Chaos Meets Vengeance (Eternal Chaos vs. The Rider)
A soft breeze blew through the night. The sky maintained a high clarity as the moon and stars shown down upon the land. On the road lay the famous Roadhouse of the 'Saints. Inside, the members were celebrating a recent victorious operation. In addition, two of the Prospects - John Diaz and Brock Peril - had been formally patched-in as full-fledged Riders of the organization now. Indeed, it was truly a momentous occasion. Throughout the entire night, John Wallace had made appearances all over the entire roadhouse. After all, it was his duty as President of the group to make his presence known. His smiles and lightheartedness masked something deeper within.
It had been weeks since his last transformation into the Rider. Within his soul, the Spirit of Vengeance burned zealously. However, Wallace would change into the Rider under the most dire of circumstances. Also, he had to be in the close proximity of great evil. For months now, John had been working on harnessing the ability to change. Through careful meditation and breathing control, he had managed the suppress the transformation of the Rider on several occasions. On this night, John would attempt the unthinkable: he would actually try to transform at will and control it fully.
Towards the end of the night, the celebration was beginning to take a different turn. Most of the members had headed out towards the garage area for the bare-knuckle fighting events. The contenders were getting ready, bets were being cast left and right, and the intensity was mounting. As he walked through a nearly-empty roadhouse, Wallace looked over and saw three of the Blazing Saints' Angels at the bar. Kay D'Ambrose, Barbie, and Ezrith were all carrying on and laughing. It was nice to see each of the ladies having a great time. John nodded and smiled as he walked past. However instead of going out to the garage area, he went upstairs to his room instead.
Once there, Wallace shut his door and locked it. In the middle of his floor was a cleared place which he had been using for meditative purposes. Taking a seat Indian style, John placed his palms upon his knees and closed his eyes. Entering into a deep state of meditation, he began to tap into the Vengeance within. Instead of supressing it, he chose to envoke it. In his mind, he thought of one of the most hideous acts ever committed - the murder of his wife and son. The rage which that thought envoked was so strong. As his hands gripped his knees harder, John realized that he had to channel that hate and the rage which burnt within him into something greater. That was precisely what he did. The muscles in his arms had become so tensed by it all. Wallace was fighting for control.
Suddenly, his muscles relaxed and he opened his eyes. They were glowing with a bright red color when he opened them. Slowly but surely, a smile creapt across his face. At that moment, his skull suddenly became engulfed in flames. Standing to his feet, the Rider looked at his hands and the rest of his body. Concentrating, the flames began to die down and he returned into his human form. He had done it. John Wallace had finally exhibitted complete and total control over the Vengeance within him. However, he suddenly sensed something extremely evil.
Quickly, John strapped on a sturdy piece of upper body armor. He then packed two .50 pistols and two large hunting knives. Afterwards, the threw on his long black riding coat and headed out the door. Kay, Barbie, and Ezrith stopped what they were doing and watched as John was heading towards the door. All three of them knew how to fight and were always ready to follow John into battle. "Stay here and keep an eye on things," John said. "I'm just gonna go check something out..... Don't worry." With that, he headed out the door and mounted up on his large chopper. After starting it up, he thundered down the road towards the great presence of evil before him.....
Gripping the handlebars of his chopper tightly, Wallace was blazing down the road. As he did so, the presence of evil before him was nearly overpowering. In the distance, he could sense that innocent blood was spilled. The presence of evil grew stronger and stronger. Eventually, John had to stop his motorcycle and catch his breath. His chest was nearly burning. Whatever the source of this evil was... it was like nothing he had encountered ever before. He placed a hand on his chest as his breathing began to quicken. Then, he closed his eyes and grimaced in pain. It was all about control. At that moment, he began to control his breathing. In his heart, John knew what would most-likely be needed to deal with this thread.
Suddenly, he looked up and opened his eyes. When he did, they glowed with a bright red color. Starting his ride up again, Wallace sped off down the road. He tightened his grip on the handles, feeling the intense sensation of Vengeance flowing throughout his body. Just then, sudden bursts of Hellfire shot out of his tailpipes. The front and rear tires of his ride began to emit flames as well. As he rode down the open road, John's skin began to emit steam as he eyes continued to glow. He began to laugh hysterically as the motorcycle began to increase its speed. The chopper began to leave a long trail of Hellfire behind it as it tore down the road.
At that moment, Wallace's skull became engulfed in flames. His flesh literally disappeared over his entire body. All that remained was a skeleton which was completely engulfed in Hellfire. Indeed, the Spirit of Vengeance was finally unleashed. The Rider's long coat flapped in the wind as he tore down the open road towards his destination. The fingerless gloves which he was wearing suddenly sprouted one-inch long spikes all over the knuckles and the backs. On his long coat, three four-inch spikes sprouted from each shoulder. Just then, his chopper transformed as well. The metal twisted about and changed form, revealing a sickening ride from Hell. The transformation was complete. As he blazed down the road, the Rider looked down at his handywork, then tilted his head back and lead out a deep laugh.
Something could be seen in the distance....something big. The Rider brought his ride to a sharp halt, steering it sideways and making the flaming wheels drag a slight trail of Hellfire for added theatrics. Standing before him was a huge creature of monstrous proportions. The massive creature was certainly imposing, and the evil which radiated thereof was unlike the Rider had experienced before. The Spirit of Vengeance then dismounted from his ride. There the two creatures stood, about to engage in one of the most epic battles to come. With his right hand, the Rider grabbed ahold of the chain on his motorcycle and held it tight. With his left hand, he raised it slowly and pointed an enflamed finger towards the Eternal Chaos known as Kain, then said in a firey voice, "You..... Back to Hell....."
As the Rider stood in front of the imposing vampire, he let out yet another deep growl. Kain simply chuckled and said, “Aren’t you quite the flamer? Stupid and corny too… Must do your parents proud to make such a complete and utter fool of yourself doesn’t it? You expect me to go back to a place that I’ve never been before either? Aren’t you the bright one. I’ll do you one better though. I’ll send you on a nice little vacation in the Eternal Prison. You’ve violated the balance so you must go to that prison and pay for your sins.”
At the sound of those words, the Rider tightened his grip firmly upon the chain and began to approach the beast. When he got there, he would wrap his chain around that foul creature's neck and strangle him nice and slow. However, the vampire suddenly conjured a massive orb of black magic and cast it towards him. Like the shot from a cannon, the orb smashed into the Rider's chest. The orb spread on contact and the dark elements suddenly covered the Rider's entire body, as if they were compressing it. As his constrained body was flying backwards at incredible speeds, it smashed into his flaming chopper and knocked it over. At this point, the ability of Hellfire control was utilized. The Rider created a powerful surge of Hellfire within himself and caused it to emanate from his entire body. In doing so, he caused the dark power of the orb to become dispelled and to shatter while his body was still midair.
Suddenly, his body was slammed down hard onto the pavement where it slid to a halt. That blast had caused him to land nearly one hundred yards away from his opponent. Hell's Bounty Hunter stood to his feet, reached up, and snapped his fiery neck back into alignment with a sickening crack. The entire time, the chain had remained in his hand. Taking it, he wrapped it around his torso. He then placed one hand up to his mouth and let out a sharp whistle. At that moment, his flaming motorcycle was summoned and it came speeding down the road towards him. The Spirit of Vengeance then mounted up and let out a monstrous laugh. As the engines fired up, he tore down the road directly for the monster, Kain.
The Rider rode at the vampire with blinding speeds. Just as he was nearing the creature's position, he suddenly rode to the side and then began to race in circles around the beast. Going literally thousands of miles per hour, the Rider raced circles around Kain. There was a ten-foot radius of the circle around the vampire. However, the flaming chopper left behind it a trail of Hellfire. By then, a massive wall of Hellfire had been accumulated around Kain that reached up into the night sky. Through his actions, the Rider had just created a flaming vortex of Hellfire all around his opponent.
With the vortex of Hellfire being sustained, the Spirit of Vengeance road away from it. At that moment, he seized his chain once again. Taking hold of the chain with both hands, he gave a sharp jerk to the links. Immediately, they were engulfed in Hellfire. The Rider then held his chain in one hand and road back towards the flaming vortex. Tearing down the road towards the vortex, he began to swing the flaming chain above his head. At the tip was a massive hook with an incredibly sharp tip. The Rider needed a great deal of momentum if this was going to work. Riding harder than ever, he sped towards the beast. Suddenly, he burst through the vortex and swung the flaming chain out as he rode though. In doing so, the Rider attempted to hook it onto Kain's neck and throw the vampire a great distance. It was a brutal attack; but then again, this was not exactly going to be a church social gathering. Indeed, the world would be forever changed after these two forces collided.......
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