Here he was, the fiery pits of hell. There were pits of fire and lava where dammed souls would be pushed into on a daily basis. Stalactites and stalagmites covered the roof and the ground.
"Well look who finally died." a familiar voice said from the background.
"Anvil." Jake said under his breath as he slowly turned around.
The large Devil's Hand member approached and spoke, "I've been waiting for the day all those STDs would send you here."
"It's too bad I'm not dead Anvil. A portal to hell opened up and I'm here to get back the brother you took from me." Jake said.
"You mean there is a portal out of here and nobody told us?" Anvil said, as he pushed Jake down and ran to the portal.
Jake grabbed his shot gun and blew Anvil's head clean off. Seconds later all of the chunks from Anvil's head went back to Anvil's body and re-formed his old head.
"You idiot." Anvil said, now completely healed. "Here in Hell are power is greater than anything you could imagine."
Jake cursed under his breath, then other members of The Devil's Hand grabbed him, and prevented him from moving.
"It's time you join us." Anvil said, pulling out a machete. He approached Jake and swung the machete back, ready to slice his head off.
Then almost out of nowhere a rock was thrown above them and caused a stalactite to fall on Anvil. The other gang members were distracted by that and Jake took advantage of the situation and broke free. He grabbed his gun and blew them all away. Jake looked around to see who threw the rock that saved him, and he saw another familiar face.
"Mikey."