Brandon's car

Brandon rode in the passenger seat next to Ryan.

"I can't believe I'm letting you drive..."

Brandon looks at the newspaper.

"Saint Marylands, Ohio. So much crazy crap happens. This guy shoots himself in the head 5 times and still doesn't crock. Then their is one guy takes the fulll blast of a shotgun to the chest and isn't even bruised."

Brandon laughs.

Alex had froze time and was walking on the road, seeing their car. To them they were driving like normal, to him they were frozen on the road. He walked up beside their car looking in the window. To them, he was just a blur of wind.

"I'm thinking more of the guidelines of death takes a holiday. There is no reapers there to take the souls so their is no death."

Brandon smiles.

Alex calmly watches them. He decides to sit on the back of the car, speeding time a bit to where, in his eyes, they were moving at 10 miles an hour.

"We're going to have to stop whatever is stopping the reapers. So I say we look for any signs of demons, black smoke whatever. But of course that would mean we would have to go to the other side of the world. The ghost realm. We're we are the ghost...."

Brandon hated this idea.

Alex laughed to himself. They didn't know what hell was, nor anything close. The ghost realm was more like a playground to Alex.

"Well. Let's stop to get something to eat eh?"

Brandon smiles.(Alex Brandon was in Hell for a short period of time lol xD)

Brandon heard the laugh and jumped forward taking out his sawed off shotgun.

"Who are you?!"

Alex stayed where he was, looking blankly at them. Brandon recognizes him as the guy he asked where some restaurants were.

Brandon looked at him.

"WAIT WAIT WAIT. Let's take this outside the car."

Brandon gets out and holds the gun. Full of rock salt.

Alex chuckles, "You care more of your possessions then your own lives." he rears back punching the back window, the glass exploding, and as they watch and look back at him, he is still sitting there, the window completely fine, like time re winded.

Brandon was about to shot the man when he stopped seeing it not gone.

"What the hell are you?"

she stand on the roof. miles away from them. watching them. Planning not to stay much longer until her friend comes back.

Alex smiled, "Now theres a good question, Brandon." He hops off the car, brushing dust off his over coat, "But more importantly, what is your obsessions with hunting, eh? Have you ever thought about the fact the maybe things are the way they are for a reason?"

"Nope. I was taught to shoot first and ask questions later. Evil things kill innocent people so we kill them."

Brandon got back inside the car.

"Let's go Ryan."

Alex watched them go. He would follow but he sensed someone else in the area. He walked down the road, over to where the source of it was.