The Rider on the Bus
Ryan was pissed, and so was the Rider. "We need to get off the bus." The Rider said. "Yeah, I know." Ryan replied, "Well, then get off you're fat ass and do it!" The Rider screamed, he had only been in control for an hour or two at most last time and there was still so much work to do, if the CareTaker hadn't met with them, he would be burning a trail across the United States, punishing those wherever he went.
"I'd rather have a fat ass than a bony ass like you." Ryan shot back, standing up as he did so. "Hey, sit down kid!" The Bus driver yelled to him, "Can you please stop the bus for a minute, sir?" Ryan asked respectfully. He didn't like it, he never liked people in authority, especially if they didn't earn the position, or if they were rude because of their position, like this Bus driver seemed to be.
"Why?" the bus driver asked suspiciously, "Because I get motion sickness, and I feel like I'm gonna throw up." Ryan said, lying through his teeth. "A Ghost Rider getting motion sickness? You better become a better liar than that kid, otherwise the whole world will eat you apart, piece by price." The bus driver told him, then continued to say "I can't believe you actually thought I'd buy that, kid! That's probably the stupidest thing I've ever heard!" He was laughing now, hard.
The whole bus seemed to vibrate in amusement at him. "Oh, So you know about my condition huh?" Ryan asked, all innocence he was faking before was gone. Before the Contract, he could never be considered intimidating, he was the joker in his group of friends, always ready to talk his way into and out of trouble, because people would kick his ass if he tried any other way, but now it was different, he had lost whatever it was about him that told people he was physically harmless, and it was replaced by something darker, he could still be the same kid if he wanted, and it's proven handy at times, but he was getting to the point he was starting to enjoy threatening assholes who got in his way.
"Yeah kid, I know all about it. You're gonna be one of the first we've gotten in this new program in school we're starting, And you can stop the whole "I'll kick your ass" thing you got going, Right now, You're on MY ride, and you will sit your ass down!" the Bus driver stated, raising his voice toward the end. As if in response, the bus shaked a bit again, unnoticeable to anyone who didn't experience it, but also proving a point to Ryan a point that said "I can end you. So sit down."
As Ryan was sitting back down, he decided to take a quick look around the bus, noticing it was just him and two other teens, a Japanese boy who was staring at him with surprise, and a Girl who looked to be sixteen, and an very mature looking girl. She was Brunette, Brown eyes, just like the japanese boy, and she was wearing a Cowgirl hat, and from what Ryan saw, looked to be VERY Grown up, though there was no way to tell just how well without being a perv. Ryan did notice a cowgirl hat, and cowgirl boots, so Ryan figured an American, probably from the more southern states. Just by looking at her Ryan could tell she was used to getting what she wanted, she probably just had to flash her cleavage and poof! It was hers. She was a hot girl, and she knew it, giving off a " I'm pretty so screw you!" vibe.
After the Rider grew tired of hearing all Ryan's observations about this girl he set the boy back on track, asking him if he could hear their motorcycle anywhere, because it should be following them unless CareTaker dealt with that too. Ryan listened and heard it right away, it was a few cars back, trying to be as inconspicous as a Bike driving without a rider could be.
Ryan was about too open the window when the Bus driver calmly said, " You can talk to your bike later, right now just sit down and enjoy the trip." Every word that came from his mouth was... creepy, that was the only word Ryan could come up with, he didn't know what to make of this guy, He knew what he was, but he wasn't afraid or anything, he just brushed him off. Like he was just a rowdy student on his weird bus that was definitely not like other busses.
That led to more questions, what was this school like? And the bus driver said that he was "one of the first" for some new thing for this school, being the first meant there were probably going to be others. Others? Other Ghost Riders? Other Americans? Other possessed people? He had no idea and that bugged him.
"We should not stay at the school." The Rider said, knowing Ryan was considering staying at the school already. "There is so much suffering in the world that I cannot stand it. It causes me pain, for this much suffering to be in this world." "Yeah,Yeah." Ryan absently said, he was too busy thinking about all the possibilities of this new school.
The Ghost Rider sighed. He knew Ryan was not going to pay attention to anything until either his questions are answered, or until something just as interesting managed to get his attention. The Rider would admit to his own curiosities, but also knew, he had a job to do, obligated to him by the contract, but wait, wasn't the contract changed?
If what the CareTaker said was true, then he might not actually have to do is duty. No, He knew he would, it was after all what he was made for, but maybe there was a way to reduce the pain, well it wasn't really a pain, the feeling it gave him, depending on the severity of the sin, was an annoying itch that could not be scratched, like Ryan was, to a gut wrenching pain that needed to be answered immediately, like the school shootings.
For each Sin committed, he cried out in pain, only for it to be reduced, but never subside, if the sinners kill themselves or die before he could reach them, leaving the pain there forever, because there was no way, besides going down to hell, to punish the wicked himself and avenge the innocent.
Although now that Mephisto held no power over him, maybe he could go to down to hell now. A trip to Hell really wasn't difficult for those who knew the way. The Rider smiled gleefully, as he thought about it, going into hell to finally scratch this itch he has been feeling for all his targets who took the cowards way out.
Thinking about his pain he noticed it was not as potent as before, he still felt all the sins being committed but it wasn't pain any more, he could just feel them. It didn't feel bad or good, it didn't feel pleasurable or painful, it just felt. He was aware of where sinners were, but that was it. It was just knowledge with no pain. He figured the powers that be were still settling parts of this new contract of the Ghost Riders and that's why things were still changing with him.
He heard his motorcycle just outside his bus window and tried to make Ryan unconsciously look at it, succeeding, he looked at his beautiful bike longingly, he'd rather ride himself to this school than be driven there, that would at least make this whole ordeal tolerable, but he wasn't. He was on the strange Bus drivers even stranger ride, and so he would obey, as he would expect anyone riding with him on his ride to do. He looked to the bus driver again, and found that he couldn't see anything about him, he usually got a sense of whether people had good or bad energy, it emanated from them like light from a lantern, but not him, it was like someone put a thick blanket over it, completely hiding the light, leaving nothing to read.
It was boggling to the Rider, noticing that his mind was starting to wander, he stopped a moment and decided to focus on things in their surroundings, reading the words on the billboards and buildings as they passed by. There were advertisements for different beverages and foods, movies that had come out recently and a various assortment of other things that were odd, and some were downright disturbing. "These certainly are a strange people." The Rider said to himself.
"Yeah, it certainly is different from back home, huh?" Ryan said, surprising the Rider, recovering quickly he said "Oh, so you finally decide to talk to me, now? Oh bless you that you deem me worthy to have a conversation with thee."
"Oh, like you're one to talk, I've been trying to ask you a question for like five minutes now." Ryan told him. "Oh...Well I must be picking up you're bad habits." "No kidding, I think we spend too much time together." Ryan joked.
The Rider would've rolled his eyes if he had any, so finding no other alternative, he tried to roll Ryans. "Nice try, I get the point." Ryan stated, preventing him from even the slightest bit of control. Growling, The Rider, defeated in his endeavors of control simply asked "What are your questions?"
Ryan, getting excited, said "Ooh, ok! Uh... how can you translate everything?" "You're just asking this now? You've had several conversations in their language already." The Rider stated. "I was busy, trying to get us out of this, if you don't remember, now please answer the question." Ryan shot back, throwing a strategic "please" in there, he knew that the Rider enjoyed when Ryan showed him the respect he "deserved" and that this was the best way to get him to answer his question.
"Well," The Rider began smugly, pleased to see the boy still knows respect, "What is a Ghost Rider? It is a spirit of vengeance fighting to avenge the spilt blood of all the innocent in this world, and in some instances, other worlds, as such we know all languages that are to be found, but only instinctually, as the translating is done solely for the benefit of the host, and we ourselves do not possess the knowledge, we simply just hear a word, and we know what that word is." Rider finished his answer just as the bus took a turn into a tunnel, due to their conversation, neither noticed the weird energy that surrounded it, completely invisible to those who don't know what they're looking at.
Ryan was fascinated by everything he heard, he had never been much of a book reader when it came to learning, he prefered hearing it than reading it, his mind soaked up the knowledge more that way. Hearing the Rider's answer only spurred him to ask more questions, but the Rider cut him off, simply saying "No more questions."
"What?! Why?!" Ryan asked, confused. " Because I just realized it is your fault we are in this mess." "How is it my fault!?" "You wanted to talk to the old man, I wanted to kill those that murdered innocents, I don't think this would be happening if we did what I want." Ryan listened to The Spirits answer and couldn't believe what he was hearing.
He started getting mad because he couldn't really think of a good response. He didn't believe this was his fault, but he could not put the words together to defend himself. " It's not my fault." Ryan said, knowing if the Rider really wanted to argue he would tear his defence to pieces.
"Of course not." The Rider said, in triumph. Finally noticing that they weren't surrounded by the sun and sky anymore, they looked around inside the tunnel they were driving through, and could tell it was not what it appeared to be, they were traveling somewhere else, and they weren't gonna end up on the other side of the tunnel, they could sense an odd energy all around, interacting with the bus and it's inhabitants, it seemed to skip over the Japanese boy for some reason, and both the Rider and Ryan thought that was strange and they were definitely going to have to investigate this school.
Finally seeing light they leaned forward to get a better look, only for the bus driver to tell Ryan to sit down. "This sucks. I haven't been bossed around this much since middle school." Hearing the Rider's laughter at his situation didn't help either.
A/N: Hey Everybody, sorry it took a while to update this chapter, I've been busy with christmas, and then I had some problems with my internet connection, but I'm back now, and hope to have another update soon, also sorry that this chapter is a little bit shorter than the last two, but I decided that I should hurry and post a new chapter. Next chapter will properly introduce Tsukune and Moka, also gonna introduce another OC (Brunette girl on the bus) named Michelle. I do not own any thing except for for my two OC's.
To Chaos Hexus: Um... I'm glad you enjoy the story? lol
To Demons Anarchy: Yes, the hellfire is used to change anything the Ghost Rider want's, this would include gun's if the CareTaker would let him keep any long enough for him to use them, It also is used on the clothes The Rider doesn't deem "Badass" enough for him to wear so he changes them, it definitely does work on his chain, as that's how he took down the last gunman in ch. 2, this story does take place at the beginning of season 1, and to answer your last question, Tsukune will definitely be in this story, and to answer your other last question, Yes, I am planning on pairing Ryan with Kurumu, but Rosario Vampire is a harem story so I might make a bit of a harem for him. (Haven't decided yet. Might make a poll for it.)
Anyway, please keep reading, reviewing, and enjoying! until next time!