"Wow, this reminds me of my favourite song, 'Battle Scars' by Paradise Fears!" Fletcher said enthusiastically, doing a little dance.

"Oh, come on Fletcher, don't pull a Marco Diaz," Valkyrie rolled her eyes- but too late: Fletcher was already rapping:

"On and on, like we're living on a broken record. Hope is strong, but misery's a little quicker. Sit, and we wait, and we drown there, thinking, "Why bother playing when it's unfair?" They say life's a waste, I say they lack belief. They tell me luck will travel, I tell 'em that's why I've got feet. Left, right, left, right, moving along to the pulse of a heartbeat. This could be the last chance you have to fly. Do you like the ground? Want it to pass you by? Man, you had it all when you were just a kid. Do you even remember who you were back then? What do you want in life? Will you be twice as strong? What would you sacrifice? What are you waiting on? Don't stop, march on."

Then Fletcher keeled over and died from lack of oxygen from singing for too long without taking a breath.

***

"We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of Fletcher Renn, the last teleporter. If only he hadn't been singing a song so awesome it was to die for..."

Shoutout to r0gue145 xxx