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Chapter 1: Calling from hell.
Chapter 1: Calling from hell.
How in the hell did this happen?
"Mom!" David Screamed at the top of his lungs. They were so far from each other and yet so close at the same time. "Hold on Mom!" David Martinez screamed, trying to get out of the wreck to no avail. Their car was upside down and he was trapped as well as hurt with various injuries.
Then before long the help came. “A trauma team…”David exclaimed smiling as the officers approached. His mood turned sour when he heard that they were abandoning his mother just because she wasn’t a client. “What the hell are you gonks doing?! Come back!”
He yelled with all the air left in his body, but no matter how much he pleaded and begged they turned a cold eye to him and his mothers pain, leaving them to rot. Ignoring David and his Moms plight, they grabbed the Corpo big wig that was the target of the gang altercation and got into their AV, leaving the Martinez behind to fend for themselves.
How—how could they be left behind?! Weren’t those trauma team fucks supposed to help people!? "HELP! SOMEBODY!" He screamed yet again seemingly to the void of neon buildings. It was all his fault. If he Hadn’t of brought that illegal software and messed up the school's system, then his mother wouldn't have had to be called and she wouldn't have had to drive him back home.
All because he didn’t want to spend the money that they needed!!
"I'm sorry….I'm so sorry." The teen mumbled as he started to sob. He was was frozen from the fear, shock and guilt plagued him at that very momento. His mother did everything for him and how did he repay it. He fucked everything up and was more than likely about to lose her. "I'm so sorry, Mom!"
*Thud*
Snapping out of his sorrow, he coudn’t help but notice a mans leg, dressed in very fine tuxedo pantsand currently standing near his mother.
"Please help! My mom needs help!" He screamed to the stranger, hoping that the stranger would do something. "Aren’t you fucking listening?! Call an ambulance!" The stranger didn't say anything, not matter how much David yelled at him. The stranger didn't say anything, not matter how much was this asshole oa fuckin corpo?!David yelled at him. Was this asshole one of those fucking corpos.
"Oh my…." The stranger finally spoke with a soft and tender voice. It was odd, with an enchanting accent. As the corpo started to kneel, David was able to get a Good look at his face. He was a middle-aged man with short black hair that had a pretty clean cut. And his face…God his face..was too beautiful, as if one was staring at a piece of art. But what was most suprising of all was that the man smiled, as if he were an old friend that parted ways long ago, which only served to unnerve the already distraught teenager.
“You’ve met quite a terrible fate haven’t you…young David
What the fuck?!
How did random corpo know his name? He literally has never seen this guy before until just now. Was he a friend of mom perhaps?
“H-Help my mom.” David pleaded with a sore throat.
"Don't worry, your mother is fine. Or she will be in a minute, it depends onnhow long this takes us."
“What the fuck are you talking about?!” David croaked with a hint of venom.
“Language, young man. That’s not the proper way to speak to your elders.”
“Stop wasting time and save my mom!”
"I won't save your mom." Davids anxiety didn't let him notice but the man's eyes were completely red, pupils long and slim like a cat's.
"You will." The stranger said extending his left arm toward the helpless teens face.
David screamed until everything went black.
"Your mother is stable. Thank god you brought her on time. Its also a good thing you got the premium package, if you hadn’t she probably woudn’t of survived."
David looked frantically around the room. He wasn't inside his car anymore but now in a hospital waiting room. When and how did he get here?!
“Where’s my mom?!” he shouted with panic
“Inside her room? Mr.Martinez, are you all right? Do you need assistance?”
“Where is her room!?”
"Right in front of you."
David ran inside the room and saw his mother. She was connected to various machines, allowing her.
"MOM!" He shouted again.
"Calm down, Mr Martinez. Your mother can't hear you, she is under sedatives. With our premium package, she will be able to go back home in 3 days."
“W-Wait, you said she got the premium package….who paid for it?”
“…..Mr. Martinez, you paid for it.”
No---No,nonononono. That's impossible, they could barely pay for the washing machine much less for a premium medical package. David opened his wallet and read….
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No….this was a bug….the number shouldn’t be possible….
Eurodollars: 385600
"Mr. Martinez, are you sure you don't want a quick mental check? It's pretty cheap."
“I-I….Where’s the bathroom?” He asked, his face ghostly pale.
"This room has a private bath, another benefit of the premium package. If you don't want anything else, I will leave you alone with your mother. The package also includes meals if you already forgot." David didn't hear the doctor and went straight to the bathroom.
Turning on the sink faucet, he washed his face in a panic.
“Ok….Ok….Let’s remember what happened…” David thought as he viewed his own reflection. His clothes were tainted in blood. Did he carry his mom here? How? “What the fuck is going on?” he wondered out loud.
<Incoming call: Principal.>
What the fuck does his principal want now?
<Principal: Mr.Martinez, forgive me to call you directly but your mother doesn't pick up our calls. I'm calling you to inform you that we receive the deposit for the security system repairs, while we appreciate that you were able to pay us so quickly, this is not a free pass. We're not tolerating another incident like this, Mr.Martinez.>
Their----their debt was paid too?!!! Who the hell paid for that?! What was going on?! Did he become a cyberpyscho or some shit?!
All he could remember was the gang related accident his and how a strange corpo man came to his aid. Who was that gonk? Was he even re-
“I’m afraid I’m very real.”
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" yelled the teen as he screamed like a girl and fell onto his ass. The Corpo he met on the highway was standing before him. When did he come in?! He was sure he completely alone when he entered the bathroom.
"Hello again." The man greeted with a polite smile. "Sorry for the jump scare but I don't like when people question my existence." He said as he walked past him, out of the bathroom and stood beside his mothers bed. "What a tragedy. Thankfully I was around when it happened, otherwise you would only have been able to afford the cheapest one and that would've killed her."
David frankly couldn't handle it anymore, with a speed beyond hisown body he grabbed the man by the collar and asked "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
"Language. You're lucky that your mother didn't hear you. Also, watch your voice. We're in a hospital." The man didn't even get angry or drop his smile, making him even more irritating in the teenager's eyes. "And forgive me for not introducing myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste. The name young David is Lucifer Morningstar. My card." In his right hand was a tiny card, David immediately grabbed it and examined it.
Lucifer Morningstar:
Employer of the dark.
“Cardbox?”
"Yes, I'm a bit old-fashioned see, I have a taste for the classic, something that the people of this day and age don't seem to appreciate. With all the neon colors and cybernetic stuff, humans have become rather dull and cold over the decades. People forgot what a good old prostitute tasted like, they all use brain-dancing to get pleasure. I have nothing against masturbation but the amount of 40-year-old virgins has grown at a rather disturbing rate."
“What the fuck do you want from us?” David demaned
"From your mother? Nothing. But for you, youngyDavidyoung David, I want all of you."
“Is this some kind of elaborated con?! You save my mom-?”
“Hold it right there, young man.”, Lucifer interrupted. “I didn’t save your mother. You did. I just gave you your paycheck in advance.”
“What paycheck?” The teen asked with a deep and untrusting frown.
“For your new job of course. Why, You’re my newest employee, David Martinez.”
It was at that moment that the damn holding back his emotions broke.
“I’ll never accept a job from you asswipe!”
“Oh, you already did. You already spent the money of your first salary, my dear boy.”
“I don’t remember shit about that!”
“Tell me, if you ran over a pregnant woman and you say that you don’t remember, would you go to jail or not?”
"GO TO HELL!" Young Martinez yelled as he launched a jab at Lucifer's stupid face….but…but it didn't touch him. He didn't move to block or Dodge. No, the teens fist simply phased through the corpors face as if it were nothing but a hologram.
“Funny choice of words, but you don’t seem to understand the meaning behind them.”
“Oh my god. I’m really losing it. I’m fucking going cyberspyscho.”
“No, I’m quite real. Also, you grabbed a card from me. How can a figment of your psych give you a physical object?”
Shit, he had a point.
“Then what the hell just happened? My fist went through you!”
“Well, my young employee, I’m magical~~~!”
"I'm not in the mood for jokes! And I didn't take any jobs from you!"
"You don't have any choice in the matter. Besides, this could be the best for you and your mother. Think about, how much money you’ll have left after her surgery and paying your debts? Hmm? About Four Hundred Thousand? That was your first check, boy. The more you work for me,the more that sweet money will keep flowing and if you work hard enough….I'll even give you benefits."
“I don’t give a fucking shit about what you have to offer! Get the hell out of here!” the teen demanded, stomping up to the corpo.
"Again with hell, I know that you're not doing it on purpose but I find it rather offensive."
“Who the fucks cares? Get lost choom!”
“And like I told you, you are my newest employee.”
"…Ok, let's---let's pretend that I'm your worker. What the hell do you want from me? You want me to be some merc or something?"
"I'm glad you finally asked~~~~! Young David have you worked on the market before? Let me tell you, is not easy to understand, and yet sometimes one wonders why no one did this before. Like, have you ever seen something so obvious but no one realized until it was in front of them?"
“Get to the fucking point!” David shouted impatiently
"I'm trying, let me talk. Kids these days….what was I even saying? Oh yes! Supply and Demand! That's the rule of the market! People always had needs, so they made demands but a good seller can sell you something that you don't need. That's how your society went to oblivion and you all live in this capitalist dystopia. In this junkyard, I realized something, a product that people don't know that they need. Something that I never worked on before, so I'm very excited to do something outside my conform area. Oh, going to the unknown is something I forget how it feels like!"
“Point! Now!”
“David, you and me are going to dabble in the superhero world!”
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David blinked
"Are you fucking kidding me or are you just stupid?"
“Ouch, not the reaction that I expected.” Said Lucifer with mock hurt
"And what did you expect gonk? You come out of nowhere, do all this weird shit and you tell me to go out and be a superhero. Honestly, you talk like someone high on glitter."
"While I don't deny that I recently consumed that substance, I'm 100% conscious of what I'm telling you. Look around you, see how society went overboard. I'm an agent of chaos but this place….its turning out to be a big mess for my business. So to not go bankrupt, I have to open my options and offer new things."
David shrugged and slumped his shoulders. He Frankly had enough of this bullshit for one day.
"Alright, I'm going to stop you right here. *Sigh* Thank you for the money, my mom was injured very badly and we have debts coming out of our asses….but I'm not going to be a part of----Wha-Whatever the hell you're talking about."
“Oh David, I already told you: You don’t have a choice in the matter.” Lucifer replied, with a dangerous glint in his eye.
"Again with that crap, what do you mean?"
"Well, you're about to find out…." Lucifer rolled up his sleeve and took out his wristwatch. "Right abouuuuuuuttt now…."
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A few seconds passed but nothing happened.
“What?”
“Forgive me, its not night yet. The amount of population that you humans have produced ruined the day and night cycle. So we’re a little outside schedule sooooo….”
What the hell did he get himself into? Was this guy some kind of weird ass corpo? And what was with all the superhero nonsense? Was he crazy?
Filth
“Urrrrgghhhhh!” David yelped as pain shot through his head.
“There it is.”
"What did-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He fell to his knees, puking out whatever was inside his stomach inside. His head was killing him, as something was threatening to crawl outside of his skull.
"It's painful the first time but then you will able to do it immediately the more you use it." Lucifer said with unnatural nonchalance.
“WHAT’S HAPPENING?!” David screamed as the headache reached a boiling point. It was as though his skin was melting….no wait a minute, IT WAS MELTING. HIS HEAD WAS ON FUCKING FIRE.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
“Don’t be such a drama queen.” Lucifer said as if David whatever was happening to David was the most normal thing on earth.
David ripped the fire extinguisher off the nearby wall and sprayed the nossle all over his head. When it finally ran out of juice, he looked down at his hands…. THEY WERE ON FIRE TOO . HIS BONES. HIS BONES COULD BE SEEN. "MY HANDS! MY HANDS!" he cried out with terror
“I hear you, champ.” Lucifer said as he sat cross-legged in a nearby chair reading a book.
“HELP ME!”
“There’s no help. Listen, you can now hear now it, right?” Lucifer responded, not looking up from his book.
Scum
Sinners.
They hurt.
Pain.
Too much pain.
No rest
Help
Help
Help
“Don’t fight it. Listen closely, my spirit.” David scratched his throat, trying to breathe. “Don’t fear, you no longer feel fear. You are fear now.”
I’m scared.
Where are my parents?
HELP US!
BUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
There’s no point…
I’ll fucking kill you!
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
"Their voices, no one hears them anymore. People can't listen to them but that doesn't mean that they are not there. They are always there. Waiting, wishing for someone, something like you.” Lucifer said finally looking up from his book
“AHHH-AHHHHH- AHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ”
“Injustice is the norm. Sinners walk the street without punishment. Tell me, David: Who will avenge those who had fallen?” Lucifer replied once more, standing out of his chair.
Can anyone hear me?
I’ll listen.
It’s cold…
I know.
Help us---
I will
Innocents, too many innocents.
Guilty, no punishment.
Repent
PUNISH.
AVENGE, AVENGE THE FALLEN
THE INNOCENT MUST BE SAVED.
"Good, good. Someone finally listens to them." The pain…the pain wasn't his, it was theirs. It was theirs all along. Always alone, no one hearing them. Countless cries of justices go to deaf ears all the time. But he listen to them, even without ears he could hear them perfectly. "Now that you hear them, what you gonna do about it?"
No one listened, no one did. But he can now, he can listen to them. He can help them. He can avenge them.
"Rise, my hero----No, their hero! The one who will avenge those who had been forgotten by the world! Bring them justice! Punish the sinners! Go, my spirit of vengeance!"
David stood up, he felt----wonderful. Better than ever did before, ready to do everything for them. His body wasn't in pain anymore, he was hot. A flaming duty covered his body, letting the world see his inner self. His flaming skull, full of determination and drive.
“Go and save them: Ghost Rider! ”