Sombra was defeated again by the elements of harmony and it enraged him. Now he was running for his life through the castle of friendship.
"Stop Sombra, we only want to talk. Let us show you the magic of friendship and I can assure you that kind of magic can make you a powerful king" Princess twilight yelled down the halls, trying to get Sombra's attention.
"I don't believe that" Sombra muttered to himself.
He came to a room and due to being very weak, he barged in, falling forward into a mirror and blacking out.
Mercenary base, Mexico...
A six-wheeled transport truck approached the front gate and stopped. It only opened a little as men dressed in black body armour came out, it soon after closed. One stepped beside the driver door and knocked on the window, the driver rolled it down. The guard looked down at the clipboard in his hand "right on schedule" he said with a smile "check the vehicle" he ordered.
Several men walked along the sides and a few checked underneath the truck. Some went to the back and opened the tarp entrance. People, men, women, and children, all dressed in tattered clothes sat within, their wrists tied together. All the men gave a thumbs up, indicating that nothing out of the ordinary was found.
The squad leader nodded and tuned his head towards the gate "open up!" He shouted. The big metal doors creaked open all the way this time and the truck rolled in.
Meanwhile...
An elderly man smoking a cigar was looking at a diamond with a special eye piece. He was checking the purity and value. He was interrupted when another, younger man entered. "Your new shipment of workers have arrived" he stated.
The elderly man smiled "good, get them to work in the mine immediately" he said.
Before the younger man could respond he heard shouting coming from outside. He walked out to see what the commotion was all about.
Outside...
Weapons of all types were being fired.
Pistols, rifles, machine guns, all the way to rocket launchers, even some artillery cannons were being shot. See this many guns being shot would make most think that these people were fighting a large group of heavily armed soldiers. However, they were actually trying to kill one person on a motorcycle.
Yes, just one person.
That is, if it could be called a person.
It's body may have been shaped like a woman but its head was a flaming skull and it was covered in leather clothes, the motorcycle was even on fire. But for some reason the fire was not damaging the bike nor was it hurting the being. The weapons used by the mercenaries had the same effect, nothing. While the blazing shotgun used by the fiery being shot balls of fire that disintegrated everything in its path. Even an artillery shell was split in half by the fiery beings chain, which was also on fire.
One could call it a she-demon from hell.
The she-demon got up and stood on the motorcycle for a moment before jumping off and landing with a roll. The bike, however, did not crash and instead smashed through the artillery gun and kept going, as if it was being controlled. The fire woman sprinted forward, slashing and shooting at any mercenary that she could see. Until there was only one.
He tried to make a break for an armoured car but the fire woman could sense him. The demon turned and with a whip of the chain she insnared the mercenary and pulled him towards her. To say that the man was terrified would be an understatement. I mean, how would you react if you were facing an opponent who basically came from hell?
Said opponent grabbed the man by his neck and held him up, looking him dead in the eyes. Then something strange happened "YOUR SOUL IS TAINTED BY THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT" it spoke. Its voice sounded feminine but it still sounded rough, gravelly.....demonic. "BURN" it said before placing its gloved hand on the mans face. Fire surged into the mans body and disintegrated him.
Meanwhile...
The elderly man was packing everything in a panic, diamonds, rubies, guns, ammunition and money. But before he could finish something broke down the door, flames shooting from the doorframe. The fiery she-demon walked up to him but he tried to escape, which proved fruitless.
Fore no one could escape judgment.
The fire girl grabbed the man "LOOK INTO MY EYES" the she-demon commanded.
The elderly man of course tried to look away, but he couldn't. It felt like some invisible force was keeping his eyes locked with the demons eyes.
"YOU HAVE SIN SATURATING YOUR SOUL, YOU HAVE CUASED SO MUCH SUFFERING FOR THE INNOCENT, YOU SHALL FEEL THEIR PAIN" the she-demon monologued.
Later...
Sunset collapsed onto the bed in the motel room she was staying in. While she got used to being the Ghost Rider it still took a tool on her body. Especially the unnatural warmth of the hellfire burning underneath her skin. So whenever she was alone Sunset would strip naked and turn on a shower to its coldest setting.
Sunset had just finished her freezing cold shower and got dressed again. She left her leather jacket and shirt off (but she put her bra on) to radiate heat so she could keep her body temperature at a comfortable level. This would allow her to sleep for a little while.
GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRROOOOWWWWLLL
Another inconvenience of being the Ghost Rider was whenever she transformed she basically turned into a skeleton radiating hellfire. Said hellfire would burn her stomach away and whatever food was inside. So when she transformed back into herself, her stomach would be reformed empty and most of the time their was no food around.
This would mean that Sunset would have to listen to her stomach growl until she could find food. She dose try to find a place before nightfall that both sells foodstuffs and gives her a place to sleep but that isn't always possible. Lucky the motel Sunset is staying at now dose sell breakfast food.
GGGGGRRRROOOWWWWWWLLL
Too hungry to sleep, Sunset got out of bed but she wasn't in a rush. She knew she couldn't actually starve to death because of the Spirit of Vengeance. She walked into the bathroom and splashed water into her face to wake herself up. Sunset still looked like herself but she had grown and physically matured.
Fully clothed, Sunset walked out of her room and down the hall of the one floor motel. When she came to the breakfast area she stopped and saw a sign that read 'please wait while we restock'.
Sunset exhaled deeply in annoyance "just my luck" she muttered to herself. She looked down at her grumbling stomach and rubbed it, trying to ease the hunger pains. She knew she had to keep moving so she decided to ignore her hunger and walked up to the reception desk and payed.
"We hope you enjoyed your stay and that we see you again" the receptionist said.
Sunset opened the door and was greeted by a small parking lot, surrounded by a quaint village, in a dessert-like landscape. These people would now be safe from those mercenaries and the other innocents from this village have been avenged. Their kind hurt people, Sunset knows this because she was, at one time, one of them and the same type of people almost killed the one she loved most.
Johnny Blaze
But now with her new powers she has the ability to stop them.
Sunset was about to ride off when her mysterious sixth sense kicked in. Normally she would just simply feel the sin but this was something else entirely. She was feeling more sin than she had ever felt before and Sunset knew immediately that she had to go there and bring judgment upon this being.
She had to.
It was all part of the deal.
Author's Note
I told you guys I was planning something else.
For any story I write I need to know if it's a good story or not. That way I will know if a story I wrote is good or a waste of my time. Though if you don't like the stories I write, tell me why and I might decide to make some changes so I can turn them into something worthwhile. I have many ideas and I want to share them with people.
