Well this is interesting.
With a snap of my fingers the vase that had just fallen to the ground jumped into the air, water spilling out of the unbroken rim just before it smacked into the ground again, shattering on impact. I repeated the gesture twice in a row, and the vase once again appeared in the air except this time higher than one snap. With another two snaps before it hit the ground it was back on the table, wobbling precariously on the edge. Stepping over I stabilized it with a hand, and shot an annoyed look at the cat that purred at me from the table. Its tail had smacked into the vase causing it to fall off, but now it sat serenely staring up at me.
After a brief session of waggling my finger at the feline, my eyes fell to my hand and the slight bit of light blue sparking around my fingers, turning the tips light blue compared to the rest of my royal blue colored fur. After a few more seconds it settled into my fur and skin, and after a bit of testing i found no amount of washing got it off. I frowned at myself through the mirror positioned above the sink,and then promptly attempted to slap myself.
“Ow! Okay not a dream then,” I grumbled, now rubbing the stinging spot on my cheek. If it wasn’t a dream though I wasn’t sure how to explain what had just happened, so I went to someone I thought might know. Opening the door and heading out to the street to walk the short distance to the hospital. As much as I hated to waste the money, reversing time with the snap of your fingers is a bit more weirdness then I could handle. Wonder if this could be related to Discord playing a trick? No, he wouldn’t pick just some random stallion on the street to play a prank on.
“Alright, give me three reasons why I shouldn’t kick you out right now for such ridiculous claims as being able to reverse time?” a cutting voice said from the doorway, and I turned to see a nurse there giving me a highly skeptical look. Not that I could blame her, if I were in her shoes I would have already kicked me out. But with a raised eyebrow i raised the changed hand like a fist, then raised one of the changed fingers and began to list them.
“One, my body has undergone see-able changes that me as an earth pony couldn’t manage without dye, two I can prove the fact by demonstrating - “ after that I paused, giving her a dirty look. “Three, I payed good money to actually get a checkup so therefor have a right to not be kicked out,”
The last reason seemed to sway her, not that she could have kicked me out anyway, but she sighed and walked over. Her hands grabbed my own larger one to look over the fingers, and she frowned her horn glowing a soft green as a similar color showed from my fingers. Her frown only deepened after, and as she turned to grab something her hand flung out and accidently knocked over her chair. She cursed, but before she could pick it up I simply pointed at the chair and snapped my finger twice, simply reversing the chair, and by extension the nurse. Her hand swung out like it had before, but this time i leaned forward to stop her hand before it hit the chair. “Careful, probably a good idea not to knock over your seat,” I commented, sitting back as she looked at me with a slightly annoyed.
She grabbed her stethoscope as my mind noted the fact she didn’t seem to remember what happened before time was reversed. Looking at my hand, the blue on them seemed to have spread just a bit, almost like a rash. She walked back over while i was still staring at my hand, and with a frown she placed the end of the stethoscope to my chest, then simply froze. Her eyes widened as she sat in silence, the cold metal pressed to my fur under my shirt.
My own worry began to grow at seeing the shock on her face, so I simply asked “whats wrong?”
“Sir… you don’t have a heartbeat,”
Eyes widening in shock, i felt at my chest which was indeed still, no throbbing where my heart should have been. Panic slowly closed an icy hand over me as my mind raced to think of a rational explanation. There is no scientific explanation for this, and I don’t think there is even a medical explanation. There has never been a breathing living pony who hasn’t needed a heart. Thats about the time I realised I wasn’t breathing, either. Then, with a groan my eyes rolled back up into my head and I fainted out of pure shock.
I woke up later to the sound of snapping right in front of my face, and my eyes opened before closing again, unused to the bright light shining in my face.
“Ohh so you are alive, not that its much of a surprise since your evidently an important one in this tale but still, best to make sure,” a joking deep voice said above me, just before i felt defibulators against my chest humming with energy.
“Wait that is not needed” I yelled, sitting bolt upright and displacing the machine from my chest as it poofed into thin air. My eyes finally opened, and the first thing I saw seemed to be a lion’s paw. “Wait a minute.. Discord?” I asked, and the paw gave a thumbs up as two eyeballs appeared in the air, followed by the rest of the draconicus shortly. “You know for an awakening you sure do have a weird way of reacting,” he commented, giving me a funny look.
“What do you mean by awakening?” I asked, my head foggy and confused before I looked to my hand to see the light blue now quickly spreading up from my hand. It left a tingling sensation as it passed, and I felt the same thing coming from my other limbs. The Lord Of Chaos smirked at me, and he suddenly sat at a gaming table holding a hand of cards. “Well now i’m not going to tip my hand, but if you want the cards on the table you will have to get them there,”
“Fine then,” i managed to growl out through my shock, annoyance taking its place as I grabbed my own hand from the table and looked before both hands vanished. The Draconicus smirked again, before he dealt me a card face down and another face up, before doing the same to himself. Recognizing the setup as blackjack, I looked at the cards before me, turning up the face down to see. It seemed to be the rear of some pony, a red A and heart in each corner as the picture went off and seemed to complete itself with the other card.
A white colored mare with red and black hair with four metal hooves I recognized as a main character from one of the popular series of fallout based games and books that plagued most bookstores. I myself had read most of the story she was involved in, but had stopped halfway through. A red K was at the top, and I flipped over the face downcard.
“Blackjack,” I proclaimed with a smirk and my opponent across the table groaned, glaring at something behind me. I turned my own head to see, and in the corner of my left eye I caught a flash of green and a chuckle. “Damn that interfering Irish bastard..”
“Wait what is Irish?”
“Nevermind,” he said, and the setup vanished and was replaced with one resembling a classroom. “Certain creatures and people in this world aren’t what they seem, and sometimes have to have something tap what they really are for it to emerge,” he explained, pointing a ruler at the blue still spreading up my body. “Often these creatures transform into something considered immortal, in one form or another and you good Cronus are a personification,”
“My name isn’t Cronus, don’t confuse me with that greek titan my name is Morrow Eyes,” I said, but my voice wasn’t my own. It was more lighthearted, free of struggles and concerns yet seeming older then time itself. Discord watched me for a second, then simply shrugged. “Either way, your the personification of time and as such have some measure of control over it, gods like myself are born like this and often have more power then your kind though, but your awakenings seem to erase your previous life most of the time, and from there,” he looked at me, his gave almost seeming to look through me as he gave a dark chuckle.
“From there, lets see what kind of being you turn out to be,”
The blue then finally reached my head, and as I stared at him wide eyed my mind slowly seeming to fuzz it hit my eyes, and suddenly the world was alight with color. I closed them unable to handle it, but they followed me under my eyelids bright reds and blues and other colors swirling behind them. As I cried out, my ears now deaf to even my own voice the world slowly went blank. And then, to put it simply I was…. reborn.
Author's Note
If you guys don't mind say what you don't like and like in the comments, criticism is appreciated.
Good job for those of you who noticed the callout to Fallout Equestria Project Horizons
Thanks for reading 
