Once they were all seated, the vampire smiled at them. He seemed to be ignoring everyone, except Jorden. He also did not show the fear that the other vampires had.
Smiling at Jorden, he took another sip of his blood. "This particular human tastes quite delicious. He was a politician, and I am certain that no one will miss him very much." He licked his lips, smiling again. "I believe there was something you wanted to discuss with me. It had to do with our new recruit, did it not?"
"It does, because you will let him go," Kyle glared at the creature. "I won't let you have him."
The vampire shrugged. "Well, I do have to admit that he did not taste very good. Mutants never do. I think it has to do with the mixed blood."
"Well, I must disagree with you," Kyle pulled out his knife, but found that he could only lift his hand a few inches. Glancing at the vampire, he dropped the knife. "What did you do to him? If you have touched him, I will…"
"Sir, please let me handle this," Jorden smiled at him, then turned to the vampire with a neutral expression on his face. "Master vampire," he addressed the creature respectfully. "First of all, what are your conditions? I know the regular humans can't reason with you, but I can."
The vampire sighed, setting his empty cup aside. "There is not much to discuss here, but you insist there is. I will give you the opportunity to leave peacefully, or none of you will be leaving, at all." He glanced at Alex. "I hate humans, but must congratulate you on your kill. He was old blood. I can see why you are a leader," he turned back to Jorden when he did not get a response from Alex. The leader of team C only stared at him, which took away the satisfaction of the moment. "Those are my conditions, little hybrid. There is nothing you can do about it, since you chose not to carry any weapons in were that can kill me."
Jorden smiled when he noticed the room was filling with vampires. That made the other agents nervous, but he was glad. "Master vampire, do you understand anything about physics? Probably not, huh? Well, in the laws of physics, if you take one poison and mix it with another, it will most likely emit a gas that will be deadly to most creatures, right?"
The vampire looked confused, but nodded, anyway. "Okay, it seems that it would. What does this have to do with the situation?"
Jorden smiled at the other agents, who seemed confused, also. They didn't know where he was going with this, but were willing to let him finish.
"I hope he knows what he's doing," Bailey seemed to be more nervous than the others, and was completely on edge. Alex pulled the other man against him, trying to reassure him.
"Physics has a lot to do with this," Jorden continued. He reached into a pocket inside his jacket, taking out a vial. It had blood in it, but was coated with a white powder. The master vampires all seemed to tense up when the saw it, but he was not worried. "Do you know what this is?"
The master still appeared to be nervous. "Yes, I do. That's a nice touch, adding the rock salt and silver to the glass."
One of the vampires moved over to Alex and Bailey, shoving the leader aside. Before any of the agents could react, he had Bailey against him, holding him tightly. When Alex started to move toward him, Jorden placed his free hand on the leader's arm. "It'll be okay. I said to trust me, didn't I?" He glanced at the vampire who was holding Bailey. "You really don't know how to pick your meals, do you? He's not only a mutant, but he's also a speedster. If you drain him, his blood will be too fast for your system, and you'll burn out like a bad fuse."
"That's true," the master smiled at him. "I agree that he would be that comfortable for my lower vampires to drink, but it would be entertaining. That blood in the vial, on the other hand, is not. I would suggest you put it away, or we will kill all of you friends here. It was a nasty trick to bring it in here, and I do not tolerate tricks."
"Let Bailey go, or I will kill the nasty thing holding him, then you," Alex glared at the master.
"Agent Mathias, please let me handle this," Jorden smiled at him, then glared at the vampire master. "Did you just completely pass over the fact that I have this blood in by hand?"
The master glared back at him. "No, I did not. That is why I took matters into my own hands," he glanced at the vampire who was holding Bailey. The agent had become still against him, unsure and frozen in fear. "Kill it…it means nothing to me, and the hybrid is not listening."