He wondered how beautiful the screams of his first victim would be.
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, HATE,
HATE!The tide of hate, madness, anger and insane joy snapped Phoenix out of it's dormant stage. Letting lose a
massive caw at its awakening that echoed though the city. And with the sound the region around the statue experienced a brief day which lasted no more then a couple of seconds.
Its eyes flashed to life as it looked into the cityscape, probing the emotions that filled it. Lust, Sadness, Grief, Anger, Joy, Panic, Confusion. However this beacon of negative emotions burned, and transcended all of the others.
One person though, it was only one person, and no matter how much they are capable of hating such an existence cannot greatly influence Phoenix's mind. Not even the Golden King that Phoenix once watched can influence it to a large degree if he is alone.
But this man, filled with such negative emotions is interesting, far to negative to be a friend, Phoenix sadly realized. Phoenix have never felt anything quite like it, so it became alert, ready to take to the sky in case more emotions spring to life around the beacon.
After all can't have such a thing be harming any of its possible friends.