SI Blues

by Jalinth

a.k.a "Born again and again and again..." For most people being born is a once in a existence experience. However there is a very small set of people that are 'lucky' enough to go through it a second time. Then there's me. Serial reincarnation while retaining most of one's previous memories isn't as much fun as it sounds.

1. Chapter 1

Floating in a warm dark place was not what I expected as an afterlife. Heaven or Hell? Yeah it wouldn't have surprised me. Some of the other major mythological afterlives? Again wouldn't have surprised me that much. Not being able to really move or sense anything beyond that floating sensation was just unexpected and strangely comfortable. I guess it could have been hell, but it was just to comfortable for that. Odd and a bit boring but comfortable. Compared to that my death was pretty much as I predicted. Getting knocked off a ladder into a glass display case was actually fairly high on my list of 'things that might kill me in the next five years', just a bit under being hit by a car while walking to work. I'll spare you the details.

I did have a vague guess as to what was going on but I discounted it. It was like something that happened in fanfiction. How the hell would it happen to me?

After some indeterminate amount of time this to ended. It was replaced with the world squeezing and pushing me somewhere else. All in all a most painful and nightmare inducing experience. It only got worse from there. There was to bright light and shouting voices that I couldn't understand. Then I noticed that there was something wrapped tightly around my throat. and I couldn't breath. Shortly thereafter everything went black and I was back in the warm floating place.

That whole traumatic chain of events did seem to prove my theory about what was going on. For some reason I had just been reincarnated as a fully self aware baby in the womb. Yay reincarnation. Second chance at life. Didn't last long enough for me to draw my first breath. I swear somebody must not like me.

So there I was back in the womb. I started to wonder where I was going to be born. Considering how impossible what I was going through was, I figured it could be anywhere or anywhen. I've certainly read enough fanfics over the years about people in just such a situation to make me start thinking about all the fictional universes I know of.

The squeezing started, and I thought to myself 'Oh no. Not again.' Little did I know that my allusion to a certain bowl of petunias was prophetic.

AN: I've had this idea bouncing around my head for years, but it was reading Silver Queen's "Dreaming of Sunshine" that finally got me to writing it down. The following chapters will not necessarily follow chronological order but I will try to keep it easy to work out roughly where along the timeline a given chapter is.