Everything feels strange, but not bad. I must have fainted again, but I don’t understand where I could be. I thought maybe I was dreaming, but, for how surreal it is, this still feels real. It feels like I’ve been completely submerged in a warm bath, but I don’t feel like I’m drowning.
Even though it’s cramped and dark, I’m not scared. Actually, I feel… safe, and that doesn’t make sense. That scares me and I start to panic, flailing my limbs weakly. It doesn’t accomplish much as my arms and legs, which feel different somehow, bounce off the walls of my confines without doing any damage. What does happen however is that my world shifts suddenly as if whatever I’m in is moving.
While being jostled about, I bump into something that is decidedly not the smooth, rounded walls of whatever I’m in. It’s more firm and moves in response to my contact. Whatever it was actually punches me in the face. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s still unsettling. I’m not alone. Someone else is in here with me.
I have so many questions, but I’m too exhausted to try and find the answers. I want to stay awake, don’t want to fall asleep in this strange place, but my body betrays me and I slowly lose consciousness. What’s happening to me?
When I wake up next, I know it’s been more than just a few hours, but I’m not sure how. The first thing I notice is how less space there is in my balloon of a room. Whoever it is in here with me is pressed up against my body and I try to push them away. I realize then that they are hugging me and I ease up. There’s no harmful intent in the embrace, they’re just sleeping it seems.
It comes as a shock when I realize I’ve begun hugging them back. Even though they’re a stranger, the gesture seems right and I feel the other snuggle closer to me. A smile pulls at my lips, which feels decidedly less right.
It’s as if my face has been deformed, elongated into something inhuman. My grip tightens in panic, and I realize I can’t feel my fingers. My arms end in stumps and a quick attempt at wiggling my toes tells me the same is true for my legs.
Once again, sleep comes to steal me away. I try to fight it, this is no time for sleep, but I can’t and the darkness around me grows a little darker.
I’ve awoken several more times since then, each time a little more cramped, each time another difference noticed. Whatever I am now, it’s not human, but the panic has begun to fade. Whoever is in here with me, they keep me grounded. It’s strange, I’ve not even spoken with them, have no idea who or what they are, but they still bring me comfort.
I have an idea of what might be happening, though it seems outrageous. One of the books I read over the years of being bedridden was a medical textbook. I remember it was disturbing, especially in that it helped me realize just how much was wrong with my body, but it still helped pass the time, which was better than the endless boredom its absence promised.
It made me squeamish for other reasons though too, like the section on reproduction. Mom had been pretty upset when I started asking her questions about that particular topic, but with some prompting from my dad, the two decided to give me the talk. Dissecting the flowery presentation, I understood the gist of where babies came from, and more importantly where they first grew.
It’s insane, but the more I think of what a womb would be like, the more my imagination came in line with my current predicament. Testing the hypothesis, I discovered that I did indeed have a cord of sorts where this body’s belly button should have been. Remembering the shrinking space around me, I realize perhaps I was growing instead. And the occasional shift and sense of movement could be explained by me literally being inside someone else.
It’s only the impossibility of the situation that gives me doubt. I might have read something about the idea of being born again, but I’m pretty sure you aren’t supposed to remember anything from before. Plus, if this was really happening to me, then what happened to get me here?
As soon as the thought comes, an answer follows, and I feel like I’m going to shatter. What is the last thing I can remember…? The bright light and the wish, but something else too. The feeling, the encroaching darkness… Did I really die? Did I really just fade like that? So sudden without even realizing it.
I always thought the day wasn’t far off, but also that there would be more warning. I wanted to spend my final moments with my parents, to tell them that I loved them and that I was sorry. I know they would say there was nothing to be sorry for, but that didn’t change how I felt. I was nothing but a burden to others in my last life.
The wish… Maybe… maybe my wish was granted. My parents will be better off without me, and maybe, if this is a second life, I can be more than just a burden. The thought is equal parts uplifting and bittersweet, but before I can dwell on it much longer, I begin to fall asleep again. I suppose waiting will answer all my questions eventually.
My next awakening is nowhere near as peaceful as the others as I’m squeezed and twisted from all sides. It's all happening so fast that I can’t think. My companion disappears first and I search wildly for them, and soon, I follow after. The comforting darkness and warmth that I had grown so used to is ripped away and the first touch of air on my new skin feels frigid.
I open my eyes for the first time in what felt like forever, but the world is a blur. It isn’t quite colorblindness, but all I can really make out is the stark contrast between light and dark. I can see shapes and edges, but it’s all so confusing.
I’m scared.
The world is so loud and the weight of gravity feels foreign. I’m picked up, carried in the crook of somebody’s arm, but I don’t know them. I want my sibling, but I don’t know where they are.
I’m weak and helpless and I scream. My own voice adds to the noise, but I can’t stop. I hardly cried before, having come to terms with my fate already, but now I’m wailing uncontrollably.
It’s not until I’m placed in a new pair of arms that I begin to calm. I feel a small touch and know immediately who it is. I grasp out, holding my sibling with all of my small might as a tired but content voice whispers comforting words to us. A distant part of my mind notes that it doesn’t understand the words, but I’m too tired to care
I’m utterly spent and I soon find myself falling asleep. As my eyelids droop, I try my hardest to see my sibling for the first time. All I can make out are two pools of blue in a sea of bright white staring back at me, but I smile anyway. I think they smile back.
Ornate Garden couldn't take her eyes off of them; the little miracles in her hooves, staring in awe as their chests rose and fell with every breath. A gentle hoof came to rest on her shoulders, and she was finally able to break her gaze away from her children.
"They're beautiful," her husband, Blueblood the 16th, whispered with a proud smile as he looked down on his unicorn foals.
"They are," she agreed with tears in her eyes. Their coats, inherited from their father were only a shade different from each other with the colt's being the brighter. Their manes were their mother's however, with her daughter having a lighter gold compared to her brother's darker locks.
Before they had fallen asleep, Garden had gotten a glimpse of their eyes, the boy's a brilliant blue like his father's while her daughter's eyes shone a light pink reminiscent of her own coat.
Garden and her husband had discussed names for whether they had a boy or a girl, and seeing the two beautiful twins so similar to each other, the new mother was glad that both ideas could be put to use. "My brave little Blueblood the 17th... and my precious Pureblood."
When the nurse came to take the foals away to get a medical checkup, Garden almost couldn't let them go. "Come on, dear, let the doctors do their job. You've done yours for now. Rest. You deserve it."
Reluctantly, she agreed, but still couldn't help the little flutter of worry when her children left her view. When she got the two of them home, she wasn't going to let them out of her sight for an instant.
Well holy shit, what a start
So when does the HiE get tons of powers and become the Chosen One? And befriend to whole Mane 6 and fall in love with Luna, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Queen Chrysalis simultaneously? And then turn emo and get dark powers and kill Celestia (while the mindless SJW audience cheers because White Privilege Princess dies) and Luna becomes NMM and rules in darkness forever but everything's ok because Luna?
Hey! I'm just making predictions based on the typical HiE pattern!
(Which I know you won't fall into, but I can't resist poking such a typically terrible trope.)
I think I should call this subgenre the Rebirth or Restart genre because this is the latest one I've read. I was also surprised that there are nine generations of Blueblood as I thought that there would be more than that. I'm seriously hoping that Blueblood IX doesn't grow up to be a bratty philanderer later in life.
Great start!
It seems she's gonna have to learn the language, which is fortunate as if I was birthed speaking their language, it would go something like:
"AAAAAGGGGHHHH Christ! That was unpleasant as hell. Sup, mom."
Well I am liking this.
wow that was sweet and new.
good job and...
MAKE MORE!! please
almost couldn't
7420514 Based on the cover picture, he might becomes a decent stallion and a big brother with a different public face entirely.
7420649 There's the possibility of Blueblood becoming more tolerable later on. I'm also hoping that he's not too much of a germaphobe for social reasons. Also, a little dirt never hurt anyone.
7420659 I'd like to think what we see in the show either come from how he was raised around all the gold diggers of nobility, or that is his public face/persona and he is well-verse in the political game and dislike how Rarity acted around him.
I'm eagerly waiting for more.
I hope to see more. Good luck, in the future.
I just started tracking this story.
Let that be your answer.
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I don't know if you use Google Docs, but if you do, and you want me to do a full edit there for punctuation and such, drop me a PM. (There's a bookshelf on my profile of other stories I've edited on.)
I want to read more.
*Walks up to you*
"Here, hold these."
*Hands you a green thumbs up and a golden star*
*Walks off.*
You got my attention with this, I'm curious about how you work it through. Especially with our protaganist PureBlood
I will definitely keep an eye on this. Though I always do worry when an author releases new stories before they finish the old ones. It seems to decrease the chances of either being finished. Though saying that, being able to bounce between also seems to help avoid the dreaded writers block.
More please
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No, your tax dollars are paying for it silly.
It's rare to see reincarnation stories to go this far back in their new life, most just flash into consciousness when they're already out or laying in a crib.
I'm looking forward to future updates
I like it so far. I have a soft spot for rebirth stories when they are done well. Most of them tend to be either abandoned after several chapters though, or time-skip too quickly, like becoming an adult literally the chapter after the rebirth. Not too slow, and not too fast, and it could be rather interesting.
Please continue it. I'd certainly read it.
Please make more
Interesting premise; liked, faved, & followed.
I am liking so I will track.
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Yeah, I've never really liked those since they feel like a form of body snatching to me, and thus, it's kind of the inevitable, moral conclusion that they they to eventually return home and leave the body. This doesn't include people become random ponies who didn't exist before they popped up, but is referring to those ones where everypony knows the protagonists name and you have no idea what they are talking about.
This protagonist is Pureblood.
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I know what you mean, but I try to keep my most popular stories going steady. If I don't get a generally positive response on a story by the time I hit 15000 words, I put it on the back burner and focus on what people want. This is doing pretty well, so I'll probably write it until I reach 15000, then do it and Two dragons alternately.
It might slow progress, but I'm going to finish both eventually unless I die or suffer some other tragedy like being diagnosed with an incurable disease. Those things really tend to put a damper on ones creative spirit.
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Thanks for those.
I don't use googledocs personally because I'm an old soul set in my ways and am sure Google is going to become Skynet one day, but I have a proof reader for my other story who copies my stories over to Gdocs, corrects them there, and then sends me a link. I then proceed to just open up the chapter page and document side-by-side and start making corrections.
If you that sounds reasonable, than welcome aboard. (Sorry it's not a PM, I'm just doing a mass response in one comment if you couldn't tell.)
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Not sure about canon, but that about sums up what this head canon will be. A good guy with his family and work, a jerk when fitting in with other nobles. And yeah, Rarity was being a total gold digger in that episode, something Pureblood won't think too highly of.
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Boy don't I know it. There was that one really promising one where they got turned into ponies of the three tribes, but that basically got cancelled. I'd do one, but it's hard to write a story when you'd much rather be reading it.
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Yeah, I'm going a pretty different route I guess since Pureblood will only be friends with Twilight and won't be having romance with anyone of the main caste. Maybe with an OC or something, but probably not. I'm not big on romance since it makes up, like, 80% of fanfiction in general. The market is supersaturated. The Supernatural fanfiction scene still gives me the heebie jeebies. So. Much. Gay. Incest.
And if not that, then DeanXCastiel. those combined make up 99.9% of that fandom.
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"AAAAAGGGGHHHH Christ! That was unpleasant as hell. Sup, mom. Where's yo tit. I'm hungry and thirsty, in that order, let's rectify that."
7420514
This is super important and requires reader input!
Okay, reading this has made me think and come up with how I want the Blueblood naming tradition to have arisen in this story's canon as well as the royal title. Basically, Luna and Celestia were adopted into Princess Platinum's family after they defeated Discord to help legitimize their rule as 7419582 suggests. Blueblood is part of Platinum's lineage and this is why he calls Celestia and Luna aunty.
Now, after the alicorns took over, Platinum's family line became a noble house and gave up royal titles until Nightmare Moon happens. After Celestia is forced to banish her sister, she becomes distraught and locks herself away for an extended period of time in which the country is left without a ruler.
During this time, the first Blueblood steps forward to hold the country together and quell panic as a temporary leader of sorts. When Celestia finally returns, she is grateful and impressed by Blueblood's quick actions and awards him the honorary title of 'Prince' with the royal status being carried down his line from that point on.
Now, taking into account the first BlueBlood was was maybe mid-twenties when he became a prince and had children a few years after, naming his first son Blueblood the 2nd as the start of the tradition, How many generations have there been and what number should current Blueblood be! Because 9 or 10 seem to low.
The story will be adjusted according to feedback because I suck at math. Much shame.
10/10 mustaches
7421144
That's good enough for me. Send away.
And as for Blueblood's number, you could have the latest one be XIII. Assuming MLP ponies have similar lifespans to humans (if not longer), and the story starts when the Blueblood we know from the show is born (as he is an adult now) that wouldn't terribly unreasonably cover 1000 years (that is, known Equestrian history), with an average age of about 77.
Besides, Blue being the 13th would be amusing.
7421144 Yeah I actually feel uncomfortable with most transmigration stories (soul fusion, body snatching, replacing the soul of a child that died of illness/head trauma/SIDS) but there are a few exceptions. Like when the character knows the body they inhabit (Mostly a villain's or a background character's body) and attempt to improve their predestined fates. Ex: multiple asian novels where girls suddenly take the place of a game's main antagonist female that suffers a bad end (prison, execution, exile, etc)
Granny Smith is something like 150+ isn't she? She was there at the founding of Ponyville right? Maybe Earth ponies live longer *shrug*
So, unicorns, about 100 years lifespan let's say. typical breeding age about 20 to 30? So each generation about 25 years apart, 1000 / 25 = 40 = Blueblood in the MLP episodes would be Blueblood The 39th?
7420514 You're looking for Reincarnation stories and its sub-genreTransmigration, I'd recommend a few if you want.
Reincarnation= pure death and rebirth cycle
Transmigration= A stronger soul fusing or overtaking another soul's vessel (body), most often resulting in the "death" of the original soul. Common trigger is MC's death and finding themselves in another's body.
7421253 What are your thoughts on the transmigration genre? If it was me, I actualy was surprised that something like it existed. My favorite ones are that of a guy who transmigrated into Luna's foal and a guy's soul in Cadence's body.
i like it so far. please continue..
Can you do more chapters
This is entirely new! Can't wait to see what happens next
7421144 Me and a couple of friends come up with the idea that all males and some females in blueblood family have the the word blood in them. Blueblood pureblood nobleblood Platinumblood you get the idea.
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Same, I am disappointed by rebirth stories that accelerate too quickly and skip a lot of things. Especially since the protag was a child that was bedridden, it would be nice to see her grow up. Parent reactions will be interesting when they notice their little filly seems to be acting far too smart for a foal her age.
Question; with the cover image how it is... did Blueblood stab his sister in the head?
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"My favorite ones are that of a guy who transmigrated into Luna's foal"
Which story is that?
7421319 Nope. Just because you asked.
7421379 I forget the name, but I can look on my tracking libery. It's My Life As A Prince by Night--Mist.
ok i like the story so far
7421364
Nah, his horn's hidden by her hair.
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Or the premise that she was faking it and it was an elaborate hoax with Pinkie Pie playing along. Kind of the idea that Pinkie Pie's family is a family of jokers and it'd be like meeting a comedy troupe with them already in roles.
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7421144 Well, not all generations would have the name of Blue Blood.
Sometimes the children would take the name of their grandfathers as well
GG Blueblood, GG. This is your sister's first memory of you.
Either way, I do look forward to seeing a story where Blueblood isn't a complete dick. I'd imagine that there is gonna be some large time-skips involved?
I am intrested in this, thumbs up and tracking.
7421144
I'm in agreement with 7421168 about the iteration, Blueblood the XIIIth seems quite appropriate. Let's hope his luck turns to the better!
7421303 Do you mean Admiral Q's Love....SERIOUSLY!?, right? It was good but it's now in the hiatus hell
Now on a serious take of transmigration, if an MC with no knowledge appears, it'll be interesting, no foreknowledge to mire them into restricting themselves from "breaking the timeline", anything can happen for them, to the point I can accept it diverging into an AU. When the MC is someone from our universe or another parallel earth that MLP is commonplace, then again, it becomes more interesting, it'll be like any other fan story where they know the world but don't KNOW the world. The nuances of social cues and culture, the biology of their new body, magic, economics and other simple things most writers hash over to simplify how their MC is still alive by day five.
Damn, I'm stuck wanting more. This will be very interesting, of that I have no doubt.
7421144 I love your history for the BlueBlood and it sounds just like I said about the cannon book.
I think the number would be more than 30. Because Unicorns seem to live over 100 years. Even every less or more than 21 years a BlueBlood would get married, but it's always different time one gets married. One might end up marrying in 30 well another 16.
I would put it like BlueBlood The 50th. It sounds about right.
Anyways keep going, your doing amazing job! I haven't seen a human story like this, I do hope it's like a Slice of Life more than being this crazy chosen one to save the world... Also have you read the comic of both Shining & BlueBlood adventure? BlueBlood is actually really awesome and I can understand why he didn't want Rarity.