"I challenge you to a little game, Mr. Hamada. Meet me at the docks tonight at 8pm and bring nothing but your armor. If you do not follow the instructions, I will kill everyone you know."
Hiro kept on replaying that message over and over. Yokai's words echoed in his head. But to be honest, he was too scared to even move. He faced Yokai before by himself and he nearly died. And that was before he built his armor.
Frustrated and confuse, Hiro took off his helmet and threw it across the room. Ever since he was younger, he dreamt about being like his grandfather: the great Tony Stark. But due to recent events, he started to have doubts. Maybe he wasn't ready to continue his family legacy.
A few seconds later, Baymax entered. "It appears you are experiencing some emotional disturbances," he said. "Might I suggest you telling me what is wrong?"
"Leave me alone, Baymax," Hiro said, not bothering to look at his surrogate brother.
"I will not accept no for answer," Baymax said. "Now, I repeat, what is wrong?"
Hiro stood up. "I said, leave me alone!" he yelled.
Without another word, Baymax left. Hiro sighed and sat back down. Was this what it meant to be Iron Man? Constantly putting your life in danger because of dangerous threats? If that was it, then maybe he should face the facts. He's not his genius billionaire playboy philanthropist grandfather.
"Hiro, I brought your friends down for an intervention."
Hiro turned around. Sure enough, Baymax had gotten the rest of the team with him. "Guys, relax," Hiro insisted. "I'm fine."
"Not from what Baymax said," GoGo said.
"So what's wrong?" Fred asked.
"I told you, nothing," Hiro said. "Everything is shocking perfect."
"May I ask if it has to do with Yokai's death threat?" Baymax asked.
"Death threat?" Wasabi asked. "What death threat?"
Hiro sighed and played the message once more.
"I challenge you to a little game, Mr. Hamada. Meet me at the docks tonight at 8pm and bring nothing but your armor. If you do not follow the instructions, I will kill everyone you know."
"You see?" Hiro asked. "If I don't meet Yokai at the docks, he'll kill all of you. But if I do show up, he'll probably kill me! Either way, he wins and I lose!"
"It's okay, Hiro," Honey said. "You'll still have your armor."
"What good will that do?!" Hiro asked. "I tried to face Yokai alone and I nearly shocking died!" He paused to breathe. "I'm not even like my grandfather."
"My censors indicate you are feeling hurt," Baymax said.
Hiro said nothing as he wiped away fallen tears with the back of his hand.
"This isn't like you, dude," Fred finally spoke. "Where's the confident leader of our team?"
"That was before I realized I screwed up!" Hiro said. "My grandfather built dozens of functional robotic suits before he died! Me?! I'm just some shockingly worthless kid who's only good for building battle-bots!"
After a while, GoGo spoke up. "I know how you feel," she said, taking out some vintage Captain America cards. "It's tough living up to a legend from the Age of Heroes."
"But that doesn't mean you should give up," Honey said.
"She's right," Wasabi said.
"You might not be Tony Stark, but you're still Hiro Hamada," Fred agreed.
Without saying anything, Baymax picked up Hiro's helmet, walked over to him, and put it back on his head.
"Thanks guys," Hiro said with a small smile.