My New Olympus Life/Transcript

Prologue
(Cut from black. We see it is raining outside. The camera pans from the sky to a graveyard, where a bunch of people dressed in black attire with umbrellas. Cut to a tombstone with the words Clymene carved into them. A hand reaches out and sets a lily on the ground in front of it. The camera moves to a young freckled face with brown eyes and pastel green hair in a braid. A single tear falls down her cheek. Camera follows the tear from her cheek to the ground, where it lands on a single flower. Just then, a shower of water flourishes onto the same flower. Camera moves out, revealing it is present day.)

The Invitation
(The camera moves from the guy watering the flower to a peaceful suburb on a sunny day. Cut to a yellow, medium-sized house, the camera zooms in on a window with the curtains closed. Fade to inside the dark room to the candle lighting it up, we move from the candle to the brown eyed, freckled faced, long haired Ophelia, a bit older and glum. She puts the finishing touches on her painting of her mother, Clymene and her. She sighs sadly before a knock comes to the door)

Helios: Ophelia? (He opens the door and almost closes it again) Oh, wow! Dark room. Heh. (peeks in) I was just coming in to tell you that I might order food tonight! You hungry for some pizza?

Ophelia: Not really...

(Helios gives her a concerned look. He looks at the painting she created. He walks in and puts a comforting hand on her shoulder)

Helios: I know it's been three years, but I still miss her, too. (Ophelia looks at her father and slightly smiles. Then, her smile fades)

Ophelia: Dad...do you ever think...well...do you ever think that she'll come back?

Helios: (sighs) If there was a magical spell on that, I'd like to believe she would. But, we just have to do with the memories that we held of her. It's the best way to have her with us, when she isn't. (Helios kisses her head) Nice painting by the way. You really caught her resemblance. (begins to leave, Ophelia turns around)

Ophelia: Oh, and Dad? (Helios turns to see her) Pizza...is starting to sound great to me now.

Helios: That's great, sweetheart! Because it's for a very special occasion.

Ophelia: Special occasion?

(Cuts to dinner, where a box of steaming pizza inside)

Ophelia: Oh, wow! Cheese in the crust? (picks up a slice and takes a bite) This certainly is special! But...what's the occasion?

TBC...