A/N: I know Coco is a kids movie but this story is going to get very dark at some point, I wanted to adventure into what could happen after the Final Death

I don't own any character or plot lines from Coco that belongs to Disney and Pixar. I do however own Katya and Catalina Rivera.

December 1921

Hector Rivera had gotten very homesick, he was touring with his best friend Ernesto de la Cruz, and nothing seemed to really be happening. Hector wanted to go home to his wife and daughter, he missed his girls, and he hoped they would forgive him for coming home late. He bought a train ticket behind Ernesto's back and that night at the motel room, he told Ernesto he was going home.

"How can you leave now when we're so close to achieving our dream?" Ernesto asked desperately, as Hector was packing up.

"This was your dream you'll manage," Hector replied opening the door.

"I can't do this without your songs Hector."

"I'm sorry Ernesto but my mind is made up hate me if you want but I'm going home."

Ernesto's demeanor changed completely. "I could never hate you, if your actually leaving then I'm sending you off with a toast." He turned to pour two shots. "To our friendship I would move heaven and earth for you mi amigo," Ernesto said. Hector went back into the hotel room and took the toast from his amigo, and drank it. Ernesto walked with Hector to the train station, when Hector felt a horrible pain in his stomach, he doubled over in pain not really noticing Ernesto taking his guitar case. "Maybe it was that chorizo my friend," Ernesto suggested. That was the last thing he heard before he collapsed on the ground.

Katya was an orphan alley girl in Mexico City and had watched from the shadows as two musicians were walking toward the train station. The skinny one with messy hair doubled over in pain then fell onto the ground. The other one took his suitcase and guitar and ran off. Katya slowly left the alley she was in and checked to make sure the other musician wasn't hanging around and he was gone. She rolled the skinny musician onto his side and he was still breathing barely.

Hector was in pain, a lot of pain. He felt someone gently roll him to his side, he opened his eyes and saw a woman kneeling next to him looking worried. She smiled at him softly, he was so weak he couldn't smile back. "Hola Senor my name is Katya," she said. She had tan skin, long black hair that was down loose, and she had amber eyes, and she looked young, younger than his 21. He closed his eyes again and the last thing he remembered hearing was a lullaby being hummed to him.

Katya kneeled beside the man and she could tell she wasn't going to be able to help him, he was dying, and there was nothing she could do to stop it, but she wanted to make sure he wouldn't die alone, she didn't believe anyone deserved that. He opened his eyes a little after she moved him, and she smiled softly at him, and introduced herself to him, she thought he noticed her but she couldn't be sure. His eyes closed again and then he vomited blood, and she held his hand, stroked his hair and hummed a lullaby to him. It didn't take too long for him to finally pass, but she didn't leave his side. Katya looked down at the man and she knew she wasn't going to be able to move him. She stood up and started to walk away and for some unknown reason to her now people noticed the musician collapsed on the ground.

"Hey! What did you do to him?!" one of the men asked her.

"I didn't do anything he collapsed before I found him," she replied holding up her hands in surrender.

"He's dead!" the woman who went over to check on him, yelled to the man Katya assumed was her husband. The man pulled out a gun and pointed it at Katya.

"Please he was dying when I got to him, I just didn't want him to die alone, no one deserves to die alone." Her words had no effect on him, and his gun didn't waver, and Katya turned and ran. She didn't get far, she heard the gun go off then she felt the bullet go through her back to her chest. "Ugh!" she exclaimed before falling to the ground, she had maybe a few moments before blackness over took her vision.

Hector woke up and he knew something was wrong. He looked down at his hands and noticed that they were skeletal. He saw a glowing bridge and figured it lead to the land of the dead. He crossed it and went to the sign labeled "Arrivals," and got in line. There were a few people in front of him, soldiers from the war if he had to guess. He made it to the front of the line and a female skeleton greeted him.

"Name?" she asked.

"Hector Rivera."

"Age?"

"Twenty-one."

"Cause of death?"

"I'm not sure, food poisoning maybe," he wasn't totally sure how he died but he figured that was the cause.

"Very well, go to the department of family reunions take a number and have a seat." Hector nodded and got into yet another line, this one seemed longer.

Katya woke up and she was pretty sure she was dead, she wasn't happy about that. She wandered to the glowing bridge and crossed it. She went to the sign labeled "Arrivals" and she was greeted by a female skeleton.

"Name?" she asked.

"Katya."

"Full name," she huffed.

"That is my full name I'm an orphan I don't have a last name."

"Age?"

"Fifteen." The skeletons face fell a little after hearing she died young.

"Cause of death?"

"I was shot."

"Very well go to the Department of Family Reunions take a number and wait there."

"Is that mandatory I don't have a family and it's only a matter of time before I'm forgotten?" Katya asked.

"All new arrivals need to visit the Department of Family Reunions," the woman replied. Katya shrugged and walked over to the other department and took a number. She looked at the skeletons around her, all had distinct facial markings she could only tell ages on a few of them. She noticed there was a male skeleton wearing a charro suit and he had the same little goatee and hair as the man she kneeled beside as he died. "You!" she yelled over at him.

Hector heard a female voice yell in his direction. He looked up and saw a female looking skeleton, who had black hair hanging loose over her shoulder bones, she was wearing a worn gray dress that was covered in blood. Her skull had dark blue markings the main piece being a crescent moon in the center of her forehead. She was smaller than most of the skeletons here he figured she must be young, mid teens if he had to guess. "I'm sorry do I know you?" he asked confused.

"You're the reason I'm dead," she replied glaring at him.

"What are you talking about senorita?" he asked.

"You don't remember do you, I'm Katya I held your hand and hummed to you while you died," she said.

Hector thought about it for a moment and she did resemble the girl he vaguely remembered seeing. "Hum the song you hummed to me," he requested. She looked confused but nodded, and hummed, and it was the lullaby that was the last thing he remembered hearing before he died. "I do remember you Katya, but how am I the reason you're dead?" he asked. He didn't harm her.

"Everyone thought I killed you, I got your blood on me, after you vomited blood before you died. They shot me," she replied sadly.

"I vomited blood?" she nodded. His eyes widened a bit. "How old are you Katya?"

"Fifteen," she replied sadly. She was so young, both of them died before their time.

"I'm sorry Katya."

"It's ok Senor, I would do it again, nobody deserves to die alone. But could you possibly tell me your name?"

"Hector, Hector Rivera," he replied holding out his hand, she smiled slightly and shook it.

"Nice to officially meet you Hector."

"Thank you Katya," she looked at him confused. "Thank you for not letting my die alone."

"You're welcome." They sat next to each other in relative silence. One of the clerks called Hector's name, and he told them the names of his wife and daughter, and in laws, and Ernesto. They wished him luck and he entered the Land of the Dead. He waited just on the other side for Katya. He didn't wait long she was walking out and he waived to her. She walked over to him and she looked annoyed.

"So what do you want to do Katya?" he asked. Even in death he was still his cheerful self.

"Honestly I want to go to Shantytown and be forgotten alone," she replied sadly.

"What are you talking about?" Hector asked confused.

"Hector, I was an orphan alley girl, at most people will remember that girl who was shot, or that girl who murdered the innocent musician. I'll fade in no time," she spat.

"But maybe we could hang out together just for a little while, you're not fading yet," he said hopefully.

"You don't want to be alone do you?" he shook his head. She sighed, "Fine I'll hang out with you while you adjust." Hector smiled brightly at her and she couldn't help but smile back. They wandered around the Land of the Dead seeing performers in the plaza and family's everywhere. Hector told Katya about his wife Imelda and his daughter Coco. He told Katya that he was trying to go home when he collapsed. He told her he thought it was food poising, but Katya wasn't so sure. Everything she saw and smelled before he died led her to think he was poisoned, but she didn't dare tell him her theory, let him live in his delusion.

Katya felt herself starting to fade and told him it was time her for to go. Hector insisted on following her to Shantytown, she didn't have the heart to tell him no, she became good friends with Hector, and they headed down together.

"Hey guys it looks like we have some visitors," a female said.

"Not exactly, I'll be here to stay," Katya said. The female looked at Katya and saw her bones were yellowing just like theirs, but the man next to her had white bones. "Well welcome mija, I'm Karina if you need anything."

"Gracias, I'm Katya it's nice to meet you, Karina."

"Please call me tia, everyone does." Katya tilted her head confused. "We're all family down here, we're all nearly forgotten, we have no homes or offrenda's but we have each other," Karina explained.

"What's going on tia?" a male asked.

"We have a new arrival primo Gabriel, this is Katya and she'll be staying with us, until the end," Karina explained.

"Well follow me mija there a cabin open right next to mine," Gabrial said.

"Gracias." Katya and Hector followed Gabriel to a broken down shack about in the middle of Shantytown.

"If you need anything just ask, I'll let you get settled," Gabriel said leaving Katya and Hector alone.

"Why are we here Katya?" Hector asked.

She rolled her eyes at him. "I'm here because I'm being forgotten just like I told you, you're here because you don't know anyone else," she replied.

"You're not being forgotten," Hector said.

Katya looked at him. "Hector look at you then look at me. You're bones are white and still tightly bound. Mine are yellow and my bones are loose. I look more like every one down here you belong up there Hector, you have a family who remembers you, I don't and I never will."

Hector looked at her, for once he didn't have anything to say. So instead he pulled her into a hug. Katya was shocked at first then decided to hug him back. Then she fell apart for the first time since she got there. She always acted strong and always comforted him when he needed it now it was his turn. He stroked her hair as she cried. "It's alright mija, I've got you," he said softly.

"I didn't want to die. I was only fifteen, I made sure you didn't die alone and then I ended up dying alone," she sobbed into his shirt.

"I'm sorry mija, this is all my fault."

"No it's not Hector, I don't blame you and I'd do it the same," she looked up at him, her warm amber eyes digging into his deep brown eyes, she smiled softly at him, and put her head back on his chest. They stayed in their embrace for a little while, then Katya pulled away. "Go Hector you don't belong here."

Hector looked down at Katya. "I can't leave you, what's going to happen to you?"

"I'm going to go through the final death, Hector, that's what they meant when they said the end. I was already told about it when I told the death counselor I have no family. As soon as people stop remembering me in the living world I'll disappear from this one. "

"How are you ok with this?" Hector asked.

"I don't have a choice in the matter Hector," she smiled at him again. "Go, I'll be alright." She put her hand on his cheek bone.

"I won't be gone long," Hector said smiling. Katya rolled her eyes at him. Hector left and wandered with the other's who are remembered, and Katya stayed in Shantytown. Hector would visit on rare occasions and saw how rapidly she was deteriorating. Some days were better than others. Then dia de muertos, came and Hector tried to cross the bridge, assuming his family put his photo up, but they didn't. He was shocked, and confused as the officers hauled him away.

He ran to Shantytown. He barged into Katya's shack, and saw her on the ground, instead of in the hammock where she normally laid. "Katya are you alright?!" he exclaimed forgetting his own problems. He ran over and kneeled down pulling her into his lap.

"I was feeling too good today, so I thought I'd get up, and then I fell," she explained simply. "What happened Hector, why are you here?" she asked concerned.

"I couldn't cross the bridge they didn't put up my photo, do you think they don't know I'm dead?" he asked.

"I'm not sure maybe," she replied tiredly, then a golden light flickered through her and she made a small noise of pain. "Go Hector you don't need to see this, I'm fading I can feel it."

"I'm not leaving you," he replied sternly. She looked up at him confused. "You didn't let me die alone, I won't let you go through the final death alone." Katya smiled slightly, and relaxed onto his lap.

"I hummed to you stroked your hair and held you hand as you died, any chance you could do the same for me?" she asked softly.

"Anything for you mija," he replied. He started stroking her hair, and held her hand, and started humming "Remember me" to her. Hector finished his song, and Katya smiled at him.

"Gracias Hector," she said then a golden light took over her whole body and she turned to dust, and just like that she was gone.

"De nada Katya," he said, letting a few tears fall.

Hector tried to get over the bridge for decades but he wasn't able to not until 2012 ninety one years after he died.

A/N: bit of a cliffhanger there, but I'm going to explore what could possibly happen after the final death and as i warned and I'm gonna warn again this is gonna get dark. Please leave me a review I'd really appreciate it