Bloom the undying

By: FunahoMisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and what if when she was younger…Bloom discovered that she died but…she always woke up and very few if any knew she had died or rather… they remembered it? This has Bloom much more jaded. AU OOC and some bashing or femslash most likely)

It started when she was only three years old. She had slipped at the top of the stairs after having her bath and went crashing down, feeling a horrible pain in her back and neck before everything went black. Her dad had been at work but her mom had seen it all.

"Mama? Crying?" Bloom had asked her mother when she had woken back up only to see her mom sobbing as she held Bloom close, the girls back and neck was still sore.

"Oh god my baby! Don't you ever scare me like that again." Her mama was still crying and that's when Bloom, little three year old Bloom, realized that whatever had made her sleep for a little while had made her mommy really sad.

The second time it had happened was when Bloom was four and at daycare. A car had hit the building and Bloom had shoved a girl named Mitzi out of the way just in time for some of the bricks to hit her in the head.

Everything went completely black for her, and when she woke up she was alone in the daycare. Her head hurt and she wanted her mommy and daddy so she stumbled out of the door.

"Bloom where were you?! We thought you had gotten hit by the car! Were you playing hide and seek in the closet again?" The daycare worker demanded looking frazzled as she quickly grabbed the little girl who was confused. The last thing she remembered was some bricks hitting her head and making her hurt badly before she went to sleep again.

It wasn't until she was pulled into her mommy's arms and mommy cried about the blood that was on Bloom's dress did Bloom realize that it had happened again. The bad naps that made mommy and now daddy really sad meant she had been hurt.

That's when she realized that only mommy and daddy knew when the bad naps happened.

She was five and had a new friend named Selina the third time it had happened.

They had been playing in the Field of Flowers when a snake bit Bloom. Selina had been crying and screaming and Bloom had been screaming because it hurt and burned and she barely even noticed that nice old lady that lived in the tree but tried to hide from them rushing over looking upset.

She was happy when the nap came a few minutes later because it hurt so much and it felt like it was burning but that's wasn't right because she never got burned!

When she woke up Selina was playing in the flowers and the nice old lady was hiding again and the mean snake was gone. There wasn't anything wrong for the time being as a very tired Bloom got up and was pulled into a dance amongst the flower petals.

It wasn't until she got home that Bloom noticed the four holes on her ankle that looked really old but hadn't been there yesterday. It wasn't until much later that Selina and Eldora found the charred remains of a snake and the burnt ground where Bloom had taken that nap and where nothing would ever grow again.

She was seven when it next happened and she began to understand what was happening. She and Selina had been playing at the park when Bloom spotted a younger girl with dark pink hair going to get her ball out of the road. Without realizing what she was doing, Bloom had raced out into the road and shoved the girl away just in time for her to get hit by a car instead of the younger girl. She remembered flying and then falling and the breaking and oh my god it hurt so much. She remembered people screaming, people crying, Selina racing over and crying and her mommy holding her close before the darkness claimed her.

That was the first time Bloom realized that those naps that happened when she was hurt… weren't naps. That was when the tiny little seven year old realized that she kept dying and only mommy and daddy knew.

When she woke up again she was at home, and her mommy was holding her close and sobbing over the scars that were now on her side and shoulder. Her mommy had said that no one else remembered… even Selina hadn't remembered, she had thought Bloom had fallen off of the swing set and her mommy had taken her home to look at her ankle. Bloom's heart cracked, even her best friend didn't remember.

She was ten when she realized that someone else cared. She had died two times in the last month, both times were complete accidents, and she had been walking home with Selina when the green haired girl pulled her aside and asked her why.

"Why? Why do you keep dying and no one notices? No one else remembered you falling down the stairs last week or the bookcase falling on you the week before!" Selina demanded making Bloom stare at her shocked before the tiny red head smiled weakly, tears in her eyes.

"No one… no one except for me, mom, and dad ever remembered before. Everyone else always forgets… so how do you remember now? You haven't before." Bloom asked making Selina go pale as several things suddenly clicked into place in her mind. Aside from the two incidents in the last month… Bloom had died once last year… and then… those strange incidents when they were younger…

"Five… you've died right in front of me five times and I only just now am remembering." Selina said her voice weak and brittle. Bloom's next smile was so happy and so sad at the same time.

"That's more than anyone else remembers aside from mom and dad. Everyone else forgets… they always forget as if it never happened." Bloom's words would haunt Selina for years. They would be the reason why she truly started learning magic under Eldora. She wanted to be able to protect Bloom or at least make it so that everyone else remembered her when she died.

By the time Bloom was fifteen… she had died seven more times. One was an accident, two were outright murders, and the other four happened when she was helping or saving someone. Each time she woke up she had a new scar from her death, a scar she hid from her parents and Selina because she didn't want to make them sad. Selina had been pulling away and ignoring Bloom ever since their last argument over the red heads 'saving people thing' a month before.

"Why do you keep helping people like this? You just keep dying and they never remember! They don't care!" Selina had shouted at Bloom when they were alone and Bloom was inspecting the scar on her chest she had just gotten when she had saved a pink haired girl a few years younger than them from a man trying to stab her during a mugging.

"If I didn't…then someone else would die. Someone who doesn't come back." Bloom's smile and words were soft but tired. She was very tired and Selina knew it. Bloom was so tired of always dying and coming back. So tired of all but three people never knowing she died in the first place.

"For the love of all that is holy stop caring so much about everyone else and care about you! This is killing you." Selina was almost hysterical now, and Bloom had the audacity to snort slightly.

"And bringing me back." Bloom said with a bit of dry humor, making Selina snarl as she lunged at Bloom.

"This isn't fucking fun-" Selina screamed before stopping when she noticed what she had just done. She had tackled Bloom out of the chair in Bloom's kitchen… and the red head's neck was at an awkward angle while her eyes were blank. Selina had seen that blank gaze before.

"Oh god…I'm sorry…I'm so sorry." Selina sobbed realizing that she had just killed her best friend. She had to leave before Bloom woke up, she couldn't face the girl. Couldn't look at her friend and know that she had snapped her neck! When Bloom woke up Selina was gone. Selina was gone and she was alone with a new almost invisible scar on her neck. At that Bloom's heart shattered.

From then Bloom had closed off as Selina avoided her, not looking her in the eyes or even at her most of the time. Bloom still died. She still died and no one remembered and she never told her parents when it happened. She hated seeing their tears and fear that one day she'll die and not wake up.

Selina had started acting like she didn't remember too. Bloom… was alone. She was alone and she kept dying. Honestly was it any surprise how she had turned out so cold by now? She kept dying and out of the three people who actually cared enough to remember… she didn't want to tell two of them because it would break their hearts… and the third acted like she didn't know.

Was it truly any wonder why Bloom's frozen heart had broken so much with each death, each new scar that showed up when she just woke up alone.

"Let's investigate Kiko." Bloom said looking uninterested as her pet rabbit tugged her into the woods.

Bloom didn't expect a blond her age with wings or a large yellow ogre but she didn't hesitate to step in and help the girl.

After all who really cared if she died anymore as long as her parents never found out?

Bloom damn sure didn't.