Book 2 in the Price of Vengeance series.
Oliver is on the run. The forces of Hades, The Fifth Street and the police are all after the Ghost Rider's head. But due to Hades' actions, a new player has entered the mix. The forces of Heaven itself. Can t...
The engine roared as Oliver pushed the car to its limits. After his vision, he had somehow been gifted with the location of wherever it was Hades was keeping Charlotte and Andrew. Oli had no idea how he was getting all these visions, but he was damn well going to use them. The engine spurted fire as the power of Hell itself pushed him onwards. It was as if the hell-charger wanted him to find this place.
"I'm coming for you monster, and when I find you, you're gonna wish I hadn't," Oli muttered to himself, not realising his eyes were glowing once more.
The hell-charger tore down the road before Oli suddenly swerved to the right. A dirt track lead him through a great field, and in the centre stood a lone, stone building. It was small, innocent looking and completely unguarded. There wasn't even a door.
"Are you sure this is the place?" Carter asked, trotting up on a pure white horse. Oli wasn't going to ask how he'd kept up with him this entire time.
"Certain," Oli answered, "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be," Carter told him, before removing his grubby hat and pulling a white mask over his head. His eyes were shut as the fabric came to rest over his face and when he opened them, they had completely glossed over. It was like staring into a pair of glass orbs that contained a dense fog. The white from his mask seemed to seep into the rest of his clothing as he tied a white cape around his neck. His old, grubby clothes were replaced slowly by a skin-tight suit that would have looked ridiculous if he hadn't been so unnerving to stand next to.
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"Lead the way," the Phantom Rider told him.
Oli did exactly that. If there was anything more disconcerting than his eyes, it was his voice. It was perfectly loud and clear, yet sounded like a whisper. Two whispers actually. Two voices speaking in unison in a somehow projected, hushed tone.
The stone building didn't even have a door, just a dark opening in the front. Clearly, Hades didn't expect to be disturbed.
Once they got inside, they realised why. The stone stairs stretched beyond sight, spiralling around the outside of the cavern. Admittedly, there wasn't much lighting to go by, but it certainly looked like a long way down.
"Ugh, better get started," Oli grumbled to himself.
Next thing he knew, Phantom Rider had grabbed him around the waist and leapt off the stairs. Oli heard the wind whistle past his ears as they plummeted. The Phantom Rider's cape billowed above them as Oli looked down to see the ground rushing to meet them. He couldn't help but yell in fear.
It was at this point he realised that there was no light and everything felt weird. It felt like his entire body was tingling. He didn't feel anything moving past him yet he noticed a light at the top of his vision slowly coming into view.
"Are we... HOLY SHIT!" Oli cried as he saw that everything past his neck had completely vanished through the floor.
The light hadn't been a torch they were floating past, but the doorway finally coming into view from out of the ground! Oli watched the rest of his body slowly rise through the ground until his feet were on terra firma and the tingling stopped.
