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As the day’s sun disappears behind a Travis County forest filled with dead trees,   a frail womanly figure staggers out from the woods edge and franticly moves towards the dirt road. She’s confused and desperation fills her eyes as she stumbles through a clearing only to catch her foot on a raised root and fall to the parched ground. As night falls so does the days chance for rain and this cracked Texas ground that hasn't tasted a single drop in weeks might as well be concrete when falling on it. The drought that’s encompassed the area for years has taken its toll on both the earth and sanity of the people here.  What used to be a popular last stop for spring breakers has been reduced to a crumbling shell of its former self.   And even as night falls, the hundred degree temperatures remain. Rising up from the sun baked ground she hears the faint sound of an engine and sees in the distance a single light barreling down the old county road,  approaching quickly yet so far away.

Girl:  It's the police! It has to be.

As the engine nears she races towards the road and stops short to make sure it's clear.

Girl:  No one but that light and that sound.

As she observes the headlight she begins to realize that whatever or whomever it is, is too far away but she waves for help hysterically. She tries to call out to the stranger but only a coarse, barely audible sound erupts from her bleeding lips.  Stopping to rest for a minute she begins to pinpoint the direction in which the engine sound is coming from. Behind her in the woods is a monstrous being, concealed from view by trees, who approaches fiercely and with heavy footsteps. The sounds of snapping tree limbs are barely surpassed by the encompassing engine noise. From the woods emerges what has pushed her to complete exhaustion, an ogreish man that has crashed through the Texas thicket, wielding a brutal chainsaw and slashing it through the air. She panics and darts further up the road. The moon has risen above the tree line now and you can see the light reflect off the blood that covers her face, crimson in color she's completely covered in it. Wrapped around her head is her brothers soaked bandanna that she managed to pull off while trying to grab him from the monsters fiendish grasp. Fearing for her life she runs toward the light pleading for whomever it is to get there faster.
  
Silence cuts through the air louder than her pleas for help and her fleeing footsteps.

She pauses thinking she got away and turns to discover the noise is gone as is the tyrant. With her eyes swollen from crying, she makes it to the side of the road and ducks behind some dry brush to try and conceal herself.
  
Leatherface:  aaaarrrghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

She can hear his boots approaching and as they come closer she lies waiting paralyzed by fear.  For the first time she sees that its him, the one who attached the vehicle to the old man’s tow truck.  He butchered her parents and grabbed her baby brother while on their way to the lake. It was tangled barbed wire that put them on the side of the road with a flat. It was their tow truck that offered to take them into town to use the phone while they fixed the wheel. Remembering that she snickered to her brother that she's seen this movie before and that her father snapped at her for being so rude. Such trivial thoughts to be having now, but they are calming her breathing. She can see him through the shrubbery now. He stops mid stride and unfastens a chain from his left side. Not sure of what he’s doing she leans forward to have a better look.

A metal shark?   She thought.

!Crack! The sound of imminent death.

Who knew that dead twigs can bring unspeakable horror. Knowing that she has been found she rises quickly only to come face to face with her pursuant. She’s eyeing the bear trap that he is now carrying as the two stand facing each other, she pleads for him not to kill her.  It’s obvious she’s exhausted and doesn't have it in her to run anymore.  The man breathes deeply and with a heave starts swinging his horrific trap.
  
The stranger is getting closer now and she can hear the roar of the motorcycle engine. Her body’s last shot of adrenaline rushes through her, giving her the strength to take off running, only to be violently stopped short by the bear trap closing around her shoulders and head. Her body lies twitching as a gurgled noise comes from the flesh that resides in the traps teeth. As the monster drags her body closer to his feet he eyes the approaching light in the distance, opting to dispose of her before any more confrontations.  He drags her off the road and into the woods, leaving behind a thick trail of blood. Just beyond the tree line awaits his transport. He flings her body onto the back of the tow truck and slaps the wheel well signaling for the driver to go. The clutch grinds as its taillights disappear into the darkness. With no time to deal with the mess the masked man hides along the tree line, cloaked by darkness, waiting for the stranger to arrive.
Passing through the town Blaze immediately travels back to Hewwitt Rd. It's just past midnight when he pulls his bike over to the side.

"I have to do this smart" Blaze thinks to himself. "Don't want to rush in. Not sure what will be awaiting me."

Blaze continues down the road on foot untill he comes to the placewhere he found the blood. By this time the road has been turned over. No sign of the blood now. He leans down to feel the ground and he feels his blood starting to rise in temperature. Spilled blood of the innocent is the only thing on this earth that will cause this reaction.

" Why?!? If someone was murdered, why didn't I pick up on that before? Strange was right. That box has been preventing the transformation. None of that matters now I have the riders sight and I can see the blood of the innocent."

As Blaze's sight starts to resemble the Ghost Rider's luminal vision he is able to see that what lies before him is horriffic. A scene of carnage stretches from the road to the ditch into the brush and beyond the treeline.  Drag marks left in the road make it apparent now that someone was pulled off.  Following the trail of blood he discovers an old road hidden by the cloaking power of ominus looking trees. The blood stops on what appears to be tire tracks that lead up the road.

"Heavy Truck" Blaze thinks

Blaze continues to follow the road stopping short of the warehouse he woke up in. Not seing anyone around he walks up to the large rusty door and pushes it aside. Inside the smell of death almost overcomes him. The door opens to a large hallway that leads to the killing chamber.  The body that was once lying on the table has been moved and the table and tools has been cleaned. On the wall of the room are symbols drawn that mimmick the markings on the box. Blaze backs out of the room and heads down the corridor to the large chamber that he woke up in. The smell of death is getting worse. Arriving at the massive door he pushes it to the side and reveals a macbre scene. Unrecognizable carcasses are hanging in every section of the room. Blood wets the floor and the air smells of iron.  Backing out of the room he moves further along the corridor untill he comes out the back of the building. Having to immediatley duck against the wall as a vehicle passes by.

"It's the towtruck from town"

It's carrying an older station wagon as travels past, rounds a corner, and dissapears from view. After seeing the trucks tail lights turn the corner,  Blaze follows the road to the curve where he can see two people get out of the truck and start speaking.  Not able to hear them, he moves closer.

"Get her out of the truck you retard and go inside and put on your best face. Can't have you looking all crazy and shit for our guest here."

Blaze hears a girl scream as she's ripped from the truck and dragged in by her hair. Blaze moves closer to get a better veiw. The county sherriff comes outside and starts walking to the back of the truck. In the bed he pulls out a chainsaw, turns, and walks into the house. Blaze creeps along the treeline moving closer to the house. The door swings open again and Blaze is forced to get down behind some abandoned vehichles starts to move closer to the front of the car to get a better veiw.

"Okay Pa shit. I'll go get it." the scraggly man says as he leaps downward off the stairs. He comes to the back of the station wagon and opens the back door. Spilling the vehichles contents on the ground.

Kicking what looks to be potato sacks the scraggly man screams back towards the house "Dammit Thomas. How many times do I have to tell you to tie the fucking sacks. Now im going to have to wash these off." The man bends down behind the car door and starts picking up whatever spilled from the sacks.

Blaze can see that the sacks are drenched in blood as his own begins to burn. At any other point he would've changed into the Ghost Rider by now.

"Must still be suffering from the effects of the box."

The scraggly man then shuts the gate door to the wagon and it becomes very clear whats in the bag. Blaze's attention focuses on several pieces of human limbs sticking out of the top of the bags. Blaze leans in for a closer look when he falls forward catching himself on the fender of an old car causing it to dent in and alert the scraggly man. The man turns and heads for the cab of the towtruck, grabs a flashlight, and searches the area where he heard the noise. As he shines the light over the dusty cars he focuses in on a handprint left on the newly dented fender.

"DAMN COONS." The man shouts crazily as he turns, picks up the bags, and walks into the house. The scene seems to be all clear. Blaze starts back toward the front of the row of cars when the man and the sherriff come back onto the porch. Suspecting that they might have seen him Blaze ducks back down behind the rows of cars finding a slightly opened trunk and slipping in with relative ease.

For an old car the trunk didn't make any noise and when inside Blaze smells fresh oil. "Why would you oil an old car" he thought. "Oh Shit" suddenly realizing he's been baited. He tries to get out of the trunk but it won't open.

"Ha Ha Ha. We got us a live one Pa. You think it's him Pa."

"Of course I do Idiot. Go get your brother."

Realizing that he might be in some real trouble, Blazes body starts emmitting light signaling a progression in the transformation. He can hear footsteps outside of the car.

"Boy you must be the dumbest son of a bitch ever. You actually escape and then come back. Who'd you tell about us huh" the sherriff shouts as he bangs on the trunk. "Who knows about us?"

The sherrif steps away from the car and Blaze can hear him talking with some other people.

"I don't care get his ass out of that trunk boy" the sherriff shouts.

Cranking sounds of a small engine start to pierce the trunks metal. When it starts, Blaze realizes it's the chainsaw. The saw begins coming closer untill it's right outside the trunk and then it starts loudly cutting into the trunk lid. Blaze frantically tries to get out of the way of the approaching blade when one catches him on the side ripping him open.

"AAAHHH!!" Blaze screams in agony.

"We got em Pa. We got em." The man laughs maniacly.

In an instant the trunk starts to glow from the inside. The chainsaw starts cutting the trunk away when ferociously the trunk flies off and standing in its place is the Ghost Rider.

"Holy mother! What the fuck is that Pa?"

"Shut up boy. Get him Thomas." Pa says to the man weilding the chainsaw.

Blaze can see the remnants of blood on the chainsaw and also that the markings on the casing itself resemble the ones found on the box. Enraged he lunges for Thomas taking a shot to the arm by the chainsaw.

"AAAHHH" Blaze lets out.

"Oh. The saw hurts doesn't it boy. They said it would"

"Who? Who said it would" Blaze screams deviating his attention to the sherriff as he starts unraveling the chain wrapped around his body.

Ghost Rider whips the chain and before the sherriff can react he is drug to the Ghost Riders feet by the neck. The Rider lifts the sherriff off the ground by the chain and once more asks.

"WHO???"

Being choked by the Rider's chain the sherriff cannot respond.

In the background the chainsaw continue to roar as it rips accrossed Ghost Riders back dropping the sherriff and the Rider at the same time. Leatherface starts sawing away untill the fire that encases the Ghost Rider goes out and what is left is tattered clothing and broken bones.

Leatherface unravels the chain around the sherriff neck.

Cough Cough. "You killed him son. That needle headed Bastard was right. Dispose of this shit, get in there, and finish supper."

The scraggly man grabs a wheelbarrel and starts placing the Ghost Riders remains in.

"Help! Help me" the girl from earlier screams as shes fleeing through the front door. She falls from the top step cracking her head on the bumper of the tow truck. Still in shock she gets up, starts running, and falls over the wheelbarrel spilling the Ghost Riders remains onto the ground.

"Grab her Thomas. Get that Bitch back in here" says the sherriff.

Leatherface comes out of the house with a furious yell and leaps down the stairs to where the girl is lying on the ground. He grabs her by the hair and draggs her toward the house, up the stairs, and back inside.

The sherriff walk back on the porch and yells at the scraglly man "I thought I said dispose of him."

"But Pa she dum..."

"I don't care boy get that shit out of here now" the sherriff interupts.

The man wheels Ghost Riders body to the back of the house dumping him into a large pit filled with the skeletal remains of the rest of their victims, turns to go inside and grabs the sledge hammer lying by the back door. The screaming from inside the house continues untill suddenly the crack of a hammer to the girls skull eminates from the house followed by a dead silence.
Awakened by the profound smell of rotting meat and unsure of where he is Blaze discovers that he has been thrown into a large room. Still groggy from an apparent head injury, he stands slowly using an old rickety table to brace himself from falling. It's quiet, real quiet, with the exception of liquid dripping all around him, most likely blood. He finds a path through the hanging rancid carcasses to a door that is ten feet high and slides it to the side easily.  Wondering why the door wasn’t locked and fearing it might be a trap he cautiously enters the hallway.  Half way to an exit he comes across a horrendous scene.

John Blaze: "OH FUCK!!!"

His reaction after stumbling upon what seems to be a killing chamber would be normal for most anyone.

The air is cool and everything seems fresher in here. The smell of blood and lots of it fills the air. A partially carved body lies on a stainless steel table and missing from it are its head and breasts along with huge chunks of the thighs as well. On another table lies a torso with the chest cavity cracked open. A steel bucket sits to one side filled with the various organs and flesh hangs from meat hooks along the back wall.   The butcher’s tools are scattered as if they were just left after being interrupted.   

John Blaze: "C'mon change Damn it".

Unable to change into the Ghost Rider he may very well have to experience this first hand. He walks out of the room and down the passage way through some double doors that lead him outside.

John Blaze: ‘It's still dark.”

He hasn’t been out long; the engine on his bike is still warm. He climbs on and with a tremendous rumble the engine starts.

John Blaze: “The box?”

Blaze realizes that it’s missing but he knows that his head injury is too serious to try and find it and that he must find help instead.  His vision is blurring and he has lost a lot of blood.   

John Blaze: “Feels like I was hit in the head with a hammer”

He knows that the back of his skull is fractured, he just doesn’t know how badly.  If he wasn’t who he was he would be dead for sure. Back on the road; he’s confused as to which direction he should choose and opts to go left. Traveling at a high rate of speed he passes a sheriff's car on the side of the road, he panics at first but the officer doesn't pursue.

John Blaze: “Was there anyone even in that car?”

He blows past a sign that reads Camp Crystal Lake but the injury to his head overcomes his ability to ride so he slows down and pulls off to the side.

John Blaze: "Something's wrong. If I can't change I'll die.”

Panicking a little at first he remembers the gift he received.

John Blaze: “The Amulet."

Blaze places his hand on the Amulet and the one thing that comes to mind, as he passes out again, is the name

Stephen Strange.


3 DAYS LATER

Blaze awakens once again only this time he finds himself in bed, bandaged, and partially clothed. He slips out of bed. His shirt and jacket are sitting folded on the chair along with clean pants and socks, and his shoes are off to one side. He dresses and makes his way to the door. Opening it slowly he can hear chants coming from downstairs. He walks to the balcony and eyes a floating orb in the middle of the atrium. He can hear some rustling to the left and decides to call out.

John Blaze: "UGH..."

Words escape him but any combination of questions would suffice. Who are you? Where am I? What happened?  Still peering over the railing a voice comes from behind.

Dr. Strange: "Blaze dear friend. You are awake."

Blaze spins and sees Dr. Stephen Strange Sorcerer Supreme.

Dr. Strange: "I guess the Amulet worked then. That's a plus."

John Blaze: "You mean you didn't know it would work"

Dr. Strange:  "Well of course. I just didn't think you would ever use it."

John Blaze: "I was desperate.  Where did you find me?"

Dr. Strange: "Find you? The amulet doesn't show me where you’re at; its only purpose is to simply bring you somewhere safe and if you ended up here then you were in some serious danger”

John Blaze: "I wasn't able to change again. Something is stopping me; like before. I can't save my family if I cannot change into the Ghost Rider."

Strange stands contemplating the coercive forces preventing the Ghost Rider from being summoned knowing that it has to be very powerful magic to prevent that kind of transformation.

Dr. Strange: “Where is the box”

John Blaze: "I don’t know I lost it back in Texas, I had it up until I was cracked in the head. By the way thanks for patching me up"

Dr. Strange: “It was Wong that patched you up. When you showed up I was gathering information in the astral realm about your wife and how she came upon the box; trying to find out what kind of energy it's projecting.  Rintrah looked after you until I returned.”

John Blaze: “Well I’ll thank them when I see them. What did you find out?”

Dr. Strange: “Surprisingly, loads. I learned that the box is a relic and that it appeared in our realm some 600 years ago during King Arthur’s time of rule.  Apparently Zarathos stole it from a group of demons called the Cenobites.”

John Blaze: “What’s a Cenobite?”

Dr. Strange: “Unsure at the moment, but Zarathos tried to use it along with a couple of other relics from that period in a bid to bring hell to earth.  After being defeated by one of your ancestors they placed the box in the custody of a protector named The Keeper who actually exists in between realms. I managed to locate him and he told me that it was a lady that requested the object. He proceeded to tell me that only beings that are part of a significant fate come to his shop and upon request he grants them the item they are looking for.”

John Blaze: “My birthday”

Dr. Strange: “I’m sorry?”

John Blaze: “Every year my wife buys me some old artifact in the hopes that it will break my curse.  She must have gone into the shop for that reason.”

Dr. Strange: “John, you must get the box back, we need to examine it. Find out what kind of power it holds. Go back to Texas and get the box.”

From outside  a vicious rumble rattles the house as Blazes bike starts.

John Blaze: “The amulet brought my bike too?”

Dr. Strange: “No it arrived this morning.”

Blaze walks to the door, stops abruptly, and turns.

John Blaze:  “I’m going to tear their realm to pieces.  Vengeance will be mine; I shall not be denied.”
This group is about expanding the idea that Ghost Rider is not confined to just the Marvel Universe and that he travels without boundries to fight whom ever needs to be stopped.  I have been working on a story that follows ghostie as he goes after movie villans, comic villans, and any other villans that you all can show him fighting against.  a rough outline had ghostie hunting down Michael myers, then going after leatherface to Jason and then traveling to the dream realm to take on Freddy.  I have scenes in my head of him having to team up with other characters i.e. hellboy, spawn, darkness, and going after the cenobites and having a knockdown drag out war.  so if you can see my vision please post art. i will put up requests for certain scenes. and am always looking for ideas to expand the story arc.
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This group is about expanding the idea that Ghost Rider is not confined to just the Marvel Universe and that he travels without boundries to fight whom ever needs to be stopped. I have been working on a story that follows ghostie as he goes after movie villans, comic villans, and any other villans that you all can show him fighting against. a rough outline had ghostie hunting down Michael myers, then going after leatherface to Jason and then traveling to the dream realm to take on Freddy. I have scenes in my head of him having to team up with other characters i.e. hellboy, spawn, darkness, and going after the cenobites and having a knockdown drag out war. so if you can see my vision please post art. i will put up requests for certain scenes. and am always looking for ideas to expand the story arc.This group is about expanding the idea that Ghost Rider is not confined to just the Marvel Universe and that he travels without boundries to fight whom ever needs to be stopped. I have been working on a story that follows ghostie as he goes after movie villans, comic villans, and any other villans that you all can show him fighting against. a rough outline had ghostie hunting down Michael myers, then going after leatherface to Jason and then traveling to the dream realm to take on Freddy. I have scenes in my head of him having to team up with other characters i.e. hellboy, spawn, darkness, and going after the cenobites and having a knockdown drag out war. so if you can see my vision please post art. i will put up requests for certain scenes. and am always looking for ideas to expand the story arc.
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Toast Rider by AnutDraws  CareDevil by AnutDraws   Spider-Mask by AnutDraws Iron Spider vs. Miki by AnutDraws
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MusicMarvel214 Featured By Owner Jul 25, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
what if the punisher became the spirit of vengeance... written by Garth Ennis. >:D
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joker5063 Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2012
its actually something ive thought of also. two words.. epic.. ugh.. ness?
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joker5063 Featured By Owner May 31, 2010
need an icon for this group.. whose game
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CyberII Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2010  Professional Traditional Artist
what do you want it to be like?
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joker5063 Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2010
i dont really know. i was thinking the title maybe. or the background to be the Lament Configuration with Ghost Riders War written over it. any thoughts. i just ask that if you do anything for us please become a member. thank you for your interest in my little group
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CyberII Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2010  Professional Traditional Artist
chack it out, what do you think?

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i'll think about it. seems like i have an idea
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dartbaston Featured By Owner May 29, 2010  Student Digital Artist
Dude I think U should let people join!! This is hell of a group! That way It will grow
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joker5063 Featured By Owner May 31, 2010
ok i think i fixed it..sorry still new to this shit. if you see anything else let me know
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