Chapter 1: A New Beginning

AN: This is a SI fanfiction, just want to get that out there. I know that SIs tend to become Mary Sues but I'm going to try my hardest not to let this happen. If my character does start leaning into Mary Sue territory please let me know. However please do not be too harsh with me, please remember that this is just for fun.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Ava never thought that this would be her last day on earth. She never would have guessed that her life would be undone. Nevertheless it was over for her, she would never see her mother or father or friends again. The tragic thing about the whole situation- what really got her going was that it was so unfair. Through no fault of her own her previous life was destroyed in mere seconds. All she had wanted to do was go home. She had followed the rules, the light was green it was her turn. The truck had come out of nowhere, she had heard it's large tires screeching- trying to stop but it didn't. It hit her car and there was nothing she could do. The impact of the truck nearly killed her, but that is not what did her in. What ended her short eighteen years was when her car exploded. In short, Ava Ramirez went out in an explosion, which was ironically the opposite way of how she lived her life.

After the blinding explosion there was only darkness and warmth. She could hear unintelligible sounds.

"Is that a voice I hear," she thought to herself. "No it can't be." The darkness wasn't scary strangely enough. In fact there was something almost soothing about it. She felt comforted and safe and relaxed. The searing pain she had experienced at the moment of her death was no more. Ava could just forget now and sleep. She was safe there was no more pain.

"Wait! Who am I?" She thought, panic washed over her, she could not remember.

"What is my name?" She felt so lost and scared. There was nowhere for her to go. Suddenly her name came to her and she just knew she had to remember it. She could not let it slip from her mind.

" My name is Ava Ramirez, I am eighteen years old. I was born and raised in New York City," Ava thought to herself. "My parents are Hector and Julia Ramirez, they were born and raised in Puerto Rico."

Ava repeated that sentence over and over in her mind. She was not going to forget who she was or where she came from. She wasn't going to forget her parents. Ava refused.

"I have to remember." Ava thought. There was that voice again. That soft, comforting, unintelligible voice. It soothed her thoughts and made her want to forget. Ava could feel herself drifting off, she was relaxed.

"I have to remember!" Ava thought again, kicking out one of her feet.

"Wait, how'd I do that?" She had forgotten that she had a body. It has been so long since she had moved. Or has it?

" How long have I been here?" Time seemed not to be a concept wherever she was. She could have been in the warm dark spot for hours or months for all she new. All Ava knew or cared about was the comfortable warmth and secureness of her space. Her life as of now consisted of warmth and the strange feminine voice. It was getting difficult to focus and remember. Everything was hazy and indistinct.

" Who am I?" She pondered lazily. "Does it matter?"

Ava sighed, it was easier to just drift. Nothing mattered but the peace and comfort she was experiencing. However, something itched at the back of her mind. Something she had to remember, she could not forget.

"I am Ava and I love my parents and who I am. I will not forget." Ava wearily repeated in her mind. It was getting so hard to remember, maybe it would be better to forget. She could feel her grasp on her memory slipping.

"No!" Ava's mind screamed. "I won't forget, I just won't"

The dark walls around Ava suddenly seemed to close in on her. In fact, her warm, comfortable place was not very comfortable anymore. She wanted to get out, she just knew she could not stay there anymore. She needed out! Ava pushed her weak legs, all she knew was that she needed to move. Her strange surroundings seemed to contract around her. Honestly this whole situation was very terrifying.

"Help!" She thought out. "Please!"

There was one horribly tight squeeze and then she was out. Everything was loud and horrible and bright. All she knew was that she was scared and cold. She could not form comprehensible thoughts. In this moment the girl was just a creature of emotion. She was than placed in a person's hands and it was scary. Strange people were holding her and she could not understand anything. She didn't even have the ability to speak, so she did the only thing she could to express her distress. She screamed and was wrapped up in something warm and then she was placed in the arms of someone. Ava was about to scream again but before she could the person spoke. It was the comforting voice from when she was in the dark place.

"Hello there, little one," the woman said softly. "It's nice to meet you finally." Ava could only stare she felt safe and loved in this woman's arms. The woman looked kind of blurry to her though. All she could make out was dark hair and pale skin, but she could tell that this woman was beautiful, maybe it was the sound of her voice that tipped Ava off about this woman's beauty.

"I'm your mommy," the woman continued on. " I love you more than anything and I will do anything for you." Ava had no idea what this woman was saying so she just smiled and giggled.

"What are you going to name her?" A man asked.

" I think I will name her," the woman paused, thinking to herself for a moment. She had to pick a good name, her child would be stuck with it forever. Her head turned to her husband and she tilted her head to the side before she spoke.

"How about Aya?" She questioned. The woman's husband gave her a charming smile before he spoke.

"Well, I like it," he said but then he lowered his head to Ava who was still in the woman's arms. "But what about you little one, do you like the name?" Ava let out a loud gurgling noise not understanding a word being said to her. Her new parents giggled to each other at that.

"Aya it is then." The woman said, a small smile on her face. The man picked up Ava- now named Aya out of her new mother's arms.

" Uchiha Aya, you have made me the proudest father on this earth!" Aya's knew father said. Something itched at the back of Aya's mind at the name Uchiha. However the itch went unnoticed as Aya was just a baby; and what baby concerns itself with strange itches in the back of their new born mind. At that moment Ava Ramirez was no more. That girl had died in an explosion and in her place was, Aya Uchiha.

AN: So what did you guys think? Please review and let me know.

P.S this is my first fanfiction please go easy me.