Part Three
(Camera pans over an apartment building. Year 2001 flashes across the screen. A sign on the building reads 'Pytha Central Apartments $500 down payments.' COLE is standing in front of the building looking up. He sighs and heads on in. A woman is standing behind the front counter. Her skin is a bluish color with black markings. Her nails are very long and her hair is a dark blue that reaches her waist. There is a nametag on her shirt that reads DEMA. She looks to be about twenty in human years.)
DEMA: Can I help you, sir?
COLE: I'm Cole Turner. I called about an apartment.
DEMA: Oh, yes, you're all set up. (She picks up a manila envelope and hands it to Cole.) There's a set of keys inside, information about Pytha, and a few other things. Have you ever been in Pytha before, Mr. Turner?
COLE: Oh, yeah, I grew up here. No matter where you go, you always end up back in Pytha.
DEMA: Don't I know it? Tonight's the big festival. Everyone will be there. You should come. You might run into someone you know.
COLE: Yeah, maybe.
(COLE picks up his duffle bag and walks off in the direction of the elevators. Camera fades from the elevator doors closing and the pulls back from a large bon fire. There's loud music and streamers everywhere. COLE is dressed in jeans and a black button down collared shirt. The sleeves are rolled up to his forearm and the top few buttons are undone. He's walking around observing when he notices a woman across the street in from of a nearby shop. The sign to the store reads 'Hidden Magic.' and the woman is selling crystals on an outside table. She has dark brown hair that reaches just past her shoulders. A long black and red-layered skirt just touches the top of a pair of black strap shoes, and she is also wearing a red halter. She looks to be a couple years younger than COLE. COLE walks across the street. The woman now has her back turned to him. He picks up a crystal and fingers it before setting it back down.)
COLE: A few years ago you would have laughed about setting up a crystal table during the festival. You always just wanted to be apart of it and have fun. What changed, Clara?
(CLARA slowly turns around and smiles at seeing COLE. She's not shocked that he's there.)
CLARA: I heard you were in town. Dema being family and all, she had to tell me you were here. What happened to being the sources right hand demon? The fame get to be too much for you? Couldn't kill a 'Charmed One?'
(COLE winces.)
COLE: You heard?
CLARA: Everyone heard, Cole. They all know...you're a softie now.
COLE: Really, is that what they're saying?
(CLARA nods.)
COLE: Then I'll just have to prove them wrong.
(COLE stares at CLARA for a few minutes and then he wraps a hand around her waist. COLE pulls her in for a long kiss. CLARA pulls back, and COLE gives her a questioning look.)
(CLARA is breathing hard and whispers:)
CLARA: Tell me you're not with the witch.
COLE: She's gone.
CLARA: Good. I've missed you. Welcome back. Cole Turner.
(CLARA kisses him; five of the crystals on the nearby table are glowing very brightly. The camera pans up and a label above them reads 'Love Crystals.' The camera fades on the sign and then goes to two cars parked in the driveway of the Turners' new home. Year 2018 flashes across the screen. WYATT, BEN, and ETHAN climb out of one car, while TRISTAN, JENNA, and TATIANA climbs out of the other.)
JENNA: So, this is your house?
BEN: Yep, our mom loves it. You know how it is with women and a big beautiful house. They can't say no. Not even if they no how many zeros are in the price.
(Jenna laughs.)
TATIANA: And your dad agreed?
ETHAN: Yeah, he didn't want to be sleeping on the couch so...
(This time WYATT laughs. They walk up to the front door and BEN pulls a set of keys out of his pants pocket. He unlocks the door and they all walk in.)
BEN: Ethan, I'll get the demo from upstairs. Go ahead and grab your guitar. I'll call mom's cell and let her know where we'll be.
ETHAN: She freaked out last time.
BEN: She had every reason to.
(BEN walks upstairs and goes into a room. ETHAN motions for them to follow him as he heads to the basement to get his guitar.)
TRISTAN: Why did your mom have every reason to freak out?
ETHAN: Oh, nothing.
TATIANA: That reply is getting really old.
ETHAN: Well, if you stopped asking questions, I wouldn't have to reply at all.
(ETHAN smirks as he picks up his guitar and sets it in the case.)
ETHAN: Do I need anything else?
WYATT: Electric tuner?
(ETHAN smirks again.)
ETHAN: I have perfect pitch.
(BEN comes down the stairs holding a C.D.)
BEN: If you have perfect pitch, then why aren't you the lead singer?
ETHAN: Because I'd rather play than sing, thank you.
BEN: You're welcome.
ETHAN: Get a hold of mom?
BEN: No, but I called dad's office and left a message with the secretary.
ETHAN: Okay, let's go.
(They all go upstairs. A shadow in the corner steps out to reveal a teenaged girl. She smiles, not evilly, but sweetly.)
GIRL: He seems to be okay.... (Suddenly becomes sad) but he's not. Neither of them is.
(Commercial break)
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