Chapter 1
Elizabeth Webber, Port Charles, and all characters/places mentioned here belong to ABC- not me.
It was dark and windy on the harbor as Elizabeth stood on the docks. The sun had just set, trailing the remnants of its colorful cloak with it. She let the wind whip through her hair as the water lapped furiously against the docks. She loved watching the water, and she loved watching the sunset. She had always dreamed of going to Venice and seeing what she had heard was an amazing sunset in the city of water. She lifted her hand to wrap a rogue curl behind her ear. Sure Port Charles was no ancient Italian city, but it did offer its own pretty sunset- one that she had enjoyed since she moved to the small town when she was thirteen.
The sky seemed to darken in color, as the overhead clouds seem to grow larger and somehow more menacing. A storm was coming. She looked across the harbor to the local town attraction, Wyndemere Castle, also the home of Elizabeth's best friend Emily and her husband. Emily had married Nikolas about a year ago, the wedding was huge, the dress was huge, the press coverage was huge, and apparently so was the honeymoon. They were the epitome of a fairytale couple. Both were beautiful people from wealthy families. Whenever either one of them entered a room people stopped and took notice, they were forces to be reckoned with, unlike Elizabeth. While Em and Nik were tan, tall, and gifted with loud personalities Liz was the opposite. She was small, petite, and pale. She preferred to observe people with her large blue eyes, rather than comingle with them. While Em and Nik made friends with anybody Liz was more reluctant. She wanted to be sure of a person's character, which is why she didn't have as many friends as Em and Nik but she did have quite a few close friends- people whom she could count on, and who knew they could count on her.
Speaking of which Elizabeth thought pulling her sleeve up and looking at her watch Crap! She had told Nadine that she would cover for her during the evening shift, and now she was five minutes late. She rubbed her head thinking of what Epiphany was sure to say to her. Maybe if I hurry she won't notice…Elizabeth thought as she made a mad dash for the stairs leading off the dock. Just then a thunder crashed overhead as lightening lit up the harbor. Elizabeth felt her heart in her throat as she caught her ankle on a stair, then everything went black.