The Night Life [open]

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Stephanie was pissed, to say the least. She was sick of Mr. Tim Drake giving her the run around business. She understood how busy he had been lately, but that was really no excuse in her opinion. She wasn't a big fan of excuses. Lately though, she had chosen to purposefully ignore her Teen Titan and Gothamite allies and enemies and instead took to patrolling Hub City for a change of pace. Tonight however, was proving to be a dull and uneventful evening. The night passed rather quickly, and Spoiler saw nothing more than the common break in and a graffiti gang or two. She sighed as she made her way to a dark and empty park. Only moments earlier she had stuffed her eggplant toned costume into her backpack, figuring she wouldn't have much use for it anymore...it was already almost three in the morning and nothing was really happening. She crossed the park pathways without concern when out of nowhere she felt a pair of powerful arms grab her and rip her into a dark corner. A man stood behind her, a strong man at that, pulling her arms back...while another smaller man slid a knife up against her throat.

"What's in the bag blondie?"

[Ghost Rider]

Oh Hub city. A interesting place. It just so happens to be the city where he did his most recent stunt, another stupid jump. This time, Johnny Blaze did not fall or nearly break his neck. He did good. Johnny knows he should not be out at night anymore, but something inside him told him he should. So, he took him time, and got on his dad's old bike, pretty much his new one, and headed down the streets of Hub city. Eh a few jerks here an there, nothin' to fussy to get about, till he heard a bunch of ruckus down a alleyway. The words "Whats in the bag, Blondie?" Was heard in Johnny's ears. Quickly, without hesitation, Johnny hit the gas on the bike and headed down to the noise. Stopping abruptly, he strode off the bike and walked up to the men that held a younger girl in the corner. Immediately, his skin began to itch. In the flash of a second, flames erupted around Johnny's head, forming his skull to be reviled. No skin was left on his face.

A low purr rustled in his throat as he trotted closer to the men, giving them all a sort of death glare. "Let her go..." Ghost Rider hissed.

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"Why don't you still your ugly faces in there and find out?", Stephanie spat as she struggled a little in the arms of the much stronger man. She glared down the weakling before her as she tried to think of what move she would make next. She had been in heated situations like this, it shouldn't be too big of a deal. It was then that she heard the steady purr of a nearby motorcycle. Nightwing? Robin? She could hardly wait to find out.

Her blue eyes pierced through the darkness as a stranger stepped nearby. Great. A civilian. He would probably just muck things up even further, and end up getting himself in danger. However, no sooner had he stepped forward than his skull became engulfed in a bright and immense flame. Stephanie, as well as her captors, stood with mouth agape as she watched she newcomer proceed. It was then that she took her chance and sent a mighty knee to the groin of the distracted man with the knife. He stumbled backwards and she easily kicked him in the jaw as hard as she could. It was probably broken. The larger man behind her had released his grip and then she turned to him. It was only when she faced him that she saw he already had a gun pointed at her.

[Ghost Rider]

Rider saw this after sending a rapid smack to the nearest man's face. The girl stood with a gun to her face. "Grr..." Rider waited for the right time to act. The man was going to shot, who knows why he'd go to the lengths of shooting a girl over a bag. The world today? Sheesh!

He stomped over to the man and slapped the gun out of his hands. In the pace he was in, the man had not time to react. "I said...leave the her alone, or you'll have to answer to me...." His growl was low and scratchy. He meant it. He'd would be shocked if the man even tried to fight him back.

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"No need to break out the growls fire-face", Stephanie said suddenly as the gun was slapped from the bulky mans grip. She leaped right over Ghost Riders shoulder, using it as a push off point before landing before the man whom had threatened her.

"It's kind of rude to point", Stephanie pointed out as she spun quickly and sent a boot straight to the mans face. He fell over instantly, and a loud crack rang through the darkness. "That includes guns", she added as she bent gracefully over to peer at the injured man.

She didn't like people underestimating her or threatening her, but pointing a gun at her was just going beyoind everything when her past experiences were considered. She turned to look at the stranger who had helped her. "Thanks."

[Ghost Rider]

Hearing the word "Thanks", Rifer turned to the woman who had just beaten the men who held her at gun point only seconds ago. Maybe he did not need to help her. Eh now what. He can't change back until morning. He just gave the girl a small nod. "I guess you did not need my help..." He confirmed as he began to walk back to his bike. He needed to get away before any one else saw him.

Before he took his leave he quickly asked. "Do you need any help?" He asked in a way like "At all". Knowing he did not do much but only to scare them just bugged him entirely. He remembered about the old shot gun. Maybe he should start carrying it around more.