Chronic Reincarnation

The second life I had after The Battle of The Two Pony Sisters was quite dull, I spent my time working at a winery collecting grapes, and doing repairs for my employers, I lived a quiet life until my time of passing. My Third Life wasn’t too special, or exciting, it was just an ordinary life for me. Reconnecting with Willow was one of the highlights of that life. While my third life was simple and ordinary, my fourth life was completely different.

Having been born as many times as I have, I have come to expect the unexpected and sometimes that unexpected thing is being born as a mare. Having this happen to me was rare. Roughly one in every ten lives I would be born female but in the last cycle, which is 20 lives, I had been born a mare about seven times. When I have lived a life as a mare I have always had an interesting one.

There is something unique that happens when I am a mare, and I have children. In all of my history I have noticed that my descendants have played important roles in the history of Equestria. For example, Starswirl the Bearded, one of the greatest magic users in the history of Equestria, was my grandson. He was always a calm child, unlike his mother who was one wild child.

Having these connections I have come to find some meaning as to why I am born as a mare. From time to time, I have found that it is because I have a connection to the coming events. There are also times when I believe that I am simply born as a mare because the world is at peace, which makes a bit of sense, because during every warring period I have always been a stallion.

So here I am, once again as a mare, and this time I find myself born in the great city of Vanhoover. My parents were city ponies. My father, a grey coated and white maned Earth pony stallion, was working his store while my mother, a blue coated and black maned unicorn mare, was a musician. I was born in late December and with my bluish-grey coat, charcoal-grey mane, and my wings just a small bunch of bones and feathers and my rose colored eyes. My mom said that I was “the cutest filly she had ever seen.” and she gave me a name I am proud to have, Wayvera. Mom said that it was the name of the song she was humming just before I was born. She told me that the song had been passed down her family for hundreds of generations and that the song meant “Loyal One.”

My life started off fairly normal. I went to school, played with my friends and even found my special talent, which earned me my cutie mark. Things didn’t change until I was about nineteen, maybe twenty, when I was spending some time at my favorite café when I saw him. There he was, walking along the sidewalk. He was the most handsome unicorn I had ever seen. When I saw his red eyes shine from behind his silvery mane I felt a rush of memories. Memories of all the time I had spent with him, my past lives and all that I had been through.

The rush of memories was enough to daze me and when he approached me I may have fainted. When I awoke I had found that the handsome stallion had carried me inside. Blinking I was able to remember why I had fainted sitting up I noticed that Willow was sitting there watching me, with those amazing red eyes. “Hi Willow,” I say, “Thanks for carrying me inside.” Willow blinked and smiled at me.

“It’s nice to see that you are a wake and well again.” Willow said. The manager of the café came over to where I was sitting to check on me.

“How are you feeling miss?” she asked with a concern look on her face.

“I am fine, I’m just a bit tired, but thank you anyway.” I replied smiling happily.

“That is good to hear, well I hope you have a good day,” the manager said before walking away.

“So… this is kind of a surprise,” Willow said, “seeing you as mare isn’t something that happens that often.” His soft red eyes staring deep into me this causes me to blush and look away.

“You know, you’re just as handsome as ever, and I like what you have done with your mane.” I said, looking up into his eyes, “a shorter mane looks better on you.” While staring into his eyes the whole of the world seems to fade out. I remember him being handsome before but he never seemed so…

“Spacing out again huh,” Willow comments with a gentle laugh, “I take it you really like the new look.” I respond by blushing and nodding.

“Yes, I most certainly do,” shaking my head to clear it of thoughts I stand up and stretch, “While it is really nice to see you again Willow, I do need to be heading home soon, but how about we meet up again here at say, lunch time tomorrow?”

“That sounds good to me,” Willow replies with a nod. “Say, I never did get your new name.”

“It’s Wayvera,” I say as I head for the door. Willow just stood there dumbstruck. I giggled and waved my hoof at him, “bye Willow, see you tomorrow.”

I headed to my home, which was in the industrial district. A  I walked I could see my dad’s store and out living area that sat just above it. I walked into the shop and waved to my dad, who was sitting at the counter.

“Hey dad, how was business today?” I ask approaching the counter.

“Hey Sweetie, business was good as usual, although it was a bit slower. It must be all this rain we’ve had lately. So, how was your day today?” My father asked, his ever charming smile appearing on his face.

“Oh, you know, I spent time with Lilly and went for a walk in the city gardens. I also stopped over at my favorite café. Oh, and I met this nice unicorn.” I said as I flapped my wings to launch myself over the counter.

My father raised his eyebrow at me, his blue eyes pinkish eyes. “Really, what’s he like?”

“He is the most gorgeous stallion that I have ever met. He has a greyish-black coat, a slivery mane and tail, and the most amazing red eyes.” I said, sitting down next to my dad.

“He sure sounds like something.” My dad commented, staring off into space. After a few moments I prodded him in the side with my hoof

“Equestria to dad,” I said poking him again.

“Huh, what?” my dad said, blinking in a disorientated way.

“Dad, you were staring off into space for a moment there.”  I said, a concerned look crossing my face.

“Oh, I must have just gotten lost in my thoughts.” My dad said, smiling at me. He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead, “It’s nothing to worry about, now don’t you want to get washed up before dinner?”

“Okay,” I reply “See you at dinner dad.” I head off to the bathroom upstairs.

Little did I know, at the time that is, that my parents had already met Willow. Apparently they met at the local hospital. Willow was there doing volunteer work there and he must have recognized me. Though I doubt he said anything about it at the time, he must have known that it was me.

So there I am heading off to the dining room after having cleaned up, and I overheard my mother “whispering” about something to my father, although she wasn’t particularly quite about it.

“She’s met a stallion!”  My mother exclaimed.

“Honey, please keep it down, she could hear you, and yes she has.” My father said.

“You… you realize just who she met?” My mother said, “With that description can only be him.”

“Yes I know, but if she is happy with him then I am fine with that, besides, whom better to protect her than the Captain of the Lunar Guard.”

After their conversation seemed to have ended, I entered the kitchen. “Hi Mom, what’s for dinner?” I ask acting as if I hadn’t heard anything that they had said. I sat down at the table, a smile gracing my lips.

“Hello Wayvera, how was your day?” My mother asked giving her usual gentle smile.

“Oh you know mom, my days are always good, I got to play my harp in the park this morning, I spent some time looking around the shopping district and I spent the rest of the afternoon at my favorite café before heading home. Also, I met this really nice stallion and I’m going to be meeting him tomorrow for lunch at that café I always go to.”  I kept a smile on my muzzle but I was really feeling worried. My parents obviously knew Willow, but they didn’t seem to know who I “really” was. “So, can we have dinner now? I’m starving.”

“Yes I suppose so,” mom said as she started to dish us up a salad with fruit and nuts, “So, tell me more about this stallion you met.”

“Well, he is a handsome stallion with a silvery mane, a greyish-black coat and amazing red eyes. He is the captain of the Lunar Guard, war hero of the Darkness wars for fighting against The Cult of Darkness, former personal guard of Princess Luna also knows as the Princess who became Nightmare Moon. He is an immortal unicorn who has been around since the birth of The Princesses and is well known as being a master of combat magic. I think that’s about it.” I say with a cocky grin on my muzzle.

The dishing spoon that my mother was using to dish up our salads fell as her magic faltered. The room took on what can only be described as an “awkward” silence.

“What? Did I say something wrong?” I ask barely keeping myself from laughing at their expressions.

“Uh… Okay, you know a whole heck of a lot more about him than we thought you did.” My dad said, after finally being able to speak.

Ah ha! I had them now! “You two already knew exactly who I met, didn’t you? And don’t try to deny it! I heard you talking about it.” I spoke triumphantly looking at the two of them.

“Yes… we did know about him. We met him at the hospital just after you were born. He was working there as a volunteer and I immediately recognized him. When I spoke to him about it he was calm and just said that it was a coincidence that he was there, but something still bothers me. He said he was waiting for someone to arrive around the same time you were born, but at that time the hospital was only open for emergencies, so I still wonder why he was there.”

I gave a hearty laugh, “He was waiting for me silly. You two probably haven’t realized it yet, but Willow happens to have a soul mate that is always reincarnating, and he always knows when said soul mate is going to be born. That soul mate is me, a Pegasus who just so happens to be gifted with the ability to use magic,” I say as I use my magic to lift the serving spoon mother was using back into the bowl, “You see. That is me, and I never would have known if Willow hadn’t approached me, though I can tell that he was trying to do so for a long time.” I smile and shake my head.

“He always gets this way when I am born as a mare. He’s afraid that you two will be mad at him for “claiming” your daughter. The big oaf, I love him to bits but the fact that he can hardly approach my parents in any life can be so infuriating.”

“W-what?!” my mother exclaimed as she fell back into her seat. “You mean that he- he…”

“He what? Is my soul mate? Or that he is scared to talk to you two until we have been together for longer?” I ask, raising my left eyebrow questioningly. My mother just sat there spluttering for a moment before stopping and sitting silently whilst thinking.

After a few moments of silence my dad finally spoke up “Uh, honey…”

“Yes?” My mother asked, snapping out of her stupor.

“You were just sitting there, silently, like you were stunned.” My dad said giving her a concerned look.

“Oh, I’m fine, just a bit surprised, that’s all. So, sweetie,” my mother said, turning to look at me, “You know Willow so well, tell me, has he ever hurt you in any of your past lives?”

I cringe slightly at that question, “yes and no, you see, there was once a time when I served under Celestia as her personal guard and as the emergency captain of the Royal Guard. During the time of Nightmare Moon, I had to fight Willow. He was, and is, the captain of the Lunar/Night Guard so we fought, against our wills, because we were ordered to and while we both got hurt we agreed that it would never get in the way of our love and it hasn’t. Though in any other situation he wouldn’t hurt me and especially when I am born as a mare.”

There is a silence that fills the room. It’s situations like this that the phrase “Stunned Silence” was created for. We just sat there quietly eating our dinner. After a while my dad broke the tension. “So… now that you’ve met Willow, will you be leaving us soon?”

I almost choked when I heard that, “what gave you that idea dad? Willow and I still have to reconnect properly and my personality has changed, like it always does when I am reborn.” I replied after swallowing the bit of salad that I had in my mouth. “So no, not for a while at least, someday yes I will have to leave, but not yet dad.”

“Okay, it’s just that, you spoke about him like you were going to be moving in with him right away.” My mom said.

From there we descended into idle chatter about other things and life started to move on. Willow and I started dating, and soon after we were spending our days together. He was always waiting for me when I finished my weekly harp practice, and I was there for him every time he would return from his work as a guard. Life moved on swimmingly, and after a few years, I became a happy mother. Together Willow and I raised our sweet little filly in a quiet neighborhood of Vanhoover.

We spent our lives living happily in the city and while Willow worked as a guard I would take care of our filly and when she was old enough to come with me I took her to my concerts. She was so fascinated with how well I played the harp and with time she too learned to play a musical instrument. My little angle was the best flute player I had even heard. She used her magic to help her play the flute and with time she was accepted into Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. She learned to use her magic and her flute to soothe the sorrows and angers of the ponies around her. I may not have known it at the time, but her great, great, great, granddaughter would become the princess of love, having inherited the gift to soothe even the fiercest of anger and sadness with the magic of love.

So with my daughter off on her own path of life, my life started to draw to a close. In the end it was a peaceful passing. My final days were with my lover and that was all that mattered. So came to pass the ending of my fourth life.