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Pulling his goggles over his eyes, Ted focused on the controls in front of his, switching off the Bug’s autopilot. Moving at a remarkable rate, the ship soured through the Chicago skyline, narrowly avoiding the multiple high-rises and skyscrapers.  Many pedestrians looked to the sky and gazed in awe, while others simply shook their heads in annoyance at the sight of the city’s resident superhero. For many, the Blue Beetle wasn’t exactly a popular household name. Many believed that he, like many of the world’s many heroes, was simply butting his nose in where he wasn’t needed. Ted however didn’t really care. He was having fun!

“Yo Tracy, you reading me?” Ted asked, speaking loudly into his comm-link. 

A heavy sign echoed through his headset. “Ted, we go through this every single time.”

“So that’s a yes then?”

No response.

Smiling to himself, Ted continued. “Any details on the situation?”

“The place is called Brownstone View according to the city records. The official call to the fire station was made around eighteen minutes ago. The fire department got there around seven minutes later.” 

Ted had to note that despite how utterly uninterested Tracy may act, she really was useful.  His mind ran through the information as he made his decent upon the burning building, circling downwards with the Bug. Activating the cameras on the Bug’s hull, Ted watched the work of the fire department down on the ground. Two fire engines were parked down on the street below, each one accompanied by a couple of firefighters manning the hoses. At the sight of one of the firefighters herding out a group of coughing citizens, Ted came to the conclusion that the evacuation was most likely complete. Although he had to be sure.

“Tracy, you mind activating the Bug’s scanners?” Ted asked, steadying his ship above the burning apartment building. “We better see if anyone is inside!”

After the quick sound of Tracy’s confirmation, a short hum was emitted through the Bug’s cabin, with a small 3D model of the building appearing on the monitor in front of him. Two red blips could be seen at various points within the building. Rising from his seat, Ted rushed to the rear of the ship.

“Looks like there are still two inside, Ted.” Tracy explained. “One on the top floor, the other on the third. Move quickly.”

Ignoring the fact that Tracy's last comment rang with a significant hint of worry, Ted moved forward, pulling a small lever on the cabin's wall as he did so. At once a small hatch on the floor hissed open, filling the ship with the roaring sounds of flames and screaming from the street below. Pulling a small breathing mask over the lower part of his face, The Blue Beetle grabbed hold of the small handle dangling from the cabin's ceiling and dived down into the destruction below, the wire attached to the handle entended tremendously as he did so. Swinging downwards, the hero stretched his legs foward, aiming towards what appeared to be a small hole where part of the ceiling had formally been located. He landed swiftly in the flame filled room, using his arms briefly to push his way through the flames. Fortunately his suit was fireproof!

Determined to not find himself crashing through a weakspot in the floor, The Blue Beetle moved forward steadily, his eyes catching what appeared to be a firefighter in the smoke ahead of him.

"Hey!" Ted called out, his voice slightly muffled from behind the breathing utensil he was wearing. "I'm here to help."

Ahead of him, the person turned. He was certainly not a firefighter, that was for sure, however the man wore the tattered remains of a Chicago Fire Department uniform over what appeared to be a giant set of armour. A large helmet covered the man's face, concealing the man's identity. Ted didn't need to see his expression however to know that he was pissed. Barging forward, the man swung out his arm and socked the blue clad hero straight in the face. The Blue Beetle dropped to the ground in pain, the breathing mask falling off his face as he did so.

"I thought that you would show up eventually, puny beetle!" The man shouted, his voice booming over the sound of the appartment building collapsing around them. "But no matter, as you are no match for the might [b]Firefist[/b]!"

Coughing slightly, Ted managed a weak grin. "You're certainly dramatic!"