Post by dantieduurden on May 3, 2010 23:07:20 GMT -7
It was a sunny day, something that Elizabeth had come to appreciate in her early years. And enjoyed all the more now as a young women. Her young suitor William Grey had called her parents earlier and asked if he could take there daughter and them out to eat with his family in the restaurant they owned. Everything that was expected of a young suitor, Elizabeth's parents had thought. All she could think about was William and how he looked at her, with such fire in his eyes when no others were watching the two of them. She swore one day his eyes would burn her into ashes. She had been Courting this man since she was seven, and for the past fifteenth years things had only seemed to get better between them. She had just recently made a big sale in the housing market and had just made a great amount of money for one who lived in the slums, and William had just expanded his parents restaurant, all was looking up for the two of them from her eyes. She never expected anything from her lover, nor did she expect her parents to die at the age of forty two in a shooting on a street corner. The cops had been chasing down a young man who had just blown up a building in the center of the city, they had chased him all the way out to the slums and when cornered he took Elizabeth's parents hostage. Now what she did not know was that the man was an elemental, nor that the people chasing him were not normal police, but Agents of the Agency. So when they came to her door that night a few hours before the dinner between her family and Williams she expected nothing.
And when she called William and told him the news he quickly went over to her place to comfort her. What she did not know was that he had just been at her friend Scarlet's house sleeping with her, nor did she ask him why he smelled of another women. All she could do was cry as she thought about her parents and there deaths. " Why did this happen to us?" She asked William only to have him shush her and pat her head.
A few days on what would be a funeral day, instead was a day of more bad news. All the money she had saved up working for had all but been taken out by the city who said that her parents had owed a very lot of money, and with no way to prove them wrong she had to suffer with the loss. Elizabeth soon came to realize that the world was not fair and vowed to make a difference in the little nice of the world she lived in, and with the little money she had left she opened up her own real estate business and got to work on trying to make her fortune back.
A year later she was starting to get back on her two feet, she had money in the bank, house being sold daily for roughly between 2,000 dollars to 5,000, giving her a 1,000 dollar profit at the least each one. She had her own home and had become a role model in the community. To the homeless she was hope, for the hungry she was the one to give them bread. She did all this without a thought of being repaid, she only tried to help those who needed a helping hand. Even going as far as hiring some of them to do simple task around her place of business. The only ones who seemed to hate Elizabeth were the pimps and whores. The pimps despised her because she took away there whores, and those whores that hated her hated her for the fact that she seemed to think she was better then them. After a year of this the twenty four year old had asked for it and the pimps all agreed, it was time to make Elizabeth there @#$%^. And so they had four of there men go out and follow her, to learn what she did, and when she was off guard to stick it to her.
And when she called William and told him the news he quickly went over to her place to comfort her. What she did not know was that he had just been at her friend Scarlet's house sleeping with her, nor did she ask him why he smelled of another women. All she could do was cry as she thought about her parents and there deaths. " Why did this happen to us?" She asked William only to have him shush her and pat her head.
A few days on what would be a funeral day, instead was a day of more bad news. All the money she had saved up working for had all but been taken out by the city who said that her parents had owed a very lot of money, and with no way to prove them wrong she had to suffer with the loss. Elizabeth soon came to realize that the world was not fair and vowed to make a difference in the little nice of the world she lived in, and with the little money she had left she opened up her own real estate business and got to work on trying to make her fortune back.
A year later she was starting to get back on her two feet, she had money in the bank, house being sold daily for roughly between 2,000 dollars to 5,000, giving her a 1,000 dollar profit at the least each one. She had her own home and had become a role model in the community. To the homeless she was hope, for the hungry she was the one to give them bread. She did all this without a thought of being repaid, she only tried to help those who needed a helping hand. Even going as far as hiring some of them to do simple task around her place of business. The only ones who seemed to hate Elizabeth were the pimps and whores. The pimps despised her because she took away there whores, and those whores that hated her hated her for the fact that she seemed to think she was better then them. After a year of this the twenty four year old had asked for it and the pimps all agreed, it was time to make Elizabeth there @#$%^. And so they had four of there men go out and follow her, to learn what she did, and when she was off guard to stick it to her.
