okay, hello everyonses! this is my very first story to be published on . it's short i know, but the thing is, when i first wrote it for , i didn't care how short it was as long as i got the idea written down in story format. i wrote this story after watching "Ghost Rider" and getting a pretty big crush on Blackheart (which is why i called this series Black Velvet) and i thought i should write something about him, seeing as there really wasn't much to find to read about him. i really hope you enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it (especially since i had to read this over again and kick myself for making it so f**king short!) and dn't forget to r+r please!
it was a warm summer day. it was a great day for riding. your name is Serena Bettany and your a champion horse rider. you are the second best rider in the entire world, second only to Ian Miller. you went out to your stables one day to saddle Blaze, your horse. his color was fiery red and he had brilliant sapphire blue eyes. you were peacefully brushing his coat when the air got freezing cold and Blaze started to get really nervous. you looked around your stables and only then did you notice the form of a man standing in the entrance way to the stables.
"who in the name of god is you?" you called.
you heard a sharp intake of breath.
"do not speak that name in front of me girl! it burns!" the man said.
"why?" you asked.
"i'm pure evil" was his answer.
"ah, so i gues that's why Blaze is acting so nervous," you said. "what you say your name was?"
"i didn't. i am Mepistopholes," he said.
"hey! ain't Mephistopholes the name of the devil in Faust?" you asked.
"yes. that's me," he said.
"so what the bloody hell do you want?" you asked.
"i want you to be my ghost rider. will you accept?" Mephistopholes asked.
"oh hell no! why?" you asked.
"here's what i'll do: i'll make you a deal. i'll help you wth your ranch, and you can be my ghost rider in return," he said.
"hmm. would you scare the shit outta my parents, too?" you asked.
"yes," replied Mephistopholes.
"and me brudders?" you askd.
"absolutely" was his reply.
"but why would you want me to do that?"
"they've been nothing but cruel to me. they think that to be successful at anything you gotta be a feller. but that ain't true. a woman can do just as much as a man some things they can do better. will ya do that fer me?" you asked.
"yes i will, as long as we have a deal," he said.
"alright. we have an accord," you said, giving your hand for a handshake.
instead, he passed you a scroll.
"what the hell is this?" you asked.
"the contract that you will sign," Mephistopholes said.
"ah," you said before you got a papercut and a drop of blood fell on the doted line.
"that will do. i'll just take this and go do some scaring," he said, taking the contract.
before he left, he turned back to face you.
"your first assignment will be to destroy my son Damien. i'll be sending the youngest of my two sons to help you. his name is Blackheart. i trust you'll get some sense knocked into him," he said.
"oh garaunteed!" you said.
with that, he left the stables and disappeared into thin air. you just stood there staring after him. finally you just shook your head and went back to grooming Blaze. you decided you were going to excersize him. you saddled him and rode out of the stables and to a well traveled path that led to a natural spring. you always loved heading to that spring. it was so cool and clean and untouched by all humanity. well, all humanity except for you of course. once you got there, you hopped off Blaze and removed his briddle.
"there you go buddy boy. drink up. that was a long ride. you deserve a little break after all that," you said as you placed a hand on his neck.
Blaze whinnied in response. Blaze walked over to the Spring and began to drink. you sat back against a large rock and relaxed and watched birds fly over head. suddenly you sat blot upright. there was a terrible chill in the air. it was a demon chill. you looked around and saw ... you'll have to read the next chapter to find out who it was!
