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[color=f26522][h2][b]SPIRIT OF VENGEANCE #2[/b][/h2][/color][/center]

The engine of the Charger roared with a ghoulish sound, the soundwaves causing all who hear it to shiver in fear. It lurched backward in reverse, pulling against the force of the Fire Troll, its strength being a match for the moment. The Rider sat confidently in the driver's seat, chains shooting forward from the vehicle from places that would look confusing and awkward to anyone watching. The troll roared back at the machine from hell, flames flying from it's mouth to engulf the Charger, the beast not understanding the depth of trouble it was in. 

[color=f26522]"Your flames can extinguished the might of hell."[/color] The Rider's voice was deep and raspy, menacing in every infliction, with every letter that rolled out of it's boney mouth. 

Ghost Rider's body would begin to rise, floating from the seat of the car, and phasing through the roof till its feet were firmly planted. 

[color=f26522]"LET'S HAVE SOME FUN!"[/color] The rider's voice cracked for just a second and one could hear a younger voice pierce the air. 

Chains slithered out from the flames on the rider's forearms, a pointed hook forming at the very end, hellfire burning upon the chain. Within a blink of eye the rider rose it's arms, swung the chains around, dripping bits of hellfire upon the surrounding, before throwing the chains and wrapping the troll up like a spider in a web. The hooks dug deep into the troll's chest forcing the beast to scream out in pain, unable to fight back against the bondage. The wheels screeched against the pavement as the charger shot backward, skidding across the pavement as it performed a 180 degree turn, shooting forward through the streets of New York. 

The sounds of combat caught the Rider's attention, specifically the lightning that appeared to not come from the heavens above. The Rider instead decided to make its way toward the whatever was causing the ruckus. In the meantime, the chains would grip tighter and tighter, the hellfire growing to uncontrollable levels as the troll screamed in pure anguish. Eventually he would arrive to where he heard the sound of lightning, the troll burning to ash as they arrived, the sounds of its screams finally stopping. The Rider stared at the few that stood in the area of the man with the hammer and golden hair, peering at Thor through its hollowed out eye sockets. One could feel the dread emanating from the Rider as his menacing voice echoed from the skeleton. 

[color=f26522]"Who. Are. You?"[/color]