Angel's Authority

Part Five, Chapter Sixty-Four: New Hades

Based on the Volition Inc.™ game: Saints Row – Gat out of Hell™

JOHNNY

If the board hadn' explained to me, Viola and Kinzie what to expect, I never would have believed my eyes right now. If I hadn' known that this was hell, I would've thought that we had landed in some city havin' suffered a nuclear attack.

Dark grey buildin's and streets, broken asphalt and rusty car shells were just the tip of the iceberg. Everythin' was covered in rust-brown dust that soon settled on our clothes and into our hair. There were mummy-like bein's walkin' around here with dry skin whilst producin' wailin' zombie-sounds.

After a very bumby arrival and several minutes of observation and a little discussion, the three of us began walkin' down the streets with absolutely no fuckin' idea where to go in this crappy-ass place.

"Always imagined hell to be a little more... Devil and fire and cooking pot."

Viola said after a while of us walkin' through the searin' hot streets. There were rivers of lava flowin' along the highways and pavements as well as down floatin' islands scattered through the smok-covered air. And if I hadn' looked up to observe them, I wouldn' have seen the large shiny and illuminated billboard that made me stop and wanna punch somethin' real bad.

"Oh my god...!"

Kinzie exclaimed, standin' still right beside me. So she knew too whose ugly face and big flashin' smile was printed next to that orange logo and font. Now that we focused on it, these billboards were everywhere all with different mottos but with the same Ultor logo and the same fake white teeth of Dane Vogel.

"Isn't he...?"

Kinzie began but I cut her off with a nod and a grunt. That I would ever again have to deal with this man again in my life, I wouldn' have even thought of in my dreams.

"Guys look."

Viola added, pointin' at a large buildin' with the same logo and letters as the billboards, glowin' through the thick and brown smok. It was the largest buildin' around here that we could see.

"If Vogel isn' responsible for the Boss' kidnappin', I don' know myself. He was relentless an' unpredictable durin' his livin' days; who knows what he's capable off dead..."

I sighed and began walkin' straight in the buildin's direction. Now, we had a clue that would definitely take us very far; I was almost one hundred percent sure. This bitch had risen to power from nothin' back in Stilwater. No wonder he had done so again, in hell...

We walked a while in direction of the buildin' and the sky began to clear itself a little, the closer we got to this city's center. It was still of an ember-like reddish-brown but at least one could see their surroundin's. And it surprised all of us more than anythin' that there was an even taller buildin' than Ultor we could see, located in another part of the city.

"This must be Satan's."

Kinzie was sure as hell right; that girl was always right, damn. The looks of the construct were diabolic and beyond the common laws of physics. It looked like cubes, blindly placed upon each other, some overlappin', others floatin' in the air. It reached up to the very edge of Hell, right beneath a glowin', orange and yellow whirlpool in the sky.

"This must be where the souls enter Hell."

This time, Viola was right; one could even see them as tiny black shapes inside and below it. Millions of people were slowly fallin' into the depths, transformin' into dry-skinned zombies walkin' aroun' the streets, each looking exactly the same and just like skeletons onto which an old and grey leather was draped. The wailin' sounds were coming out of their round, black gullets.