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(This post was last modified: June 04, 2018, 01:55:59 PM by Sekirei.)

At long last, Akutan saw the boulder his grandfather had once occupied before they were all cast to the winds. He watched his family explore the dens they had once lived in. Byakko's slow pawsteps came to a halt before one of them. "I know this tree. This was mine," he said before going in to turn around and lie at the entrance. The scents of their family had long since faded away but things were so familiar, it was like they had never left. Byakko laid his head down and closed his eyes. Akutan saw Sara and Rapture approaching the den once occupied by Starfire and Storm. His beautiful cousin seemed to think twice about occupying it as if she somehow knew that her late aunt had once rested her head there. Akutan slipped away to head towards the river as Ticon took a look around.

"Please be there..." he thought. When he emerged, he took in the sight of the mighty willow tree alongside the river he remembered in his youth. He felt a choking cry strangle in his throat when he found what he came to find. Beneath the boughs, completely intact, were the burial mounds where Silverstream and his stillborn siblings had been buried. The mounds were covered in grass and blue star creepers, small pale-blue flowers. To think the mounds survived not just Asylum's occupation but everything since. Akutan had never given a thought to miracles before but this was definitely a miracle. "Thank the winds... Dad's going to be happy that Silverstream's resting place was undisturbed." he thought. He decided his first act as patriarch since coming home was to raise mounds for his parents and grandparents. Make it a gift to Byakko before the end. 

He was hard at work moving earth for his mother's mound when he heard someone approach. "Welcome to where my siblings are buried as well as the one my uncle loved," he said, not looking back.

(Minor retcon even though I'm probably the only one to remember this detail: when Asylum forced Nardir out, I had written that X destroyed the mounds before making his escape. That no longer happened so the mounds are intact and were prettied up over time as nature repaired itself from the funerals. The idea to cover them in blue star creepers came from the film version of LOTR: The Two Towers where the graves outside Edoras are covered in similar flowers.)


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"Welcome to where my siblings are buried as well as the one my uncle loved,"

"I remember."

Said a formal, silken voice as Mercury stepped up beside him, her eyes on the mounds.  The Dark Queen made a firm, if not imposing figure, but there wasn't aggression in her stance.  She simply stood as she always had, as a warrior did.  Without looking at him, she settled herself into a seated position, still examining the tendrils of flowers that curled around the mossy carins.  She dipped her head, as though she was bowing to the graves that sat before them.  It was a subtle, but very clear gesture.

"I was very fond of your mother, and always held her in high regard."

She turned to look at him, and her eyes reflected the sadness, and a bit of the joy, that Akutan felt.  It was a miracle that anything from their previous time here had survived, but she had found bits of undisturbed history tucked away in the land.  Hidden heirlooms and treasures.  She had been to her parent's tree with Alana, and they had been relieved to find it intact.  She could only imagine that Akutan was feeling the same way about his own family's graveyard.



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"I was very fond of your mother, and always held her in high regard." Mercury said, sitting by him. Akutan finished building the mound for his mother and started on the one for his father. "I know she would've loved to hear that. Mom died with a lot of regrets and a sense of failure. That one time where she failed to react to an attack on Alana, I believe, weighed heavily on her. Aylie, too. And the fight she had with Aunt Raka coming to my defense when we were thrown from this place. She carried a lot of baggage. Still, I think she had more successes than failures. She just got tied up in the things she mucked up in towards the end. I guess that's something she and I had in common. I don't know if she ever made peace with anything but I won't know for sure until I join her when my own time comes." he said.

Once done with the mound for Storm, he started on the one for X. He couldn't wait for the new mounds to grow grass and creepers. "Uncle Byakko told me you and he had a good conversation and then he pointed you in my direction. How can I help the one who got me my life back by bringing us home again?" he asked. His deep voice was lighter than it had ever been and the shift in his demeanor was obvious. He still had that gruff edge he inherited from Storm but it wasn't so bitey now that they had come full circle. Akutan had always believed he was meant to die in the land of his birth and for a while, he wasn't sure that would ever happen. His chances had improved now so he hoped things would stay this way.


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