Author's Note

Hello dear reader! This story is the sequel to Team CEBS. If you haven't read it, this story will be confusing.

Check out my profile for the previous story (Sorry, the link system isn't working!)

Anyways, enjoy the story!

"How do you think it feels?"

"To have your "family's" blood on your hands?"

Christopher

Hm..My eyes snap open, and I seem to be lying down in a field of snow.

"This must be a dream." I think to myself. After all, I clearly remember falling asleep in my room.

Just as I'm sitting up, I notice around twenty shadow-like creatures around me. Great, Fallen Phantoms. I remember these things from a while ago..along with their bear-like claws and wolf-like howls. Crud, do I even have a weapon? Oh good. I find Scarlet Nightmare on my finger ready for action. Also, it seems to be fully loaded, the sign of a smooth battle. I easily fend off the Fallen Phantoms, ending each one's life with a single explosive round. I've just wiped my brow of sweat (wait, do you sweat in dreams?) when a voice from behind rings out.

"Why would you do this..son?"

Quickly turning around, a deformed figure of Zolo Yelick is standing there with a greatsword. Ugh...Just looking at him is causing me to cringe, but I grasp Scarlet Nightmare firmly and charge towards him. This dream form of Zolo is much more agile than his real form, but in reality, he's dead. I'm able to overpower him in my dream, and put his soul to rest again. My hands were...covered in bright ruby blood..and then my eyes snap open.

Ironically, I woke up with sweat on my brow. Just like in my dream...Wait, what time is it? Reaching over for my alarm clock, it's around 5:38 AM. Yikes.., I'm starving. After dragging myself out of bed, I slowly walk out of my room downstairs to the kitchen. Maybe there's some leftovers in the fridge...

Hm..no leftovers, so I search the pantry. My ravenous hunger for food led to finding some swiss cheese and rice crackers. Quickly devouring my snack, I decide to go for an early morning stroll. While walking around the empty streets of Gria City, I notice a suspicious vendor upon passing an alleyway. Silently, I move towards the vendor to eavesdrop a little. Oh shoot! They're selling strangely colored vials….I'm gonna guess they're DNA samples from the Yelick genetic lab then. Hope they're ready for an explosion then!

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! I draw Scarlet Nightmare and open fire on the vendor and it's patrons. A fire has just started when five guards form up and charge towards me. Bringing Scarlet Nightmare up into a fencer's position, I slash down three of the guards before they can react. The other two attempt to strike me with their batons (more like clubs if you ask me) and while I'm able to dodge one, the other hits me in the shoulder, mildly bruising it. The wound wasn't too detrimental though, as I'm able to emerge victorious. All of the guards were bleeding on the ground. Oh god...I have blood on my hands again...ULP! I start throwing up in the alleyway. There goes my crackers and cheese...After about two whole minutes of retching, I'm able to regain my wits. Okay, note to self..don't eat before engaging in bloody combat situations.

Shakily standing on my feet, I notice a poster. It's for..the Heart Flower Festival? I never heard of it before, but maybe it would be interesting to attend it with everyone else. For now, I should get something else to eat..It's 6:54 AM now, so not many places are open..

Biff! I'm startled as a plastic bag hits me in the face! Huh? After inspecting what the bag was, it appears to be a loaf of melon bread. Looking around for the thrower, I notice a snow white cloaked figure at the end of the alleyway.

"Morning Princess!" I yell while the figure takes off her hood, revealing Estrella, my teammate and potential girlfriend. She blushes while I thank her for the bread, and it's a nice start to the day. I won't mention the Heart Flower Festival until we've met up with the rest of Team CEBS though. After a brief conversation, Estrella and I part ways to get ready for school.

I always wanted to live a content life, and even if I develop more weaknesses along the way, I will push on and fight, because that is what runs in my family. A Ravenmore soars and develops their identity.