<div align="center">(http://api.ning.com/files/t8dRO7V4sLLLkajZDZ-R0ggJub2jDtgPLsn0opr1UOda6mOYSafEeH-Fz9vjRmWQaZiaXYV5JX9ajKiTwQZsdQvyZLk-6dkg/GhostRiderSpiritOfVengeance2.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Ghost Rider<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Collapsed Subway tunnel<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain Marvel, open</span><br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The Rider's Roar of Rage joined Captain's Marvel's Battlecry as she dove into the throng of Ultron's, hellbent on carnage. The Rider whipped out his fiery chain, and had it wrapped around one of the Ultron's Waist. The Metal already starting to glow as it was quickly reaching its melting point in the Heat of Hell. With a jerk, The Rider sent the drone flying into another one. He was careful to keep out of Marvel's way. The Rider was generally not used to working with another as he was often by himself in keeping the Heavenly Host, and the Hordes of Hell at bay. The Rider was vaguely aware of the Other Entity staving of his own onslaught, but right now his focus was here, this fight. He let out a growling hiss as Captain Marvel told him that they could win. On their own, They could be overwhelmed, but together. The powers of the Rider, and Captain Marvel was like a force of Nature. The Drones falling to the two of them like Wheat before the Scythe.<br/><br/>The Rider barely paused when he felt the life force of the Samurai snuff out like a candle in the darkness. He turned to Marvel when she started to take in the Energy that the Ultrons were freely giving to her. The ensuing blast threw the Rider from his feet, and slammed him against the Wall of the Tunnel. Sliding down, he was quick to recover as several bits of Ultron scattered around, and coming to rest at his Feet. The Scene as horrific, and a good gauge of the Power of Captain Marvel.<br/><br/>When Carol started to slowly walk down the tracks, the Rider followed. the Fire swirling around his head illuminating the tunnel to where the Silver Samurai made his Stand. He kept a respectable distance as Carol knelt beside the honorable fallen. When she asked for him to take the Warrior's sword. The Rider stepped forward, and coaxed the Fallen warrior to release his Sword. Taking the sword in Hand, the Rider gently replaced it back into the Samurai's Saya, the sword's Scabbard. A Samurai should never be without his Sword. It was his soul after all.<br/><br/>When Carol addressed him, and asked where he came from, and if there was a way out of their predictament, he looked into her eyes. His empty orbitals swirling with Hell Fire. He was peering directly into her soul. Seeing her intentions, her heart. the Flames Flickering as it encompassed his entire head. To answer her Question, he Pointed down the tunnel whence he came. From that tunnel, another glow appeared as his faithful Hellcycle rolled right up to him. Rumbling softly as it waited for its master. "Come with me." He said quietly. His voice deep, and gravelly. The bassness of the tone seemingly causing the tunnel to rumble. He easily threw his leg over the Bike, and pointed it down the tunnel. He turned his head to see if Captain Marvel was going to get on as well.<br/><br/>The Hellcycle:<br/>(http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/2700000/Ghost-Riders-Bike-ghost-rider-2756581-600-400.jpg)