS Agent Luke Hobbs had accepted the emergence of Sentinels in typical fashion. He had trained harder and made sure he could beat any Sentinel stupid enough to cross his desk. It was the way he worked and so far it was working.
Still this was not an idea he could wrap his head around.
Resurrection.
If the photo was to be believed then that was what he now had to believe. How was he to explain a time stamped photo of a Guide he knew to be dead?
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Hobbs knew he could be on dicey ground here. He was going to Echo Park to ask an unbonded Guide and a grieving Sentinel if they would help him catch two of the strongest notorious Sentinel criminals in Europe. It was not a plan built on the finer details - that was for sure.
It didn’t matter. In his gut - he knew this was the right course of action. The Shaw’s were wolves - and to catch them, you needed bigger wolves. All the files suggested Sentinel Dominic Toretto and Guide Brian O’Conner were two such wolves.
What he was unsure of was their status to each other. He had checked the files and they all suggested that the best friends were capable of balancing their senses on each other but were not bonded. It made no sense but what did he know? He was only mundane.
In reality, from his contacts -the only way it made sense was if Dom was a Level 5 Sentinel but from scuttlebutt around suggested O’Conner broke the meter when it came to guides. The file read that O’Conner was late in the emergence of his gifts and it had something to do with the FBI and Toretto.
Well he had no choice - he had come this far. It would be stupid to not knock the door. It took barely a second for it to be opened.
O’Conner opened it, “What can I do for you?”
“Guide O’Conner?”
“That is me. What can I do for you Agent Hobbs?” He asked politely, startling Luke as he was sure he had not come across the guy before.
“Can I come in?”
Brian shrugged, this was home but it was up to the Sentinel of the House. If Dom objected - the resulting fight could level the house looking at the size of the guy. “Dom?”
“Let the Agent in as long as he don’t want to arrest me?”
Brian snorted, “He has good intentions.”
Hobbs startled at that assessment. He could have kicked himself. He’d read the files. It showed a year long mentorship by Dr Blair Sandburg. This was a strong guide, Shaman level by all reports. Of course he had read his intentions as soon as he graced the doorstep.
The decision was made even without Sentinel hearing - he heard the comment of, “Let him in then.”
Hobbs was starting to doubt his plan. He was stubborn though - He’d committed to the plan so he would see it through.
“Why are you here?” Toretto gruffly asked.
Hobbs was smart enough to stay polite; he was after all in a Sentinel’s home (the very heart of their territory). “I need your help.”
Brian rolled his eyes, and for a guide he could be menacing. He was not projecting the usual calm energy that guides usually projected. “You want our help? The last time Dom helped the Fed’s they tried to arrest him and I bought LA to its knees coming online. It was unpleasant.”
Hobbs didn’t say a thing. He was smart enough to put the pieces together. The FBI must have made a deal with Toretto and then one of them tried to renege. It backfired spectacularly though as O’Conner was not being egotistical. He did cause a fair amount of chaos - only the Council had miraculously managed to keep his name from the papers.
Luke figured honesty was the best policy, “I have a wolf I need to catch and I think you guys can do it?”
“Wolf Spirit?” Brian asked. He was always intrigued by wolves, when he had done his spirit walks to try and discover his Sentinel; he always found a sleek black wolf as well as a lynx wrapped around it. It was a mystery as he was told he was only meant to have one Sentinel. Blair would always snort and say that it might mean he could choose between two sentinels.
“The Shaw brothers, both high level Sentinels and unknown spirit animals are well known criminals running around Europe and I want their asses.”
Toretto and O’Conner had both listened but Hobbs could tell they had not heard anything yet that would make them commit. He needed the hook and he might have felt a little bad but he needed the brothers stopped more than anything else.
“I think you need to take a look at this.”
Toretto growled, the pain from just the memory was so fresh. Hobbs watched as O’Conner immediately projected a sense of calm. “You’ve got a lot of nerve.”
Hobbs had known he was stepping on a potential mine field. “Look this was sent to me. The time stamp is genuine.”
Toretto looked at him, well more like through him, “You are telling me that my dead guide. My Letty is alive?”
“Yes.”