The area was surrounded, and Addams looked around, his face pale. "There’s no way we can escape," he said, feeling frantic.“What do we do?” The president’s daughter exclaimed, her voice trembling. "I can’t go back to being their slave.""Calm down," Richard said, keeping his tone steady. “Panicking isn’t going to help us. We’re not out of options yet.”Addams took a shaky breath, nodding. “Alright..”The president’s daughter took a steadying breath, meeting Richard’s gaze. “What’s the plan?”“We’re breaking through,” Richard replied, his eyes sharp with determination. “We’ve come too far to stop now.”Meanwhile, the aliens continued to bark orders, searching relentlessly. “We found their car—they must be nearby! Search the perimeter!” one of them commanded.Suddenly, a strange sound echoed from above, halting the aliens in their tracks.“What’s that?” one of them asked, looking up at the sky in confusion.“No idea…” another alien replied, equally puzzled.In that moment, Richard hear
"We'll rest tonight, and tomorrow, we'll cross that river into the forest," Richard said, folding his arms as he surveyed their surroundings."What if the aliens come after us?" the president's daughter interjected, her brow furrowed with concern."She's right, man. We're not safe here," Addams added, his tone serious."We're not safe anywhere," Richard replied, his voice steady. "But we have a better chance of surviving if we go into that forest when the sun is up, rather than at night." He paused, a thought forming in his mind. "And if the aliens do come after us, we can lead them right into the forest. We can use them as bait to escape whatever evil lurks there.""Sounds like a good idea to me," Addams said, a smile breaking through his worry."I'll try to scout for any antelope or animal in the area that we can eat," Addams suggested, turning to leave."Be careful, and don't stay too long," Richard cautioned, watching Addams walk away.Once Addams was out of sight, the president's
As he struggled against their grip, he clenched his fists, lightning sparking around him in a furious glow. The mermaid holding him was hit by a bolt of electricity, releasing him as he swam desperately toward the surface.“Sophia!” he called out, panic rising as silence enveloped him.He emerged gasping for air, scanning frantically for her. “Sophia!” But there was no response, only the quiet lapping of the water against the bank.Dread filled him as he quickly came out of the river and dressed up, his eyes darting around for any sign of her. Just then, he heard footsteps behind him.“Hey, what’s up?” Addams appeared, carrying a deer he had caught.Richard’s expression hardened. “Sophia has been taken.”Addams’s eyes widened. “What? By who?”“Mermaids,” Richard said, his voice low and urgent. “Just stay here.”“Where are you going?” Addams asked, alarmed.“Back to the river. They must have a route somewhere down there. I have to find her and bring her back.”“Wait!” Addams shouted,
The lead mermaid's eyes gleamed with malice as she hissed, "She’s the Leviathan of the ocean kingdom, Ghost Rider. You are no match for her power.”Richard gave a sarcastic smile, unfazed. "Then tell her I sent my regards."In an instant, his body surged with electricity, lighting up the water around him as bolts of lightning struck each mermaid holding him. The mermaids convulsed, their sinister expressions fading into pain as the shocks weakened their grip.With a powerful stroke, Richard pushed through them, swimming upward with relentless speed. The water cleared as he broke the surface, gasping for air, and hauled himself out onto the riverbank, glancing back at the water that was now eerily still.Richard took a moment to steady his breathing, then made his way over to Addams and Sophia. Addams was crouched by the fire, focused on roasting the deer he’d caught, while Sophia sat silently, her gaze locked on the flames.As Richard approached, Sophia glanced up, her eyes wide with
Addams yawned lazily, covering his mouth with one hand as though he were bored with the whole situation. He gave a slow nod, eyes half-lidded as if barely impressed. "This is scary, mehn," he drawled, an ironic lilt in his tone. "Our honorable president—the fearless leader of a secret organization." Richard’s interest piqued, his gaze fixed on Sophia with a mix of curiosity and empathy. “It must have been hard for you,” he said quietly, “knowing your father was involved in these things.”Sophia met his gaze, a faint smile playing on her lips. "No, it wasn’t," she replied, her voice softer. "He's not really my father. He's my adopted father."Richard's brow furrowed. He cast a quick glance at Addams, who was already sound asleep, snoring loudly as he reclined in his seat, oblivious to their conversation.“Do you know who your true parents are?” Richard asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as though afraid to break the moment’s fragile tension.Sophia chuckled, the sound laced wit
"Bad dream?" Sophia asked softly, noting the shadows of dread lingering on Richard's face as he sat up.He shook his head, forcing a casual tone. "Nothing much. Just the usual nightmares." He glanced around, brow furrowing. "Where’s Addams?"Sophia shrugged. "I woke up, and he was gone. No idea where he went."Richard’s jaw tightened. "We need to leave, and fast. I have a bad feeling the aliens will find us if we linger.""Alright," Sophia replied, rising to her feet. She dusted herself off and headed toward the river, pausing as the water stretched out before them. She turned back to him, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. "How are we supposed to cross this? The river’s huge."Richard stared at the churning water, his face set with resolve. "We swim. I don’t see any other choice."Sophia’s eyes widened, anxiety flickering across her face. "What if the mermaids attack again?"Richard met her gaze, his voice steady. "Let’s hope they don’t. But even if they do, we’ll be prepared this tim
“Richard, why don’t you just stop time and get us out of this mess?” Sophia’s voice shook as she clung to the side of the boat, her knuckles white.Richard glanced at her, a faint smirk crossing his lips. “Actually, I’m thinking of a different approach, using the lightning to get us out.”Sophia’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Lightning? Are you serious?”He nodded, his gaze locked on the storm raging above. “If I can channel it, we might get enough of a push to reach the other side.”Addams let out a shaky laugh, a mix of skepticism and desperation in his voice. “You’re telling us you can control lightning now?”“I don’t know if I can,” Richard admitted, “but it’s our best shot.”He focused on the dark clouds swirling above, “Hold on tight!” he shouted, raising a hand toward the sky as he steadied himself, willing the lightning to respond.In a blinding flash, a bolt of lightning struck close by, the thunder following in a deafening roar. Richard felt the crackling energy flow through
“The bloody trees can speak! And they have eyes!” Addams yelled, his face paling as he struggled to process the impossible.Sophia clung tightly to Richard, her breath quickening. He could feel the press of her body against his, but his focus was entirely on the unsettling sight of the talking trees, their eyes watching him with unsettling interest.Richard raised his hands in a gesture of peace, choosing his words carefully. “We don’t mean to intrude. We’re just passing through and wish no trouble.”The trees let out a sound that might have been a chuckle, the rough bark twisting as if trying to form mocking smiles. Their voices echoed in eerie unison. “It is not us you should be wary of, Ghost Rider. We mean you no harm. But… we cannot speak for the others.”“What… others?” Richard asked, a flicker of relief running through him, though his wariness remained. The trees weren’t hostile, but their words hinted at something darker.“There are many great evils here,” the trees intoned, t