Charlie Johnson: Hell's already walking the Earth... but not if I can bring it back!
Two demons were summoned to Earth for nefarious reasons. As a new and young Ghost Rider, Charlie Johnson has a dangerous task on returning a Princess of Hell and a...
In an secret office, in an underground basement under some building, Agents One and Agent Two were reviewing many footages on several monitors, showing recent sightings of certain demons that have appeared in America, including three familiar imps in L.A., a teen owl demon roaming around there, and most recent appearances of the Ghost Rider. The last footage of him sent shivers down their spines just by looking at him. But all the same, they began to theorize what kind of plot these evil looking beings were planning.
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Agent Two: I can't believe those demons showed their fucking red faces in L.A.!
Agent One: And one of them was posing as the late T.V. celebrity Brennon Ragers, who was killed by another demon!
They looked at a security camera video, of the day Octavia fell through a portal, and landed hard on a man named Brennon Ragers, instantly killing him, as he lost his right eye.
Agent Two: That shaggy hair owl girl. She looks like she could be the daughter of that... *shudder* that... other owl demon!
Agent One: *gulp* You mean that terrifying monster, who took over your...
Agent Two: PLEASE don't remind me!!
She was talking about that horrifying event, when Octavia's father, Stolas, took possession of Agent Two's body, and revealed his full demon form, while rescuing the three imps, and a dark gray and white wolf looking Hellhound in their top secret headquarters. It shook them to the core that night.
Agent One: *ahem* Anyway, we still gotta' find this "Ghost Rider" guy, and lock him up!
They watched the recent footage of the Rider taking down two vehicles with his Hell Charger. They quickly caught the details on the fiery classic muscle car.
Agent Two: It looks like he's driving a supercharged black 1970 Dodge Charger, with a red and yellow flame paint job, and the yellow letters on the black California plates reads... GHSTRDR?
Agent One: Well, that's obvious!
Then, typing on the computer keyboard, they quickly searched through the D.M.V.'s database, for anyone who owned a black 70s Charger carrying those license plates letters in California. To their shock, there were zero results on the database. No one has a car like that anywhere.
Agent One: WHAAAT?! Are you fucking kidding me?! How could anyone NOT own a car with those fucking plates?!
Agent Two: HEY!! At least, we have a clear description of that car's looks! All we have to do is find a Charger similar to that, and we'll find our demon. He can't be that far from us!
Then, a breaking news report on the main monitor showed a new footage of a supercharged black 1970 Dodge Charger, but with no red and yellow flame paint job, roaring though Etiwanda, and racing past a road crew on two wheels. Both agents started to grin their teeth widely.
