Big Hero 6: There and Back Again

A/N: Hey guys, this is a test to see if this will get any traction. If I see any interest in this story I will continue it. Most of the plot is already done and I'm doing a more gritty, down to earth plot with some hints of the original Marvel flair. Let me know what you guys think. Enjoy.

He then took her hand,

And they both forgot the past,

For they walked into the light,

Their shadows disappearing behind them.

Another gray afternoon, thought Hiro. He gazed upon his computer screen, his fingers grazing the keyboard in well orchestrated strokes. At this point it was all background noise. The rain, the keystrokes, the void ringing in his ears. This stupid project that would never be finished. What did it matter? The very voice of reason that had led him into one of the most technologically savvy schools in the word had all but disappeared. Was this what they called depression? Who knew?

"Hiro, can I come in?"

He almost didn't hear the tiny voice coming from his bedroom door. Being lost in the chaotic sea of his mind there was no telling what direction any kind of S.O.S would come from. The door creaked open exposing a pair of concerned eyes, "Hungry?"

"Not really," Hiro replied, "But thanks anyway."

Aunt Cass stepped into the threshold keeping her weary eyes locked on her nephew, the glow of the computer screen blinking mutely across his blank face. The toll had taken its price she knew and although she was stricken with grief she could feel the immediate sense of dread and sorrow saturate the room. Placing the food tray she prepared onto the nightstand she took a seat at the end of the bed. Stealing a gaze she couldn't help but feel hopelessness seep into her already stressed heart. No fourteen year old boy should face the loss of his older brother.

"Hiro, I..."

"I'm fine,"

"I know you are but-"

"I said I'm fine,"

Aunt Cass flinched. To think it took her all morning to work up the strength to talk with him only to have it go nowhere. Admitting defeat she crept to the doorway taking one last glance at her nephew before saying, "There's some soup here if you decide you're hungry,"

Hiro heard his door close but his eyes didn't lift from their captive stare. This was the fourth time this week she attempted to talk with him. When was she going to realize he didn't want to talk? What was so wrong about wanting to be alone for a little while?

A loud gurgling sound erupted from his belly. Without missing a beat he could hear the small red contraption behind him begin to open. No doubt Baymax had heard his body's small cry for help.

"I sense your metabolism has slowed dramatically since yesterday. You are in the process of maturing into adulthood. Vital nutrients are essential for a growing person," said the robot, "I sense there is a viable source of food nearby. Shall I retrieve it for you?"

"No thanks, Baymax. I just want to finish this program I'm working on and go to bed," Hiro replied.

The round robot cocked its head to the side, "It has been several months since you left this room. According to my directory that is unhealthy. Perhaps a walk might help?"

"No, I just want to be left alone,"

The room became silent. Hiro expected Baymax to retort with a rebuttal but as he turned to his companion he spotted the robot looking curiously at his bedroom window. Before he could ask he noticed a darkened figure perched at his windowsill. Approaching with caution he raised a hand to unlatch it only to have it burst open. A loud thud echoed into the room and at his feet sat a mass hidden underneath a cloak.

"Sorry, did I brake anything?"

Hiro recognized the voice, "Honey?"

The rather tall young woman fanned her cloak from her head, "Yeah, it's me. These things always looked cooler in the movies. No one really tells you how heavy and awkward they are to wear,"

"What are you doing here?" he retorted.

Honey's eyes shifted behind her glasses, a deep red hue blooming from her cheeks. "I just wanted to check up on you. I knew going through the front would be a bad idea so I decided to make things interesting and... drop in on you,"

A nervous laugh escaped her lips as Hiro resumed his seat in his chair. Anger and annoyance began to take the place of hunger but he knew better than to take it out on her. No use trying to convince her to leave, he thought.

"If you're going to try and make me feel better you might want to start on better puns," he said bitterly.

Baymax cocked his head towards Honey, "I sense a change in the chemicals in your brain. You are either suffering from a cold or you are experiencing some kind of biological effect by looking at Hiro. Shall I do a thorough scan?"

Honey felt her heart skip a beat as she pressed a hand over the invisible mouth of the robot. However, it didn't seem as though Hiro had noticed allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief. Swallowing hard she placed a hand on Hiro's shoulder, "We need to talk."

"About what? Tadashi? What's there to talk about? He's gone."

Honey felt her cheeks glow hot, "You're not alone in this. We all feel the way you do. Just let us in."

Hiro spun angrily in his chair ripping his shoulder from her hand, "Why? So we can talk about all the good times? So we can be all let's share our feelings? What if I don't want to? Why is that so hard for everyone to get? Let me guess, forcing yourself in here despite knowing I'm not in the mood for any of this is your way of showing you care? Give me a break. Just go,"

Honey's hands shot out with lightening speed as they grasped firmly against Hiro's shoulders, "Don't you sit there and pretend you're the only person in this world that loved him. Don't you dare insinuate I don't get it. Let me in, Hiro. Please... I can't do this alone anymore,"

He could see a line of tears begin to take shape in her large green eyes. Taking in a long breath he averted his gaze and admitted defeat. The two embraced but not before Honey caught a glimpse of the computer screen. Deeply embedded in the lines of code she could make out the distinct words: Time Modification.

"What's that?" she asked.

Hiro glanced over at his program, "This? Some stupid thing I've been working on. It's nothing really. Just something to keep me occupied,"

Honey's eyes scanned the garbled mess of characters and felt something in her stomach begin to churn, "Hiro. Are you trying to find a way to travel back in time?"

"Like I said, it's dumb. I mean discovering a way to go back into the past is like the holy grail of science and technology. It's all theoretical and knowing I can't possibly find the solution I figured it was an excellent time waster,"

Honey shot him an excited gaze, "Hiro! I think you might have something here!"

The teenager eyed her in suspicion. There was no possible way this meaningless project could yield anything viable. There was just no way.

Honey pushed him aside and began to frantically type away, "It's not polished but we can work with this! Time, space, curvature of gravity. It all makes sense! Hiro, you're a genius!"

"Um, thanks?"

Baymax suddenly interjected facing Honey: "I detect high levels of dopamine in your blood. Dopamine is commonly associated with the emotion of love."

The tall chemist planted both hands onto the robot's face once again smiling nervously. Hiro smiled, "It's okay. I know you and my brother had a thing for each other. No use hiding it."

Honey chuckled, sweeping a strand of hair behind her ear, "Yeah, that's right... couldn't keep it hidden for long I see. In any case, let's see if we can undo history,"