Leaving Roxanne alone at the tree he had carved their names in reminded him too much of when they were teenagers, and when  Mephistopheles had told him, in the middle of a crossroads with only cows as witnesses, to forget about her, after he left his dad's still body in the Circus tent they often performed in. That day was one he wished he could take back what he had said to his dad, but he figured that he'd never get that chance. Not after all he's done so far. He couldn't let her get hurt, though, not after what Blackheart had proven. Anyone close to him could get hurt.

Friend? Family? Lover? It didn't matter to those who had a vendetta against the Rider.

Against him.

But as he drove down the empty highway, the blistering sun behind him as it's slowly cooling rays lowered behind mountains and plains as it set, his leather glove gripping his handlebars tightly, he remembered very clearly of the promise he made to Mephistopheles. The power he was given, the Power of the Ghost Rider, was going to be used against the one who had wronged him since the beginning. Maybe then he'd have his Vengeance and he'd finally have a normal life again. He could have a family.

A wife, a few kids, and maybe a dog just to make the kids happy. That life won't be coming soon though.

'I'll have my vengeance soon, but until then there are still those that had spilled innocent blood,' He thought, as the Rider took over, engulfing himself, and his motorcycle, in flames, until the only thing sitting in the seat was a skeleton covered in flames wearing what the man who sat there previously had.

His bike took on a hellish appearance just as its rider had, with a large skull piece on the front of the bike, flames licking out of the empty sockets, giving it the appearance of having eyes. The front and back wheels were flaming just as much as the skull was, though, leaving a trail of fire and melting asphalt behind the Rider.

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I need to run. I can't let them take me again.... Wait... Who are they? Why can't I remember?

Someone... Help...

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A/n: Okay! Yes, this chapter was short and yes it isn't very detailed nor does it answer anything about what will happen. As I explained in the intro, this is my very first Marvel story, so it may be a small bit before I get the swing of things. I may end up fixing and editing things along the way. I know there are things that may drive Ghost Rider fans nuts if I do screw something up, and I apologize for it and hope that you will be patient or give informational criticism that I may fix. I may even add things that Johnny isn't even supposed to know how to do, movie-wise I mean, that could drive you insane. It is a FanFiction for a reason. You don't have to read it. If you do enjoy it. Great! My crappy writing is being enjoyed. In conclusion to this, if you like the story so far, please like, comment, share, and anything else that you may do.