THE GHOST RIDER'S PROTÉGÉ 2
The transformation is done. Rowan is surprised at the difference, her father is a skeleton, she is grey with Japanese symbols and red eyes.
"w-what happened? How come I'm different from you?"
As the ghost rider john didn't do small talk. As a response he shrugged. Placing his hands on the handles and revving the bike. And drives of.
"great" rowan said without confidence. She whipped the chain over he shoulder, making it wrap 2 times around perfectly without a twist, just like her father. Since rowan now has the penance star what will her dad use? Without anymore hesitation she revs the Nightster. Swerving into the night.
It wasn't hard to find him. His bike always leaved a track of fire, now a days people just don't care when they find disturbed concrete in the middle of the road. Rowan found him strangling a man with a gun by his side.
"look into my eyes, feel what the innocent felt"
And just like that. The man slumped down with those black eyes. She almost puked at the sight. Rider looked down at the gun, it wasn't bad, it was a deep red at the barrel and the handle was black. Rider found his new weapon.
"oh, now what? How do I learn to do that"
"it'll take time, but you'll learn"
"*sigh* ok, but shouldn't we find out why I'm not a flaming skeleton?"
"follow me"
"no probl-" before she could finish he took off, again.
Rowan followed her dad to the old graveyard where Cater Slade lived and died. It was just about dawn when they arrived. Ghost rider parked his bike and began walking. His flames died down as his skin flowed on. For rowan her fire died down as well, but the marks didn't they turned to look like tattoos. Rowan was extremely thirsty but she knew that.
"why didn't these fade?"
"I don't know. I also don't know why you didn't burn to a skeleton either."
"in a way I'm kinda glad. I think I look better without being a skeleton. Mom is gonna kill me isn't she when she sees these."
"well just tell her it's a side effect"
"but you don't have scars like I do. If you look at them closely, they look Japanese, I did a project on Japanese death gods called shinigamies, maybe I'm one"
"we don't know for sure. I hope Cater will help us"
Just at that time Carter came out with his rusty old shovel
"what is it now? Is that rowan? What's her path?"
"well rowan is now my protégé, but something is different. Can you look at these?"
Rowan stepped forward as Slate trudged through the tome-stones. He examined her right arm.
"huh. Come with me"
He lead them to his house.
As soon as rowan saw a few mugs of water, not knowing if they're for her she went for them anyway. The water soothed her throat. As for her dad he only had one glass.
Cater grabbed a thick book and dropped it on his table. The book had pictures of hell and heaven. The text appeared to be hand written, not in English or latin. It looked Japanese.
"死神, (death god or death spirit) a monster who was believed to be imported from china. They can see when a person is destined to die. They kill to gain their victims remaining years that will add to theirs to live longer"
"I kill only to live longer?" she grimaced at the thought
"not exactly, that is the real meaning for a shinigami. But you are the next ghost rider not a death god. Your purpose is to kill the guilty. You might not live longer by killing, but you might have mixed powers. The fire is the ghost rider side and the other power might be your ultimate weapon. Like how me and your father our ultimate weapon is to make the soul suffer. You're also in a blood line which also might have an effect. I guess you should see the devil"
"fine, he also better tell me why he did tricks on me with my jump"
"he interfered?"
"ya I thought you knew."
"hmm. I didn't, guess we'll pay satin a visit"
"I hate that name, satin. I'll just use the term 'the devil'"
"suit yourself. Thanks again Slade"
"any time"
The 2 drove back to the garage. Roxanne seemed pretty furious to find her daughter with marks all over her.
"what happened to Row?"
"s-something happened, we need to take it up with the devil"
"Satin? If it wasn't bad enough that my husband is a killer, now my daughter is too?
"Hun, don't worry, we think we found what she is"
"dad, you make it sound like I'm a thing"
"sorry, we'll get this figured out"
"we better" rowan concluded without excitement
Hey, author here! I know this story Is different from my skullduggery one, I share my love of ghost rider and shinigamies into one. I thought they kinda fit together, don't they? Any way thanks for reading! Author out!
~ dark twisted 13