Hi everyone, hope you like this story. I know OC stories can bea bit iffy at times but I do hope you'll give this one a chance, feedback is always appreciated. Also, being a RWBY story, this will obviously have spoilers, up until the end of season 3. Not EVERYTHING is known about the show, so events that aren't already established may be up to my interpretation. Keep in mind the first chapter of a series is usually one you have to be the most patient with since it needs time to establish things. Hope you like it. :) Also, chapters are too long for this site, so it will be cut into parts.
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I screamed, desperately flailing around as my body fell through from the skies, hundreds of feet off of the ground.
'This can't be happening! Please tell me I'm dreaming!'
Unfortunately, this wasn't a dream. One way or another here I was basically skydiving without a parachute.
You know...it really is true, your life really DOES flash before your eyes at moments like these. Pleasant memories, mundane tasks...a simpler time when I wasn't about to be reacquainted with the ground for the final time. So where exactly did I go wrong? Well, the one good thing about the fact I'm gonna die means I get a front row seat to watch just WHERE it was that I screwed up...
"Haaaaaah..." A contented sigh escaped from my mouth as the episode of RWBY in front of me came to an end. "What a great way for season 4 to end..." Honestly, it really was. Finishing this episode made me feel full and satisfied. Like I had somehow eaten a big meal...if that's possible.
Glancing out the window, I noticed the day had REALLY gotten away from me this time. The sky had become a murky dark blue of twinkling stars without my notice. Yawning, I lazily pushed myself off the bed and stepped over the clothes and trash that littered my room. Yeah, I should really clean this place up...later, yeah later.
"Ah pants my mortal enemy, we meet again."
Current laws dictated that I had to wear these in order to go out in public, but that didn't mean that I had to like it. Slipping on a pair of jeans, I headed to the bathroom to answer the call of nature. I entered the bathroom, my feet stepping on the cold white stone tiles. These tiles made it quite unpleasant when waking up in the middle of the night and having to go to the bathroom.
I glancing at the mirror noticing a few new hairs on my chin. Caramel colored skin with an oval shaped face, and short curly brownish black hair. I had a pair of hard looking brown eyes which made me look more serious than I actually was.
"Seems like I'll need to start shaving from now on."
I put my hand to my chin and turned my head. The tan face in the mirror obediently copying me as I observed small black hairs starting to form on my chin. "Now THERE'S that handsome devil." I said smiling at my reflection. It's not like I was some drop dead supermodel but I do look pretty good if I do say so myself. Though, that might just be my ego talking.
"Someday soon the ladies will be lining up for a shot at this hot stuff."
Fortunately, no one was around to hear my embarrassing little pep talk. Though that's to be expected at...hold on let me check. 11:32 pm?! Damn, I guess it really IS late. Well, I still have time to sneak in a walk before I call it a day. Leaving the bathroom, I was about to leave the house when...
"Where do you think YOU'RE going, Nathaniel?"
I turned around seeing Cameron sitting on the couch typing away on his laptop. Wait, how long has he been sitting there?
"Well now." he said, adjusting his glasses as I approached him. "Look who finally left their room. I had started to think you had died in there or something."
"Oh ha ha. I'm going for a walk, does his majesty find this acceptable?"
"Hmph. 'His majesty' takes issue with the fact that it's too dark. And you shouldn't even be up at this hour. What if you wake up late and can't make it to work on time?"
"Look who's talking, what about you Mr. Baggy Eyes? You're still up right?"
"I know I know." Cameron said sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose. "I had a lot on my plate today, and this is taking forever since I haven't been able to focus..."
"You can't focus because you're too high strung. Anyway, I'll be right back."
"You're going out at this hour?" Cameron said with a hint of concern. "You really can't wait until morning? You could get mugged or something."
"Stop being such a baby, I'll be fine." A devilish smile crossed my face "And if I die, I'll haunt you for not stopping me like you should have."
"That's not funny!" he said calling after me as I closed the door. "I can't pay the rent without you!"
Heh, Cameron is just way too easy to tease. Despite what I might have said, he's a good roommate. And he's somehow managed to put up with me for this long. Something not so easily accomplished by mortal men. He's calm enough when there aren't any problems but when there are...well, you saw what happened back there.
I took a deep whiff of the night air, the cool refreshing breeze making me feel healthy and alive. I swear nights like these are the most relaxing time to go for a walk. It's cool, it's quiet and there's just a sense of tranquility that simply can't be found during the day. "It feels like it was only a few weeks ago that the fourth season of RWBY came out, and now it's over...how long do I have to wait for the fifth one to start?"
Now feeling a bit listless, I kept walking, trying to push those thoughts out of his mind, but to no avail. Crap, now what am I supposed to do? Looking around the neighborhood, I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. The reason I wasn't worried about coming out at this hour was because I'd done this every other day. 'Ah, this really is a nice night, I can practically feel my tension fading away.'Having walked these streets countless times I could probably make it through here with my eyes closed...though I'd REALLY prefer not to. My eyes moved to a random SUV that was parked just ahead of me. Coming to the left of it, I saw my reflection in the window and winked at it.
"I wonder how long I'll have to wait for season five? Crap here comes my tension again."
BRR BRR BRIIII...BRR BRR BRIII
"Huh?" I fumbled around in my pocket pulling out a phone. "Now who would call me at...you gotta be kidding me."
I sighed opening the phone and putting it to my face to answer it. "Oh my god, did you really just call me? I left the house not two minutes ago."
"Say what you want Nate, a little precaution has never hurt me."
"Cameron, you keep bothering me and I'm going to hurt you. Well whatever, I was just thinking about RWBY, guess I'll use you to talk for a bit."
"I was just checking up on you, I've still got work to do."
"You waste my time, I'm wasting yours. You could probably use a break anyway."
Cameron sighed on the other end, having resigned himself to his fate. He'd watched most of the show too, probably because I wouldn't shut up about it until he did. After a while, he eventually grew fond of it. "Okay, but only for a little."
"Who's your favorite character?"
"My favorite character? I'd have to say it's Jaune Arc." Those two hated words came out of his mouth, forever sealing his fate.
"Okay, that's it." I said shaking my head. "We are no longer friends anymore."
"What, he makes me laugh sometimes, plus I can admire his how hard he works. Who's your favorite character?"
"And why's he your favorite?"
"He's awesome, you see the crazy stuff he's done? His battle Tyrian was to die for. Plus he's a chill guy, he's serious and childish at the same time which is really amusing. His semblance is kinda interesting too, I've never heard of a passive type semblance before."
"Okay, so, a good deal of why you like him because of the impressive feats he's done right?"
"Then going by that logic, Cinder should be your first choice."
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