Ghost Rider
The Devil's Mistress
Ch. 1: Mandatory Meeting
I saw him once before my mother died when I was sixteen. I was hoping he was staring at someone else but his gaze was right at mine. We just stared at each other for what seemed like the longest time, but I think it only lasted a few seconds. He was dressed in an elegant black suite, the kind that glows blue in the right light. He had a long white cane with him and his dark blonde hair was slicked back. I don't know why he chose me but all I knew was that he would come back for me soon. I broke the gaze first and when I looked back, of course, he was gone, just like in the movies. People had many names for him: The Devil, Lucifer, The Angel of death. My kind called him Mephistopheles.
My kind specifically is The Vampire. We all exist in a variety of sorts some of us have blue eyes, others red, green, black, and purple. Our kind is separated into different species by the color of our eyes. My mother was the leader of a blue-eyed species. Being her only female heir, I took her place at the adult age of eighteen, rather than sixteen when she died. My oldest brother took her place at twenty-one and was the only male leader for two years. My younger brother is the middle child and he wants nothing to do with being a leader. Every species has always experienced peace with the other until Blackheart appeared on mortal soil.
Unknown to his Father, he had been on Earth longer than he had realized and had gathered many followers. I never met Blackheart personally and frankly I didn't want to with that brief gaze I held with his Father years ago. Many wisely stayed away from Blackheart when it was quickly spread that the Ghost Rider was after him. Then, news quickly followed that he had been defeated and that the present Ghost Rider turned on Mephistopheles and was using his curse against him.
I was twenty-one when all of this occurred. Many of Blackheart's followers kept themselves together and went rouge, causing typical demon trouble, and making the Ghost Rider appear. Vampires could be classified as half-demons so to speak. We could only use our powers at night and walked as humans in daylight. Although, I and a few others were exceptions. My brothers and I inherited a special power that was passed down genetically from our Mother. We could use our powers in daylight and not only that with a quick glimpse of the color, we could adapt to become any species we liked. We could become any species we saw.
This power made us big targets to our enemies. It also made us a valuable prize as I would later find out. It was becoming the middle of summer when a dreaded feeling came over me. Of course, this feeling had to come when I was walking alone to my apartment. It was quite dark out, but there was not a person in sight. Something dark and powerful was watching me and I ran home as quickly as I could because I wanted no part of it. Of course like every city mine had dark alleys too, and I had to go down one to get to my building. I walked slowly and quietly down the long alley. I was almost there when I saw Him again. Right in front of me, with his fancy black suite, silver cane, slicked back hair, and his brown eyes staring at me.
"What do you want from me?" I asked as calmly as I could. He only responded by giving me sharp gaze and started to walk towards me. I didn't dare retreat because I knew he would block my path again. I stood there as calmly as I could, trying to hide my shaking.
"Hello Elisabeth." He said cool manner. He was about an arm's length away from me now. "You sure have grown up since the last time I saw you." He commented. I noticed that the head of the cane was actually a glass skull, which I thought was a nice touch actually.
"As I said before, what do you want from me?" I asked calmly, trying not to sound bold.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out." He replied in a slightly dark tone. Then I started to back away. "Oh, there's no reason to be afraid. I am certainly not going to hurt you right now." He mocked.
"Please stay away from me." I nearly begged.
"I'm sorry Elisabeth I can't do that. I never could, not with you or your Mother." He replied calmly again. I stiffened at that. What did he know about my mother, he certainly didn't kill her I saw her death before my eyes and the murderer had followed the same path as his victim years ago.
"I will make you stay way if you did something to her." I growled. He let out a small chuckle and had a smug expression as if to say "You can try all you like, but it won't work."
"I'm not here to talk about your Mother. True we had a history, but that is for another time. I am here to talk about you." He said, getting to the point. He walked forward and closed the distance between us. I started to back away again but he gently grabbed a strand of my hair, which was a very curly strawberry blonde. "You're very beautiful and very powerful." He explained, while his gloved hand ran over the strand before letting it go and his gaze returned to my eyes. "That makes you a powerful weapon to some people."
"Does that include you?" I had to ask.
"Not really. Surprising I know, but you know who I am, and you know I have far more powerful weapons than you." He replied.
"Like the Ghost Rider." I dared to say. I nearly jumped back into the wall, when his eyes narrowed, his face morphed into the outlines of his true from, and he let out a deep growl. Ever so quickly his face returned to his normal, handsome self. He chose to ignore my comment and quickly moved on.
"I can make you more powerful than any other of your rare kind. I know of your extreme gift and what if I could add one more color to you collection." He explained.
"Thanks but no thanks. I'm not stupid enough to make deals with the Devil himself." I nearly snapped.
"It's not that simple." He simply replied.
"Are you going to force me?" I nearly smirked.
"No, but I've been watching you for a long time. I've watched your whole life so far. I know how guilty you feel because you froze as your Mother was murdered. I know how angry you feel about your younger brother's cowardness. I know how frightened you are of me…even now" He said darkly, and this time he backed me up into the wall. I let out a tiny whimper. Yes, I was afraid of him, nobody messed with this dark angel, and if they did they never lived to tell about it.
"Please no." I whispered. I relaxed ever so slightly as his hand only reached for my hair again. I started to tremble again as his gloved hand reached my face and started to stroke my cheek.
"I want to be your mentor and you will be my student." He stated.
"Do I look like I have any choice?" I half joked. He gave a sly smile for his answer and his hand finally left my face.
"I'll be watching you like I always have. You may not believe but I was always on your side." He said a little more gentle then I imagined. He turned and left and I saw his from disappear into the shadows of the dark alley.
This is my first Ghost Rider story. I got an idea after seeing it again and just kept typing. It will get mature in later chapters. I'm big on bad guys so I wanted to focus on Mephistopheles. Johnny Blaze/ Ghost Rider doesn't appear for a while so please be patient with that. Please don't laugh my story into the deleted files, but all reviews are welcome. Hope you like it enjoy.
P.S. I don't own any Ghost Rider characters including Johnny Blaze/Ghost Rider, Blackheart, and Mephistopheles. They belong to Marvel. Elisabeth and her family are mine.