Reunion
Stupid prison riot…
Diego Armando held onto the gun wound on his chest as convicts and guards ran about the hallway. What's with these prisoners? Ergh.
As lights danced around him and his vision grew more darker, his life began to flash before his eyes. One flashed in particular: Mia Fey.
If I die, then…
Now not caring about dying, but the fact he'll see his loved one again, Diego let himself die. As the pain grew more unbearable, he said three words:
"I'm… coming… kitten…"
Those were the last words he said before the darkness claimed him as it's own.
When the pain stopped, he found himself at a gate. He looked like how he did before he went into that coma, and was wearing a white suit.
Diego, still feeling the gun wound, slowly opened the gates and found himself in heaven. Dead spirits, dressed in white suits and dresses, were flying by. It was amazing. Who knew there was a world like this?
Suddenly, a woman, with beautiful, long, brown hair flew up to him. Immediately he recognized her.
"…Diego?" She said.
Diego threw his arms around her.
"Now there's nothing that can separate us." He only said.
Mia hugged him back. "Nothing will."
Meanwhile, Phoenix Wright was with Maya Fey at Diego's funeral.
"Nick," Maya asked. "Do you think Mr. Armando's happy that he died cause he'll be with sis forever now?"
Phoenix smiled. "I think so, Maya. I think so."
And how correct he was.