Rise of the Ghost Rider

by ShadyGotham

Jason Hope makes the fateful mistake of signing a deal with a mysterious man. Now he has lost his soul, and in its place is the dreaded Spirit of Vengeance. Jason must now find the mysterious man and end his curse, but dark forces are on the rise and a impossible choice that could save the world will have to be made.

2. Chapter 2

Rise of the Ghost Rider

By: ShadyGotham

Chapter 2- The Flame Within

Jason admired the XAVW. It now sat in an empty spot in the back corner of his garage. "I can't wait to ride you." Jason said as he covered the bike with an old tarp. "But that will have to wait until the end of the work day." He continued.

As the day went on, Jason saw more and more customers. By 1:00 he had seen more customers than he had ever seen in his 4 years of business. At around 2:00 Jason saw a familiar face pull up in her black 1969 Dodge Charger. The young woman stepped out of the car. She had long brown hair that shimmered as it moved. She seemed to have a natural beauty, she never needed makeup.

"Hey Jason." Grace said as she walked up to his garage. Grace had always kind of liked Jason. He was very well built with short, jet black hair that he always slicked back. "Hey Grace what brings you around my neck of the woods?" Jason asked. "I just got laid off at work so I figured I'd come hangout with you." She responded. "You got fired?! What the hell happened?" Jason asked, pausing on his work to give his full attention to her.

"The boss didn't think I had a good work ethic or some bullshit like that, so he fired me." She explained. Grace was on 28 years old and she had never managed to hold a steady job for more than a week. "Grace you got to get your shit together. What is this like the fifth job you've been fired from?" Jason said. "It's not my fault, there's just not any good jobs around here." She argued. "I'm just gonna move to LA when I'm 29 and get a good job there." Grace continued.

"Yeah, well good luck with that. I'm sure you'll find someone in LA who will accept a lazy alcoholic girl as an employee." Jason said. "Screw you man, you sound just like my father." Grace said angrily, as she walked back towards her car. "Hey why don't you just go ahead and give me the Charger! You won't be able to pay for it soon anyway!" Jason shouted. Grace turned and held up her middle finger. "Fuck You!" She yelled. She then got in the Charger and drove off away from Jason's shop.

Later, around 6:00, Jason began to close up his shop. He had planned to ride the XAVW after work, but he had suddenly got really tired around 5:30. "She'll be there in the morning." Jason said to himself as he walked past the bike.

Once he made it up to his bedroom, Jason didn't even bother to take off his clothes. He just collapsed on to his bed and fell into a deep sleep.