Legacy: (A Story In Many Books)

A story that begins at the end of 1999, which is when I laid out the plans for it, and began writing it. But I only got to book 2. This is what I've recovered, pieced together of Book I. I intend to finish it this time, the whole story in many books, as I laid it out. I'm also writing another fiction – not titled yet – that picks up in the current day, but thought I'd throw this one out, and see if anyone had any interest. I know I miss the storylines of the nineties.

Anyway, this Book involves many characters, and each of the different LEGACY books has a different theme and different main characters as storylines dictate.

This BOOK is mostly chronological, with a beginning in mid 2029, and most of the story taking place in late 1999 and early 2000. It is chronological except for the 2029 storytelling.

Enjoy, and feel free to review.

-Alison

Prologue

A History of Port Charles

Port Charles, NY,
June 22nd, 2029

Felicia's

Study

Felicia looked up from where she was working when she heard a soft knock at her door. She smiled as a tall, lovely brunette waved hello and smiled, forcing dimples from perfect pores.

"Remember me?"

"Hope," Felicia cried out, setting her glasses aside and leaving her laptop, to embrace the younger woman. "We've all missed you like crazy. Me, especially."

"Me too, Felicia." Hope said. "I finally picked up your latest novel last month, and I just loved it."

"Thank you. That means a lot, from you," Felicia said. "I've been meaning to come see the play."

"Don't. It's awful."

"That's what you always say."

"This time it's true," Hope insisted. "We're closing in a week. I wouldn't even led Syd or Emma see it. Although Syd managed to sneak in, like she always does."

"I suppose you're in town because of your father?" Felicia said, and her voice changed to a more serious note. "I was sorry to hear about Ned's… heart attack, was it?"

"Yeah. He's going to kill himself if he doesn't slow down. But he's looking a little better now." Hope paused a moment. "I actually wanted to talk a little bit about Melpomene. Dad said I should ask you, because you would tell the story best. I don't think he felt up to telling it.

"Wow. I don't really know where to begin. And I certainly don't know the whole story. Not even close." Felicia said, sighing. "Let's sit down, though, and I'll try."