In a city called Manhattan, it is night. There is a small camp, hidden from view from the mortal world. There are many cabins, the two in the middle the tallest. A boy climbs out of a small trapdoor on the roof of the highest point in the camp. He is tall and muscular, and has blond hair and celestial bronze rimmed glasses. He pulls up a quietly protesting girl, with coppery skin and brown hair. Her eyes constantly change color. They stand together, on the roof of the cabin, just talking. The boy pulls the girl in for a kiss. They start reminiscing about a boy, and inventor, a chef, a friend. They stand in silence for a while. Then they climb back down into the structure. A few moments later, the girl peeks out from behind the door, then swiftly runs back to her own cabin; one decorated with flowers, hearts, and many shades of red. All is still now.
A shooting star streaks across the sky.
When it is almost out of sight, it suddenly turns back towards the camp. It comes closer. Its path becomes more slanted; you can tell it is definitely coming towards the camp. The details are hard to make out, but it definitely not an asteroid; it looks more like a dragon. And on its back, you can almost make out two figures on its back, clinging on for dear life. As the dragon streaks forward, the figure in front, a boy maybe, tries to slow their speed. He barely manages, so he steers the dragon back up so he doesn't crash into any of the cabins. He tries again, this time successfully. The girl behind his back is dirty, yet she is graceful and beautiful. The boy, with curly brown hair, jumps off the dragon's back and kisses the ground. Then he leaps up and punches the air.
"Oh yeah! We're here! Who's back? Leo Valdez is back!"