Okay I am SOOOOO sorry about the wait! I've been having internet problems for the past couple of months. I could only get on the internet for a couple minutes each day then it would stop working. The only way I could check my emails or my facebook was by my phone and damn writers block is evil X(.

"What do you want?" a store clerk asked.

"Our partner had some business in this town a few days ago, and was supposed to be back by now. Have you seen him?" A tall rugged man said. He was wearing dark jeans and a black shirt with a coat over it. His coat was open displaying his gun inside to the store clerk showing he meant business. Several other men stood behind him and the store clerk could only guess they were packing as well.

"Look all I know is some drug deal was going on in an ally and got interrupted."

"Do you know who might have done it, an undercover cop?" The man said drumming his fingers across the counter.

"No, I don't think so the cops were asking everyone if anyone saw anything. They seemed confused by the whole thing and a little disturbed about something."

The man ran a hand through his hair getting frustrated with not finding any useful information to finding his partner.

"You can go see the ally for yourself it's only a few blocks from here. It's no longer blocked off from the public." The men didn't say anything else and left. The store clerk let out a sigh of relief when he heard the door to his shop close.

The men made their way toward the ally the store clerk mentioned. Coming around the corner the caught sight that part of the sidewalk was scorched. Looking further they saw two buildings on the sides of both were black instead of the red colored brick covering the rest of them. The ground was in the same conditioned. The air was filled with the stench of smoke and for an odd reason burnt rubber.

"What the hell you think happened here?"

"I don't know and by the looks of this place Marcus must have had one hell of a night," the rugged man answered.

"You know Rick, the boss won't be happy if it turns up that he's dead. He was counting on that deal to go through."

"We don't know for sure if he's dead. Marcus was always a crafty little bastard; he could get out of anything," Rick answered.

CRASH

All the men turned to the sound of falling trashcans to see a woman had overheard them. Panic filled the woman's eyes at being spotted. She took off hoping to get someone's attention.

"Hey!" Rick screamed at her.

Running after the woman at full speed he caught her by the collar of her shirt and pulled her back into the shadows of the ally. The woman screamed as loud as she could. Annoyed by the woman's attempt to get help Rick slammed her against the wall to shut her up.

"I don't know how much you heard, but I can't risk you running off telling the police."

"I don't know what you're talking about let me go," the woman lied desperately trying to get out of the situation she was in.

"Then why the hell did you run?"

"This town is been building up with crime you can't trust anyone lately; plus you were standing in a recent crime scene how was I supposed to react?"

"Nice try, but your lies won't work on me," Rick said while reaching into his coat.

Before Rick could pull out his gun a loud rumbling was coming their way. The other men were also on alert from the noise coming their way. It was getting louder and louder. The men around Rick pulled out their guns getting ready for any unwanted visitor.

The rumbling stop and there was nothing but dead salience.

The whole ally lit up in flames. The men had to cover their eyes from the burning light. Rick couldn't see anything he lost sight over the women and the rest of his men.

The woman was startled when she was grabbed from behind and pulled away from the flames into safety. She didn't have time to see who her savior was because whoever pulled her out was heading inside the wall of flames.

Rick heard the screams of one of his men. He pulled out his gun at started aiming in every direction a screams were coming from. They were surrounded and they couldn't even see who the hell was taken them out. Rick's heart was about to beat out of his chest. The flames were getting to lose for his comfort and he can't see any way out. Screams were continuing to surround him.

Rick then saw in the corner of the ally where the flames weren't as high. Rick hating having being caught off-guard and surrounded. He took off in a run and jumped over the wall of flames. He turned around and he still couldn't see any of his men or who was in there with them. The screaming stopped and the flames started to die down. Putting his gun away Rick decided to get rid of whoever was in their along with his, what he assumes, dead friends. He pulled out a grenade he had hidden in his coat pocket. His boss always made them bring heavy weapons whenever they were on deals. This particular mission was no different when trying to find there lost man. They never knew what they going to run into.

Rick decided this was a good time to use it. He pulled the fuse and threw it into the ally. Rick took off running down the street not wanting to stick around for the explosion.

BOOM

The ground beneath Rick's feet shook. Whoever that person was in the ally was surely dead now.

Abby just finished cleaning her living room when Damien came out of her room yawning.

"I can't believe you slept through all of that noise," Abby said looking at her dog that was now stretching his back legs. Usually Damien was a hog for attention.

Damien sat down beside her at cocked his head to side. Abby just shook her head and laughed at her lazy dog. Abby turned off her television and began to fold laundry.

Damien began to whine at her and started pawing at her leg.

"Okay boy lets go for a walk,"

Abby grabbed the leash from Damien's toy basket. She clipped it to his collar and the Doberman pincher practically dragged her out the door.

Rick was out of breath from running to the other side of town. He heard the same rumbling getting closer.

"Damn it," Rick said.

It was the same rumbling he heard before the wall of flames closed them in the ally. Whoever this guy was clearly was no push over if he could survive a blast from a grenade. Rick has been avoiding any people in case someone saw him throw the grenade. The rumbling seemed to getting louder so rick ran between two buildings to another street.

Rick looked around and saw a few cars parked on the side of the street. He smiled to himself all he had to do was jack one of these cars and get away from this town and report back to his boss.

Then someone caught his eye; a woman in her mid-twenties walking a Doberman pincher.

"Finally," Rick said to himself.

Rick pulled out his cell phone and pressed speed dial 1. The phone rang twice till someone picked up.

"Boss, you're not going to believe this, I found her."

I know its short and REALLY late, but I'll try and make it up in the next chapter. This was just something I typed real quick to submit. I hope you enjoy it and I will try and start on the next chapter as soon as I can. School has started again so that will be taking up a lot of my time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Rider I am just writing this for fun