This is his end.

He fucked up on a mission so now here he was in a ditch, bloodied with broken bones, internal bleeding and dying. He heard his phone somewhere, with Jet yelling something from it.

This is his end. "Sorry, Jet." He muttered as he hacked up blood and then closed his eyes to take his last breath.

Or so he thought. His eyes jolted open and he took a large intake of air that ached his lungs. Why was he alive? And what was that glowing person with wings next to him? "Uh."