Carry On Requiem Part 2

Stand Name: Carry On Wayward Son Requiem (Carry On Requiem)

Stand Ability: Manipulate the soul of the world. Restless souls will automatically be resurrected from the dead with bodies made from dirt.

Design: A stain glass humanoid projecting light upon all its user desires.

Destructive power: None

Speed: None

Range: None

Durability: None

Precision: None

Development Potential: None

Okuyasu

The sounds of police sirens were inaudible amongst the heavy sound of wind rushing past us. The car had long since reached its top speed but his foot was still stuck on the gas pedal.

We were collectively thrown to the right side of the car as Josuke made a sharp turn around an oncoming car. We were thrown to the other side as he swerved back into his lane.

"Yukako!" He shouted without taking his eyes off the road. "Right here," she replied looking up from her phone. As he turned I unlocked my door and leaned out. I summoned my stand and slashed open the wall of the cafe. Jolyne on the other side of the car ripped the destabilized wall open allowing for the car to skid through the bricks. Josuke slammed his foot on the brakes and turned the wheel as far as it would go.

We donated around the table of a surprised and confused boy. Before he could react he was slammed with a faceful of hair lifting him off the ground. Without stopping once Josuke turned the wheel back and hit the gas soaring out of the restaurant well a white-haired boy was carefully assimilated into the vehicle.

The roof of the car was dented as bricks kicked up by the wheels fell onto the car. On top of that, the car began to bounce like we had a bad tire. "Damn," cursed Josuke, "I just got this car". He punched the roof back. A pink aura surrounded it repairing the damage.

He opened the window sticking his hand. "Crazy Diamond!" As he said it, his arm was bent backward by a flying brick. Crazy Diamond's arm extended from his. He reached out further extending his range until he was able to touch the broken tire. The car stopped bouncing around as he jerked his arm back inside the window.

He had already repaired everyone here. He had used his power on my arm so it should be coming back as we speak, it was just taking a while to get here.

"Are we missing anyone else?" Asked Josuke. Jolyne had taken a shotgun while Yukako, Koichi, and I were all packed into the back seat. Koichi was healed by one of Crazy Diamond's arms of any damage. Jolyne was silent for a minute before responding. "That should be everyone." She turned around to look Koichi in the eyes. The tall man was still in shock from the Lamborghini breaking through a brick wall and kidnapping him with hair.

"Are you sure we have an ally in Italy." He blinked a few times before snapping out of the trance. "All I can tell you for sure is that there is someone who can help us in Italy if we're able to find them. However, they could be dangerous in their own way."

"What do you mean by that Koichi? Are they a friend of my dad's or not?" Koichi gave the question an awkward pause while he rubbed the back of his head. "They are not a friend of Jotaro, in fact, I suspect they might be what you call enemies."

Josuke began to grit his teeth. "An enemy!" Koichi returned his gaze to the front of the car. "It's just a guess, they would have to be after Jotaro's actions."

There was another awkward silence. I looked around the car to see everyone's eyes watching Jolyne. Joyne herself stared out the front window before letting out a heavy sigh. I could feel the pain in her voice as she asked the question on everyone's minds. "What did Jotaro do?"

Koichi gave a moment of thought to the question before he responded. "I don't have very many details about the whole thing. I couldn't tell you why he did it if I wanted to but I should probably tell you what he did so you are prepared." Yukako clasped Koichi's hand and gave him a nod. "The man we are going to see is called Giorno Giovanna. In familial terms, he's Josuke's Great Uncle and Jolyne's Great Great Great Uncle. He killed this man's father on a trip to Egypt in 1988."

Everyone was quiet for a time before Josuke made an offhand comment. "I remember that year, it was when I got my stand. I was dangerously sick with an unexplainable disease that no one could identify." No one knew how to respond to his remark. "I'm just saying, it's a hell of a coincidence."

Persephone

I couldn't help but let out an awe-inspiring laugh. Months, years of work were finally being paid off. I bent backward practically screaming my joy into the air. As I laughed an idea came to me. I leaned down and picked up an item off the floor, a strange golden contraption.

Inside the object was a photo of Jotaro and a woman I hadn't seen before. I pushed it aside to reveal the object beneath. It was a small arrowhead. I could feel strange energy around it, weaker than the one I had. I had a strong sense this would be powerful.

I smiled and gripped it in my hand. The arrow began to shake violently as my hand approached it. It stopped with the clink. With the arrow's identity and fate rewritten, I pulled back my arm and tossed the arrow as far as I could.

It flew into traffic and landed on the roof off a car driving away. With a chuckle, I began to walk away. As I left the ally something caught my eye. I ran my hand across the machine with another smile spreading across my face. As my stand's hand followed the ATM began to vibrate for a second.

A ding came from within the machine. I put my pin into the machine to check the account's balance. Sure enough, all money was being poured into my account. The numbers were moving as fast as the machine could handle. I slapped the machine and let out another hardy laugh.

Now the world wasn't screwing me over it suddenly seemed like a much better place to live. I began to look around to see if I could find either of the people this was for. Hands began to manifest out of the soil, but neither of the ones I was looking for.

I had no reason to want to bring these random people back to life. I had opened up the gates of hell for my children.

"Persephone!" I felt the joy well up within me as I turned around. I barely had time to form a smile as the boy tackled me. Azriel hugged me tightly.

"You beat them! You won!" I brought him close and hugged him tightly. "Of course I did." I felt something wet drip down my stomach.

I pushed him away slightly to see tears rolling down his face. With a single finger, I wiped the tears away from each eye. "Hey, don't cry. It's okay." I hugged him tightly again. "It's just, I thought I had lost, and it was so cold and…" his words past that were drowned out by sobs. "Shh, it's okay," I stroked his hair slowly.

As he cried into me I looked around. There were lots of lost souls walking around looking for people. Most of their faces meant nothing to me, but I did recognize one.

It was Kira, the sad ghost man. He met my eyes and waved frantically shouting. "I found someone! She was waiting in the church we met before!"

I felt my heart skip a beat. I had brought what I could find of her with me, had she actually come back.

I kissed Azriel on the head and pushed him away to make my way towards Kira. Out from behind him stepped a rough-looking girl. She looked a lot worse than the last time we met. Her eyes met mine but she made no movement.

She just stood there with nothing but emptiness in her eyes. I watched for what felt like forever as she looked up at me. And with a soft, barely audible voice only a mother could hear, "mother."

I couldn't hold it back anymore. I teared up and ran towards her holding her in a long embrace.

Memories raced through my head. I was supposed to meet her at the airport in Italy, but all I had found was a body, a pursuer on the run. I had brought her back the best I could but after she insisted on chasing that man to Florida I wasn't able to find her spirit, it's like it was gone.

She didn't move an inch when I wrapped myself around, I just stared into the distance like a broken puppy. I hugged her as tight as I could. Tears streamed down my face onto her.