THE GHOST RIDER'S PROTÉGÉ 4a
To start the day john and rowan drove to the mall.
"so Rowan do you know where to go?"
"yeah, I was thinking of checking out the Toki Doki vendor first for a few. Then later for lunch we'll go to the teriyaki restaurant, for professional reasons."
"agreed!"
Rowan couldn't help but laugh at John's response.
As planned they headed for the vendor first. Rowan was I little more excited than her dad.
"why are we here?"
"well it's Japanese and I wanted to show you the coolest cell phone case ever.(!)"
"I'll admit it, this is more Japanese then I can handle"
The clerk was checking her phone for texts when Rowan came first followed by John.
"um. Excuse me?"
"hold on… yeah? Do you help with anything?"
Rowan thought what do we say? We can't just say are you a shinigami?.
"uh yes, does this company have shinigamies in their print?"
Rowan's face turned from worried to dimly shocked.
"um, let me check… uh we have two related to that. There's Adios and Ciao Ciao. does that work?"
The girl held out two manga skeletons, one wearing black and one wearing pink. Not what John had in mind but Rowan that they were cute.
"not exactly, but thank you."
Next was the restaurant. As they walked away the girl shrugged and went to back texting.
"well that was useless."
"I thought for sure that she would help us" saying as if Rowan meant it.
"you've reached a new level of sarcasm," john nodded, "impressive"
"I only learn from the best!"
"That you do, ready to eat- I mean investigate?"
"oh, oh yeah totally" said Rowan with a smirk.
The walk appeared longer than they thought. The restaurant had fans nailed to the arch-way, bordered by planted orchids. Inside was a podium that had a reservation sheet and a bowl of mints, Rowan helped herself to a few. The booths were framed with rosewood and oak embroidery. The seating appeared to be a black and red weaved velvet cushions. The lamps were traditional pink cringed paper that bordered a small candle. I tall hostess greeted them.
"'ello! How much?"
"two please"
"yes of course, follow me", she grabbed to menu's the 'today's special' on top. The hostess lead them to a both near by the empty fire place. "I hope this is good. I'm sorry, we just can't get the fire started today"
"oh, no this is great, thank you …Nara S-Sato."
"your welcome, but you can call me Nara. Hey, you two look familiar… oh, my god how can I not notice this before! You two are John and Rowan Blaze! That jump you did, Rowan, had my worried. And let me just also add", Nara lowered her voice to a whisper, "I knew you would be the rider's protégé. Did you kill anyone yet?"
Rowans face blushed, is Nara a shinigami?
"um Nara? Can we talk for a few please, we think we need your help."
"yes, of course! it's break time anyway", she raised her voice a little, "Oita-Chan! I'm taking my lunch break!"
A voice from behind the kitchen responded, "OK! Goto-san, your break is over."
Nara took her purse and walked with John and Rowan to an isolated table.
"so, what is it do you need help with?"
John whispered, "are you a shinigami?"
"why? What happened? I can kill anyone that's bothering you."
"so you are one?"
"yes"
"we need your help. Satin planned something different for Rowan, she's a mix between a shinigami and a ghost rider. We need your help to teach Rowan how to kill, can you do that?"
"y-yes, I'm always able to help. But why is she a mix?"
Rowan, not really listening is reading some emails on her phone.
"long story short, Satin thought that shinigamies are greedy and he wanted one to follow his own command. She has fire powers, the penance star, and her ultimate weapon that she needs help to activate it. She chooses how the guilty die depending on the nine levels of sins."
"oh, all she needs to know is how to get it working? Meet me at the graveyard at sun-down, k?
"sounds good, Rowan ready to go?"
"huh? Oh, yeah sure. Bye Nara!"
"bye Rowan!"
John and Rowan parked at the garage. Rowan decided that she wanted to practice switching forms without hesitation.
"dad, how do you flame-up so fast?"
"I just don't think about it, you know? I feel it. Like this."
John started walking to his bike. He lifted one leg over. And as he started sitting he whipped his so fast by the time he finished he was a skeleton on fire. To switch back it wasn't rough, John stood up and the fire died down fast.
"its that easy?"
"I think so, you try it"
"ok?"
Rowan hunkered down hat her back and began shaking her head violently, nothing. She snapped a few times, nothing. She revved her bike hard, nothing.
"this is impossible!" frustrated, Rowan stood up whipped her arms to both of her sides and stomped her left boot. And *flash* Rowan was grey with dark red eyes.
"I can't believed that worked!"
"me neither, now try switching back"
Just like John, Rowan easily made the switch back with no frantic movements.
"huh, check that out!"
"good for you… oh, hey it's 5:00 we should meet Nara now."
"lets go."
They took off with out anymore hesitation. Nara was already there.
"oh hey," Rowan said parking her Nightster, "Nara!"
"hi! Where's your dad?"
Turning back, Rowan thought killing a guilty soul.
"oh, he'll be here soon, should I switch to, you know."
"yes, if you want"
Rowan whipped her arms and stomped her foot then fire swarmed her.
"wow! You look awesome, better than me. Hold on"
Nara swiftly flicked her left wrist, than herself was too swarmed but by shadows. Wings sprouted from her back she had no symbols. Her skin was like an ink-blot, it kept changing but still maintaining symmetrical her eyes blossomed red like Rowan's. but that was the only similar aspect.
"why do you have wings and not me?"
"from what your father said you're a mix, right? Maybe this is one of the Devil's tricks."
"hey, would you ever go under Satin's command?"
"if he pays enough."
"ha. How old are you?"
"I discovered about my power when I was 17, 200 years ago"
"do you kill for your own use?"
"well yeah, but I only do it to the elderly and the sick, and I only do it when I need a 'refill' which happens more than a regular shinigami should 'refill."
"ok back to why were here, wanna switch back?"
"yeah sure"
They both snap their fingers.
"huh, cool. So how do you kill?"
"when it's some one's time, I switch to my other form and 'suck' out they're soul-"
"just like that?"
"not exactly, you take their soul than you harvest it. You harvest it by putting it in a 'soul catcher'. for fun you can choose how they die, for me I choose death in sleeping, it's painless. To do it you label the souls. With a special scalpel you incision a number 1-9 than faith will play it's roll."
"where can I get a 'soul catcher'?"
"actually I brought one for you, here catch."
Nara passed her a woven sac that as big as Rowan's hand. It was made from leather and embroidered with red thread. It had a draw string it was a loop and it was also elongated so it had a loop for attaching stuff on to.
"wow, thank you."
"no problem. If I have your dad's permission can I tag along to show you the ropes?"
"totally, he should be here soon"
Swerving down the road was Ghost Rider. Being stalked with a trail of fire. He stopped right in front of them.
"so", he said adding a shrug, "what did I miss?"
Author here, again. I think I fixed my problem. Thank you, Audrey for the tip. This chapter is about (well around the end) is how Nara and Rowan spend their night. That's why it ended with 4a next chapter is how Rider spend his night. Author out! PEACE!
~darkntwisted13