<div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/2/27/Firefly_Fly.png/revision/latest?cb=20100513205433)<br/><br/><br/></div></td><td>                            </td><td><div align="center">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11122/111226567/4544445-beast-boy.jpg)<br/><br/><br/><br/></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><hr/><div align="center"><strong>Names:</strong> Garfield Lynns/Garfield Logan<br/><strong>Noms de Guerre:</strong> Firefly and Beast Boy<br/><strong>Affiliations:</strong> Fire/Last Member of the Doom Patrol<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 20:15 - 20:21<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Daily Planet building, Metropolis Central <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Killer Frost, Wonder Girl, Tigress, OMAC, Atom, Captain Atom and Red X<br/><hr/> </div><hr/><br/>For a few moment, the more sensitive heroes might hear something. The sound of violin bows whirling across their instruments... the unmistakable tones of one of the most popular pieces of music ever. The source was obvious if one looked up, a Silver Dot shining in the sun, racing toward them. Two dull thunks echoed out as it dropped, smaller dots falling from the thing, as a human voice could be heard.<br/><br/>"Da da daaaa da da da da daaaaaaaaaaaa da..."<br/><br/>Flight of the Valkyries. Badly and off key, but still quite obviously what it was intended to be. Before anyone could criticize his musical talents, the two grenades he'd launched hit the group, exploding upwards in a torrent of Flame, turning the center of the Battleground into a firey hellscape. Anyone with the technology to look would note that flames were not just normal... burning hot. Very, very hot. Firefly had, with Frosts help, found a new formulation of Thermite. Armored or not, running through that was going to hurt. Beast Boy found his charge interrupted by the flames, forced to transform to stop himself, dropping into the shape of a small bird and peeling off from his charge.<br/><br/>"Sorry I'm late, Ice Queen."<br/><br/>Firefly laughed at his own jokes, as always.<br/><br/>"Did ya miss me?"<br/><br/>He settled over the Battlefield, one the opposite side of the flames now dominating the center from Frost, facing the three heroes he had picked off. Beast Boy. Artemis. And Captain Atom. He ignored the small green Swallow fluttering about for now, drawing his Flame Sword in one hand, and holding the Flamethrower with the other, which he used to launch a huge gout of flame at Captain Atom, or the building behind him. As long as things were on fire, Firefly was happy.<br/><br/>"I'll take these three weirdos, you take those?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Beast Boy settled to the ground, eying this newcomer. He wasn't happy about this. Unlike some other heroes (say... ones who wore a lot of Gold) Beast Boy didn't fight crime for glory or anything. He enjoyed the thrills of it, but mostly he did it... because he just had been taught to? That was the way he'd lived ever since he was rescued. You saw crime, you stopped it. He transformed as he landed. He could fly over the flames... but that would mean abandoning these guys. He grinned at Artemis and Captain Atom, and nodded at the Flying fellow.<br/><br/>"You two. If I give you a Ladder up there, can you make Firebug up there sad?"<br/><br/>Beast Boy asked, dodging a tossed grenade from the fellow.