Sid gave Blaze his jacket. "First day back," the zombie said. "Sure you're up for this?" The young man nodded. He put his jacket on, and velcroed his gloves on.

"I'll be fine," he assured. The teacher had always been a father figure to Blaze, especially since the Paris Incident. [I]Hell... Sid's the only reason I'm alive right now.[/i] The young man tried to smile. "Thanks for everything. And taking care of Tai for me."

Sid chuckled. "I know you love that fish," he said. "That's the kind of man I was." Blaze nodded and made his way to the DWMA. The sight of the academy had always filled him with hope, at one time.

But now, it seemed to be hollow, like a picture that had been edited one too many times. He would have to be paired up with a Meister again, but he didn't want to go to the class of newbies Sid always supervised. So his first class was a study hall in the library.

Blaze browsed through the books. Some time of browsing later, he'd picked up some books and sat at a table. He saw a girl, seemingly passed out, at the table next to his. Something seemed oddly familiar about her. "Hey, you okay?" His tone and expression were neutral, but perhaps a bit cold.