The Notorious Misadventures of an Alchemist and a Phoenix, Chapter 7

School had just ended and the children were free to do their evil deeds. Without schools to house these minor criminals they were free to spread their special type of malice.

A small group of three had surrounded a kitten that had foolishly been separated from its mother. Unspeakable crimes against nature could have happened if it wasn't for the fact that a red and orange bird the size of a small swan clumsily knocked over a trash can.

The phoenix had become clumsy from the vast amount of liquids he had absorbed. Taking a stroll the phoenix had stolen the strongest and biggest bottle of hooch he could get his claws around. Tripping up, the phoenix swiftly dropped to the floor like a lead bar, yet he didn't drop a single drop of booze.

The kids that had surrounded the kitten lost interest in a mundane creature such as a cat and quickly surround the piss-up bird.

Now it would be fair to say that the phoenix was quite famous or infamous, the kids had been told by their parents to stay away from the firebird but kids being kids thought they knew better. It wasn't every day that you saw a legendary creature of myth, not unless you lived in the same city as one..... I suppose.

Grabby little hands reached out to touch the beast only to be pulled back by their owners when the phoenix jumped to his feet and started beating the living hell out of the trash can he had just knocked over

Now and again the phoenix would take a mighty slurp of hooch without pause in beating the offended target and then spit on the metal can causing it to twist and buckle due to the vast heat of the magma loogie.

New-born calves not being afraid of tigers could go a long way to explain why these kids thought they could go and touch a legendary creature without any repercussions but you would have to be brain-dead not to have a little fear watching what the phoenix was doing to this poor innocent metal dumpster.

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Each child paused and looked at each other to gauge what the other thought of this. One was about to speak when she spotted something coming down a dark alleyway. It was hard to see, the person was dressed top to toe in dark leather. The kids could only tell what it was when Noah came out of the shadows in his full plague suit, including the dark goggles that reflected light.

The suit was very striking but the kids had seen vastly scarier things than leather shaped like a crow. It wasn't the leather that scared them but what was in the leather. The kids had seen Noah in his suit at school before and there was nothing that could cause these little villains to run with their tails between their legs faster than a teacher that wasn't in school. It turns out that while kids would stand their ground against the unknown they would split the scene if a teacher turned up.

Noah adjusted his gloves as he waited for the phoenix to finish this brutality. There was little he could physically but after waiting too long for his liking he pulled a test tube potion from his belt and uncorked it. Instantly the brutality stopped and the phoenix cocked his head.

Just like a dog would come running when food was put in its bowl, the phoenix would jump at the chance to get a sip of Noah's creations.

Noah slowly waved the uncorked potion in front of the phoenix to make sure he had the stupid bird's attention. The head of the phoenix bobbed and weaved following the motion of the concoction.

"Listen up. I've just changed my class and we are going to power level" said Noah as he watched the phoenix duck and dive inching closer to his hand.

"What did I just say" tested Noah

"You said that umm... that you have a deranged ass and we are going to.... devour devils" the phoenix was not listening.

Noah gritted his teeth, after a slow and short pause Noah decided to leave it alone for now. Instead, he used the potion like a carrot leading the phoenix, like the ass he was. Noah wasn't even going to explain to the phoenix that they were off to Virulent Stratum. It would be a nice surprise for the phoenix that he would have to do some work for a change.

As the duo left an old man came out of his home with a bag of rubbish, ready to dispose of it, only to stop at the twisted metal that used to be his trash can. Without hesitation, the old man threw his rubbish at the pounded metal. This was the third time this week that his cans had been destroyed. It turns out the phoenix had some beef with this man's metal cans. No one knew what type of grudge the phoenix had, not the old man, not Noah and definitely not the phoenix.