Missing Years. ( Part 23)


Trevor Wilson had just a few days to gather more strength. The strength came from others’ lives. With each life he took he gained power, he liked this form, this human vessel, he could achieve great things within it.

He left his room and wandered the local streets. It was dark, he liked the darkness, he was powerful in the dark, these mortals were scared of it and that made them weak. He followed one of them to a housing estate and there he pounced, took the life with a single blow, dragged its form into the darkness so he could devour it. He felt the energy flow through his body, the power within him was almost complete. One more tonight and he’d be ready. Ready for the battle to commence.

Spencer and Swan drove in silence to see Ray Samuels. Both knowing what was at stake. Swan was adamant that Spencer should keep his mouth shut and let him do the talking. Twenty minutes later they arrived at the Samuels house. They pushed and shoved their way through the crowds and were welcomed in by Eddie. He showed them into the front room.

“Ray’s upstairs. He’ll be down in a minute. I think he was expecting someone to call.”

Eddie left them and once again they sat in silence.

Ray entered the room. Both Swan and Spencer noticed a difference in his appearance. The fresh young face was still there, so were the deep blue eyes, but his whole demeanour had changed. It was as if he grown in size and he looked more muscular. He spoke. His voice had certain deepness to it. It sounded powerful.

“So Commander Swan, what have you come to see me about, what was so urgent that it had to be today and at this time of night?”

There was sarcasm to his voice. It was as if he already knew why they where there. He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was twenty past eleven.

Swan spoke.

“Ray, look, I’m going to be brutally honest with you, we want you to reconsider this plan for Tuesday, I’m here to help you make that decision.”

Ray smiled.

“And how will you do that Commander?”

“By telling you the facts, off the record of course. You’ve come back from god knows where, you need time to settle in again, take your time before you make any rash decisions. It would be in your best interests to re-think your position.”

Spencer interrupted, knowing where Swan was heading.

“Ray, all we’re saying is it’s not the right time. Not yet, as the Commander says take some time to get things sorted out, have a holiday, do some travelling, but don’t go ahead with next Tuesday. Think of the effect it could have, the chaos it could cause. If you REALLY want to do something, then why not get people to give £5 each to a charity, you choose it, we could call it the Ray Samuels Foundation, it would raise millions. Think of the good you could do with that, think of the lives you could save with that money.”

Ray looked at them both and shook his head.

“That’s been done before and nothing has changed, if anything it’s got worse. Charities only try to help the problem once it’s already happened, what I’m trying to do is stop the problem from happening in the first place. Look at organisations like Red Cross, they do a great job, but they’re always trying to clean up someone else’s mess. The real problem is the people who cause the mess in the first place, if we get rid of those, who knows, one day we might not need these charity organisations.”

Swan took a deep breath and changed his tone.

“You’re being naïve Ray, you know as well as I do that people in power won’t let that happen, you do know that don’t you?”

Ray laughed at Swan.

“Of course I do Commander, I’m not stupid, why do you think I’m here, what do you really think is happening here?”

Swan stood up and glared at Ray.

“Go on then. You tell me!”

For a brief second Spencer thought Swan was going to throw a punch, instead he stood with his face just a few inches from Rays. There was an edgy silence for a few seconds before Ray smiled. Then he spoke again.

“Okay, I’ll explain it in the simplest terms so that even you can understand it Commander Swan. I am here for a reason. That reason has now become clear to me, this world WILL change, trust me, it is you who is being naïve Commander, by thinking everything has to stay the same. People are crying out for something, something to believe in, SOMEONE, to believe in, not Politicians, not Kings and Queens or Presidents, just SOMEONE. They want someone to tell them that THEY can change the world. That’s where I come in. I’m here to let them know that they can, all they need is a little push, that little push comes from me. Tuesday is just the start, you wait and see, just the start of something much, much bigger!”

Swan noticed that when Ray spoke the final words he seemed to grow in stature. He decided it was time to increase the pressure.

“Things could get nasty Ray, very nasty. I’m already hearing that a few of the papers are thinking of running stories that will discredit you, saying that you’re a fake and only out for money. Then of course there’s the relationship you have with Stacey, your daughter, you seem to be very CLOSE, that won’t go down well, will it, you wouldn’t want your family to get hurt now would you.”

Ray glared at Swan. The stare lasted for a full ten seconds. Spencer noticed a complete change in Ray. This once nice, quiet, inoffensive young man looked as though he was about to erupt. Then he spoke, his voice boomed and filled the room.

“Get out of my father’s house. Go and do your dirty deeds for a handful of silver. Shame on you.”

Spencer and Swan made a swift exit, as they walked to their car, Spencer looked at Swan.

“That didn’t go well. What now?”

Swan wasn’t listening, he was busy dialling a number on his mobile. The call was answered. Swan spoke slowly and carefully.

“Okay, you can go ahead, get it done, get it done quickly.”


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