Scott and Douglas were talking in the darkness of the forest. The Ghost Riders were surrounding Douglas like he was their king, but everyone knew that Ghost Riders never followed anyone.

"Unbelievable," Douglas said, shaking his head in disappointment. "Even in the face of insurmountable odds. I don't know if it's suicide or stupidity." Douglas was almost amused. He knew he would win.

"Maybe both," Scott declared. "Either way, I'm getting to that diverter."

"You of all people, Scott, should know what happens to a lone wolf," Douglas said with a sigh. He was tired of talking to Scott.

"He's not alone," Theo calmly said. "He's got a pack."

"And, Theo's not in it," Malia said as she appeared next to him and glared at him, before focusing on Douglas. "But, I am."

"I'm not in the pack. But, no one likes a Nazi," Peter said in disappointment as if he was Douglas's father.

Before she even appeared, Theo could smell her. He knew her scent well.

"I second that," Faye said.

Theo let a small smirk fall onto his face. His girl was back and nothing would tear them apart from each other - not even a damn Nazi.

The fight broke out. The Ghost Riders went down with a strike to the brain, but more would keep coming. There was no end to them. There was a black hole of endless Ghost Riders.

Faye let out a surprised grunt when arms wrapped around her. There was a Ghost Rider attempting to twist her head. Faye moved around, grunting and shoving at the Ghost Rider behind her.

"Let me help you out, babe."

The tension around her was promptly released. Faye let out a sigh of relief as she turned around to face Theo.

"Hi, Theo."

"Hey, Faye."

He grabbed both sides of her face and kissed her roughly. They both knew there were Ghost Riders around them that was trying to kill them, but they didn't seem to care much. Malia rolled her eyes as she struck down a Ghost Rider that was approaching the couple who were casually making out.

"It'd be great if you two could do that later when there aren't creatures trying to kill us," Malia said.

Theo released her face and licked his lips. Faye cleared her throat and looked around with blurry eyes.

"I don't like you," Malia said to Theo. "And I definitely don't like you with Faye."

Faye whined. "Malia, now is not the time for this!" Faye's head perked up as she quickly ran away to the left, a bullet whizzing into the ground where she previously stood.

Theo and Malia scrambled away as more bullets began shooting at them. Malia let out a groan when Theo shoved her out of the way of an incoming bullet.

"Just so you know; I don't owe you anything," Malia said.

"Just so you know; I don't like you either," Theo retorted.

Even if no one was transported into the other realm, they were hurt. Small scratches and bruises skittered their bodies.

"Your little friends are no match for the Wild Hunt," Douglas said, pride and joy radiating off from him. "There too many of us, and too few of you."

The train was coming. The deadline was nearing. Malia took a whip from ghost Rider and quickly tossed it to Scott. Scott was nervous. He had to catch it, or Beacon Hills would be doomed. Time seemed to move slowly - something they didn't have much of. He caught it - and extended the whip, it wrapping around the lever tightly. Scott pulled down on the lever. The tracks screeched as it changed courses. Faye smiled in relief, shuffling closer to an injured Theo. A small, but still vibrant, yellow light flowed from her as he attempted on healing Theo to the best of her ability.

"You missed your train," Malia taunted with a deadly expression on her face.

The Ghost Riders took slow and uneasy steps towards the group. Suddenly, thunder flashed throughout the night sky. The Ghost Riders lowered their guns and turned around, walking slowly away, feet crunching against the gravel.

"Where are you going?" Douglas asked. "Stop," he ordered. "Zuruckkommen. Come back and kill them. Tote sie."

Theo scoffed. "Yeah, call your army back, or don't they listen to you?"

"I am your leader," Douglas growled towards them. "Ich bin dein, Anfuhrer! Obey me!" he demanded. The Ghost Riders turned toward him, walking back. Douglas smirked in satisfaction. "Gehorcht mir. Kill them - all of them. Tote sie. Tote sie."

The Ghost Riders surrounded Douglas menacingly. He looked around as they crowded around him, leaving no room or chance of escape.

"Riders don't bow. They have no leader," Peter said.

Thunder stroke as Douglas slowly transformed into a Ghost Rider. He screamed in reluctance and disbelief. It wasn't supposed to turn out that way. He thought he would get to rule the world.

"Thank God," Faye whispered.