Author's Note

Hello dear reader!

Welcome to the finale of my RWBY OC team fanstory! This is part of the Team CEBS Storyline, which you can refer to on my profile.

If you haven't read the previous stories, here's a brief look at the order.

Team CEBS

Eternal Hunt

A Predator's Slumber (You are here!)

-Offside Story: Attarian History (Think of it as a "World of Remnant" like story.)

Even after this story is finished, Team CEBS' legacy will live on. How you ask? The answer is on my profile!

Anyways, enjoy the story!

-CJwat15

"How do you conquer your fears?"

"Simple. You find the courage to control it."

Christopher

Ugh...I'm getting a really bad sense of deja vu. I've just woken up in a pool of blood. My blood to be exact.

As the wounds start to mend themselves, I pick myself up and take in my surroundings. Still nothing but barren wasteland for miles. I quickly take out a notebook, and make a quick entry.

"I have died for the fifteenth time today. Still no sign of the Shrine of Magic, but I'll keep on moving." I write, before I'm startled by a voice behind me.

"Is the journal I created for you holding up?" comes the voice of Noelia via telepathy. The good news is that I only have to think to give her an answer, since talking might draw unwanted attention from the wild monsters that have slaughtered me multiple times.

"Yeah, thanks for giving me something that'll help me from losing my mind out here Noelia. Although, are you okay using your goddess powers for things like this?" I "answer" back. She says that it's fine, but I get this nagging feeling that others who share bodies with gods and goddesses of magic would abuse this power. I won't though, or at least I'll try not to…

Growl...Yipes, that's my stomach growling. Darn it. If I was back home, maybe I'd have Estrella make one of my favorite dishes. Especially if I can eat...Huh? I forgot what it was. Oh right. Now I'm reminded of the downsides of dying and reviving.

I'm about to start clawing at the ground in frustration, but my hands are suddenly occupied by a large ham sandwich! Geez Noelia, you're spoiling me. However...this sandwich is going to probably do more harm than good.

Just as I finish the sandwich, Altered Phantoms rise up around me. These nasty upgraded Fallen Phantoms have been the main reason I've been dying so much. Oh well, I'd better put up a fight then. Drawing Scarlet Nightmare, I charge towards the nearest one, and start swinging. That one went down easily, but I regret not having enough ammo for this journey. For both my gunblade and my carbine.

After fending them off, I feel utterly spent. Maybe if I had more ammo, I would be better prepared for all this crap. Suddenly, Noelia pops out in ghost form.

"You know Chris, I could provide you with the supplies you so desperately need, but you've been refusing the offer ever since you used up your last few bullets. So come on, you need my help." she sweetly offers for the millionth time. Fine. I let her create a surplus of ammo, trail mix, and a full water canteen.

I feel bad that Noelia has to help me like this, but she is the one offering it to me. After gathering up the supplies, I keep on walking...until I notice a large gate in the distance.

"That's where the Shrine of Magic is, am I right Noelia?" I ask before she nods and flies back into my body.

Hold on Estrella, I'll be home soon. With this thought in my head, I make my way towards the gate.