Summary:Spider-Man and Ghost Rider are after the same person. It goes about as well as one might believe. Log Info:Storyteller: None |
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Johnny "Yen" Yuching burst out of the warehouse. He could hear his men yelling, firing wildly, and, in the distance, the sounds of sirens.
He clutched the MAC-10 to his chest. He had to get out. His men were tough, merciless, extremely loyal, and (their best quality) extremely expendable. His current worry was getting to the safehouse. Thne he could worry about what he was going to tell the Tongs. He had lost five TONS of heroin to one VERY annoying individual. The one a few of the Chinatown locals had been calling "Zunj%<236>ng de zhizhu."
Honorable Spider.
Then heard heard the gunfire pause. Had they got him after all?
"HERE COMES JOHNNY YEN AGAIN…"
He swore in Mandarin Chinese, and began running again.
Robbie Reyes was already hunting poor Johnny. While Spidey was hitting his warehouse here, Robbie had just finished butchering another operation of his. only three survivors who, honestly, were just kids from Chinatown trying to make a living. Too fresh to suffer true vengeance.
So, As Spidey was chasing poor Johnny, the loud roar of the engine of a black dodge charger roared in the streets, and Robbie growled. Eli Morrow, the serial killer spirit inside Robbie and serving as a Faux-Spirit of Vengeance, was whispering in his ear.
~there he is Robbie. We take him down, and his organization is gonna crumble. We send a message loud, and we send a message clear.~ "I'm already on it."
Though Robbie spots Spider-Man swinging after him, and unwilling to let him steal his kill, Robbie starts driving towards Johnny at about 60mph.
Johnny was slowing down. He could tell Spider-Man was closing on him. Oddly enough, he felt relaxed. Spider-Man was an annoying freak, who single-handledly brought down his operation…
Spidey catapults himself through the breezeway, watching Johnny Yen as he slows down, dropping the submachine gun and turning around to face the Webhead. All right. Web the guy up, leave him for the cops behind him, easy peasWHY IS MY SPIDER-SENSE GOING OFF?
Johnny was still smiling when he was suddenly bathed in white light. He had enough time to turn and face the light.
The he moved from light into eternal darkness.
The Dodge hit him amidships, shattering his femurs, pelvis, lower vertebrae and spine. Hydrostatic shock traveled up his spinal cords, shutting off all the life switches that ran the necessary systems, the brain going before it even had time to register the impact.
Johnny Yen died without knowing he was dead.
Just before the impact, the car's engine and wheels caught on Hellfire, and it was like whatever was inside turned into some kind of flaming demon. The roar now something almost demonic before-
BOOM.
Johnny's body got destroyed on impact, killing him instantly. After the hit, the car slowed down to a stop, and what stepped out?
The Ghost Rider.
Flaming skull and all, Robbie wore his usual black bodysuit with the bladed chain in his hand (a dagger at each end). Though he approaches Johnny's body, as if he was going to make sure he was dead.
Horror had ripped through him when he saw what had happened to Johnny. *NO!* he mentally screamed, a moment the hellish vehicle had plowed into him and snatched the life from him in an instant. What landed on the sidewalk was a humanoid meaty bag, the middle of it formless and baggy.
He landed near the thing that had once been Johnny Yen, and then turned…and saw the man. But it was not really a man. No face, just the grinning rictus of a skull, with flames issuing from it. Some thing that seemed to ooze murderous intent.
For many, the mere sight of the Rider was enough to rob people of their will and heart. But Spider-Man was not most people.
He turned in a crouch, facing the Ghost Rider, and snarled, "STOP RIGHT THERE!"
Ghost Rider looked at the body and growled a demonic sound before Spider-Man gave it an order to stop. Staring at Spider-Man, it had no fear or hesitation in its eyes, it just kept walking towards him. Its chain started to be dragged along behind him ominously. Whatever point Spider-Man was trying to make, Ghost Rider wasn't listening.
Eli spoke to Robbie. ~careful Robbie, before I died, I heard this spider-dude was no joke. But what the hell…lets fight him anyway.~
Robbie seemed to be in agreement, since Spider-Man would've most likely let this vile scumbag live in a prison, which he would no doubt eventually escape OR continue to commit his crimes. the Rider didn't stop. What would Spidey do?
He wasn't stopping. Well…Spidey was just going to have to MAKE HIM STOP.
His arms rose and two web grenades were fired from the webshooters, one aimed at chest level, one aimed at foot level. They got a foot away from the Rider before they exploded to coat him in webbing from the neck to the pavement under his boots.
The Rider then found himself covered in webs! Though the force of the web explosion didn't even make the monster budge, he appeared to be trapped! Maybe Spidey finally would be able to get thro-
The Webs started to incinerate off of the Ghost Rider's body via the Hellfire flames.
Well shit, that didn't work. In response, the Ghost Rider began to swing its Hellfire chain fast enough that it looked like a saw on the move, before it swung the chain at Spider-Man! aiming for his chest.
Spider-Man leaped out of the way. Which was a little surprising considering how fast it moved. Which meant he was quick. Very quick. No readily-identifiable martial style, but he knows how to come down.
Spidey slips around the chain and hits the Rider in the kidneys (if it HAS kidneys) with a punch twice the most powerful swing Evander Holyfield could manage on his besy day.
What a dodge! What a punch!
The Hit actually makes the Ghost Rider bend a little bit from the hit, but while that should be able to double over just about anybody, the Ghost Rider just snaps back up to a standing-up-straight position, and he tries to just haymaker Spider-Man into the building behind him!
Spider-Man was definitely faster than him though, but the Rider was strong, and the strength of his spin when he swung at Spider-Man gave him a very small boost of speed. Otherwise, he's not very fast at all by comparison.
Spider-Man's taken punches from pros, but this guy is serious, and a hit from him could punch his ticket early.
So…call and raise.
He ducked under the swing as if it was at half-speed and then he came up again with an uppercut. A500-pound uppercut, right into the hinged jaw of the skull, flames be literally damned.
Spider-Man dodges, and Ghost Rider is, at this point, wondering what he has to do in order to hurt Spider-Man. Hell, even HIT him.
But then an uppercut is coming at Ghost Rider's head, and its telegraphed. Unless Spidey pulls away at the last second, the Rider catches Spider-Man's fist and looks him right in the eyes, before attempting to lift him up in the air by his arm and slam him into the ground. Unless Spidey escapes? Repeatedly.
|ROLL| Peter Parker +rolls 1d20 for: 3
|ROLL| Robbie Reyes +rolls 1d20 for: 6
The Spider-Sense flares, and suddenly the fist is caught…and held. He tries to pull out of the grip, but he can't.
Then he feels himself rise as the Rider glares at him.
"…Doc, is this gonna hurt…?"
WHAM! Spider-Man has the breath knocked out of him as he slams into the ground. HARD.
WHAM!
The Rider then looks down at Spider-Man, growling, as if searching his soul to see if he is like Johnny. Sure, heroes are great on paper (unless its made by the lovely J Jonah Jameson), but you never know what they do behind closed doors. To the Ghost Rider, it didn't matter who this Yen guy was.
He was vile. He committed unspeakable acts, and many more would've suffered if Robbie didn't put him down like the dog he was.
But…he finds Spider-Man to be blameless. He's a genuine good guy. To this effect, Ghost Rider lets Spider-man's hand go, knowing full well he had that chance to just pummel the spider to oblivion…but he doesn't.
Why?
Instead, unless stopped, the Rider will make its way back to the Hellcharger.
Guilt? Spider-Man has it in spades.
The guilt of letting a dangerous man go free. The guilt that his family is fractured because of him. The guilt felt when he found Leah in the alley, hours from death and surrounded by pictures of Spider-Man. The guilt of finding a hundred people he could not save.
But evil? None to be found beyond the garden-variety sins of envy unacted upon, insults denied satisfation, injustices that would never be sated. There is simply no rrom in his soul for that kind of evil, although…something evil plagues him. It can be sensed, wrapped around his heart.
And something else, something that is implacable in its intensity, something the Rider can see when the Spider-Man begins to rise again, with two broken ribs and one cracked vertebra.
YOU WOULD HAVE TO KILL HIM TO STOP HIM.
The Ghost Rider pauses maybe four feet away from Spider-Man when it hears the young hero will himself back to his feet. It turns its head to look at him as he can tell it takes almost all that Spider-Man is to keep coming at him. Thus, the Rider exhales some Hellfire from his mouth, but not at Spider-Man. He does, however, approach the Webhead, and he'd try and kick Spider-Man across the street. He pulls the kick though, so even if it did hit, it would HURT, maybe knock senseless for a bit, but it wouldn't kill him. Not by a mile. If it hits, it would quite literally be the Ghost Rider's way of saying:
'stay down'.
|ROLL| Peter Parker +rolls 1d20 for: 5
|ROLL| Robbie Reyes +rolls 1d20 for: 2
Spider-Man moves. He's slower, but he's not slow. The kick misses, and then a punch to the kidneys that would flip the car onto its back as Spider-Man punches MUCH harder, somewhere in the five-to-seven TON range. He holds himself back a LOT—he even trained on a heavy bag to adjust the amount of power he used when punching bad guys. And THIS bad guy is a lot tougher than he looks.
The punch is a response that is all too clear.
"NEVER!"
BOOM!
The Ghost Rider takes the hit solid and he slides backwards until he hits a wall. It indents him into it and it looks like the Rider might be done. But then it just stares right at Spider-Man, ripping itself from the wall and walking like it never took a hit. Thats problematic.
But then it literally just starts walking towards Spider-Man…then he's running. Then he's SPRINTING!
Apparently intending to punch Spider-Man right in the face. Its a dead on attack, and he's putting about only five tons of force into the hit, knowing full well that this kid wasn't going to go down easy. Now this was a fight.
Spider-Man looked at him. The Spider-Sense was rising in his mind, but the HUD showed him what was coming.
Spidey was dimly aware of the cop car pulling up to his left. He was too busy watching the fist. It looked like it was the size of a mountain.
Then he MOVED.
When the punch came at him, he moved part it, grabbed it,pressed his feet into the pavement where they stuck fast, and then used the Rider's own momentum and force to THROW him. The Ghost Rider was suddenly FLUNG past Spider-Man, turning end over end as he flew through the air with the lousiest of ease.
This is usually when a teenager on the side of the street screams 'YEET'.
But the Ghost Rider is sent FLYING until he lands against the Hellcharger, bouncing off of it and landing on its back. But…like it was sitting up in order to copy the Undertaker, it stands up, and looks like its about to go and just pummel Spider-Man, that is, until the police arrive. New York's Finest come out of the car and aim their weapons at the Ghost Rider, firing their pistols with shaky hands.
The bullets do nothing.
Wsa there any way to stop this guy?!
But, seeing a fight here to be pointless, since everybody now present for this showdown was an innocent, the Ghost Rider uses its hellfire to ignite a roadblock between the cops and Spiderman, and the Ghost Rider. Unless somehow stopped, the Rider would get back in the Hellcharger, and drive away into the night.
Spider-Man backed up as the fire rose. He looked to the cops, then had to choose. He knew how powerful this guy was. and did he want to get cops involved, knowing they could die?
So he held back, even when he heard the engine of the Hellcharger roar like some unholy beast.
What was it the guy in the movie said? "Cops have better things to do than get killed."
He pointed to what was left of Johnny Yen. "That…THING…plowed into the guy. DRT." Short for Died Right There. Some things you don't learn in Physics class.
He looked at the departing embers of the rear lights through the flames, and grimaced. "I'll be seeing YOU again," he said icily. "Count on it."