A Love That Lasts Forever | Steve Rogers x OC (1)

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Kiara whines as she takes the bandage of off her arms, the bruising clearly visible after using her powers too many times after her bones couldn't handle it anymore.

She did some research about this person that she saw. Turns out his name is "Ghost Rider" and he's supposed to be an urband legend.

It's come to her notice that in every picture and drawing about him, there is a black '69 Charger in it, too. Then Kiara remebers something that Nick said to her a few years ago. "Everyone's attached to something."

Since the car is in every single picture and drawing, Kiara is 100% sure that the car is what he's attached to. She prints out a clear picture of car and decides to ask around in LA about this car, get some leads. She changes into some more normal clothes, takes the picture, stuffs it in her pocket and goes outside.

***

'Hey, man.' Kiara says to someone.

'Hey.' He says as he turns around.

'I was wondering if you could help me out with something.'

The man nods. Kiara gets the picture out of her pocket, unfolds it and gives it to the man. 'Would you know where to buy some parts for this car around here?'

The man stares at the picture that Kiara gave to the man. 'Yeah, those chargers are hard to find. Between Fast and Furious and Dukes of Hazzard, they wrecked a lot of them.'

'My boyfriend wrecked his in a street race. He's still pretty broken up.' Kiara says as she sighs. 'I guess he's more attached to it than I thought.'

'I ain't seen none around here, though.' He says. 'Sorry.' He adds as he gives the picture back to Kiara.

'All right.' Kiara says as she takes the picture back. 'Thanks, man.' She says as she starts to walk away.

'Hey, uh, most of them wrecked movie cars, they're dumped at El Monte Junk and Salvage.' He says before Kiara can walk any further. 'If your boyfriend wants to fix his ride up, might want to go over there and find scraps.'

'Thanks. Maybe he'll go there.'

***

In the evening Kiara arrives at the El Monte Junk and Salvage because she still has to keep a low profile with this whole Sokovia Accords thing. She just hopes somebody is still there.

She walks onto the junk yard until she hears a sound. 'Excuse me?'

'Uh, the yard's closing. To sell a junker, you can call the number on the gate.' The man says.

'Oh, no, I'm not here for that. I, uh. . . Uh, sorry. What's your name?'

'Robbie.'

'Well, Robbie, I am looking for a guy with a sweet black '69 Charger. Maybe he bought some parts here.'

'Sorry. Doesn't ring a bell.' Robbie says. 'I only work nights once a week.'

'Uh, well, maybe I'll. . . I'll come back in the morning. Thank you.' Kiara says as she starts to walk away.

'Or. . . there's a book of sales you can flip through in the main office.' Robbie says. 'Not really an office. More of a trailer, but I can show you.'