Idris Stone, Harlem's Ghost.
Harlem, NYC. 

Harlem always seen struggle and conflict seeping through its sidewalk cracks, through the aging façade of the century old buildings, through the scarred skins of its youth, and now through the burning eyes of its most honest resident. Idris checked out of the Hospital last night, his father drove him home where his family greeted him with tearful eyes and a warm supper. After spending much of the night with his family he decided to take a walk at dawn instead of sleeping, he has already been in a coma for a week, he had all the sleep he needed. The wrestle that took place before his eyes between the Punisher and the Ghost Rider seemed fresh, as if it took place a few hours ago, and Idris felt the fire burn inside his chest. He felt that whatever the Ghost Rider imbued him with was a curse, it could not have been a gift in any way. But Idris knew he had done good all his life, why would he be the receiver of such an infernal curse? Or perhaps it wasn't a curse at all, perhaps the spirit of vengeance [i]chose [/i]him, chose to bestow the responsibility of cleansing evil on Idris's solid shoulders.

Idris kept walking until he reached the collapsed building that was once a home to twelve families, and of the best store with fresh vegetables this side of New York. All destroyed in an unthinkable moment, memories now setting between rubble and ash. What was the purpose of their fight? Whose fault was this? Idris thought, he knew it had to be the Punisher. As long as Idris knew, the Ghost Rider would never go out of his way to cause menace, unless he is possessed or out of control, which if was true he would have never received his new powers. Yet again, maybe its Mephisto's doing, manipulating a pure soul like Idris to descend into madness. Idris was lost, and he knew just the person that might guide him, direct him and even mentor him. Luke Cage lived right around the corner, but Idris suspected he might still be there since the last time he saw him. Luke Cage have always been the idol of many Harlem kids and even adults, maybe he could help Idris with his new curse or gift. Idris kept walking until the sky was basked in sunlight, reaching Luke Cage's doorstep and taking a deep breath before he placed a couple knocks on the door.