Chapter Two, hope you all enjoy it.
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Harry needed to get away from the wedding preparations, so while Molly Weasley was distracted he slipped away. Thinking quickly he ducked into the chicken coop, with his back to the door he slowly slid down it until he was sitting on the ground with his face in his hands. He removed his glasses and placed them on the ground next to him, and massaged his face to remove some of his stress. After a few minutes he reached to his side and raised his glasses to his face.
At the other end of the coop, leaning against the wall, was the remains of Sirius' motorbike. While it was mostly in one piece it was wrecked completely, as he watched it a pipe fell off the engine to clatter to the ground. With a tired groan he got to his feet, brushed the dirt off of his pants, and walked over to the bike. He crouched near the bike and picked up the pipe, he stood to his feet and examined the pipe, turning it over in his hands. He sat on the seat of the bike, looking over the pipe in one hand, while leaning on the gas tank with his other hand.
Beneath his hand a glowing rune seal started to appear, it glowed dimly for a few seconds before disappearing. A storm started outside suddenly, the wind started blowing with great force, the rain started pounding on the roof of the coop. With a sigh Harry stood to his feet, stretching out a bit.
"Might as well head back to the house, they're probably going crazy wondering where I am." As he moved towards the door it was suddenly thrown open by the wind, Harry's eyes widened, and in the doorway stood a tall man silhouetted by a flash of lightning. As the man stepped in and the lightning dispersed the mans features were revealed.
Midnight black hair, pale skin, red eyes, and a blood red three piece suit under a black trench coat. His slim form made him look even taller as he adjusted his coat and closed the coop door. He smoothed back his hair before opening his mouth to speak. Harry quickly reached to his back pocket to pull out his wand, but froze at the sound of the mans dark gravelly voice.
"Stop, or I'll turn you inside out in the seconds it takes you to pull out that wand." The mans eyes started to glow malevolently. "I'm not here to hurt you," He leaned against the wall of the coop. "In fact I'm here to help you." His mouth widened into a smirk showing sharpened white canine teeth that gleamed in the lightning. "Now take a seat so we can talk civilly." Harry slumped back onto the seat of the motorbike again. "Alright, now onto explanations." He reached into his coat and pulled out an ornately carved wooden pipe and placed it in his mouth. At Harry's strange look he spoke. "I wanted to try something new." He lifted a finger to the pipe and with a single flick it lit. The man breathed in through the pipe, and out through his nose releasing a thick red cloud of smoke. Harry's eyes widened in disbelief. The man removed the pipe from his mouth and spoke.
"I am a sort of Deal Broker, I am known as Mephisto, when you placed your hand on the rune seal your magic activated it and summoned me." He gestured with his head toward the gas tank, Harry looked down at his hand on the gas tank, beneath was a glowing seal. "Originally created to seal a demon, I changed it to summon me when activated, and offer whoever activated it a deal." He took a draw from his pipe and once more released a red cloud. "Your soul for the power to protect your friends and," He inhaled, and released a red cloud of smoke once more. "Destroy Voldemort." Harry stared at him incredulously.
"Are you serious?" Mephisto inhaled and exhaled a cloud of red smoke.
"Deadly." With a wave of his hand his pipe disappeared into red vapor, and in its place appeared a parchment scroll. It unrolled to reveal intricate glowing red writing. "This contract details all provisos in the agreement, in exchange for your immortal soul, you will be given the power of the demon within the rune seal on the bike." He nodded his head towards said bike. "This power will allow you to protect your friends from harm and destroy Voldemort." Harry was apprehensive, here was some all powerful being offering him incredible power for his soul, there had to be some kind of catch. "No catch, just your soul, you can live a nice long healthy life, only when you die does your soul become mine. Like I'm... leasing your soul to for an indeterminate amount of time. All you have to do... is sign."
It was too good to be true, but Harry knew this might be the only way to defeat Voldemort, realistically he knew he didn't stand a chance against someone as powerful as Voldemort. In the opposite hand of Mephisto appeared a black quill with a wicked sharp point. Harry reached out to take the quill and when he was in range Mephisto quickly stabbed the quill into Harry's index finger. With a yelp Harry jerked his hand back sending blood flying into the air, and splashing onto the contract. Harry watched as the blood moved down to the signing line forming his name out of the blood. Outside while the storm reached a fever pitch and the wind started howling, Mephisto smiled.
"There we go, now all you have to do is place your hand on the seal, and you'll gain the power of Zarathos." Harry rubbed his finger as he glared at Mephisto but did as he told, causing the seal to glow brightly. The heat from the glowing seal transferred into his palm, then started spreading up his arm to the rest of his body. Slowly but surely the heat started to become more intense. Mephisto's smile grew into a menacing grin. "That warmth you feel, it's your body catching on fire." Harry started to panic. "Oh no, don't worry, this means the power you want is just settling." Suddenly Harry raised his head and started to scream in pain as patches of his skin started to burn and catch fire, turning to ash in seconds.
The scream started to slowly become a roar, almost overpowering the howl of the wind. Within minutes his hair and skin had become ash leaving behind the flame covered untouched white skeleton of Harry Potter. The roar stopped leaving the demon standing there with clenched fire covered bone fists. It lowered its head as the hollow eyes sockets focused on Mephisto grinning in triumph.
"My... Ghost Rider, hopefully this one won't turn on me." The latter part of the sentence said in sotto. The almost mindless Rider not paying attention. "Now your first assignment is to track down a low level demon that escaped my dimension that goes by the name of Reznak, track him down and kill him. After that do whatever you want for the rest of the night, fight crime, save babies, whatever." As Mephisto raised his hand to prepare a transportation spell he looked the Rider over and stopped. He sighed in exasperation and instead waved his hand. "You'll need to wear something more intimidating."
Without ceremony the Rider's clothes changed from slacks, tennis shoes, and t-shirt to black leather pants, black biker boots, a black leather jacket with three metal spikes on each shoulder over a black shirt, and black gloves with spikes around the wrists. "There we go." Nodding appreciatively, he watched the Rider move over to the bike and place his hands on it. With a screech of protesting metal the bike started to piece itself together, as the bike became whole the light on the front came on, the engine started with a demonic roar, and the tires burst into flame.
The Rider swung his leg over and sat astride the bike, with a roar from the bike and the Rider, the back tire spun propelling the bike through the wall before rising into the sky leaving behind a flaming trail in the air. Mephisto chuckled.
"This is going to be good." With a wave of his hand he repaired the surrounding area, leaving no trace of Rider or bike. Mephisto began to fade away into vapor while chuckling with a grin on his face.
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