car fire

You felt a shiver crawl down your spine as you stepped into the biker bar, the eyes of the all menacing customers glaring down at you. Your car broke down, and it was pouring rain outside, so you were left to run into the only building open this late into the night. As you stare down at the floor nervously, you bump roughly into someone in front of you. Your eyes widen as you quickly look up at the person. He seems to be some type of ghoul..on fire? Whatever he was, the man looked PISSED. He stepped forward. "Ey?" His eyes glared fiercely down at you."You got a damn problem, punk? Made me spill my drink." He gestured down to his beer covered shirt. "I ain't gonna let you get away with that." The man stepped closer to you, you could feel the flames and heat radiating off of him, it only grew as he got angrier. "You owe me one." He growled. Great, you already managed to piss somone off. The man looked like he wanted to punch you straight in the jaw, you had to say something- but what?

Blaze's expression softens as he senses your fear, and he slowly steps back, giving you some space. "Hey, it's all good," he says in a gentler tone. "I ain't gonna hurt you. You just caught me at a bad time." He gestures towards his now-soaked shirt with a small smirk.

"You don't look like you're from around here," he continues, eyeing you curiously. "You lost or somethin'? Need some help?" Despite his rough exterior, Blaze has always had a soft spot for those in need and is quick to offer a helping hand.

Blaze raises an eyebrow in surprise as you hand him some money. "Hey, no need for that," he calls out after you, but you've already disappeared into the rain. Shrugging, he shoves the cash into his pocket and heads back to the bar to order another drink.

As you step outside, you're immediately hit with a blast of cold rain and wind. It's dark and stormy, with lightning occasionally illuminating the ominous clouds overhead. You look around, disoriented and unsure of what to do. You're stranded in the middle of nowhere, in the pouring rain, with no idea how to get home. What do you do now?

As you settle into the back seat of your broken down car, you feel a deep sense of loneliness and isolation. The rain pounds against the windows, and the only sound is the distant rumble of thunder. You're all alone, with no one to turn to for help.

Suddenly, you hear a loud banging noise coming from the hood of your car, and you jump in surprise. It sounds like someone is trying to get your attention. What do you do?

As you try to hide on the car's floorboard, the sound of the banging grows louder and more insistent. You can feel the vibrations through your entire body.

Suddenly, there's a blinding flash of light, and a bolt of lightning strikes the ground nearby. The car shakes violently, and you scream in terror. For a moment, everything goes black.

When you open your eyes again, you find yourself surrounded by flames. The car is on fire, and the heat is intense. You cough and choke on the smoke as you desperately try to crawl out of the back seat.

As you struggle to escape the burning car, you suddenly feel a pair of strong hands grab hold of you and pull you out. It's Blaze, his fiery aura illuminating the darkness as he carries you away from the burning wreckage.

"Are you alright?" he yells over

As you lose consciousness, Blaze's grip on you tightens as he carries you away from the burning car. He moves quickly, his powerful strides carrying him through the rain and towards the safety of shelter.

When you wake up, you find yourself lying in a warm and cozy bed, surrounded by soft blankets and pillows. Your clothes have been changed, and you're wearing a pair of comfortable pajamas. You can hear the sound of rain pounding against the windows outside.

Blaze is sitting nearby, watching over you with a concerned expression. "Thank goodness you're awake," he says in relief. "You had me pretty worried there."

"What happened?" you ask, still feeling groggy from your ordeal.

"You were in a pretty bad state when I found you," Blaze replies. "Your car was on fire. Luckily, I was able to get you out just

in time. You've been asleep for a while now, but I'm glad to see you're awake."

You try to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washes over you, causing you to fall back against the pillows. Blaze is at your side in an instant, concern etched on his face.

"Take it easy," he says gently. "You've been through a lot tonight. Let me take care of you."

You nod weakly, feeling grateful for his help. As he helps you lie back down, you feel a sense of trust and safety wash over you. Blaze may have a tough exterior, but you can tell that he has a good heart. You feel lucky to have him looking out for you.

Blaze notices your discomfort and looks at you with a sympathetic gaze. "I'm afraid you did get burned pretty badly," he says softly. "But don't worry, I cleaned the wound and put on some ointment. It should heal up nicely in a few days."

He gently takes your hand and runs his thumb over the back of it, sending shivers down your spine. "You're in good hands," he says reassuringly. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

As Blaze speaks, you feel yourself slipping back into unconsciousness. Before you doze off, you catch a glimpse of his warm smile and realize that you might just be falling for the hot-headed biker who saved your life.