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A/N: AntiHero!Tadashi yassss. Finally got to post this after some obstacles, been meaning to do it forever. Just so you know, the suit's design is dedicated to c2ndy2cid's Antihero!Tadashi design at Tumblr, you should check them out. And I'm not sure how many parts I'll make for this, probably a few.
Honestly, Gogo thought the hero complex was just a one time thing after avenging Tadashi's death.
But after feeling the andrenaline coursing through her veins when she wore that suit, it made her seriously think about whether or not to keep it at the back of her closet and never to wear it again. Because really, saving the world wasn't so bad.
At least the speed could clear her head a little after a whole day in the lab. She was working on another project that needed more of her attention than the previous one because she started from scratch, this time it would be a bit more difficult.
She really needed to find a way how to make her bike pocket size so that people won't steal it. That included her helmet too.
Anyway, the members of the Big Hero 6 agreed within themselves that they weren't going to pull out of the hero business anytime soon, and had express their feelings on how they actually felt about it.
"Okay so, you guys still want to do this?" Hiro questioned one late night when all of them were at the cafè after another long day at the lab, his voice low so that his Aunt Cass wouldn't hear from her room. The gang was sitting around a table, mugs half filled with hot chocolate in their grasp. The shop was quiet, exception for the soft whirling sound of the chiller that kept the pastries and the occasional thunk of a mug being set down. "No regrets or anything?"
"I don't see why not," Wasabi shrugged, setting down his empty mug on the table. "We could help the cops, give them more hands-"
"Uh no," Fred cut in as he laid back on his chair, hands behind his head. "Sorry dude, we can't get involved with the cops. They'd just ruin everything."
Honey Lemon frowned. "How would they ruin everything? Aren't we helping them?"
"Technically speaking," Gogo spoke up, a finger in the hoop of her keys as she twirled them around. "We're helping the city. We might lighten their work a bit, but we can't get them involved entirely in what we do."
"Why not?" Hiro raised an eyebrow.
"You see little man," Fred rested his elbows on the table, his fingers wringed together under his chin. "Cops won't take you seriously, they think they're so good at what they do, they'll just laugh at us the moment they see us. I mean, come on dude, look at us," He gestured a hand to himself and let out a grin. "Who would want kids to help them, huh?"
Gogo was surprised at the way he explained it, but it was correct nonetheless. "I hate to admit it, but Lizard Face is right," Wasabi grunted, tapping a finger on his knee. "Basically, they would hate us for taking their jobs away, try to catch us and threaten us or something."
Honey winced. "They wouldn't exactly do that to us, would they? We're just students trying to help."
Gogo glanced at her. "Honey, I really appreciate your positive thinking but they don't care, more reason they'll hate us because we're students, thinking we're too much of a smartass to take over their job," She shrugged. "So, we just do this between us."
"But they're cops! People who have the authority to throw us into jail if we do anything that could hurt people. And maybe they could understand and let us help."
"We're going to help people, Honey, not hurt them," Hiro rolled his eyes. "That's the whole point. But they wouldn't understand what we're going to do, and like the others said, if we try explaining them what we're actually doing in the first place, they'll think us as a threat."
The Latino sighed. "So no?"
"No."
She gave a shake of her head, but a small smile was visible on her lips. "So, what are we going to do?"
"We patrol, duh," Fred scoffed, turning over to the clean side of a tissue and took out a pen from his pants. "Okay so, here's the city right?" He drew a big circle on it, the others leaning forward to see what he was planning. "And there's like six of us, we just split up in different directions to check out the city and call each other out if there's some major kick butt to be done," He leaned back again, a proud grin on his face. "Easy."
"Impressive," Gogo commented dryly, running the digits of her fingers on the arrows he drawn. "There's just one tiny problem, we happened to be students, and work applies to us no matter what the consequences," She straighten herself in her seat. "All I'm saying is that we'll be tired by the time we get back from SFIT, so we can't patrol the whole of San Fransokyo, every day. We won't get enough sleep, not enough energy, thus causing us to be zombies when there is real danger to be taken care off," She set her gaze unwaveringly to all of them. "Plus, I don't want to depend my life on caffeine and sugar."
Hiro rubbed his chin. "Well, we could always take turns on patrolling since there's six of us, or," He snapped his fingers, excitement filled in his eyes. "We could just check out one spot of the city one day, and change places on the next. That way, it'll be easier for us to help each other out if we're in danger since we're near enough," He crossed his arms in triumph, a grin stretched on his lips.
"Nice, lil Hiro," Fred cheered as he raised his hand to Hiro, to which the teenager responded with a high five.
Honey shushed them. "You'll wake, Cass!" She gazed at the tissue. "It might work, we'll have to be smart at giving up our time though, there might be emergencies that we might be forced to go," She finally looked up, a smile on her lips. "And, imagine all the new weapons we could make!"
"Oh, I can't wait to start on that, I've got a few up here," Wasabi tapped the side of his head with a finger, both eyebrows raised. Then, he yawned. "Well, I gotta go, got a few things I still haven't finish at the lab, I'll see y'all tomorrow," He stood up. "Yo Lizard Face, Honey, shall we go?"
"It's Fred," Said person protested as he and Honey followed their friend out. The Latino glanced back. "How about you, Gogo? Coming back anytime soon?"
Gogo nodded. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow."
Honey waved at her before the door closed. "Drive safe!"
"So," Hiro started, standing up as he picked up the empty mugs. "You're actually okay with this saving the world stuff?"
She shrugged, helping him take a few as she made her way to the back. "I don't mind," Opening the dishwasher with a hand, she put the mugs in. "It's kind of nice to do something else for a while, take your mind off things."
He passed the last of the mugs to her, looking as if in thought. "You'd think he would agree?"
She paused from closing the door of the dishwasher, before slamming it a little too loudly that it made him jumped, eyes a bit dazed as he stared at her. She gave him a weak smile. "He wanted to help people," She messed up his hair that he let out a protest. "And you're already helping him do that."
He rubbed the back of his neck, frowning slightly. "Can't take all the credit, you guys helped me too, you know."
She smirked, walking out of the kitchen. "Of course we did," She grabbed her helmet from where it was perched on the counter, giving him her signature two finger salute on her way out. "I'll see you tomorrow, Hamada, and this time, don't be late."
He laughed nervously. "Well, I can't promise that," Pushing the door open, she walked towards her black bike that was parked in front of the store, and he stood at the doorway. "Hey Gogo, maybe you could teach how to ride that?"
She scoffed. "In your dreams, kid," She swung her legs over the bike, and wore her helmet over her head. "Go to sleep, Hiro."
He rolled his eyes as she started the engine, shouting a bit from the loud sound of it starting on. "Bye, Gogo."
With a single wave of her hand, she shot off.
The moment she switched on the light of her apartment, she froze.
Because standing at her desk near the window of her living room was a man in a goddamn mask, going through her desktop like he was strolling in the park.
He wore a white sleeveless suit that showed his powerful arms, bandages wrapped at his shoulders that probably held the two katanas at his back. More bandages were wrapped around his palms that went up to his elbows, a few were wrapped at his legs. His face was concealed with the mask of a fox, fiery red streaks ran at the sides of it, held by two red ribbons that were tied behind his head.
What was strange about him was that, he had scars on his right arm. She assumed it was the whole side of his body, because his exposed arm was the only skin he was showing other than his fingertips, and only splashes of skin were covering the muscles, other than that it was just a red mess.
The man had whirled around the moment she opened the door, clutching something in his hand that looked suspiciously like a small blue disk.
"What the hell-"
She didn't manage to finish her sentence when the man threw one of her text books at her, and she barely dodged it in time when she was snapped out of her thoughts. Quickly recovering, she lashed forward and tried to reach out for the man, but he had already gone out of the open window where he had no doubt used it to go in. She ran towards the window and grabbed the sides of it, saw a glimpse of the culprit disappearing around the corner of an alley, along with the disk.
Cursing under her breath, she slammed the window close, probably waking up the neighbours but she didn't care at the moment. Turning around, she tried to find anything that seemed misplaced.
The TV was still in place, that goes with the speakers that stood at each side of it. All the desktops and a laptop she left were still there, but were obviously disturbed from what she witnessed just now. The place looked no more different than the way she left it.
She sat down at the stool, glowering at the lit laptop in front when she saw it was at home page. "The idiot hacked in," She panicked slightly, her fingers furiously flying over the keyboard. She tried reopening what the man had seen, and her eyes widen when she saw that it was definitely not good.
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me."
"Someone what?"
Gogo slapped a hand on Wasabi's mouth, a glare shot at his way as she blew a bubblegum in her mouth. If one would wonder how she was able to do that, it was because he was hunched over his counter, working on his project he was half way finished. She wasn't able to distinguished what it was, and he hadn't told them what he was going to do. She popped the gum. "Not so loud," She hissed.
He shook her hand off, standing to his full height with a frown. "How the hell did someone copied a blueprint of your suit? How did he even get in? Who is he in the first place?"
She leaned a hip on the counter, crossing her arms over her chest. "Look, all I know is that the moment I came back from the shop, I saw this guy messing through my stuff with this disk in his hand. When he saw me, he threw stuff at me, and left through the window I assumed he got in-"
"The window?" He interrupted. "Man, how did the guy get out of your floor without breaking both of his legs?"
"He parkour his way out from the twentieth floor," She replied sarcastically. "When I looked out of the window, he was already gone," She huffed. "Even I have to admit that he was fast."
"He didn't even say anything?"
She snorted. "No. What do you think he'd say? 'Hi I'm here to steal some stuff?' Please," She shook her head. "This is bad though, we have to find out who's this masked guy is and-"
"What masked guy?" Honey wondered as she walked towards them, her hair tied up in a bun with her lab goggles strapped on her head. "And why do you two looked like something bad happened?"
"Honey," Wasabi greeted as she stood beside them. "Gogo got ransacked."
Honey gasped, taking hold of the shorter girl's arm. "Are you alright? Did you get hurt? Did anything-"
"Got stolen? Yes," Gogo pried off her friend's fingers. "And I'm fine, he threw some stuff at me like a kid with a tantrum, but he had terrible aim."
"What did he take?"
Gogo pursed her lips. "I can't tell you here, let's go to Hiro's lab and hope Fred's there so that I can tell you, okay?" She then proceeded taking hold of both Wasabi and Honey, dragging them to their required destination. "He better not be busy."
They didn't managed to reach the door when suddenly Hiro bursted it open, eyes wide as he panted.
Gogo took one good look at him and clicked her tongue. "You're late."
"No shit," He wheezed, bending over as he tried to catch his breath.
"Hiro!" Honey exclaimed, lightly cuffing his shoulder. "Language."
He took a deep breath, straightening himself up to give her a charming smile. "Sorry, Honey."
"Hiro," Gogo interrupted, her voice firm. "There's something that you gotta know."
He raised an eyebrow, gesturing for his friends to walk towards his lab. "What is it?"
He pushed the door open, and they all filed in quickly. Once they all settled down a bit, Gogo let out a breath. "Someone just broke in my house yesterday night, and they took a copy of the blueprint that has all the details to my suit."
He froze, whirling around in his stool as he faced them with wide eyes. "Oh crap."
"Hiro." Honey warned.
"Yeah, sorry Honey, but seriously? Someone stole a blueprint of your suit? Oh man," He rubbed his hand over his face. "Not you too."
"Wait," Wasabi spoke up, leaning forward from where he had made himself comfortable on the bean bag beside the door. "What do you mean her too?"
Hiro sighed. "Someone just messed with my stuff last night when I went to check out the garage, I reopened the tabs and saw that whoever the person was had did the same thing to what happened to Gogo. He probably sneaked in when we were gone, and left when we got back," He groaned. "I swear if it's some druggie-"
"It's not," Gogo confirmed, popping the gum in her mouth. "Some guy in a mask, again," She shook her head. "I don't know what's the deal with people and masks nowadays."
"Wait," Hiro pointed a finger at her, squinting his eyes a little in suspicion. "You saw him?"
"He managed to throw a textbook at me, to which what I assumed was a distraction," She used her fingers as air quotes. "Got an aim of a toddler, but he could escape if he wanted to," She realised they were short of one person. "Where's Fred?"
"Dunno, but he'll be there at our first patrol tonight," Hiro answered, whirling around to face his desk. She saw that he took a small metallic orb, and threw it on the floor, where a 3-Dimensional version of San Fransokyo popped out of it, floating in the lab in all its glory. "Since we're going to find out who does this guy think he is, breaking into people's houses and all," He rolled the stool nearer to the map as he studied it. "Half of us has to be over at Honey's house and the others at Wasabi's, since we don't know where the guy's gonna go next."
Wasabi let out a low appreciative whistle as he stood up, huddling around the map with the rest of them. "You've got to give me one these later."
"Fred has to stay at his own house though," Honey suggested as she stood behind him. "From the cameras at every corner of his house and lawn, I assume his house has a security room, so he can keep an eye on the place from there," She narrowed her eyes at the floating city, turning it clockwise, and then tapping one particular spot at the outskirts of the city. "This is where I live," She then zoomed it, and Gogo took a moment to appreciate at how it did, feeling as if she was flying forward to Honey's house. "And about fifteen blocks down the road is where Wasabi lives," Honey swiped across the 3-D road, stopping just at Wasabi's apartment. "It's not that far, so maybe we can get to each other in time if the other party needed help," She looked up to her friends. "Yeah?"
Wasabi hummed in agreement. "And here's where ol' Lizard Face lives, among the posh people," He out zoomed the map, and turned it again so that he could pin point the area among the large mansions. He tapped on the house that was eight houses away from the T-junction, and it zoomed forward to Fred's house. "It's exactly fourteen miles from where the both of us live, gotta take a while for us to get there if he needed our help."
Then, the door burst open. "Hello, nerd people!" Fred grinned in greeting, stopping short at the doorway when he saw the replica version of his house levitating in the middle of the clearing. "That is awesome," He walked nearer, stopping just at the edge of the map. "Is that my house?"
"Speak of the devil," Gogo muttered under her breath, while at the same time Hiro greeted him. "Glad you could make it, Fred," Hiro replied instead. "We were just talking about you."
"Well yeah, you have my house floating here," He squinted. "Whoa, I can see my bedroom."
"Fred," Gogo finally spoke, her voice filled with annoyance. "We're going on patrol tonight, some masked guy just broke into my place last night, along with Hiro's, and stole a copy of our suits blueprints. There might be a chance of him going to the three of you next."
He raised both of his eyebrows. "Seriously? Another villain sneaking about? Nice," He punched the air. "Now I can test some of the new types of fire you guys made me."
She was about to retort a reply when she heard Hiro saying a few words. "How did he know where we live though," He muttered, and she had to strain her ears a bit to listen. "And who we were. Only Callaghan knows about the suits, and Krei."
"Probably some lackey of Callaghan," She responded, and he glanced up to her. "Krei sworn to never tell anyone, we saw and heard him do it. And despite the arrogance he made people believe he had, he would keep his word," She pursed her lips, staring at the map in front of her. "I hope so anyway."
"We should trust him," Honey assured, giving them a hopeful smile. "He made some sort of vow to us right? He has to keep it."
Wasabi shook his head. "I hope so, Honey."
The night was surprisingly quiet.
While Wasabi was at his room, she volunteered she would be roaming the streets, in case she happened to bumped into the masked man again. She merely stood at the valley opposite to where the apartment was, leaning against the bricked wall of a shop, the faint sound of the bell door rang occasionally after indicating some customers. She was fully geared, gluing her eyes to the four-story apartment as she, unfortunately, listened to Fred's yapping from the comm., jaw clenched with irritation.
"In this harsh night of the full moon, we waited in anticipation for our foe to make an appearance once again, hidden by the shadows like the creatures of the dark. As I, Fredzilla, brace myself for-"
"For some major slap in the face when I get to him or so help me," Wasabi cut him off, and Gogo could feel her lips tugging into a smirk. "Would you please just shhhh?"
"Not to worry, Guava Man, Fredzilla will fill this night with-"
"Did he just call me Guava Man? Yo Lizard Face-"
"-happiness and joy so to ease the frightening feeling-"
"Uh, guys?" Hiro's voice crackled from the comm.
"-inside you. Do not fear, Fredzilla is here."
Gogo let out a quiet sigh of relief when there were blissful seconds of silence, until it was broken again.
Honey giggled. "Did you just say that?"
"How original," Gogo could hear the laughter in Hiro's voice as he made a comment. "Maybe I should do that when the guy comes, 'Do not fear-'"
He didn't manage to finish his sentence when suddenly there was some sort of commotion, and she quickly straightened herself in alarm when she heard Wasabi cursing into his comm., the sound of something crashing to the ground could be heard at the background.
"Wasabi," Gogo called out to him, her eyes darted at every corner of the building to look for the masked man. "Wasabi, do you read?"
"Yeah," He grunted, and there was a shing of metal that sounded alarming close to his comm. "He's here, got two katanas that's trying to turn me into sushi now, but don't come up," He quickly added. "I want you to be down there if he escapes, cause he's itching his way to the window now." There was another crash. "Man, you just trashed my place!"
She did as he told, hands clenched as she tensed herself. "And the foe has arrived."
"Shut up, Fred." She snapped. Then, Wasabi's voice could be heard again.
"He's out."
Her eyes narrowed at the figure crashed out of the sliding door, taking hold of the railing of the balcony before somersaulting his way down from the third floor, landing on his feet like a cat.
"I see him."
She then proceeded to throw one of her disks at him.
It hit one of his blades, causing him to jerk forward in surprise as his weapon had flown out of his grasp and landed a few feet away. He jerked his head at her way, before making a run for it by turning into an alley, grabbing his katana along the way as the ribbons that held his mask on flew behind him. She chased after him, reattaching back the disk onto her wrist.
"Wasabi," Hiro called out frantically. "Are you okay? Are you with Gogo?"
"No and no," Came the reply. Gogo could feel her chest tighten with worry for her friend. "I need to wrap myself up," He continued tightly. "The guy just slashed me."
She could hear the sharp intake of breath. "Okay, just stay there and don't go anywhere, Baymax and the rest of us are coming."
"Gogo," Honey called out. "I'm coming with you."
Gogo grabbed the edge of the building, and used her momentum to turn around the corner as she continued her pursue on the masked man, determined on finding out who he was.
"We're at the alley beside the building," She replied, her eyes not leaving the back of his head. "And you better hurry."
He was fast even if he was on foot, dodging every obstacle that was in his path. He would slid over dumpsters and jump over abandoned boxes, as so would she as she squeezed her way between them. She couldn't risk throwing one of her disk again in the tight space of the alley, fearing that it would bound back to her and she wouldn't be fast enough to avoid her own equipment. And so, chasing after him was the only option left.
She saw that he turned into another alley, pushing herself forward as she followed his way, and even from the distance, she could see that he was trapped at the end of the alley.
But what surprised her most was that he didn't stop, if her eyes wasn't deceiving her, he had instead ran faster, pumping his legs harder. She saw him tensed himself, before leaping up and taking hold of the bricked wall, his breath knocked out of him from the impact of the force that hit him in the chest.
Her eyes widen in disbelief when he started to climb, causing her to falter slightly. "What the hell?"
"What?" Fred asked.
She shook her head slightly, pushing herself forward as she focused on catching him. "He's climbing the wall," She replied curtly. "His gloves probably has some kind of ability to stick on things."
"So, he's a Spiderman wannabe?"
She ignored him, silently calculating in her head on how to throw her disk at him again. She knew it was a risk, but he was getting away and she needed something to bring him down. Her suit wasn't made for climbing walls, and the limited space of the alley prevented her from making an arc so that she could accelerate her way up the wall, which only led her to the current option.
She took a deep breath, aiming for his back. She then flicked the disk to his way, it managed to hit his shoulder that he let out a grunt in pain, causing him to fall as he clutched his shoulder with a hand. She knew she hadn't hit him hard when she caught the disk again, the worst case scenario he could have suffered was a dislocated bone.
She skidded to a halt above his head, taking hold of his suit as she slammed him to the wall, her fingers curling around his clothing as the anger she felt for what he did to Wasabi was starting to leak. "Just who do you think you are?" She hissed, tightening her hold onto him as he merely stared at her through that fox-mask of his, not even trying to defend himself. She couldn't help but think the fiery red streaks of his mask was taunting her for what she was feeling.
"Why are you doing this?" She tried again, her anger boiling at this point. "Why are you breaking into our houses?" When he didn't reply, she was ready to snap. "Talk!"
She was about to make a grab for the mask when he caught her wrist, catching her off guard as he leaned forward. She started to struggle, tugging on her hand as she glared at him. "Let go-"
"Conscience doth make cowards of us all."
She froze, the blood in her veins turning cold at his voice. It was so achingly similar to the one that had been haunting her for months that had past, leading her to sleepless nights and even waking up before the crack of dawn.
"It can't be," She breathed out, wide eyes darted around the mask as she searched for answers. "You're-"
She was cut short when he suddenly whirled them around, hitting the back of her helmet with the wall. It had surprised her entirely that she couldn't even do anything to make herself move when he was suddenly off her, sprinting his way back to where they had come from.
She was left gaping after him for a little too long, and she was snapped out of her thoughts and started to go after him. She almost didn't believe it, but her ears were true to her when she heard that voice, it was in fact, the same voice she had been hearing most of her life. She couldn't be mistaken, she heard it, she was only a breath away from him when he said those words. But it almost seemed impossible, he was supposed to be dead.
But when she looked around the corner, he was already gone.
Vanished like a ghost.
And she was starting to think that everything was an illusion.
A/N: Kudos to those who could guess where did the quote came from. ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ Who knows, maybe I'll post a short Tomadashi drabble to those who managed to do it, eh? *wink wONK*
