Chapter Three

CHAPTER THREE

Samson was tall, heavily built and had a commanding presence. His dark hair was short and thick, and he had dark, piercing eyes. Eyes that looked very angry in that moment.

Those eyes were focused on right now on Jacob Saunders, and Jacob glared right back at him. Vanessa, Samson’s friend who he regarded as family, nudged him with her elbow. He didn’t reply and she had to nudge him again before he finally turned his attention to her.

“Stop it” Vanessa said sternly.

“Stop what?” Samson replied, although he knew exactly what she was talking about.

“Stop giving Jacob that look” she said. “I know that look, Sam. And it’s the look you have on your face when you are angry and about to murder someone.”

Samson gritted his teeth and slowly returned his gaze to Jacob Saunders, who was now preoccupied with Maddison. He was flirting with her obviously, and Madison laughed heartily, like he had just shared the funniest joke in the world with her.

Vanessa scoffed as she watched the flirting couple too. “That bitch” she whispered to herself, but, Mark, her boyfriend, who was also Samson’s best friend, and was seated next to her heard her.

“Watch it babe, you’re fixating” he said, grinning at her.

Vanessa turned to him. “No I’m not fixating” she said, “I’m just quietly hating on this bitch. I hate her….and I hate that I hate her.”

Mark scratched his ear, “Weren’t you the one who was just giving Samson a talk about Jacob. You’re doing the same thing with Maddison”

“Hmmmm. She sleeps with anything and anyone that she sees. And I will never forgive her for trying to take you from me, knowing fully well that we were together. She’s such a slut. Today it’s Jacob Saunders. I wonder who it’s going to be tomorrow. She has like…. No shame and it’s disgusting”. Vanessa replied.

“But she didn’t succeed in getting me, did she?” Mark asked. His hand snaked around her shoulder, and then he pulled her close so she he could kiss her forehead. “Just forget about her and let it go….and you too, Sam” He added, reaching out and punching Samson lightly on the shoulder, “Relax man. You know Jacob does most of the things he does just to get to you. Don’t let him”

Samson frowned. “Yeah, you are right about one thing” he said to Vanessa, still watching Jacob and Madison, and ignoring what Mark had just said. “I do want to kill him”

All the vampires who had been called to this meeting had arrived, so Jacob Saunders stood. Just like Samson, he was also tall, but his hair was blonde and long, and he usually left it to fall down down his neck to his shoulders. Today, he had it tied in a knot at the back of his head. He wore a pair of jeans and his shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his broad chest. His eyes were blue, giving him an icy, remorseless look.

“Now that we are all here” he began, “Can Felix Taylor tell us why he has interrupted our day for this so called meeting. The last time I checked, there hasn’t been any hunter attacks, has there?”

“Sit down, dick face” Vanessa yelled at him from where she sat.

Jacob turned his attention to her, and he gave her a smile that didn’t even come close to his eyes, but he said nothing.

Felix Taylor chose to stand that moment, and the eyes of everyone in the hall was immediately on him, waiting for him to speak, and Jacob took his seat.

“I’m very sorry to disturb you all today” he began, “But I felt like this is a very important topic. It might not affect us now, but it might soon, if we don’t do something about it. It might be you, or your loved one and I’m just trying to avoid this turning into something else. A week ago, a man was killed in the woods, and just two days ago, another human, a young man this time, was killed…. Drained of blood right in the middle of street. Now the humans say it’s some kind of animal attack, but we know it wasn’t. We all know it was one of us…. A vampire…..”

“Oh cut the crap” Samson said, interupting as he sprang angrily to his feet. “There’s no need for us to beat around the bush when we all know it was either Saunders or one of his goons”

Jacob Saunders gave that mischievous grin of his and his and rose slowly to his feet. “You have no proof. That is just a stupid allegation. You have no evidence!” he stated flatly.

“True. But I don’t need evidence to know that you and your friends are the culprits behind the killings that have been going on lately. And that needs to stop… Now!” Samson thundered.

Jacob left the place he stood and walked menacingly to Samson. He sized him up with his eyes as he came to stand face to face with him. Samson did not move an inch. He returned Jacob’s gaze with equal hate.

“Or what?” Jacob said, with a hideous grin on his face. “What will you do, Samson? I would really love to know.”

“Or I will have to stop you myself, Saunders.” Samson replied, trying hard to control his temper. And that was something he wasn’t very good at. “And believe me you will not like my methods” he added.

“I will be looking forward to it” Jacob scoffed, like Samson’s threats meant nothing to him, then he stepped back and turned to the others.

“I will admit that some fragile humans have died by my hands. It’s not my fault that they are so weak. But who amongst us hasn’t killed a human before? Who?” he yelled, and his voice echoed in the large hall. “Even the self righteous Samson can’t say that he hasn’t. And yet here he is…. Passing judgement on the rest of us”

Samson raised his head. His eyes had darkened dangerously, and he clenched his fists. He was concerned about Jacob’s carelessness, which could cost all of them a lot. And he knew that there were others who were worried too, but most of them were afraid of Jacob, and so they wouldn’t speak up. The hunters might be humans, but most of them were pretty strong, especially when they had garlic in their possession. Garlic which could be used to weaken any vampire.

Samson wasn’t afraid of Jacob. Actually he couldn’t care less about the man. But there were vampire hunters around, and their numbers kept increasing. If Jacob kept up like this, leaving bodies in his trail, it would only be a matter of time before one of those hunters found and attacked them. And the people he cared about could get hurt. Innocent people could get hurt.