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The iPod Shuffle Challenge

Pick a subject to write about (fandom, character, pairing, the first thing that pops to mind, etc.)

Set your mp3 player/iPod to shuffle ALL of your songs, then hit Play.

You have from the beginning to the end of ONE song to write, based on whatever the music inspires you to write concerning your subject.

Lather, rinse, and repeat for the first ten songs, no matter how ludicrous they may be!

Fandom: Ghost Rider

Pairing: Rider/Ailis

1. THIS LOVE - MAROON 5

Ghost Rider glanced behind him at the tiny, dark-haired woman clinging tightly to his backside as he willed his Hell Cycle onward through the desert sands. This creature, this Carpathian woman, Ailis, stirred emotions in him he'd never experienced before. She purred something indistinct to his ears, something that made his stomach lurch and tighten in response, and he growled to her before he shouted "FASTER!" to his mount. Ailis laughed and clung tighter as they sped faster and faster. The Rider loved speed and fire, and this was one hot, wild ride, for both of them.

2. BEEP - PUSSYCAT DOLLS feat. WILL.

The Rider had never seen anything more magnificent. Ailis's voice, dripping with her power of seductive compulsion, flowed over the demon biker as she taunted their quarry into releasing as much information as they could get. The human male was caught in her trap, enthralled by the perfection that was Ailis, completely unaware that she was a dangerous creature, possibly even more powerful than Ghost Rider, himself. The human was oblivious of the fire demon standing only a couple of feet away, directly behind his chosen ward. He didn't mind as much, as long as Ailis knew who she belonged to, and he knew that she did know.

3. SEXYBACK - JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE

It was times like this that the Rider didn't mind being caught up. His own chain was wrapped snugly around his body and his bike as he watched the creature at the end of the chain slowly, deliberately, striding towards him with what he was sure was naughty intent. There was never a more beautiful sight than his Ailis taunting him, seducing him, securing him with his own chain while she moved around him, observing his reaction. All the while, he ensured that she knew that he was waiting for her with his hot gaze; the simple fact that she was making him wait so long for a blissful ride nearly made him writhe against his chains. But the promise in the Carpathian's eyes did enough for him. This would be heaven.

4. GIRLFRIEND - AVRIL LAVIGNE

Ailis gazed down at the valley below, knowing that somewhere down there, Johnny Blaze was confronting his girlfriend, Roxanne Simpson. She was in no way jealous of the human; rather, she admired her. If she was willing to wait for Johnny while he was out being Ghost Rider, and eagerly await him coming to her in the daylight, then why couldn't Ailis do the same for Johnny's possessing spirit, the Ghost Rider? Ailis knew that the human woman held none of the Rider's attention; his affection was reserved solely for her. She smiled as she waited for him to return to her, when they would ride across the country together, just the two of them.

5. CHARIOT - GAVIN DEGRAW

Ailis flung out her arms as she stood up on the Hell Cycle, her inhuman sense of balance allowing her to stay in place. The wind flowed through her hair and over her skin as she tilted her head to the night sky and let out a long cry of joy, freedom and adrenaline flooding her veins. She rubbed the Rider's broad shoulders and coaxed him to move at faster speeds. The fire demon was happy to oblige, with a wild, triumphant cackle and a rush of flame. Two immortals enjoying freedom under the hot, desert night sky; what more could they have been granted?

6. I WRITE SINS, NOT TRAGEDIES - PANIC! AT THE DISCO

Johnny Blaze paced down the aisle of the tiny, empty church, waiting for the Rider to protest confinement, as he surely would. He knew that his counterpart was waiting. He could sense the Rider's impatience, which vanished once he heard the doors open by a strong gust of wind. He turned, and the Rider fought against his bonds as he took in the sight of the woman standing in the doorway. Ailis's eyes lit up in eagerness when she caught the smell of burning flesh, a smell that had once repulsed her, but which she now associated with her Rider. The flaming skeleton strode to her and clasped her firmly by the upper arm as he led her down the aisle.

7. KEEP HOLDING ON - AVRIL LAVIGNE

Tears poured down her cheeks as she lifted his flaming head to let him lay in her lap, a small smile on her lips when he acknowledged her with a soft purr-growl. Blue flames carressed his gleaming bone skull, allowing her to touch him, stroke him with soft, lithe fingers. His injury had been serious, but with Johny Blaze unconscious, he could not retreat into his human host to recover; instead, he had to suffer the agony of the freezing ice gripping him and threatening to swallow his flames whole. But Ailis was here with him, healing him, and he could not have asked for anything else. He lifted his heavily leathered arm, his thick fingers brushing some hair out of her face, a small, soft carress down her cheek. Her eyes widened in astonishment, but she smiled and returned the gesture, fondly. He let out another purr of a growl and she bent and kissed his forehead lightly.

8. CUPID'S CHOKEHOLD - GYM CLASS HEROES

The Rider leaned against his bike, his arms crossed over his broad, muscular chest and one heel tucked beneath the other as he observed Ailis as she fed from a few human women. He would not allow her to feed from any males; he was far too possessive and protective, and jealous. Still, he couldn't help but smile in admiration. There was a certain air about her, one that wrapped itself around him and choked the life out of him, but it was a pleasant feeling. When she was done, she turned and walked back to him, but, instead of climbing on his bike, he opened his arms and wrapped her in a tight embrace, aligning their bodies snugly against each other. He gently took a few strands of her hair between his finger as he growled her name softly. Ailis smiled up at him, her keeper and her lover.

9. MR. BRIGHTSIDE - THE KILLERS

Ailis asked the Rider to slow his bike down, and once he'd stopped, she'd flung herself off of the metal demon bike and twirled underneath the night sky. The Rider watched her, a strange sense of confusion and pride clouding his mind. He watched her dance as the stars above twinkled brighter and brighter, until finally, a few shot across the sky to the distant horizon. She scooped up handfuls of loamy earth and spun in circles, letting the soil sift through her long fingers. She'd long ago kicked off her shoes, and ran barefoot over the ground, laughing and shouting in a foreign language, the language of the Carpathians. The Rider whistled, causing her to turn her head, and she dashed back to him, climbed up behind him, and as he sped off, she placed her hand under his jaw to turn his head towards her and kiss the side of his jaw.

10. LA TORTURA - SHAKIRA

The bar was packed and Ailis was causing quite the ruckus upon the stage. Her graceful movements were reminiscent of a belly dancer's and foreign words spilled from her mouth, which the Rider recognized as Spanish. The other Carpathian on the stage, a friend of Ailis's named Erik, sang with her, their voices blending as Ailis's hips popped and rolled in time to the beat of the drum. The Rider, in Johnny's human body, caught her smile and wink in his direction, and he allowed himself to smile in return. Even when she performed for humans, which the Rider could not understand why he even allowed her to do in the first place, she was still his, mind, body, soul, and heart.

This was actually from a mixed CD, not my iPod, becuase it's being charged by my friend, because I don't have a charging dock thing to charge it here, at my house. I just set the CD player to 'shuffle' and it still works out. Sort of. Ailis is my OC from my fanfic The Reaping Hour.