"...and all of that was believed to have happened over a century ago. Any questions kids?" a man concluded, closing the textbook in his hand.
One kid out of the entire class raised his hand.
"Yes, uh, Jimmy was it?" the man asked, his gray eyes peering over his glasses.
"Yes Mr. Haylock. Do you believe that in this myth? Believe that they existed?" Jimmy asked.
"Well, I personally say that you can never truly rule any of this out. There was historical fact that titans have existed as did titan shifters but some say many part of this myth such as Valkern did not exist," Mr. Haylock answered. "For homework, I would like for you to kindly write a response of your thoughts on this myth and what you thought was real and what wasn't. No more than half a page."
Somewhere in the school, a bell rings. The students begin to shuffle and pack up.
"Thank you all for a great lesson, I'll see you all tomorrow," concludes, putting the book back onto the shelf.
He watches as the last kid shuffles out the door before taking his briefcase out. He stuffs several papers into the bag and takes off his glasses. He opens his desk drawer and brings out a necklace. He rubs a finger on the stone before putting it around his neck.
He closes the desk drawer and picks up his briefcase. He strides out of the classroom and locks the door behind him before leaving the school. The air was fresh and clean. The sounds of kids playing could be heard as he walked down the street. Turning the corner, he pushes open a door and walks into a little pub.
"Well Mr. Haylock. What do you want?" the freckled bartender asked him as she wiped her hands on a clean towel.
"I would like to use the back room please," he responds.
"Well, come with me," the bartender replies. "Dominic, it's your shift."
She throws the towel to her coworker and walks down the hall, Mr. Haylock following close behind.
"You're late, you know," the bartender says, reaching the end of the hall.
"I know. Just hope I didn't keep you all waiting too long," he replies.
She reaches forwards and pushes the wall. The wall rotates, revealing an entirely new hall with one door at the end. The two walk through and the bartender closes the secret door behind them. The two walk over to the door and push it open.
Inside was a group of people, laughing and chatting. As he walked in, all sound stopped.
"You're late," says another woman, getting up out of her chair.
"I know. You don't have to keep hammering that into my face."
A light envelopes Mr. Haylock and his disguise burns away. His grey eyes turn a golden yellow, his brown hair elongating and blackens. His briefcase molds and takes shape into a katana. Taking off his glasses, he puts them into his pocket.
"And just because I have a terrible sense of time doesn't mean you can keep making fun of me, Annie," Drayce grumbles.
"Well then take a seat before you give me an excuse to do so," she laughs as her own disguise burns away.
"Fine," he says, taking a seat at the front of the table. "Come on Ymir."
Smirking, Ymir takes off her apron and hangs it on the coat rack.
"So brat, what did you call us for," Levi grumbled, throwing out his necklace.
The rest of the members take out their necklaces and place the stone onto the groove on the table in front of them. Drayce takes out his own necklace and places it in its groove, completing the circle. The center of the table grinds and the underside flips up, revealing a huge map.
"There have been reports of unusual activity here," Drayce says, pointing to the map. "We don't have enough information about whether it's a threat of not."
Furlan frowns and rotates the map.
"Why here of all places? That's strange," he notes.
"We don't know but me and Annie will go and check it out. In the meantime, prepare countermeasure if necessary," Drayce instructs. "Stand by until we get back and report in."
"Alright! Let's go!" Connie whoops.
"Another adventure? Heck yeah!" Eren crows, pumping his fist into the air.
"Come on guys, let's get moving," Drayce says smiling.