Zak stared at him and stayed silent as Yosdel asked, "Doyle?"
"I think… it's time I told you…" Doyle paused as he reached into his pocket, and grabbed a picture. He held it tightly before turning it to them. In the picture was a young woman with long, straight pink hair, bright purple eyes, a fair complexion, and a gentle smile. Beside her was Doyle, with a happy smile on his face. In front of them, a young boy with brown hair and blue eyes, whom looked to be about five years old. He was hugging a young four year old girl, whom bore a resemblance to Doyle. Her red hair was pulled into pigtails, and her eyes were black. "About my family."
"You have a family?" The four asked in complete shock as they stared at the photo.
Drew's eyes shifted from the picture to Doyle as she asked, "Why didn't you tell us you had a family?"
"That's because I don't. Not anymore… They were all killed. My wife, my son, my baby girl… our unborn… I lost them all. They were all slaughtered. Right before me." Doyle clenched his fists as he thought about it.
"Who would do something like that?" Yosdel asked in horror as she felt sad for him. She could tell that talking about his past was killing him inside.
"I don't know. I just… They never should have been dragged into this! All of this over some stupid artifact of power." Doyle angrily punched the wall of a nearby building. "They lost their lives over something so stupid!"
Quickly and hurriedly, Drew grabbed his arm, and Doc said, "Doyle calm down. I'm so sorry that happened to you."
To lighten the mood, or at least to attempt so, Drew led them to the front of the kingdom's high school. "Come on. I have a friend I want to introduce you all to." She smiled as they went inside, and Doyle sighed quietly. They headed to a classroom down the first hall after checking in, and Drew gently knocked on the door.
They headed inside, and Doyle, still upset and lost in thought, tripped over the trash can, and quickly recovered as the students began to laugh. "You always did know how to make an entrance, didn't you?" An older man, clearly the teacher of the class, sighed and shook his head.
"Sorry. We were looking for Amy Nelson." Drew explained quickly.
But Doc, looking around the room, realized it was a science class, and asked, "Would you mind if we sat in for a little while?"
"That sounds awesome!" Yosdel said excitedly. Travelling around the world didn't exactly give her a chance to be a normal student. Quickly, without the old man even agreeing, she sat down in an empty seat without realizing who was next to her.
"Well well well." The red head smiled. "It's you guys again. Crashing classes now?" She laughed quietly as the others sat down in empty chairs in the back. "Continue, Kami." A grin set upon her face as she watched him sigh.
"How many times must I tell you, you are a student. You are to refer to me as Mr. Shimizu." He said sternly before changing the slide on a large projected screen. "Now, as I was saying, there has been much debate on the controversial topic of cryptids. Those who believe, and those who do not."
"They're real." The girl smiled proudly, but frowned as the older boy from earlier countered, "So idiotic… Cryptids aren't real. Only fools believe in that crap."
"Hey." Yosdel frowned as she gave him a look. "It's not crap."
"Yeah, cryptids do so exist!" The red head said upset.
The boy rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You're such a child. Only children believe in such mythical fantasy creatures."
"I'm a child? Who's the one in a tenth grade science class?" She glared, and their eyes were locked in anger.
"Kenta! Rikki! Enough!" Kami snapped as the two froze and sat down quickly. "Now. Shall we continue?" All was well the rest of the class, and as soon as the bell rang, chaos ensued. The students packed up, chattering began, and Kami had to fight to finish talking. "Remember students! The packets on chapters eleven and twelve are due next class!" He watched as the students all left, and he watched Rikki pack up slowly.
"Why does that jerk have to start stuff all the time?" She muttered, grabbing a book from Yosdel, whom had picked it up from the ground.
Kami sighed and looked at her sadly. "I'll speak to his mother later." He watched as she left silently, and Doyle approached.
"Your name is… Kami?" He asked. "You taught my science class when I went to school here…"
"That's right, Doyle. It's been a while." Kami smiled slightly as Yosdel saw a journal decorated with stickers, and picked it up.
"Excuse me? I think that girl left this here." She said, keeping it away as Zak reached for it.
Kami looked at her and nodded. "Yes. That's hers. I have a meeting to go to. Would you mind taking that to her? She's headed to the gym. Doyle can show you the way."
"Yeah." Doyle nodded slowly, and silently led them to the gym. There were three sets of double doors leading into the large gym. It was newly refurbished and the floor were clean, freshly painted, and shining. They saw kids stretching, a few walking, and others sitting lazily on the bleachers, waiting for instruction.