HEY! Happy New Year and Happy Valentine's Day! It's been so long, I know, but I have a good reason.
Last year, I got a job, and I decided to take a little break from my stories to start on a new project. I've been a member of NANOWRIMO since high school, and the three years I'd participated I never won... until LAST YEAR! If you've read the premise, you have a vague idea of what the story is about, but I want to explain how I came about writing this story.
SPOILER ALERT: A year after Big Hero 6 came out, someone by the name of Haruki Ueno came out with a two-issue alternate manga of the movie. In the first volume, Tadashi doesn't die, but instead gets sucked into the wormhole that Callaghan built. I always wondered what happened to him afterwards, and after a few years of dabbling with some ideas, I came up with this! It's a crossover of the movie and the manga (thus the title). I suggest anyone hasn't already read the manga do so, otherwise you might get lost by some of the references. Also, I hadn't seen the Big Hero 6 TV series before writing this, so don't expect to see any of the characters from the show.
I've been working on this since November, and after several weeks of editing, I'm finally done! I really hope you all enjoy it!
Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Big Hero 6, but the OCs are all mine.
Big Hero 6: The Crossover
Prologue
"A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
Albert Einstein
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There's a certain peace to floating in an endless void; it's almost like a dream. The unknown terror is not as strong when his eyes are closed. The thoughts brewing moments ago—whether or not he'll survive, if he'll ever see his family again, the haunting sounds and images of Hiro reaching out to him as he's sucked into a nebulous void—are mere echoes throughout the passages of time and space.
There's no telling how long he's been floating through this… dimension?
Continuum?
This field of science of is still so new, so nascent—everything is indescribable and breathtaking.
It's also scary, nonsensical, and way beyond his depth of understanding.
The scientist in him has a profound curiosity for the unknown. It's part of the reason he agreed to work on this project. The other reason was simple: Abigail. If he could just save one life, it would have been worth it.
But here he is: stranded, hopeless, no Abigail in sight.
Knowing his brother, Hiro will try to find a way to bring him back. Hopefully by then, he won't be a floating pile of bones. As sardonic as these thoughts sound, he still has hope someone will rescue him, and with his loved ones in his thoughts he knows he'll never be forgotten, nor will he forget those waiting for him on the other side. At least he still has his hat…
Wait a minute...
Oh no.
There's nothing there. He reaches for it again. Nope. Still nothing. Just hair. He tries again with this other hand, as if that'll make a difference. Nope. Still just hair. It's gone. The only thing that has any connection to his family, any form of stability that makes sense in this empty, paradoxical plane of existence, is gone. The magnitude of his loss makes it hard to breathe.
Breathing.
Air.
Oh god.
He's floating in an alternate dimension without an air supply; how is he able to breathe?
Now the calm is gone. He opens his eyes and is immediately hit with an overwhelming sensation. There are colors everywhere—yellow, orange, pink, red, blue, chartreuse—but there's nothing solid to grab. Nothing's stable—not without the hat. It's getting harder to breathe, and suddenly the weightlessness grows into a gravity that crushes his skull and wrings the air out of his lungs. He's got nowhere to go, nowhere to stay, nowhere to… what?
What is that?
It's hard to see at first among all the colors, but it's there.
A dot. But as he drifts closer, he realizes it's not just a dot. It's a black dot.
A black hole.
No, not quite. While he's no expert at quantum physics, he knows better than to go near any black holes. As he gets closer, he sees that it's, thankfully, not a subatomic vacuum. It's a wormhole.
A way home.
Home.
The pressure in is lungs is still heavy, but his heart is light and full of hope once again. As he drifts closer to the hole, he almost collides headfirst into a giant piece of debris. The vacuum of the wormhole must have created a field of plaster and scaffolding in result of the disaster of an experiment he and Yokai had tried to create. The space around it is a miscellaneous whorl of colors, creating more colors, new colors, colors he's never seen or thought to ever exist. But as soon as the colors appear, they suddenly bleed out of existence and into the wormhole.
What happens next, he can't recall.
