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Hey, if you want could you write another imagine for Ghost Rider (Johnny Blaze)? Maybe where the reader’s in a fight she can’t handle and the Rider comes in and saves her last minute?

Hey! Of course I can another Ghost Rider! :p 

Saved By The Walking Fire Stick

“On my way to kill some guys doing illegal shit.” You sing as you skip towards the group of baddies (obviously -_-).

“Hello.” The group turns to you holding out your lucky gun. It releases a bullet and into one of their heads. “Goodbye.”

More guys come out of the abandoned warehouses, all sorts of weapons in each other’s hands.

“Oh, shit.” Should’ve brought more ammo, dumbass.

With the amount of ammo you have, you manage to get roughly around a third of the group down.

You start to beat some away with the ammo-less weapon.

Quickly remembering, you have some spare bullets in the pockets of your pants.

Chains grab the attention of the group, yours as well. 

The metal chains wrap around a side of the men, their bodies burning to a crisp and crumbling to the ground once released.

The rest of the group scatter, pushing each other out of the way to run the opposite direction.

You throw your gun towards Rider, him catching it. His lower jaw moves up as if he’s smiling, which he is.

“I had it! I had extra ammo.”

He grunts back in response.

“I just remembered it was in my pocket.”

Walking towards him, he has your gun extended out for you to take back, which you do.

Continuing to walk, you see his bike parked next to yours.

You see your small bullet bag hanging off the side of your bike. “Motherfuck!” 

You watch Rider hop onto his bike, the chains wrapped around his shoulders and across his chest and back.

“Leave me alone! Just get your flaming ass back to the house.”