Percy made it into the Alchemist Headquarters to be greeted by Nickolas Barion working on new types of high-jump potions.
“Hey Nick.”
Percy walked up on the focused Alchemist.
“…It’s Nickolas, but i guess you can call me that now.”
Nickolas spoke softly, not facing him.
“Right, sorry…do you know where Mr Graves is?”
Percy clapped his hands together as he scanned the room.
Nickolas got up from his chair while walking towards a shelf of potions, replacing a new batch of broken potions from the last attack.
“He’s at some meeting with the Magic Council, he- we have to pay heavy fines for the damages of the magic storm we caused. What were you going to tell him?”
Nickolas replied, turning around to face Percy.
“Well, it’s this kid from my school, i think he was affected by the Magic-Storm and i don’t think he likes us for what we did, he said i should have just let Derius die from Lennox a few days ago.”
Percy answered.
“What are you suggesting? We go to his house, abduct him and place him into a Test Chamber? No, the fines alone are stressful enough, i can’t stand another gifted, potential hero becoming evil and attacking us again.”
Nickolas began walking to his private work room.
Percy then quickly walked infront of him, stopping him in his place.
“Hey, what’s the matter? I’m sure you, Derius and Violet have this all under control”
Percy yelled.
“I’m just scared, alright! I never intended for the Arcane-Meliorator to go out of control and cause a worldwide storm, hurting- killing so many people! I never intended to be a murderer! I just wanted to find a way to give people magic, so they aren’t stuck their whole lives as useless potion makers as myself!”
Nickolas yelled.
A silence fell upon the room, Violet entering the room though her own private office at the scene, Percy shocked at Nickolas’s low self-esteem for himself.
“Nickolas, you have no idea how much you help me and so many people, i hated being born without magic, i was bullied for years by so many kids who were naturally born with them, but now that i do have magic, i do not feel any different, you want to know why?”
Percy responded.
“Cuz you were there to teach me, bring me back to health, any ordinary person without the knowledge of healing of potion-making couldn’t have done that for me, without you, i would be a broken, evil man…you are so much more than you know.”
Percy concluded.
A slight gleam of tears fell down from Nickolas’s face, looking over at Violet and leaving the room.
“That was very beautiful words Percy, but he just needs his alone time for now to clear his mind, even i am a bit shocked about the events that transpired over the past few days.”
Violet walked up to Percy.
“Yeah, i hope so too.”
Percy responded back.
“I hear your conversation about a potential, vengeful kid at your school, I’ve created this potion that should temporality remove his magic if he causes you any trouble in the future, m’kay?”
Violet smile, handing Percy over a potion with a light-blue liquid inside.
“Heh, I’ll be sure to use it when i get scared of the tall guy.”
Percy laughed off.
Violet and Percy talked for a whole longer before Percy left to head back home with a potential way of stopping Thomas if he ever decides to get revenge for saving Derius from the Dark-Wizard.
Percy made it back home to find his mother and father with his red-armour suit on the wooden table.
“P-Percy? Why didn’t you tell us sooner?”
His mother, Ruby had a shocked expression.
Percy saw his own, Flare hero suit on the table, his face grew pale white, gulping down what he thought would be his last ball of salvia.
“You didn’t tell us you wanted to join the Annual Knight Party over at Holden High-School, i remember when you were about ten-year-old, wearing your adorable knight-costume to your school.”
Ruby giggled.
Percy immediately regained his composure and let out a loud sigh, knowing that his secret was still a mystery to his parents.
“Oh yeah, I’m going there today at…around 5pm was it? Oh yeah, I’m just going take this and go right now…BYE-”
Percy quickly pulled his armour off the table, going outside and slamming the door behind.
“Such a funny child, i want more.”
Ruby looked over at her husband Frank.
“ERM…No thank you.”
Frank’s eyes were about to pop out in fear.
The both laughed as they watched their son put on his suit through the window and head off back to his school to participate in the Annual Knight dress-up party.
