Chapter 1: My Life Before Silvia Estelle Mirai and The Last As Aliyah Elden

Today is a special day for me, it's my eighteenth birthday. Or at least the day I was abandoned on the front steps of the orphanage. I have no idea who my mom or dad is, and all. But the past is the past, and I'm looking forward to the future. And because I was raised as an orphan, I learned to be thankful for the things that were given to me. I can say I was luckier than most when it came to foster parents, but it doesn't mean I don't get a fair share of bad ones.

But enough of the past, it's time to grasp my future into my hands and make it come true. I dress in my nicest outfit I received as a gift from a friend who used to be here until she was adopted into a wealthy family. It was a white top that showed my shoulders and undershirt, a blue ribbon wrapped underneath my chest, blue leather jacket, tight blue capris pants, white high heels, a charm bracelet with a white tiger charm on my right wrist, and my necklace from my mom of a clear crystal with a bunch of scratches. As I finish getting ready, I hear a quiet knock on my door.

"Aliyah, it's time..." I hear my foster mom says. I walked to the door, open it, and see her tearing face with a shaking smile.

"Oh, Mrs. Franklin, you are just like a mother to me. I'll be thinking about you and the others the entire time." I start to cry as I hug the poor woman.

"Allie, no more Mrs. Franklin, you can just call me Guinevere or Gwen, you know that." she scolds me and pokes my nose.

"Yes, yes." I giggle.

"Now, do you have everything? Clothes, shoes, hair ties. You go through a lot of them due to your hair. Ah, do you have your medicine?!" She starts drilling me with questions.

"Ha, ha. Yes, I have everything packed. Medicine is in my bag next to my snacks, and an extra set of hair ties. All my clothes and shoes have been sent ahead. I got everything, now I got left is to catch that bus." I reassure the motherly woman with a smile. She starts to shake again and puts in a breathtaking hug. Literally, she squeezed all the air out of my lungs. I start to quickly pat her back for release, but she squeezes me even harder.

"Honey, you should let her go before she passes out. She still has a five hour trip to the college, can't have her late. Again." chuckled the husband, William. Gwen finally realizes what she is doing to me and releases me with a look of worry on her face. I start coughing for air while trying to laugh at the situation. What can I say, this happens too often with her.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry! We best get moving now, we need to get you to the bus station. When at least on time." chuckle Gwen. I walk to my bed that was in the center of the room, reached down to the foot of the bed and grab my well-packed bag for college.

20 minutes later

We arrived at the bus station with several college students or families visiting said students. I smile at the atmosphere but tears start to threaten to fall.

"Remember, this isn't goodbye, it's a see you later. We better see back by a break or we're coming there ourselves. Not just us, the entire family." William's voice starts cracking near the end.

"Of course, so see you later you guys," I say as I hugged them both. Both of them returned the hug, trying their best not to squeeze me to death. I hear the last call my bus, and release the hug to see the three of us crying.

"Now you better get going, can't have you miss the bus again on our account. Go out there and seize your future. No one can stop you but yourself, but you're too stubborn for that." William smiles as he pats me on the back.

"Nice job of ruining the mood, Will. But he's right, you should get going. Good luck honey, we're with you every step of the way." smile Gwen. I nodded my head, grabbed my bag and boarded the bus. I looked out the window and start to wave goodbye.

Two hours later

It's been a calm ride so far, and I'm seated next to a young boy who just loves to play games. I used my phone most of the time, well really the young boy, he seems to like my kind of games. I'm laughing at one of his jokes when we hear a giant bang outside of the bus. The bus starts swerving out of control, the first thing I did was wrap the boy in my large jacket and held onto him tightly. The bus starts rolling and I can start feeling sharp pricks all over my body. Once everything still, I can feel the boy move in my arms.

"Hey, there brave man." I weakly smile. He looks like he's about to cry with the sight around him.

"W-why did you do that? Y-you got hurt because of me." He says tears streaming down his face.

"So, you can live, brave man. Now, can you tell me your name?" I ask him, trying not to pass out.

"Keith. Keith Benson." He answers.

"I'm Aliyah Elden, now do you still have my phone?" I ask him. He nods his head yes, showing me my phone in his hand, still working. "Good, now can you call 911 for me. I can't move my hands very well so you are going to be my hands for now. Okay?" I ask him, as I shift my body around to talk easier. He nods his head again and starts to dial the number and puts it on speaker.

"911, what's your emergency?" we hear from the phone.

"Hello, we need help, our bus heading to XXXX University crashed and we're not sure if we're the only ones left. We're on Highway XXXX, two hours into the drive. You can't miss us." I say to the phone.

"P-please hurry, big sis is hurt bad and she won't stop bleeding." Keith starting crying while holding my not too injured hand.

"We'll be there as fast as we can, but you stay on the phone with me?" the male operator asks us.

"Y-yeah," Keith says as he cries.

"Can I get you're two names?" the male operator asks

"Keith Benson."

"Aliyah Elden."

"So, you two are not related?" the male Operator asks.

"She's my big sis because she was protecting me instead of herself. She's my hero." Keith says strongly.

The operator chuckles then say, "You're one brave lady, Aliyah. Most wouldn't do what you did, we'll make sure you get out of this alive."

I didn't say anything, I already I'm going to die. Heck, I have a million shards of glass in my body. "Keith, I need you to do me a favor, I need you to get out of the bus and wave the ambulance down. Leave the phone with me so I can keep talking to the operator alright?" I smile at the boy like I'm not in pain at all. He seems hesitant at first, then nods his head and running out of the bus. When I was sure he wasn't in earshot anymore, I say to the male operator, "Now can you do me a favor?"

"You don't have long, do you?" the male operator asks grimly.

"Nope, but he doesn't need to know that. Can you call my foster parents, William and Guinevere Franklin? Tell them I'm sorry I broke my promise to meet them again and that I always viewed them as my real parents?" I ask as I slowing stop feeling parts of my body.

"I promise to give them the message. What about the boy?" The male operator asks, it almost sounds like he's crying.

"That even if his hero is gone, I will be with him every day in his life. Because I saved it, I seized his future and made it so he could live to carve his own path. Because even if I'm gone, he can live to see the future that I couldn't. Maybe one day, he can be his own hero." I say slowly as I feel my body slowing down on me.

"I-I'll be sure he gets it and thanks for your bravery, you're her-"

I couldn't hear him anymore, but before I shut my eyes forever, I mutter, "Thank you, sir." Then darkness.