Ghost rider. A name feared even by the Trinity, those who have lived to tell the tale say that he is a gift from the one true god himself . Others say he is a spawn of Satan himself, specifically built to end all sinners including the Trinity and th...
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As Y/n drove through the village still searching for the hidden church, he couldn't help but beat himself up.
Y/n met a nice, and very cute, girl and he just scared her off.
"Kid relax, besides if we didn't step in as Ghost Rider that Medici scum would've forced himself on her." Zarathos reassured his host.
However, Y/n was unsure. He had a feeling Fillia was much more powerful than she let on.
"Besides, you know what they say" Zarathos said nonchalantly. "Out of sight, out of mind."
Y/n deadpanned at Zarathos' saying. "You're out of sight, yet you're not out of my mind." "Shut up, asshole."
"Do we even have a plan ? On what we're going to do about the Skullgirl/Trinity." Zarathos asked while Y/n had an annoyed look on his face.
"Oh I don't know, maybe we'd have one if you had QUIT STUFFING YOUR FUCKING FACE BACK AT THE CAFE!" Y/n yelled at the idiotic spirit of vengeance.
"Hehehe, yeah". "How YOU of all people are the spirit of vengeance is a question I will ask for the rest of time."
They stop their motorcycles near another part of the Canopy kingdom. "What are you doing here, Y/n ?" Zarathos asked.
"Rumor has it, a fighter in the NMO arena has a connection to the trinity's servant, Double." He grabs an poster that advertised a wrestling match that challenged anyone to the reigning champion.
The champion had a wolf pelt hoodie that covered his biceps. He had a folding chair in one hand that seemed to be his signature weapon.
Y/n glared at the poster " And I know the right fighter to ask."
Meanwhile Fillia and her parasite, Samson, ran around the streets of New Meriden looking for a certain ghost rider.
"Uh, where is he ?! He couldn't have possibly ran away that fast."Filia complained. "Something's off about the guy."
Filia stopped her running and listened to her parasite. "Other than the fact that he's a male yet somehow posses the skullheart, he was oddly nice to you."
"Yeah, he helped me with that Medici jerk back at the cafe." Filia remembered correctly. "He's so nice and friendly and so, so dreamy " she said this with a huge blush on her face.
Samson realized what was going on and decided to tease his little host. "Oh my god, you have a crush on him."
Filia snapped back to reality and started to deny it but Samson wouldn't hear it. "Filia and Y/n, sitting in a tree-" He began to sing much to the 18 year old's fury.
"If you finish that song, I will dye you pink" she threatened. Samson immediately stopped and gasped at her threat.
"You wouldn't dare..." "Maybe, I'll make it hot pink or maybe turn you into an Afro." Filia grinned knowing this would be Samson's worst nightmare.
