//------------------------------// // Prologue // Story: Ghost Rider: Spirit of Friendship // by RevenantHunter //------------------------------// Author's note: You know, I think I might actually be the first one on this site to actually write a Ghost Rider/MLP crossover. Yay for milestones and breaking down barriers! This story takes place after the second Ghost Rider movie. I don't care if it got bad reviews, IT WAS STILL AN AWESOME MOVIE! A lone man in a worn and slightly burnt leather jacket stumbled forward before finally collapsing in the middle of the desolate road. Behind the man was the smoldering wreckage of twisted metal and shredded rubber that was once a BMW motorcycle. The man began to crawl, not knowing where to go or how to get help. His face had a bloody gash going along his right cheek that was oozing blood. His clothes were shredded and were stained with oil, soot, and blood. He stopped as a jolt pain ran through his head. 'Well Johnny, it sure was SMART of you to go riding on the Transfăgărășan in Romania when you're currently suffering from alcohol withdrawl.' He thought bitterly to himself. Slowly rolling onto his back, which may or may not have been broken, he laid there and stared into the flames the devoured the bike. 'Damn, and that was one of my favorites.' He gave a dry chuckle that turned into a coughing fit, blood splattering into his leather glove covered hand as he held it against his mouth. That ain't good. Better try to find some help. Johnny Blaze tried to shift his legs, but was stopped when he felt a jolt of pain that made him hiss. Looking down, he saw that where there was a bloody patch on his jeans, there was something sticking out of his leg. 'Great, a broken femur. And it's sticking through.' He laid back down. 'I should be in absolute agony right now. Why does the pain feel numbed? Am I in shock?' Johnny couldn't figure anything out. He had just crashed on a motorcycle while going over 50 mph. He had a broken femur sticking out of his leg, possibly a broken back, a stronger possibilty of having internal bleeding, and he was losing blood at a faster rate. He stared into the sky, his vision starting to blur. "Well, I should've expected to die this way. Lying broken and bleeding out in the middle of a road with the burning wreckage of a bike nearby." He closed his eyes. He took a deep breath. He exhaled. He didn't draw another breath. In a castle nestled beside a mountain, a pony gasped and sat straight up in her bed. This pony had a horn on her head and graceful wings in her sides. She was taller than most ponies, had a coat color of dark sapphire blue with a mane that waved from sitting up so fast. It was a mixture of dark blues with stars that made it look like the night sky on a clear night. A white crescent moon sitting on an inkly dark purple, near black background cutie mark adorned her flanks. This pony was no other than the second alicorn and co-ruler of Equestria with her older sister, Princess Luna, the Goddes of the Night. She brought a hoof up and wiped away the sweat that had formed on her brow. 'Such a strange dream.' The sound of her bedroom door being open caught Luna's attention. A white alicorn stood in the doorway, her magenta eyes showing worry as her mane of blues, greens, pinks, and purples billowed behind as though an unknown breeze was blowing. She had an orange stylized sun on her flank. It was her older sister, the Goddess of the Sun, Princess Celestia. "Is something wrong Luna?" Luna shook her head. "I'm fine 'Tia. Just a bad dream." Celestia slowly walked over sister. "It must have been quite a dream Lulu. You're still breathing heavily and you're still sweating." Luna groaned at the pet name her sister usually calls her. "Sis, you know I don't like that name. And really, I'm fine. Just a stupid nightmare" Celestia smiled a little and stood by Luna's side. "Do you want to talk about it?" Luna sighed, but then gave a reluctant nod. "I saw this...thing. A creature that stood on only two legs, like a primate." Luna looked at Celestia, who nodded for her to continue and that she was listening. "I think it was injured, because it was covered in blood. Near the creature was some sort of metal contraption. The contraption was on fire. It was struggling to move, but it couldn't." Luna's eyes were starting to get teary. "It looked so helpless. It looked so hurt, but no one was around to help it. It...It died...right in the middle of the path." Celestia pulled Luna into a hug to calm her down. "Do you know what this creature was, Luna?" Luna shook her head against Celestia's shoulder. "No...but it...he had a name." Celestia let Luna pull back so that she could look into her eyes. "And what was his name?" Luna furrowed her brow as she struggled to remember what the creature called himself. "J...John...ny....Blaze. Johnny Blaze." Celestia smiled. "A somewhat odd name...but a nice one. I wouldn't worry though, Luna. Like you said, it was just a bad dream. I wouldn't worry about it." Luna nodded in agreement. "But it was still a rather strange dream." Celestia only smiled, which was broken when she gave a large yawn. Then Luna gave a large yawn. "Well, I think it's best that we get back to sleep." "Alright. Goodnight Celly." "Goodnight Luna." Celestia closed the door behind her as she left the room. Luna's room was once again shrouded in darkness, but a single ray of silver light cut through the dark. Luna gave oone last yawn and laid down, allowing the comforting light of her moon to make her feel safe and lull her to sleep. Author's Note: Well, what do you think? Should I continue the story? I hope I get responses for this chapter. I usually write based on people's reactions to the story. Let me know where I need to improve and I'll get back to the story.