Firefly remained silent, unmoving, her face tense and showing a large amount of annoyance. "I have no time for games, Dominic. If you do something to me, it means war."

"not if your dead first." He commented dryly.

Firefly had enough, violently heating up, causing a few of their grips to loosen, before slamming Dominic right in the face with her fist. He surged back, stumbling, his hand holding his nose, and he suddenly pulled the trigger, firing something into Fireflys stomach.

Suddenly, Firefly started feeling cold- as if she stepped into a walk-in freezer. She raised her eyebrows as she noticed that she couldn't heat up, her confusion growing into aralm as Dominic slammed her to her knees, and Firefly couldn't fight back, trembling now. It was… so… cold…

"do you like it?" he mocked, pretending to be sincere. "it was a present made just for you- a nitrogen bullet, mixed with a special ingredient that'll… knock the life outta you." He slickered slowly, before gripping her hair, pushing her backwards, about to shove her off the building. Firefly stared up at him with utter loathing, knowing she couldn't regenerate as well, or not at all, if he killed her.

"lets see you fly-"

Without warning Dominic's black erupted in flames. He screamed in such a high pitch, Firefly could almost mistake him for a girl. A young man suddenly flung him- and Firefly instantly noticed his whole body was covered in flames- and he was the one producing them. He had short brown hair, normal skin, but seemed to be slightly shimmery and hard, and there also seemed to be a few patches of orange scales, but Firefly would be mistaking that, due to the fact that he was on fire.

And he also had a dragons tail.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Dominic fairly screamed, looking left and right for his possee, but no one was there- all either knocked out, or had fled.

"somebody here to stop you." The boy replyed, puffing his chest up lightly, to Fireflys amusement. She got to her feet, one hand pressed against the wound, one hand on his shoulder. He seemed surprised

for a second, glancing back, allowing time for Dominic to grab the gun again, and cocked it. Be the look on the boys face- he wasn't bulletproof.

Before Dominic could fire, Firefly suddenly swept her hand towards him, and to the boys shock, a blast of flame went into Fireflys hand, encircling her hand and wrist, growing larger, before she sent the fire as a large burn wave directly at Dominic, who wasn't able to get out of the way in time. You saw the silloete of his body for a second, before the fire left, and all that was left was a standing crisp.

The strange boys mouth hung open. "yo- you KILLED him! AND USED FIRE TO DO IT! LIKE CONTROLLED FIRE!"

"and he would have killed US if I didn't do anything about it, American." Firefly drawled, her eyes narrowed. "and I should ask why you were able to CREATE the fire I USED."

"whats wrong with being a American?" he questioned, blinking.

She turned to leave- her body shaking again from the uncontrollable cold once she left the fire. The boy, instead of taking a hint, followed. "your hurt…."

"do you ever shut up….?" She grumbled, walking faster.

"well, im not going to shut up till you let me look at that bullet hole." He replyed right back, stubborn as a mule.

"….."

"…."

"…"

"i have no problem shooting you down on the spot if you don't leave." Firefly snarled, her eyes burning. He backed off quickly with a 'meep' noise. As Firefly turned to leave, he asked one last question a bit timidly.

"w-…..whats your name, at least…..?im Ryan, or Flame."

Firefly stopped dead in her tracks for a second, considering weather to respond or kill him flat.

"Filadae, but most call me Firefly."