Chapter 8
Summary: After his little brother ended up in a hospital, Shawn Kaijira was willing to do anything to ensure that he walks out unscathed. Even if it meant selling his soul. Which he happened to do. But as always, there's a price. With his brother, Issac Kaijira, fully healed, he must become something else to to fulfil his promise. He must become the new Spirit of Vengeance!
(A/N: Rated T for death, swearing and teenagers)
(Story Begin)
Shawn rarely expresses his emotions. He's usually laid back, and has a carefree vibe. But when he's showing more emotion than usual, assume something's wrong.
When he's sad, he'll try to make you smile. When he's happy, he'll smile even more. Even when he's afraid, he'll have a wolfish grin on his face.
But no ones really seen what happens when he's angry. And you have to ask yourselves, what would happen if someone like Shawn is angry?
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Shawn zoomed down the highway on his gothic Harley Davidson at speeds impossible for the human eye can see. The wheels were slowly catching fire, leaving a small trail of fire every few minutes.
It's been three hours since he riding from Happy Harbor to San Vengaza. Three hours since he last had contact with any of his friends and brother. And three hours since he used his Penance Stare on the super clone.
Growling at the thoughts, he skids to a halt in front of a house, reaching his destination. He reached the front door and twisted the knob.
*SNAP*
The handle snapped off, but Shawn didn't care. He walked past Lucifer, who was reading a book on his couch.
"I've never felt such anger from one person" the Devil of Christianity says not looking up from his book, "don't you think you're overreacting?"
Shawn ignored him and walked to the black door that lead to the 'Archive of the Riders' as he dubbed it. He opens it and steps into the elevator.
As it goes down, Shawn slowly tries to calm himself down and sink himself into his mind.
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Shawn opens his eyes to find himself in his mindscape, a large black space. Here, Shawn can release whatever tension or problem he had here. It wouldn't do much since he would only be here for a few minutes, but it'll be enough for him to think clearly.
"Hmph, I was wondering when you would show up"
The teen's eyes widened in shock as turned around to confront the voice in his head. Before him was a grey ball of flames wrapped around by dozens of chains.
"Don't give me that dumb, cow eyed look" the fireball flashed everytime it spoke, "you knew I was here. Ever since you've had that key chain"
"You know, out of all the riders I've been with, you are by far the worst Ghost Rider I have ever been with"
Shawn got annoyed with the Spirit of Vengeance and prepares to leave his mindscape. However, before he could fade away, a chain wrapped around his body.
Shawn tries to break free, but soon more wrapped around him.
Several chains later, he was burned by the chains everytime he tried to break free. But before Shawn could scream out in anger and pain, Zarathos sent him out the mindscape, leaving the fireball all alone.
The ball of fire wrapped in chains stayed silent for a moment before groaning out loud, "Why didn't I possess him then?!"
'Whatever this kid is...it's dangerous to everyone around him. Humans, Angles, Demons...Gods even?' the piece of Zarathos thought to itself before glowing brighter, as if excited.
"And it WILL me mine! HEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHA!"
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Shawn's eyes opened revealing a red hue in his piercing black eyes. As he did the lights in the elevator flickered on and off, as did the rest of the house.
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Lucifer noticed the building shaking, before shaking his head, "Shawn"
In a flash, he was in the archives, only to see a few things missing; two revolvers, two hunting knives, and two stacks of shurikens.
The Devil of Christianity looked to see the exit opened, revealing a large set of stairs. In another flash, he appears outside the house to try and stop Shawn from leaving only to find a trail of flames leading to a grey portal slowly closing.
Lucifer ran a hand through his grey hair muttering, "I hope you know what your doing Mephistopheles. An angry martial artist can kill a whole army if wanted to, an angry demon can cripple the heavens. Combining the two...is something worse than a devil"
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Two Face paced around in the office of the warehouse nervously as its been three hours since he and his crew kidnapped the two teens and a child. He was wondering why and how the cops didn't find them yet.
"Your scared, aren't you?"
The crime boss turned to see Issac leaning on Wendy's shoulder, staring at him with black eyes filled with innocence.
"I can tell your scared of two things, one the cops and two, my brother"
"Quiet kid, I'm not afraid of anything. And why would I be afraid of your brother"
"Because when you think about it, what do all of us have in common?"
The eleven year old then holds up his fingers, "1, we're not afraid because my brother taught us not to be..."
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Five guards stood in front of the entrance of the warehouse disguised as fishermen holding pistols in there pockets.
They slowly reached for there hidden weapons as a person rolled up in front of them on a weird looking Harley Davidson.
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"2, he's one of the strongest fighters in Washington..."
"We're closed today pal, come back tomorrow" The rider didn't listen as he got off the Harley.
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"And 3, when he's at his angriest, there's no human in this world that can stop him"
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"Hey kid, did you hear what I sa-"
Pointing his hand at one guard, a chain lashed out of his sleeve, nailing him in the nose, making a crunch sound.
Stunned by this, Shawn attacked guards. He jumped and dropped kick a guard, knocking the air out of him while lashing his chains at another, wrapping it around his neck.
The guard gave a strangled cry as all three of them hit the floor. Shawn quickly rolled backwards and choked the guard until he passed out.
The two guards finally take out their pistols and aim it at Shawn. The teen was quicker as he jumped and twisted in the air, launching two shurikens from his sleeves.
The blades stabbed into their hands making them drop their guns. But before they could scream in pain, Shawn grabbed them both by their mouths and slammed them into the ground, knocking them out.
The guard from before held his broken nose cursing, before aiming at the teen. Before a shot could go off, Shawn thrusts his hand forward.
The man was sent crashing through the door by an invisible force, making all the guards tense and aim there guns at the hole.
From the hole, the sound of a a bike being revved up was heard. It revved for a few minutes before it fades way. The guards were confused, did the attacker leave?
They got there answer when a Gothic Harley Davidson crashed through the roof, smashing into crates and making a crater, sending guards flying!
The guards tried to shoot at the bike, but it kept moving and ramming into guards. Two Face looked out the window of the office and groaned.
"Told ya" Issac says.
Two Face ignored him and looked at the bike closely. He blinked in shock and said, "If that's the bike...where's the biker?!"
As if on cue, Shawn runs through the hole he created with two revolvers in his hand. Time slowed down as he soared through the air.
Aiming his guns, he shot twelve bullets into the legs of twelve guards. Time resumed and the guards were sent to the ground screaming in pain. Shawn lands and rolls forward, right in front of a guard.
Shawn takes out two hunting knives and sliced his legs, making the man yell in pain and fall to his knees before getting silenced by Shawn's knee to the face.
He then threw the knives into two guards' shoulders trying to sneak up on him, knocking them down. He yanks them out of their shoulders making them scream in pain before continuing forward.
A guard tried to intercept him and kicked him in the chest. But Shawn was quick. Dropping the knife in his left hand, Shawn caught the guard's leg before twisting his ankle.
The guard fell on his stomach with a grunt of pain. But before he could get up, Shawn places a boot on the back of his head.
With a harsh shove, the guards face slammed into the floor, knocking him. Another guard snuck up behind Shawn and put him in a Full Nelson.
But the demon slaying teen simply slams the back of his head into guards face, freeing him on the spot. He then sent a back kick into the guards chest, sending him flying a good few feet.
Lowering his foot slowly, he shot a fierce glare at the crime boss. Two-Face scrambled back into his office and closed the door.
(Line Break)
He then proceeded to barricade it with a file cabinet, a few chairs and the bookshelf.
"He took out all my guards as if he were Batman. As if he were better than Batman! Where the hell is the bloody client?!"
Mal narrowed his eyes at those words.
'A client? Someone hired him to kidnap those close to Shawn?" he thought. A phone ringing broke the sophomore's train of thought. He looked up to see Two-Face answering his phone.
"Where the HELL have you been?!" Harvey Dent shouts into the phone frantically.
"Exactly there"
"What?!"
"Hehe, sorry. Inside joke"
"You think this is some joke?! I've been sitting here for hours, waiting for my money! And what do I get? A freaking ninja teenager!"
"First off, never yell at your employer. Its a bad show of character. Second, this is what I hired you for. Kidnap those on the list, go to the checkpoint and I'll send someone there"
The crime boss slowly put the two pieces together and says, "You conned me. You knew this would've happen as soon as I took this deal"
"Of course I did. But I am surprised that it took longer than expected"
"Are you...are you watching this?!" Two-Face looks outside of the office window and saw nothing but buildings and an empty street.
"You know, you ask a lot of rhetorical questions. Now then, look under your desk"
"You think I'm going to listen to you after all this?!"
"If you still want to walk out of there rich and untouched, then yes"
The employer hung up the phone, leaving the crime boss struggling with his thoughts. The door banged a few times, making the crime boss make his decision.
Seconds later, Two-Face was holding what looked like a double barreled shotgun with crucifix carved into the handle and strange hieroglyphics engraved on the barrel.
Mal, Issac and Wendy looked at the crime boss in shock and horror. But before anyone can say anything, the door flew open, blowing the barricade away.
Shawn stepped into the office and scanned the room. He saw his brother and friends hiding behind a flipped desk before sighing.
His anger slowly diminished at the sight of them.
"Shawn! Behind you"
Turning, he saw Two-Face holding the shotgun up to his face. But before he could react, he shot went off. But at the last minute, Mal tackled Shawn out of the office, sending them both to the floor below.
Shawn grunts in pain, clutching his arm. Mal looked at his friend and saw blood dripping down from his arm to his hand.
The football star noticed how his key chain started to glow. Shawn tried to suppress the eerie grin on his face, but he could feel the anger from before fueling the Hell Fire in his body.
With a growl, cold grey flames erupted from his body, burning his flesh and hair leaving nothing but a skull. Mal looked at his friend in horror and awe.
His best friend was that 'Rider' from the news. But as quickly as the flames appeared, they vanished, revealing a fully healed, calmed face Shawn.
The demon slaying teen flexed his once injured arm, wincing slightly. Even though the wound was gone and the bullet was burned away, the pain was still evident.
"Shawn" Mal called his friend, "your...your still you...right?"
Shawn gives the first smile in hours and gives the sign language for 'OK'. A grunt was heard from above, causing the two teens to look up.
Rushing up stairs, they saw Two Face on the ground with Wendy holding the remnants of a lamp in her hands.
She looked at Shawn and smiles with relief on her face, "Hey"
With a sigh, Shawn smiles back and says, "Hi"
"Shawn!"
"OOF!"
Shawn stumbled backwards, almost falling down the stairs as a black and white blur slams into him. Issac looked up at his brother and gave a toothy grin.
"You were a badass out there, Shawn"
The older teen laughed and ruffles his hair saying, "Who taught you how to talk like that?"
A flash of red and blue caught all their eyes and police sirens rang.
"Well about damn time" Wendy sighs.
(Line Break)
The authorities came in trucks and armed themselves to the core. News casts, journalists and bystanders piled up behind the yellow cross tape. Abuela was among this clatter of people with Sophie holding her arm.
She was praying with all her might that her 'grandchildren' were safe. Just then Issac slowly exited the building with Wendy and Mal behind him.
Abuela gave a cry of relief and Sophie cheered as cops escorted to the paramedics. But Sophie then noticed someone was missing.
"Wait, where's Shawn"
(Line Break)
"Get them to the paramedics...there's something I need to take care of" Shawn told Mal before walking off without another word.
Shawn sat on the docks, farther away from where the battle took place. His bike was beside him, as if enjoying the sunset with him.
'Zarathos nearly had full control over my body today' he thought as he subconsciously rubbed his arm.
'And this is the first time I've actually felt pain since I gotten this power' he sighs and takes off his jacket.
'Not to mention I lost my temper and...'
"TOTALED MY JACKET!"
Shawn held up his jacket revealing it all scratched up, with one sleeve ripped and the other one completely missing. The skull patch on the pack was about ready to peel off.
He clutched the jacket to his chest tightly, groaning to himself, "Are you all just gonna stand there at the bottom of the ocean...look, I'm not in the mood to make cool one liners. Come on put or I'm leaving!"
Slowly, a green bubble rose from the ocean revealing several Leagues of Justice. Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern (John Stewart), Martian Manhunter, Aquaman and The Flash stood before the demon slaying teen with stoic expressions.
"Alright then, now-!" An arrow struck Shawn in the shoulder behind him, but didn't pierce it. Slowly reaching behind him, Shawn yanked the arrow out of his shoulder and inspected it.
He saw that instead of a an arrow head, there was a syringe needle. The world around him became woozy and he laid on his back with a sigh.
"Y...you druuuged mere..."
The last thing Shawn heard before he went unconscious was, "You wanted to negotiate, we'll negotiate. But not here"
Shawn fell unconscious, with his jacket slowly slipping from his grip.