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Victor Sorombe a man at the age of 30 standing 6 ft with black hair and cold emerald eyes walks out of the court room a free man. This is third trial for rape and murder and as usual he pays the court off and walks away smiling. He has only been caught three times but I know for a fact that he has done this many times.
My name is Danny Ketch I share my body with my ancestor Noble Kale better known as Ghost Rider. Ever since being rejoined with Ghost Rider I can now see the sins of the guilty. We have come from New York to Miami for a new start. I am currently staying with my mother until I find a place of my own. It is my first week in the city and Ghost Rider has kept a low profile until tonight. Tonight we will show Mr. Sorombe the meaning vengeance.
8 PM I told mom I was going out for just a drive but she knows I'm out for more. I'm on my way to Mr. Sorombe's mansion and see what is waiting for Noble. Pulling up to mansion I see armed guards, security cameras, pit bulls, nothing Ghost Rider hasn't handled before. Looking into the window I see Sorombe looking out among the yard wearing an evil smile no doubt thinking about his victory at the trial. Tonight his evil will end.
Fire erupts around me melting off my skin, my clothes burn off as they are replaced by a black jacket and grey pants attached to black boots. I disappear into the void of darkness, and I appear. I am the Spirit of Vengeance and tonight I shall serve it.
My bike flies in through the gate alerting everyone I am here. People open fire on me trying to do any damage possible. I pull out my chain knocking the fools who challenge me out of the way. I stop at the front door climbing off my bike as I stare into the window. There I find the killer standing down staring at me in fear. Two large dogs come towards me barking viciously I turn my head towards them barking back laughing as they run away. My fist busts the door down as I walk in. Bullets fly at me trying to do their best to stop. There feeble attempts are useless against me. I charge forward continuing my attack at those who stand in my way. They make they're best attempts to stop me but yet all they see is failure. More guards stand in my way as I slowly walk up the stairs closing in on my quarry. Easily I cast them aside and move on. The doors to where Sorombe is burst open and I find him easily firing his gun foolishly. I take my chain knocking the gun out of his hand and slowly approach.
"Wait. Please here me out." The fool begs. "Look at this." Sorombe pulls out a brief case holding it up. "This is one million dollars all yours. Take it. If it's not enough I can get you more." I walk over to the brief case and take a stack of hundreds. Sorombe gives a sigh of relief as I look the money over. Then to his horror I burn the evil in my hand.
Sorombe drops the brief case and backs away in fear. "I have no use for such objects. I am on a mission of vengeance and you are my victim." Sorombe backs up to the wall in fear as I walk over to him grabbing by the shirt. "Look into my eyes." I command and he obeys. "Feel the burn of my penance stare." All the pain Sorombe has caused in the past comes flooding back making him feel what he has caused.
I drop the murder and head for my bike for it will be only a matter of time before the heroes of Miami show up and come for me. Riding down the street I continue my mission ready for what awaits our new dwelling." div