Rise of the Ghost Rider
By: ShadyGotham
Chapter 4- The Demon of Pitrock
Grace drove down the empty streets of Pitrock. It was around 1:00 in the morning and she was heading to her third bar of the night.
She was already having a hard time keeping her car on the road. Lucky for her most cops in Pitrock were either lazy or dirty.
As she was driving she noticed a couple of head lights behind her. As they got closer she could tell they were bikers. "Shit." She muttered. Grace slammed her foot down on the gas and the Charger began to quickly accelerate.
"Fuck! She's on to us!" One of the bikers yelled. The four bikers sped up in an attempt to catch up with Grace.
Grace's car was much faster than their bikes but unfortunately, Grace was in no condition to drive. She suddenly came up on a sharp turn and couldn't manage to make it. Her car went flying off the road and crashed into an old barn!
Grace opened the car door and fell to the ground. Her body ached with pain. She managed to stand to her feet and look back over at the Charger. Its front end was now stuck in the side of an abandon barn.
Suddenly the bikers pulled up to the crash site and surrounded Grace. They turned off their engines and began to walk towards her. "Stay the fuck back!" Grace shouted. "What's a matter Gracie? You not afraid of us are you?" One of the bikers said. "I'm not afraid of scum like you Butch." Grace said sternly. The Biker known as Butch frowned. "You better watch your pretty little mouth, or I'll cut it off." Butch threatened, pulling out a pocket knife.
"What the hell do you want?!" Grace demanded. "You know what we want girly. Your gonna give us back the car or we're gonna have a little fun with ya." Butch said with an evil grin. "Oh and since you crashed it your gonna have to pay for the damages." Butch added. "Come on Butch just let me borrow it for a couple more days. Then I can work up the money to pay for the damages." Grace pleaded. "Ya see that just isn't gonna happen. I'm the boss around these parts and when I want something I'm going to take it, no matter who is standing in my way." Butch said. He now stood right in front of Grace. Butch slowly caressed Grace's cheek with the edge of his knife.
Without warning a strange noise could be heard in the distance. It sounded unnatural and sent a cold shiver up Grace's spine. "What the hell was that?" One of Butch's lackeys asked. "There's something coming towards us off in the distance." Another biker said. Butch turned to see a bright orange light approaching them. "What the fuck is that?" Butch wondered out loud. As it got closer the men could make out what it was, the only problem was they couldn't believe what it was.
A creature with a flaming skull riding a burning bike drifted into a full stop just before the four bikers. It sat on its bike for a moment before slowly dismounting the vehicle. It stood before them and starred at each and every one of them. They just stood there, shocked at what stood before them.
Before any of them could react, the creature ran forward and grabbed one of the bikers! "Help, help!" The biker screamed as the flaming beast grabbed him by the neck. As its hand came in contact with the biker's neck, his skin began to burn. "Ahhhh!" The man yelled. "Fuck this!" Butch yelled. He threw Grace to the ground and ran back to his bike. The two other bikers did the same.
"Don't… Leave…. Me!" The man said as the creatures grip tightened around his throat. "LOOK INTO MY EYES." The creature commanded in a bone chilling voice. "YOUR SOUL IS STAINED BY THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT. FEEL THEIR PAIN!" the creature shouted. As the biker starred into the creatures dark eyes he began to witness every awful thing he did through the eyes of his victims. He watched as he was stabbed, beaten, run over, burned, and even raped over and over again. His eyes glazed over and became a solid black. The creature then released its grip on the man and he fell to the ground.
Once the Rider finished up with the man it looked around for the others but found them, and their bikes, gone. As it was about to track them down it heard the sound of someone silently weeping. It walked towards the source of the sound and found a young girl hiding inside a black Charger. The girl screamed as the Rider approached and her cries became more frantic. "Please don't hurt me!" She cried. The Rider looked through her very soul and then spoke. "INNOCENT." It then turned and walked back towards its bike. The girl watched as the creature got on its flaming motorcycle and sped off after Butch.
