Veronica and Bryant were hidden back in hell. They shook thier guns they had take with them, all empty.
"So much for that..." Bryant said dissapointed. Veronica nodded just as sad. Bryant stood and walked over to the table on whitch they read the books. He leaned on it and looked hardly at the table, inspecting it. He sighed and looked back at Veronica who was going to a wall and pressed a button. While they were in hell they made this place a base of thier own. The wall turned and showed an inventory of ammo. Bryant sighed as he walked to it and reloaded himself and his guns.
"This won't end will it, even after death?" Bryant asked the open air.
"I guess not." Veronica responded. Bryant sighed again in annoyance as he pressed the button again, closeing the wall. He held the button down, the doors and windows shut as well.





thanks again for banner slash


