Okay let me just start and say welcome readers! This is my first time ever trying to write a fanfiction. Please be nice I hope to get better as I go along with this. So I have recently seen Ghost Rider Spirit of Vengeance, and even though it has been getting some bad ratings lately. I actually enjoyed it! It was better than the first, which I enjoyed too by the way. It went in a darker tone just like the directors said they would take it, and I loved the feeling of how the ghost rider was like an entity. Just to let everyone know I have never read any of the ghost rider comics. The only thing I really know about the character is from the two movies. So I will probably be looking up as much information about the character as I can, and if any of you read or know some info about the character please let me know. I will be using the Johnny Blaze/ghost rider version, and in this story Johnny is around twenty four or twenty five. I am also bringing an OC into this story instead of using Roxanne Simpson, one of the few characters I really didn't like in the first movie. And one last thing I am going to use reference from the game Marvel vs. Capcom 3 for the ghost rider's look and a little bit from the second movie. Okay, I'm done babbling now so enjoy!
A sigh escaped through Abby's lips for about the twelfth time tonight. She was constantly checking the clock on the far side of the wall of the dinner. Her shift was almost over and she was dying to leave and get away from her dick of a boss. Abby has just about had enough from her job; she was close today from throwing food on a couple of customers for grabbing her ass. Her boss was just a dick to her and every other worker in the dinner. He constantly told her how useless she was as a waitress. Most of the time she took his hateful criticism and did the best job she could; she needed the money so she could finally leave this town.
Too many bad memories were here, and she didn't know how long it would be before He came back. Abby quickly shook her head to clear her thoughts; she doesn't need to be thinking about those kinds of memories. She can't afford to relive it, not here, not ever.
"Hey Abby order up,"
Abby turned and saw Bubba sticking his head from the kitchen window, with a steaming plate of french fries and the dinners famous double bacon cheeseburger. Bubba was one of the few coworkers she worked with she loved, and could have a conversation with. Abby quickly took the order and gave it to the customer.
Abby looked at the clock again, and saw that her shift was finally over. She untied her apron and walked to the back of the dinner to throw it in the bin where all the dirty aprons went. Abby went and headed over to the cabinet and grabbed her purse. She fished out her keys and went over to the kitchen to tell Bubba goodnight.
"Hey, I'm leaving my shifts over," Abby said poking her head inside the kitchen giving Bubba a big smile.
"Okay, sweetheart you be careful out there tonight crime is getting worse these days in this town," Bubba said flipping over a few burgers on the grill.
"I will tell the kids I said hi okay," Abby said. She would often offer to babysit Bubba's two kids, Cary and Jack. Cary at the age of four and Jack two years older than his little sister; they would bounce up and down and scream for joy whenever Abby came over. Grabbing a hold of her pants leg screaming for her to come and play with them.
Abby left the dinner after that in a hurry so she wouldn't run into Lance her boss. God did she hate him. Abby was never the type of person to really hate anyone, but it was like Lance was constantly trying to make her life a living hell.
Abby walked outside and headed to the employees side of the parking lot. She climbed into her red convertible mustang; that her parents gave to her for a graduation present a few years back. Her parents offered to get her a car for graduation as long as she could make the payments on it; and she hasn't missed one yet.
Abby checked the time and it was only just past eight o' clock. She had time to head over to the gym for a little while before she headed home.
Lucky for Abby the gym was only about two minutes away from the dinner and not far from the apartment complexes she lived at. Abby always put her gym bag with a pair of clean clothes to work out in whenever she went to work. Some nights like this she had time to kill and work out for about an hour while other nights she would be stuck at the dinner working a double shift, and wouldn't be home till one or two in the morning.
The gyms bright neon sign was in view now as Abby turned into the parking lot. She turned off the car and pulled the keys from the ignition.
Abby walked in and waved to the girl working at the front desk tonight. She went over to the locker room to change out of her work clothes. Pulling out a pair of loose cotton shorts and a tank top; she went straight to a punching bag to relive some stress from work.
Most of the time she would come here to let off some steam from work, but really it was to help prepare herself when that time was coming when he would be coming for her. She would be ready when that time came. She tried not to think about it, but Abby knew deep down no matter where she went or how far she could run he would find her somehow.
Abby started to punch the bag even harder thinking of the dark memories of her past. She gritted her teeth while she punched even harder. Picturing his face for a brief second she punched the bag as hard as she could sending the bag swinging back and forth.
Abby stood there concentrating on her breathing trying to calm her racing heart. She placed her head in her hands, "Calm yourself down Abby; you haven't seen him in years. You don't even know if he really is coming back," She kept telling herself over and over, even though it was a lie she knew he was coming.
Abby wiped sweat from her brow and left to lift weights for a little while before she would call it quits and head home.
Abby quickly changed out of her sweaty gym clothes and put them in her bag and headed back to her car. It was now ten o' clock Abby was dying to get home now and get a much needed shower. Her feet were killing her from work and her knuckles were a little sore for overdoing it with the punching bag.
Abby was grateful that the apartment complexes she lived at were on the decent part of town, far away from the crime sprees that have been picking up recently. Another good reason for her to pack up everything and leave this place.
Abby pulled into the apartment parking lot and pulled out the keys to her home. She lived on the first floor which she was happy about. Abby would hate to climb stairs on nights when she had to work double shifts; her feet probably wouldn't make it up three stairs.
She unlocked her door and her dog Damien was there to greet her as usual. The big Doberman pincher was whining for his owner to let him outside so he could go and take care of his business.
"Okay, okay," Abby said pushing Damien off of her as she opened the door letting the dog run over to the grass area in front of the apartments. Abby stood and waited by the door making sure Damien didn't go wondering off down the street.
Damien finished and came running back to Abby's side. She let him back inside, dropping her purse on the counter as she headed for her bedroom. She stripped her jeans off and her shirt with the dinner's logo printed on the back.
One thing she was happy about that Lance really didn't have uniforms for the workers just as long as they wore a t shirt from the dinner. Abby always hated wearing uniforms especially in high school.
She slipped into the bathroom for a quick shower to scrub off the felling of serving greasy food all day; and sweat from her work out earlier.
Abby slipped on a big t shirt to sleep in; picked up her dirty clothes and threw them in the hamper in her bedroom. Damien came in her bedroom whining at her. Abby smiled at her spoiled dog knowing exactly what he wanted.
She walked back into the kitchen with Damien trailing behind her. She pulled the bag full of dog biscuits from the pantry. Damien immediately starting jumping up and down with his bobbed tail wiggling. Abby held up the biscuit for the dog to see waiting for him to calm down and sit. The dog sat down and cocked his head to the side; Abby just laughed and gave him the treat.
Abby went around her home checking to make sure the door and all the windows were locked up tight. She drew in the curtains and turned off all the lights and crawled into bed. Abby heard Damien enter her bedroom and settle down for the night on his pillow by the foot of the bed. Abby rolled to her side and pulled the covers closer to her face and let her eyelids slip shut.
Johnny could feel the pull of the rider wanting to take over. He's been holding it off for a while now, but he knows he can't hold it in any longer. Johnny's whole body begins to burn as his flesh is scorched away and left with nothing but bone.
The rider gives out a roar as he is released and increases his speed down the road. The rider can feel evil coming from a town up a head. Souls tainted with nothing but sins. His hell cycle roars louder as he speeds down the road.
Lights are seen in the distance as a town comes into view. The rider growls as he can feel the evil radiating from one side of the town. The rider pulls out his chain ready to punish the ones who caused the innocent pain.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Rider I am just writing this for fun. I know the first chapter is short and boring, but it is only the first chapter so please bear with me I am new at this.
Please review and let me know what you think so far!
