Spirit of Vengeance

Equestria...

Princess Twilight looked down at the villain, trapped in a purple bubble she forged from her magic. "P-Please... Forgive me... Everything... Please..." the pony begged. The stallion wore a strange suit, with devil horns and a black mask covering his eyes. They were on the outskirts of Manehattan, having learned of his presence there and his rather violent motives.

The Guardians of Harmony had used Rainbow Power in order to weaken the magic power of the pony. Twilight noticed that he was using a form of dark magic unlike anything she'd ever seen, even Sombra's own methods.

"Why should we?" Rainbow Dash asked, crossing her hooves while levitating. "He actually tried to kill a bunch of ponies for no actual reason!"

Twilight gave Dash a quick glare, "Why were you threatening to... kill the ponies in this city, Flamewave? Enslavement? Radical attitude? We can help you if you reach out!"

"F-For my master..." Flamewave gasped, tears running down his face. "H-He forced me! B-Brought me under his control to do as he p-pleases..." he whispered.

That made Applejack curious, "Master? Ya workin' fer somepony?"

Nodding as fast as he could, "Y-Yeah! W-We're called the Servants of Darkness!"

"Servants of Darkness..." Twilight repeated to herself, "Are you working for Sombra?" she questioned in a stern tone.

Flamewave studdered, "N-No... Sombra an-and even Tirek are mere pawns in what he has planned... He put me under his control in order t-to fulfill his deeds... B-But I can still the temptations... H-Help me..." he begged again.

Fluttershy looked at the princess, "S-should we do something, Twiiight? He looks sincere."

Raising a brow, Rainbow looked at her old friend, "You kiddin' Fluttershy? He tried to bring about an apocalypse! He should rot in jail!" she decided aloud.

"I agree with Flutters!" Pinkie called out.

Rarity hummed, "I'm not too sure... What if this is a trick."

"Well, if it was, he wouldn't be warnin' us that he still has dark magic temptin' him." Applejack reminded the white unicorn.

Twilight nodded, "She's right..." the alicorn turned her head back to Flamewave, "Very well, Flamewave... As Princess of Friendship, we'll give you a second chance. But for now we have to keep you under solitary confinement for safety. If this is a trap, we will not hesitate to send you to Tartarus. Do I make myself clear?"

"Y-Yes, Princess Twilight! I promise I won't disappoint you!" Flamewave shouted.

Rainbow nudged Twilight's shoulder, "You sure we should be doing this? We seem to give every villain a pass."

"What do you mean?" the alicorn wondered.

The cyan pegasus raised her hooves, "What I mean is, just about everytime a new threat shows up, we seem to talk our way out of fighting them. Except for Tirek, Chrysalis and Sombra. We brought Discord, Starlight, and that Sunset pony you talk about, on our side without that much of a fight."

"Silly Rainbow! That's what we're supposed to do!" Pinkie reminded the rainbow-mane mare.

"As Princess of Friendship, it's my job to reach out to as many ponies as I can in a civil manner. I won't hesitate to stop a true threat that won't listen to reason, Rainbow. I'm just glad ponies are open to second chances and listen."

"I'm very grateful for that." Rarity added, "Now, shall we head home and begin helping Flamewave?"

The bubble covering Flamewave disappeared, and Twilight offered him a shoulder to lean on, tired and weakened from the rainbow magic used upon him. "Thank you..." he whispered, feeling the need to pass out, forcing himself to stay awake.

Beaming a smile, Twilight was unprepared for Pinkie wrapping her hooves around the two, "Celebration! We'll be happy to help you, Flamewave!"

"Yes we will." Twilight giggled.

Flamewave sighed in relief, "I'll do my best. Even if you trap me... It's for the better. I'd rather know you were all safe. I'll explain everything I can remember once you bring me to the cell."

"Fair enough. I'll be lookin' forward to kicking this master's ass!" Rainbow boasted.

Earth...

"Robbie!"

Agent Phil Coulson bent down, placing the lengthy chain in his grip and tossing the other end to the person trapped in the box-like cell, covered in a bright, yet powerful light given by a mark. The figure grabbed it while not turning away from his target. Meanwhile, his team of agents continued to battle the people that wished to follow in their leader's goals.

The person in question who grabbed the chain was a man, wearing a leather jacket with a white trimming covering up to his chest. Gloves covered his hands as he held the chain. But there was something different about him.

His head was a flaming skull, with his body giving off a small flaming aura with smoke popping out of his head. There were markings on the skull, representing the scars that would never leave and the mistake he would never regret. Coulson threw the chain at the figure in order to ensure his survival.

Coulson struggled in pulling the Ghost Rider out of the boxed magic device. He placed a second hand on the chain, hoping that it would ease his efforts.

On the ground next to Ghost Rider was Eli Morrow, the very man who brought about Robbie's change. He struggled to get up due to the Ghost Rider and the device he found himself trapped in.

The Spirit of Vengeance turned his skull head in Coulson's direction, silence heard from everyone there. He released his end of the chain, prompting Coulson to give him a shocked expression and everyone else looking to be surprised at his act.

Picking up Eli and pinning him to a wall with one hand, Ghost Rider silenty scowled at him, frightening Morrow greatly. Coulson could only watch as the device finally set off and activated at last, illuminating the box in a bright light.

Eli screamed as he knew what was happening, his body bursting into flames thanks to the Ghost Rider.

A circular marking appeared on the floor underneath the box and suddenly the containment field vanished into thin air as it moved down in a matter of milliseconds. In its trail, it only left a small burst of fire that lasted only a few seconds, giving it the appearance that nothing was ever there in the first place.

The Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. walked forward in silence and appalled at what they witnessed. Coulson could only kneel down and grab the chain of the vigilante. Deep down, he knew that Robbie survived, learning first hand about survival.

And he was right, but it wasn't on this world.

Robbie could only cough as he finally awoke. His eyes slowly opened as the light of the sun nearly blinded him. 'What the hell?' he thought, using a hand to block the beam of light. He used his other hand to feel his location, feeling grass on his gloves. 'Where's the device? W-What's happening?'

A lingering thought made him snap sitting up, 'Where is he?' then he remembered as he looked at his palms, 'Oh... That's right. It seems he finally got what he deserved for what he did to Gabe.' he looked at his hands, as clean as ever despite his gruesome act mere moments ago.

The host of the Spirit of Vengeance looked at his surroundings, finding himself in a forest. "Huh. Seems I'm far off from L.A." he silently quipped, his voice gruffed. "Well, I gotta get myself moving..." he sighed in annoyance, getting to his feet.

Robbie began walking, his destination unknown for the time being. He knew that he had to get home, but first things first he needed a city to get directions from. His walking was aimless, and judging by the setting sun, it was almost night, which would make things harder to see. And he only had the clothes he wore and the Spirit on him. 'No chain and no car...' he thought, 'Guess I'm doing things the long way.'

The man continued to walk, seeing that night had come. He placed a hand on a tree, sitting down to rest his legs. Even though it was dark outside, he could see buildings out in the distance. He squinted to get a better look ahead, deciding to save his powers for if he needed them.

Standing up again, Robbie muttered to himself, "Alright. A city. Doesn't look like anyplace I've seen. Especially one near such a forest...." he realized. He walked a little more, readying himself just in case something were to go wrong. He knew what the world could bring first hand and always readied himself ever since the accident once the sun goes down.

He heard a scream as he neared the borders of the city, making him raise a brow in confusion. He saw dim lights illuminating the buildings and surrounding the streets as he got closer. Placing his hands to his side, Robbie clenched his fists, recognizing those noises as scream of terror. He saw something run down, but it wasn't human.

It appeared to be quadrupedal in nature, 'Almost like a horse...' Robbie realized in his head, getting a closer look at the alien creature as it neared him. He decided to stand still and see if it would notice him. Reyes shook his head, 'How the fuck did I end up in a world of horses that are capable of screaming?' he questioned himself, gritting his teeth. "If I'm here... It has to be for a reason." he realized in a whisper.

The pony panted, out of breath. The host of the Spirit of Vengeance noticed that it sounded like a female, judging by the scream she made upon seeing him, seemingly getting her breath back just to scream. Robbie rolled his eyes. "W-What in Equestria are you supposed to be!? A monster!?"

'Fairly accurate description.' thought Reyes. Clearing his throat, Robbie spoke, "Don't worry. I won't hurt you." he whispered to the mare, kneeling down to look at her. More loud sounds were heard, making him flinch in surprise as he looked back at the city before turning to the pony again. "Now, what is going on in there?"

"P-Ponies wearing dark robes. They're threatening to kill hostages they have! Harming others!" the mare gasped out a description of the events the best she could in a panic. "Need help..." she muttered, putting a hoof to her chest to catch her breath upon talking so fast in fright.

Robbie shook his head, processing everything the mare had just said to him. "Has this happened before?"

"Y-Yes, a few days ago in Manehattan. The Guardians of Harmony aren't nearby! We need help!"

Standing up, Reyes scowled, "I'll go."

The mare extended a hoof, reaching out to him. "Wait! They're too powerful!"

Robbie turned around, giving the pony a smirk, "You don't know what I can do." he boasted, facing the city and walking forward, ready to fight. He heard magic, meaning that these ponies are capable of more than what they appear and if they can be such threats to hold a city down, then he had no choice but to step in. After all, he had to avenge those that had fallen in the crossfire, and it was his duty to bring justice against criminals.

Although, he had to admit. Compared to his world, this might be considered a small break. He would focus on getting home later, but for now, he had ponies to save, whether that sounded bizarre or not depended on one's stance on his world.