prologue introducing Prince Vladmir Blueblood
“I don’t know, bro. I guess I'd just learn to live with it, or whatever.”
“Come on- you really think you can just accept being stuck in some random world with no way home? Just think about it.” My friend Robert said, not believing I would just accept being around the multiverse, landing in some strange world with no way home.
“OK, I'd probably panic at first; I mean come on, unless your life was full of mindfucks and other supernatural junk, you’re bound to freak out over something like that, but seeing how I have no choice other that offing myself, I'd just go out and enjoy it.”
“Jeez, Van, you just accept anything life throws at you?”
“Think of it like this. What if I end up in a cool fantasy world, where magic is real, or Pokémon, or devil fruits?”
“Yeah, that would be cool, but what about your family?”
My family? Huh. I haven’t thought about that. I guess it would be nice to give a final goodbye to them.
"They'll move on without me, dude. It's whatever.” I said without thinking. I was too busy thinking of what it would be like to have a full team of Pokemon. An all-ghost type team.
"Ugh, stop saying whatever. It's getting on my nerves.”
“Ok, ok, whatevs, bro.”
Robert scowled at me. I responded with a wide, satisfied grin.
We had a little fight, nothing big. He never likes it when I say "Whatever.”, and I tend to say that a lot. It's a frequent argument, but there's no bad blood between us.
We were careful to keep it down. We were in a Taco Bell, so we didn’t want to make a scene.
“Ok, ok, dude. I’m sorry. Anyway, what are you doing this summer? I got a job at Sears.”
“Probably just watch anime. Naruto is nearly done anyway. I got to go.”
“Are you sure you don’t want a ride?”
“Yeah, I'm sure. Bye, Van.”
“See you later. ” I got in my car as he went the other way.
After pulling out I drove home nothing really happen just listening to some music when suddenly, I saw it.
“What the heck?” In the sky was a purple wave of...God knows what! It didn’t seem natural, not at all. It was purple, see through, sparkly, like it was covered in glitter- heck it looked like something out of a cartoon or anime.
“HEY DUMB-ASS! THE LIGHT IS GREEN!”
What? Was I the only one seeing this? This... I didn't even know what to call it. It was like an energy tsunami.
“WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU? GO ALREADY!”
I just stared straight into the ‘energy tsunami’ for what felt like a minute or two.
When I snapped back to reality, it was already too late. Everything vanished in the oncoming wave of purple energy, before fading to black.
Canterlot Castle - Equestria
It been a slow day for Princess Celestia, not that she minded. Oh, no, she took it as a sign of her doing a good job keeping her little ponies save from harm. The task itself was quite difficult- she knew how jumpy they can be. As she lowered the sun and raised the moon for the evening, she couldn’t help but think of the past few years. Twilight, her protégé, first came under her wing when her magical overload caused Spike's egg to hatch. That was the day she earned her cutie mark as well. After that day, Celestia had taught Twilight in a great variety of subjects. Twilight wasn’t the first student she had ever taken in and probably wouldn't be the last. But Celestia was close-rather close- to Twilight, so Celestia was saddened that she had yet to discover the power of friendship, but Celestia knew that in good time, it would happen.
Princess Celestia gave her wings a good crack once again, after having to dealt with nobles in the morning court. Though there were not many today. As patient as she was, it was still hard work: Hold morning court, do paper work, teach Twilight, like most other days. Except it seemed slower. She felt a knot in her stomach. She couldn't shake the thought that something was terribly wrong. This entire week seemed so calm and uneventful compared to the weeks before, and that was saying a lot. Being a ruler for 1000 years had taught her that it is always calmest before the storm. But 1000 years worth of experience couldn’t prepare her for what was to happen next.
Princess Celestia’s Room
The young teenager called Vladimir felt his vision return to him. It seemed as if an eternity had passed since that strange purple light had enveloped Him. Unfortunately for him, what he saw was nothing that he hoped for- a hospital bed or ambulance wearing a gown, or his car, or his room after hitting his head on the bedpost. But no, the first thing that he saw was a fireplace! While it was no world-shattering realization, it was more that enough to send Vladimir into a state of fear.
“Where am I? What happened to my clothes?” He started to hyperventilate- the once cool cucumber now a jumpy confused coward fearing the worst. The fireplace fed his fear, a steady fire burning within it.
The ‘energy tsunami’ not only stripped him of his clothes but also of anything even remotely useful to defend himself with, including his car.
He was also clean, so much that even his skin looked sparkly as a result. It made him believe he was going to be cooked and eaten, maybe boiled, skinned, butchered, deep fried, or whatever other painful methods of being cooked alive there were.
But his nerves were calmed when he saw no kitchen whatsoever, let alone one to prepare him in the most painful ways imaginable. He calmed down, getting a good look of the room around him. In addition to the strange patterns on the wall, he also saw tapestries that looked like the night sky with three different type of stars. white dots, light blue stars, and what looked like an elongated dark blue campus star with a much larger shooting star. It looked like a normal grayish-blue campus star with a small yellow diamond. It stood out among the rest of the stars.
He also noticed he was standing on something soft, like a bed, not on a floor or cement.
“A bed on the floor… And is that a body pillow?”
Indeed, it was a body pillow. It was long- easily an inch or two bigger than him. It was made with the same material as the velvet bed.
The steadily burning fireplace that gave a faint glow coupled with the fact that he was on a velvet bed with a body pillow as big as him gave unclean thoughts about being here, but he gave little thought to it, as soon he was greeted by a strange shapeless, blue-coloured blob looking not unlike the ‘energy tsunami’.
But before he could do anything, the blob went flying toward him and quickly entered his open mouth.
“MHHH MMMMMHHHH!”
The strange blob soon settled in his stomach and a strange tingling sensation traveled from head to toe. If this hadn't happened, he wouldn't have caught the sight of the astonished alicorn.
Now to her credit, Princess Celestia remained calm in the face of such a strange sight. She knew she needed to be ready for anything, but to see this strange, bipedal creature was a bit unexpected. Only Discord could ever surprise her, but seeing the lack of cotton candy clouds and see-through walls, she doubted he was at work here. Still, she had no words- what could somepony say to such a strange sight?
Now I've seen everything, she thought. But that couldn't be farther from the truth. To her surprise, and his horror, the change began.
The end of his nose and ears were the first to show changes- from normal, pale, naked skin to a snow-white pelt, similar to princess Celestia's. The edge of his hair quickly changed color, becoming a bright blonde, seeming almost glowing when compared to its original dirty blonde.
His face contorted with pain as it began stretching into the shape of a muzzle with a sickening cracking sound. His ears became pointed as they move from the sides of his head to the top and folded back on his head. A bump on his forehead swelled and ripped open as the long and slender horn of a pure blooded unicorn grew. The open wound around the horn quickly healed itself- soon there was no sign of it, as if the horn was always there.
Princess Celestia gasped as this poor being’s head came to resemble that of a pony's. His now-pony eyes saw his newly formed muzzle and widened as he realized what was happening. The poor boy let out a loud scream of terror, but it came out as a weak, pained cry.
She wanted to help but the poor creature was already in a state of panic- who knew how he'd react to her? But she knew what needed to be done.
Vladimir was terrified. The strange blue blob that was forcibly stuffed into his mouth was bad enough, but what really got him to panic was what he saw. He felt sharp pains in his face and heard painful cracking sounds. His face fell like putty, like someone was stretching and molding it into some new shape. When he saw what happening to his face, he tried to scream, but the goo in his mouth muffled it, reducing it to an unintelligible noise. He tried in vain to remove the blob from his mouth, realizing it was causing his transformation.
However, he quickly caught site of the alicorn princess and the golden glow coming from her horn. He heard a whirling sound then a pop as he soon found himself trapped inside a golden bubble. He realized it was her doing, but why she was doing it was another question.
What if she wants a new slave to do her bidding or just to torture for fun? Vladimir was in full panic mode. He leaned toward her from inside the bubble and began to repeatedly banging on the golden surface, screaming like bloody murder.
Celestia watched, saddened by his cries. “I have to do it,” she told herself, “or who knows what will happen? If his magic flares up...”
Unicorns learn from a young age to control their magic in order to prevent incident. However, because of their age, their horns aren’t fully developed yet, so the risk of any physical or mental damage to themselves or to others is minimal at worst. However, pure-blooded unicorn foal are a much bigger risk. Who knows what kind of damage he could cause- with a adult's horn, no less!
Knowing this, however, did little to ease Celestia's guilt as the creature cried out to her.
“Please, little one, do not panic. This must be done for the safety for everypony.” She spoke in a motherly tone to try and calm Vladimir, however this was to little avail.
I...I can’t understand what it's saying! The words coming out of the alicorn's mouth were nothing but a series of horse noises. Was that its language? The thought took a backseat as he soon saw the new white coat creep up his arm, reaching his elbow. It cracked and re-angled itself to its proper position, at least, for a pony. Soon his hand locked up and he lost control of his fingers as they became one with his palm, melting into themselves and forming into light blue-gray hooves. Vladimir just stood there, tears in his eyes as he witnessed his hands devolve into hooves. His spine cracked under his skins- soon it could no longer support him enough to stand up, for it was no longer build for a bipedal being- but a quadrupedal one.
Vladimir landed on his rump only to see the same happen to his legs, a pain in his hips as his tail soon sprouted from his behind and his member sheathed itself.
The transformation was complete. Vladimir felt his organs twist and the strange blue goo soon removed itself from his body. As it left him, it also took away some of his age. As he was becoming young, the blue magic goo vaporized into thin air.
It was over. All his pain was gone, and left behind was a small unicorn colt (barely old enough to have a cutie mark) shaking like a leaf.
Vladimir was too shocked to react. He had been changed into a horse- a baby horse.
“Ah...ah..AHHHHHHHHHH!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, sounding like a young boy who had bruised his knee.
But suddenly, he felt a warm, wonderful sensation wash over him. It was heavenly.
“Calm down, little one. No need to be scared.” The giant horse said in a motherly tone.
Vladimir was shocked. Just a few minutes ago, her speech just sounded like horse noises, but now it plain English.
“Wh...what?” was all he could say before his herbivore stomach rejected his last meal, and he passed out.
While disgusted by the throw-up, Princess Celestia simply used her magic to clean it up. Then, she thought of the situation at hoof. What happened was a strange turn of events, certainly, but the young colt looked so fragile and scared. She didn't know what he was or where he had come from, but he needed help- that much she knew.
“It's getting late...” She got comfortable on her bed, taking the young shaking colt next to her. “It won’t be easy, but he must learn.”
Author's Note
Author's Note
This took way too long to make (16 weeks). Don't worry, I’ll update more often.
on another note I got a embarrassing story You see I send this story to two different editors and forget about it I didn't find out til recently However they both did a Good jobs so here a shout for both
ClockWorkAndSteamPunk
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