The Son of Ghost Rider

The Battle of the Riders

Dylan Blaze P.O.V
The many days theat followed after Christmas were peaceful, so peaceful I actually almost forgot about the war that hell was brewing up. But of course the Rider always reminded me not to lose focus.

I rode around New York City on my motor bike, peaceful as it may be the Rider and I sensed a dark entity within the city but it was very difficult to track.

Eventually I stopped at an old bakery on the west side, I couldn't help but feel hungry. So yeah I wanted a Bear Claw. I got off my bike and entered the store. The old lady behind the counter smiled as I walked in.

"Hello, young man what may I get you?" she asked very cheerfully.

"Four Bear Claws please Ma'am, and if it isn't too much trouble could I get two sugared donuts as well," I smiled back.

She nodded and began packing my order into a paper bag. She struggled to open the case that held the sugared donuts.

"Here Ma'am I got it," I said as I leaned over and opened it for her.

She smiled, "Oh my such good manners young man."

I smile back to her, she lifts out the two donuts and places them in the bag.

"How much do I owe you Ma'am?" I ask with a smile.

"Seven dollars and twenty cents, dear," she chirped in response.

I had her the money and she tried to open the till, "Oh damn thing is jammed again."

I hop over the counter," I'll fix it for you Ma'am."

I lift the till back and make some adjustments, I press the button and the drawer opens. I close it again and open it again. Its opening better but seems to drag. I look under the counter and grab a tub of oil and spread it around the track of the drawer.

I open and close it with no trouble, the old lady claps, "Oh well done young man that's been bothering me for months."

I smile to her, "No trouble it looked like it was annoying you."

I hop over the counter again and lift my bag of pastries, "Keep the change ma'am." I wave and watch as she waves back. I get on my bike.

Suddenly a portal opens below me and my bike and my self fall through it.

I land on my chest winding me and my bike falls next to me on its side.
I roll over and see the portal close. I'm in a old house.

I see a man lean over me, "Sorry about that I meant to open that in front of you not under."

I gasp, "Who the hell are you?"

He smiles, "Doctor Stephen Strange, sorcerer supreme and protector of the mystical realms...and you need no introduction young man. We need to talk."

"Great just what I wanted today, more weird shit going on," I cough as I stand up. I look over and noticed my bike was damaged from the fall. I point at it, "Man look at what you did to my bike!"

He holds up a hand and points at the bike, with the other he makes a circular motion going counter clockwise. The bike stands up and repairs itself. He looks at me and nods with a wink.

"Show off," I mutter under my breath.

"The true reason I summoned you was to inform you that there is another Ghost Rider, this particular one has been causing havoc in California, specifically in San Francisco. Good luck," he said. Before I could do anything he opened a portal and shoved me through it.

The portal closed, I look around. I am in some random Street in God knows where. Another portal opens and my bike appears. The portal closes.

I hear a roar, I look over my shoulder to see a Ghost Rider in an orange jumpsuit.

He throws a fireball straight at me, I dodge out of the way.

"WHAT THE HELL MAN, I'M A RIDER LIKE YOU!" I yell at him. He just laughs and throws another fireball at me this time I'm ready and I catch it in my hands. I absorbed the flames into my body.

"Okay, my turn," I mutter. My flesh begins to burn away and my skull is revealed, flames burning high to the sky. Time for the Riders to fight.

The other rider looks at me, he tilts his head to the side a bit and runs towards me, I run at him. The two of us clash fists in the middle creating a sonic boom. The glass windows around us shatter. We are both thrown back. But we fight once more.

I sling my chain at him, but he catches it. He pulls me in and close lines me knocking me to the ground. I roll over and get back up.

He was smarter, so I'd have to be quicker thinking. I throw my chain at him. Not just one end the whole thing. He catches it and looks down confused. By the time he looks up I hit him with my bike. He immediately falls to the ground.

I pick him up. I look into his eyes.

"Look into my eyes, your soul will burn for all eternity in hell,"  We say in unison.

Nothing happened, mustn't work on riders. I throw him back. He stumbles falls but gets back up. I run at him and crash my studded fist into his jaw, knocking off the jawbone completely. We both watched as it arched in the air and fell out of sight.

The other rider, instead of fighting me, stumbled towards where his jaw was. I see him bend down and pick it up once he attaches it again I see him open and close it a few times. He turns around to face me and I punch my hand through his rib cage.

He roars in pain and looks down, as do I. I punched right through and we could see what looked like lava seeping out. I feel my hand grasped around something. Like a ball. I tighten my grip and his flames begin to flicker. Then I pull my arm out of his chest. I am holding a glowing orb that looks like a sun.

The other rider drops to his knees, the flames die off and his flesh grows back revealing a bald caucasian man with a beard. He looks up and his eyes widen in horror.

I stand there with the orb in my hand. I can feel the raw power inside. My jaw opens wide and I swallow the orb whole. I can immediately feel the power pulsing through me.

I turned to look at the man, "Who are you human?"

He stammered, "Wesley, Issac sir. Death Row Inmate. I died this morning."

He looks around at all the damage and he covers his eyes  with his hands. He looks up at me, "He has more coming. You should know that." and out from his jumpsuit he pulls out a knife and before I could react he stabbed himself in the neck. Then he fell with a thump to the ground.

I roar into the air. Then I lift my chain off of the ground and began circling it around myself. The flames from the chain grew brighter. Then I disappeared from the scene. I needed to see a certain Doctor.