Garfield Lynns didn't feel like getting out of bed. The idea of going on with life didn't appeal to him. He thought for a moment. What was it that bothered him? It didn't take him long to figure it out. He was tired of being second rate. He had been second rate at the orphanage. They had all loved Amanda. He had been the "crazy boy". The only reason he had been treated halfway decent was because he was Amanda's brother. Then he had become a second rate criminal. He had never been taken seriously by Batman. He had spent more time in Arkham then as Firefly. Now since his last plot was stopped he had sat in a dingy apartment in Calvin City. He hadn't been found by the police so he could give himself some credit, but to be honest they probably didn't even care to look. At that moment he realized his hatred for Batman, for Amanda for everything and everyone in the city that had for so many years been his home. And right then he decided it was time to begin anew. To stop being second rate and be the best. He would make Gotham pay. He would make Gotham burn! And so he got out of bed, opened the closet and took out his costume. Firefly was back and Gotham would soon be in flames.