okay peoplese! time for a little me you time! plus i have to explain some things.
number 1: this is an old series i wrote before i ever really got into writing a lot of detail. back then i focused a lot on dialogue and in my opinion i still do.
number 2: some of the spelling "mistakes" are meant to show pronounciation and a way of speaking and are intentional. the rest are accidental.
and finally number 3: i'm very busy so i don't have the time to edit this the way i should. deal with it! i'm busy trying to get my house cleaned up and i'm also trying to write other series for quizilla! i can't do all that at once! and if you don't like it piss off somewhere else!
now time for the disclaimer!
Blackheart and other Ghost rider related characters are not the property of this writer but the property of their respective owners. the only things this writer owns are the pot, the original characters and her imagination.
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you and Blackheart rode into town. you were wondering where to get leather clothes when Blackheart veered off and steered his horse into a stripper store.
"a stripper store? you do realize that practically everything in there is for strippers?" you asked him.
"not everything," he answered and dismounted Blackheart (the horse).
he gestured for you to follow him inside. you sighed and followed him in reluctantly. you browsed the the items in a disgusted manner, wondering why women did this and wore such skimpy and hideous clothes when it wasn't necessary at all when Blackheart thrust a shiny black leather suit under your nose. you instinctively pulled back and krinkled your nose.
"don't look at it like that. put it on," he said handing you the suit.
seeing as you had little choice, you took the suit, letting a disgusted sound leave your lips and headed for the change rooms. once inside, you checked it for hidden cameras. satisfied that there were none, you put on the suit and studied it in the mirror. it looked just like the suit Halle Berry wore in Cat Woman. as you were studying it, Blackheart opened the change room door, looking miffed. you looked at him, then down, at the mirror, and finally back at him.
"GET OUT!!!" you screamed at him.
"no. that's perfect. you buying it now hurry up and come on!" he said in a demanding tone.
"you are ordering me?" you asked, your voice lowering.
that's the weird thing about you. when your mad, your voice lowers instead of rises.
"you think that just because Mephistopheles put us together to do a job means you can boss me around? think again Blackheart. i don't take kindly to men ordering me. no man bosses me around! especially you! now stop acting like a child and GET OUT!!!" you said, your voice cold and hard like ice.
"you WILL buy this or else!" he said.
"or else what? you'll beat me? go ahead. i dare you! oh, that's right! you can't. your no more than child with a temper. that's right. your a brat who wants his own way at all times. you won't get any special treatment from me, boy!" you hollered at him.
at that moment you had never been so angry. you pushed him out and took off the leather suit and put your own clothes back on. when you stepped out of the change room, Blackheart was waiting for you. he looked furious. he walked up to you calmly and slapped you. hard. you were knocked back against the change room door. you were in shock. you had been hit. your eyes started to water from the pain.
"you will not talk back to me, understand?" he near shouted.
"i understand. i understand that you are more of a monster than your brother and father combined. the same goes for my own family. i really thought you were different from them. your just the same as them and i hate you!" you said looking at him with hollow eyes. he looked at you and his blue eyes widened in shock.
"Serena. your face. it's turning black and blue," he said, concern coloring his voice.
"no thanks to you!" you spat, venom in your voice.
Blackheart reached for you but you threw the suit at him and stormed off. you jumped on Blaze and grabbed Blackheart's reins. you rode back to the ranch and ran into the house. you ran into your room and locked the door. you walked into your bathroom and looked in the mirror. Blackheart was right. the whole side of your face was black and blue. and it was swelling. you heard someone come in through the front door.
"Serena? are you here?" you recognized the voice as Mephistopheles' voice. you left the bathroom and opened your room door.
"yes. i'm here," you called.
you walked into the living room. Mephistopheles was sitting in an easy chair looking at a newspaper. when he looked up, he audibly gasped. he saw your bruised cheek.
"who did this to my rider?!? who?!?" he demanded.
"Blackheart did. all because i wouldn't buy that ratty leather suit he wanted me to," you said coldly.
at that moment, Blackheart decided to walk into the house.
"hello father," he said.
"BLACKHEART! how dare you strike my rider?!? you have no right to do so! if you do such a thing again, i will destroy you!" he bellowed.
"i understand father," Blackheart answered meekly.
you watched this exchange and you couldn't help but feel sorry for was exactly how your father would yell a you if you fought back against your brothers.
"you will never lay a hand on her like that again! do you hear me?!?" Mephistopheles roared.
"i hear you father," Blackheart answered.
"good. now what is this i hear about a ratty leather suit?"
"it was something like what Halle Berry wore in Cat Woman," you said. "trust me, that suit was ratty."
"i'll take you word for it," sais Mephistopheles, taking his seat again. you sat down in your love seat and Blackheart sat next to you.
"now Serena. we need to find you a decent uniform. try this," he said, making a leather suit appear out of thin air.
"wow. at least with this i won't look like a bloody stripper," you said, making a point to stress the word stripper in Blackheart's direction. you took the suit and went to your room to change into it.
