AN; Hello Everybody! This is my first Ptoper Big Hero 6 fan fiction, it would be greatly appreciated if you left some reviews telling me what I'm doing right and wrong, and what you might like to see this story progress into.
Will have the following ships; Hidashi, Fred Lemon and GoGosabi
AU; in which the Hamadas aren't related and don't even know each other yet
I hope you enjoy!
When you were Hiro Hamada, it was hard to get caught.
If you looked at the boy and were told this information, you would probably assume it's because of how small he was in stature.
That would be wrong, the reason why was the technology the underweight, 5'1" tyke worked with and was in possession of.
For example, the only reason he managed to escape before the police busted into the Krei-Tech building was because of the holographic 3D map of the building that he had programmed inside of his watch, which displayed a vent at the last minute that Hiro was small enough to slip into and find his way out of, along with all the amazing tech he had stolen that was sealed away in the duffle bags thrown over his shoulders.
Yes, sometimes, for Hiro Hamada, being a criminal was too easy.
It started off small, really, doesn't everything?
He would steal a book or a phone from one of the less known shops by hiding it in his over sized clothing, using his cute face to get out of trouble.
It was nothing too big, just a little bit of danger to give himself a thrill.
But then that started to get boring, Hiro moved on to more serious crime, such as holding people up and stealing unsuspecting women's purses.
All out of boredom.
He was in a group of three for a while, but after they almost go caught during a huge bank bust, Hiro had decided he was far better alone. Which wasn't much of a decision, rather an obvious fact.
He hadn't meant to get too caught up in it, he would stick to one level of crime for a while... but eventually it would bore him, so he would expand his horizons.
It went from people, to banks, to huge organizations, to life changing technological industries.
Currently, The young boy of only age fourteen was setting out his next, huge heist.
Robbing the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology.
Due to a few inside sources and a visit to their opening ceremony, he saw that there was a lot of awesome tech for him to take, manipulate, alter and sell.
Luckily, his last trip to Krei-Tech had provided him with the necessary technology to complete a machine that, without it, would make this operation impossible.
It was a small, sphere device, that once unlocked, basically disintegrated particles of the closest non-human object, and contained them. When you would open the sphere later, the particles would reform and there you'd have whatever item it is that you took.
The only real planning Hiro had to do with this was making two duffle bags full of the little spheres;
For the prideful San Fransokyo Institute of Technology, their online security mainframe was too easy get into.
He had already adjusted at what date and time and for how long the cameras and alarms were to be shut off for.
Enough time for him to get in and out with all the technology he wanted and or needed.
He'd probably take it all, undeveloped tech of such high complicity would always rake in more money because most of the work is already done but it would be too easy to manipulate the tech into doing whatever you so wished.
Sure, Hiro may accidentally give away a death ray but personally, he didn't care, as long as he got fun and money out of it, which he often did.
He leaned back in his seat, stretching with a loud sigh as a few joints popped, releasing the tension that had built up from being hunched over a computer system for a few hours on end.
Taking a quick glance at the clock and seeing the time made Hiro jolt violently into awareness.
He was late for the markets!
The markets where he bargained off his no longer useful or was never useful in the first place tech!
Throwing on his hoodie and grabbing his two trusty duffle bags, stuffed to the brim with all sorts of loot, he quickly hightailed it out of the small basement building he was living in and to the markets that were well hidden within the many back alleys of downtown San Fransokyo.
When he arrived it was bustling with all sorts of raunchy men, Hiro never felt quite comfortable in this place but it supported him, gave him the necessary living funds, that's why he always dragged himself back.
Many people tried to entice him to buy their goods, others trying to entice him in every way that made a fourteen year old like him flustered and uncomfortable, though he quickly dismissed them with a sharp glare or a piercing scream that made people around them notice.
Speaking of screams, Hiro just heard one.
He started speeding up his pace, to his own private little stall to find that in the one next to his own, the middle aged woman who sold herbs and spices was... forcing herself, on to a younger male.
Hiro wasn't one to just sit back and watch, so... He pulled out his fighting bot from his hoodie pocket and placed it on the ground. This was going to be too easy.
As he flipped the controller out and spread it wide in its full glory, a small smirk cast on his features, and he uttered the words;
"Megabot, Destroy."
