Diego's Death Jojo Novels & Stories

Luis felt like a God. He was all puffed up. The crowd was too distracted by his authority to put a stop to things. “Ugh!” Joel’s throat was slit, and blood quickly spilled. Blood gushed out of his throat. “Uh… You…” Joel let out an inaudible grunt, his half-raised arm going limp. Throwing his head to the back, he breathed his last. Even to his death, he could not believe he lost to Luis.

“It's fine. You don't have to pretend you like Zayne for my sake. And you're right.” Diego chuckled, as a strange look crossed his eyes. It felt like he had been transported back to that time. “I killed him.” Diego whispered softly. My heart stopped in my chest. Did I hear him right? He killed who? Of course… he was Zayne's right hand man. He must have killed a lot of people already. But this sounded…different. “The whole bar was under attack. There was blood and bodies everywhere and I was hiding under a table…and someone pulled my shirt from behind.”

I heard Diego's voice. "I know the way out of your pack. Can I visit my mother's grave?" I turned and asked Diego, who had somehow approached me without my noticing. (That's strange. I thought he was still holding the Luna Queen. I took a few steps back.) "What?" I asked him. His torso was covered in blood, but the wound I had just inflicted moments ago was already healed. So, I expected the wound beneath that bloodstained bandage would have healed as well.

Hearing Mario speak, I was emotional and got to see how determined and strong-willed he was but, " You speak as though he is dead?" My eyes opened and I noticed the flinch in his eyes. " It's okay to tell me "I placed my hand on his shoulder and he nodded, a noticeable gulp went down his throat. "My father and sir Danny had returned to Italy to tie up loose ends that trace back to you but they were ambushed by the Eastern gang who have been assigned to terminate the last Di Marco Heir. My father knowing he would be captured and tortured to give your location... "Mario paused and I could see tears forming in his eyes," He took his own life to honor the survival of the last heir. Sir Danny pro

The screen blinked, and a new prompt appeared: “Override Detected. Access Denied.” “No,” I whispered. Gideon laughed. “And just like that, the game ends.” The door burst open, and Diego entered, his weapon drawn. His eyes locked on Miguel, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze. “Brother,” Diego said. Miguel’s grip on his rifle tightened. “You don’t have to do this.” Diego’s expression was cold. “Yes, I do.” Diego raises his weapon, aiming it directly at Miguel as Gideon gives the order to secure the system, leaving the room teetering on the edge of chaos.

"Diego! Diego! Oh Diego don't leave me!" Tears streamed down Erlyn's eyelids after learning that as the sun was about to rise Diego was lying on the grass with blood on his body, Diego was torn apart now and there was no way to save the current Diego. "Erlyn ...." Diego couldn't even say what he wanted to say other than to say Erlyn's name, and as everyone watched what happened, the enemy was defeated and many knights sacrificed their lives that day, and on the human side, Diego was the one who fell.

Any sign of weakness is usually considered to be a way in and no one will show you mercy once you give them a glimpse of your jugular. Diego's death was both painful because he was not only a close friend that I cherished so much but also the man who was meant to free me from the prison of my world. He understood me, wanted to fight the system beside me. How could it all be taken from me in one blow? When I was so close to the finish line?

I tightened my fist when Jay said that. "Don't think you can escape us after this, Diego! You have come way too far and deep into this bloody world. You have taken the lives of capons and bosses from different packs... And that's just a sign that you will end up dead real soon. We'll end you before you even get to the top!" "I think I've heard enough from you. You are no longer useful to me." "You won't get away from..." SMASH! I silenced him once and for all with a powerful blow right to his head. That forced his broken neck to twist once again, cracking Jay's head to the back.

“I’m so glad you could join us.” My eyes blazed with anger and confusion. “What’s the meaning of this?" "It's what it is, didn't you want to leave the country?" "I’m not going anywhere with you! I'm leaving with Diego, where is he? What have you done to him?" He waved a dismissive hand. “Oh, don’t concern yourself with Diego. He’s already met his end. There’s a bomb set to explode at the location he was held. I’m sure by now it’s already gone off.”

Diego said, his lips twisted into a grin. "Why is that?" she asked. Calm. Collected. "Because you betrayed Father, Daphne," he said. She glared at him. "What are you talking about?" Diego chuckled, low and bitter. "Don't play dumb. You didn't finish the job." Daphne's jaw tensed. "Of course I finished the damn job. Petrov is dead." Diego's smile didn't falter. "Yes he is. You did a great job on that. I'm not talking about him."