I have recently watched Coco and I loved it, so I decided to make a fanfiction about an alternate universe. Characters are very OOC. Teenage language is included, but it is not a lot of it.

Imelda was glowering at Ernesto de la Cruz. She was just finding out that he murdered her husband, so she was naturally pissed off at the smug man, er, skeleton. "You evil bastard. Hector trusted you!" She hissed at him as he was still holding her wrist and her waist. Ernesto smirked at her.

"Of course he did. He was and still is foolish. He is also a coward. His woman is in the hands of his enemy and what he is doing? Just staring. " Ernesto tells Imelda, who resisted frowning and showing her true emotion-hurt, in front of this scoundrel. She settled for a glare and when she saw Hector with an emotion that he never had and it didn't look right on him. She was shocked. Hector had gave his guitar to Miguel to hold it, his fists were shaking and the look in his eyes was chilling. Hector had a unreadable expression as he approached the two. Ernesto felt a harsh glare on his back and he smirked.

"You are getting bold, my friend." He tells Hector. Hector was this close to pounding Ernesto, but he couldn't. His beloved amor was still in the hands of his enemy he wanted to kill, even if they were already dead.

"Of course, I'm getting bold. That's my wife you're clearly hurting." Hector spatted out at him. Imelda was shocked at this, but she almost expected it to happen. Hector didn't like when people make her upset, but this person was hurting her, so no forgiveness will be the greater pain.

"Really? You've hurt her as much as I have, Hector. You and I both know that. You've left her." Ernesto tells him, making Hector regret ever befriending him.

"Let her go." He said coldly, making all three skeletons and boy gasp. That was a tone that never left Hector's mouth. No! Don't believe him! Imelda wanted to scream, but she realized that tears were falling down her bony cheeks. Miguel gasped at this.

"No. No! Don't believe him." She whispered. Ernesto smirked at Imelda's falling apart in his hold and he gripped her chin and forced her to look at him.

"So, puta, want to join me tonight?" Ernesto asked, daring her to say no. Hector snapped and he started to beat on Ernesto, who released Imelda in shock. They started to fight, but because of Ernesto angering Hector, Hector was the one who was winning. Imelda couldn't watch the fight, seeing her gentle love beating on someone who deserved it so senselessly.

"Don't call my wife that! And, you will not touch her anymore." Hector shouted, punching Ernesto in his face, breaking his bony jaw. When Hector finally calmed down, Ernesto was glaring at him with pure hatred.

"You will pay for this, Hector. You and your lovely wife." Ernesto turned his glare on Imelda and he glowered at her.

At Ernesto's threat on Imelda, Hector immediately went to her to put his arms around her and to her and his relief, Imelda didn't fight him this time. "I won't let him hurt you." Hector tells Imelda. Imelda didn't care for Ernesto's threat at the moment, she had her husband back in her arms. Even if he did get finished fighting someone. Hector's arms were both loving and protective. Imelda placed her head on Hector's chest.

"I know, but don't believe anything he told you." She tells him with a cold tone. Hector gave her frown.

"But, I did hurt you and I will make it to you, I promise." Hector tells Imelda, who smiled at him. She now knew the truth. He truly wanted to come back home, but he couldn't because of his so-called best friend.

"I'm sorry. It's because of me that Coco is starting to forget you." Imelda tells Hector. Hector smiled softly at her.

"You know I don't believe that. She is old, mi amor." He tells her.

Ernesto watched the whole thing with disgust and he glared at Hector. You will pay, Hector. I swear you will pay. He thought, leaving the happy couple alone with their great-great-great grandson.

Miguel walked up to his great-great-great grandparents and he smiled at them. He knew that Mama Imelda was just hiding her true feelings behind her hurt and pain. "Are you okay, Mama Imelda?" He asked.

"Yes, mijo, I am fine." Imelda answered him. Miguel smiled at them.

"Let's send you home." Hector started.

"With no conditions." Imelda finished with a smile that made Miguel grinned. They're the best. He thought. As Miguel went home, Hector and Imelda was hugging each other. They moved to kiss each other, but a rough hand on Imelda's waist stopped them. Imelda released a surprised yelp and she started to kick whoever had her.

"She's feisty, Hector. Is that why you love her?" Ernesto asked, while holding Imelda tightly. Imelda fought against him, but he didn't budge. Just to anger Hector, Ernesto gave Imelda a kiss on her lips as she pushed against him. Imelda's eyes widen in fear and she flicked her gaze to her husband, who eyes bore holes into Ernesto. She's mine. How dare he? That's my wife! Something woke up in Hector and he attacked Ernesto in a furious state. Imelda watched this and when she saw Hector's eyes, she start to let tears leak out of her eyes. Ernesto gazed at Imelda and he smirked. He got up and he ran behind her and he grabbed her. Hector was still in his blind rage and he ran towards them. Imelda closed her eyes, but just then, a hand was holding her cheek and she opened her eyes to see Hector being gentle with her.

She could feel his anger and she placed her hands on his chest. "Calm down, mi amor." She pleads with Hector.

"I will when he's gone from existence forever." He tells Imelda, who stared at him in shock. She saw a shadow behind Hector.

"Hector!" She screamed, notifying Hector that Ernesto was behind him. He stayed where he was, holding Imelda protectively in his arms. Ernesto punched Hector in the back of his skull. He then kicked Ernesto in his back, but Hector didn't falter. "Let me go, so you can fight." Imelda begged of Hector. Hector gazed at Imelda.

"I...won't...let him...hurt you. He just wants me to let you go so he can hurt you." Hector explains to her as nicely as he can as he was getting angry again. Imelda closed her mouth, not wanting to anger him even more. However, despite the love she has for Hector, she was afraid.

"You're stubborn, aren't you?" Ernesto asks Hector, who glared at him. "Let her go and fight like a man." Ernesto tells him, causing Hector to trip him and he grabbed Imelda to run off. Imelda turned to look behind her and she regretted it. Ernesto looked like a monster glaring at her. Imelda felt a shiver go down her spine as she had gotten worried when she couldn't see Ernesto anymore. She felt Hector's grip tightened and she whimpered on instinct. It hurts! She thought.

Hector's grip was tight enough to break Imelda's hand and she took in a gasp of breath. "Hector, your grip is hurting me." She tells Hector, who immediately stopped running and released her wrist. Hector had an angry look in his eyes, but he relaxed and felt guilt running through him when he saw his lovely Imelda holding her wrist to ease it of the pain.

"Mi amor, I'm sorry for hurting you." He says with guilt in his eyes. Imelda frowned at his apologetic nature, but she knew that it was just in the heat of the moment. Hector would never, ever hurt her on purpose and she knew that.

"It's fine. You didn't mean to." She answered softly. Hector embraced Imelda and Imelda let him. However, a gasp left her mouth when she saw Ernesto again trying to kill her and Hector, wait, was that her he was aiming for?! Imelda released a yelp when Ernesto's arms almost grabbed her. Hector had pulled her out of the way to save her.

"Leave my wife out of this, Ernesto!" Hector shouted angrily. Imelda was shocked as Ernesto only tried to hurt her to anger Hector. She then thought back to the duet she was forced to do with him. He was holding her against him. He was spinning her around and around just to anger Hector. She never thought about it, but she did catch a glimpse of Hector's face when Ernesto grabbed her wrist. She saw the worry, but she didn't see the anger that Hector had when Ernesto pulled her towards him and lifted her into the air to keep her from going over to Hector and Miguel. However, Ernesto did see the rage seething from his old friend. That was the reason why he did everything to Imelda. That was the reason he kept her from going over to him. He knew that Hector was going to get protective over his wife. And, protective did he get.

Hector didn't want any harm to come to his wife, especially from his ex best friend, Ernesto.