STELLAR: World on Fire

Chapter 1: Orion's Prison

             Greed and his small band of Dark Riders rode on their motorcycles through the dry and hot desert of Egypt. It was him, Ghost and two other Dark Riders. "It's just up ahead." Greed told them. Ghost was slightly annoyed by the fact that he had not been told exactly what they were looking for and where they were going. He liked knowing the intel so that he knew exactly why he is doing something. "Why are we here Greed, what exactly are we looking for?" He finally asked. There was a human checkpoint ahead. They turned on their cloaking system. They breached the checkpoint, leaving the human guards there in bewilderment. They had no idea what broke through their gates.

           They were a couple miles from their destination now. They turned off their cloaking. Ghost pulled up beside Greed. "Answer the question." Ghost demanded. Greed chuckled for a bit before proceeding to explain. "Do you remember the old tales of The Forbidden Rider?" Greed asked him. Ghost thought for a moment. "The rider who was the first to harness the powers of the darkness. The one who was exiled from planet Starlight. The original Dark Rider." Ghost replied, finally remembering the tales his father used to tell him. "But that tale is a myth, the Council of Librarians confirmed it, the Orion's prison does not exist, they could never find it." Ghost added. Greed shook his head. "Not found does not mean not existent." Greed replied as they were finally now approaching the Pyramid of Khafre.

            When they arrived they came to a halt. Greed and Ghost gazed in awe and amazement upon seeing the pyramid. It was grand. The only thing about Earth and its people that really fascinated Greed. It stood at a height of four hundred and forty eight feet. It looked almost as if it were a stairway built for giants. They got off their motorcycles and proceeded to make their way to the entrance of the pyramid. Ghost and the rest of the team each took out their weapons. "Even if it exists why might it be of use to us?" Ghost asked curiously. "In his prison lies the flame of The Forbidden Rider. It is said that his flame still burns to this day and that whosoever possesses the flame of The Forbidden One will have the ability to manipulate the dead." Greed replied as they made their way through the lower passage and into the first burial chamber. It was dark inside so they turned on their helmet lights as they made their way into the second burial chamber, otherwise known as the sarcophagus.

          Ghost was puzzled and a bit disappointed. He expected more than an empty room and a tomb. "Are you sure it's here?" Ghost asked. Greed ignored his comments as he felt his hand along the wall searching for some sort of secret trigger mechanism. He felt his hand until a piece of the wall that he touched slowly began to retract, setting in motion a chain reaction in which several torches were lit, lighting up the room, and from beneath the ground emerged a bearded man who was heavily chained to the ground. This included both legs and hands, even his neck. He wore a black armored suit, just as any other Dark Rider would. The only difference was he wore half of it. The top piece of his armor was stripped off and you could see the numerous scars and bruises on his chest. The man looked up at Greed and Greed  could tell just by looking into his glowing purple eyes that this, this was The Forbidden Rider himself. He had made it to the Orion's Prison.