@one-groovy-rose said: BEEP BEEP! Suggestion!! Sorry I already requested one earlier this week but if you don't mind could I get a blurb on Des visiting his deceased family (graveyard) post Azran Legacy? :DD Thanks!!1

Nice!

Graves Part 2

Desmond was silent as they pulled up at an all too familiar graveyard. Raymond had visited the place more times than he could remember, but this was only Desmond's third time, as the old butler didn't want to trigger anything in the red-eyed man more than necessary.

It was actually Desmond who had requested to come to the cemetary, and Raymond thought that was okay; he had been gaining more stability ever since Bronev was placed under arrest. Raymond glanced back at the man as he turned off the engine; Desmond was staring out the window, his gaze unfocused. The butler was worried for a moment that the man had gone into a panic attack; his clouded eyes were normally one of the first signs that something was wrong. However, Raymond's worry vanished as Desmond appeared to snap out of it with a few quick blinks, and he turned to Raymond as the butler spoke.

"We are here, Desmond." The red-eyed man pursed his lips before nodding. Raymond exited the car, and pulled open Desmond's door. The man stepped out, and shuddered as he looked at the cemetary for what seemed to be the first time. Raymond could see the haunted look in his eyes.

"If you need, you can stay in the car while I go pay both our respects." Desmond quickly shook his head.

"No. I'll be fine this time." Raymond nodded, and the two stepped into the graveyard. A few people were scattered here and there, hugging their jackets around them to shield them from the wind. The sky was cloudy and grey, and Raymond held an umbrella in his hand, just in case it started to rain.

Desmond walked stiffly, and Raymond could see the slight tremor in his hands as they clenched into fists. He hesitated, then placed a gentle hand on the man's shoulder.

"It will be okay." The words were automatic as they left the butler's lips, having said them enough that they were engrained into his speech. Desmond just nodded, his lips pursed into a thin line.

They approached the small gravestones, and Raymond squeezed Desmond's shoulder reassuringly. The man's breathing had gone a bit shaky, and his hands trembled. Desmond's jaw worked as he struggled to say something, his eyes welling up with tears.

"Olivia… Violet…," he finally managed to say. "I finally have finished my work that took you all those years ago." In his mind, he knew that what he was doing was incredibly cliche, but he felt he had to do it for some sort of closure. "I finally got in touch with my brother, just like you wanted, Olivia." The area was silent, and the wind carried away his words as they left him. "I… I plan on meeting up with him again very soon." He gave a soft smile. "In the end, everything worked out like you said it would." He felt the warmth of tears trailing down his cheeks. He looked down at Violet's grave next.

"Violet, I…." His words got stuck in his throat as he remembered something. "I think you came back, in the form of a girl named Aurora. She was you in absolutely every way. Her voice. Her mannerisms. She was curious about how the world worked…." Desmond gave a soft sniff, raising a hand to his face. "I cared about you both. I lost you both." He grit his teeth. "I'm so sorry, honey. I've failed you both twice."

Raymond looked down as Desmond said this. All the pain, all the memories came flooding back, and the butler couldn't keep the tears from welling up.

"I hope you can forgive me." Desmond turned as he said this; he needed to look away before he broke completely. As he did, he swore he caught two familiar voices on the wind.

"We already have."