Back with MacArthur, Sanders, and Scratch; the three were back in their car chasing after another car.
"How do we know that one guy you're after is in that car?" said Scratch.
"We saw him entering it off screen." said Sanders.
Scratch nodded.
"Okay." said Scratch.
He saw a shot gun and picked it up.
"Put that down, I'm the only trigger happy person here right now." said MacArthur.
"I'm a Ghost, I won't get Trigger Hap!" He said.
But he fired a round through the roof.
Scratch became shocked before grinning and started shooting all over the place while laughing like a maniac.
"I AM SO TRIGGER HAPPY!" yelled Scratch.
Sanders groaned.
"I told you that all cops placed heavy duty weapons in the trunk." said Sanders.
"Well who's to say we need to shoot out a tire to a stolen armored truck?" said MacArthur.
Scratch kept on shooting all over the place, but then one bullet wound up hitting the car the group was chasing, splitting it in half.
Everyone was shocked and their jaws dropped.
Interview Gag
First was Sanders.
"HOW THE HECK DID A BULLET DO THAT!?" She shouted
Next was MacArthur.
"THAT SEEMED IMPOSSIBLE!" She shouted
Finaly was Scratch.
"The magic bullet theory. The same thing that did in JFK." said Scratch.
End Interview Gag
Scratch laughed.
"I DID IT, I DID IT, I SPLIT A CAR IN HALF WITH ONLY A BULLET!" yelled Scratch, "TAKE THAT JOHN WICK!"
The two cops smiled.
"No one can top one of Keanu Reeves best roles." said MacArthur.
"He killed a man with a pencil, how can anyone top that?" said Sanders.
"I could think of several ways." said Scratch.
"Really?" asked Sanders.
"We've got a runner." said MacArthur.
The group saw the crook running off.
But Scratch aimed the shot gun at the crook and shot him before he blew in half and fell to the ground dead.
His ghost came out of his body and he groaned.
"OH COME ON!" He shouted.
Scratch appeared next to the new ghost.
"Suck on that." said Scratch.
The new ghost became confused.
"Who the hell are you?" said the crook.
"Your killer." said Scratch.
The Ghost smirked.
"Ah your pathetic, just because you killed me wont mean anything, I will still kill people and won't be stopped!" He said and laughed.
But then a red light appeared and the killer was confused.
"Huh?" He asked.
He was then sucked into Hell.
He landed on a conveyor belt and saw the Devil looking at him.
"It ain't no Clawthorne, but it's still a soul." said the Devil.
Hades then appeared next to the Devil.
"Not bad, just about filled the days quota for dead souls who were horrible people in life." said Hades, "And you're supposed to be in the Plot A of this fic."
The Devil looked at Hades.
"Might as well." said the Devil.