Chapter 1
*****(BH6)*****
Tadashi looked at Hiro. "Callahan is in there! Someone has to help!" He pulled away from Hiro and ran inside the building. A couple seconds later the building exploded. Tadashi managed to dodge most of it but was still burnt somewhat. He kept going. "Professor Callahan?! Are you in here?" He called, looking around. "What are you doing here?" Callaghan demanded. He had placed Hiro's microbot controller around his head. Microbots were flying toward him. He no longer sounded like the kind genius he had been before the fire. "Don't just stand there. Get in here." He gestured toward the wall of microbots that were building up around them. "There is only so much room. But once I...never mind, I'll tell you later."
Tadashi quickly ran forward and stood close by. He panted and coughed on the smoke. He looked up at Callahan. "Do you know why the fire started?" he asked. The microbots closed around the two of them, creating a dark, small space. There was no light. Callaghan immediately felt much better about his plan with Tadashi with him now. Of course, that was part of his plan. "Forget the fire," he said. "It was probably just flammable gas leak or something." Callaghan brought the microbots forward, also thinking hard on what to say next. He decided that silence would be best, although to both it seemed rather awkward until they were out into safety far behind the near obliterated building. The microbots shifted from the tight sphere they had been, and stacked themselves neatly on the ground in a cube by Callaghan's feet.
He took off the controller, then grinned. "I thought you might come after me in there," he said mirthlessly, "and you did; being the soft-hearted person that you are. But that's just perfect. Just perfect." Callaghan gave a metallic laugh, then placed the controller back on his head. Microbots bound Tadashi tightly. Tadashi gasped in pain as the microbots wrapped around him tightly. He winced as they pressed against his burns. He looked at Callahan. "Wh-what? Professor-ack!" he cried when they tightened. 'Hiro...' he thought to himself. He hoped his brother was alright. "Here's the deal," Callaghan said, tightening the microbots. "I lost my daughter to a portal. You will be her replacement. Of course, I would have rather had your brother; as he thinks like my Abigail. Such genius. I mean, microbots? That's brilliant. But you will have to do, for now." Callaghan paused to let his words sink in, and for dramatic effect. "However, you must choose between life and death. If you want to live, you come with me, as a hostage. You want to die, you'll be constricted." Callaghan tightened the microbots for another dramatic effect.
Tadashi gasped in pain again. "Okay! Okay! I'll come with you!" Callaghan released the microbots and nodded. "I knew that you would." He put an insincere arm around Tadashi's shoulders. "My car is right there, then. Let's get you home. Well, at least, my home." Callaghan laughed cheerlessly as he led Tadashi to his car; an old black car that would never be distinguished as that of an electronics genius. Half Tadashi wanted to escape and run to his Otouto but he knew Callahan could kill him if he did. So he let Callahan take him and put him in the car. Once both were in the car and it was running, Callaghan relaxed. "Oh, this old thing," he muttered to no one in particular. Then to Tadashi: "This car wasn't running well earlier. We're lucky that it's running at all." Callaghan appeared deeply satisfied, but he knew deep down that no one could ever replace Abigail. He tried to shake off that feeling as he drove unsteadily to his brick house in a pleasant neighborhood beyond downtown San Fransokyo. Tadashi dared not say anything for fear of the microbots. He quietly just watched out the window. Callaghan glanced at him through the corner of his eye. Tadashi turned and held his gaze.
For an instant, Callaghan felt just a tiny bit bad about abducting a hardworking student of his and holding him hostage. The moment passed by quickly to Callaghan's relief, and both looked away from the other. Neither one of them said anything the whole rest of the time. When they arrived, Callaghan decided to show Tadashi some mercy and only use the microbots to bind his wrists together. Once they got into the great room, Callaghan unbound Tadashi. "This is my house. What's mine will mostly be yours, and every room you are free to explore, except my study. It is strictly off limits. Now, I need to...get a few things prepared for...I might as well just say it: Your brother's invention was genius. I am going to mass produce those microbots for revenge. And before you ask on whom, I'll tell you: Alistair Krei. And I was hoping that you would help me. What do you say?" Callaghan made his offer seem as enticing and friendly as he could, as if offering Tadashi the position as a business partner.
Tadashi looked up at his exprofessor and was quiet for a bit. He finally spoke up. "I-I'll think about it." He replied almost hesitantly. He looked away and examined the room. "Have it your way," Callaghan said. "I suppose I could do it myself. What am I talking about?" Callaghan laughed and moved away a distance. "I can do it myself! The house, as I said before, is all yours! Just stay out of the study!" He called behind him before he left the house, locking everything up, to go his secret warehouse. Tadashi stared at the door for a while until he finally decided to look about the house. He wondered around for a while until he found the study but it was locked. He hesitated at first then easily picked the lock and opened the door. The room was larger than most studies, but there was nothing unusual about it. Three big bay windows brought in street lamp light from the outside on the wall opposite of the door. There was a window seat underneath the bay window covered with a red cushion. To the right of the window wall, floor to ceiling shelving covered the entire wall. A desk was positioned in front of it with a large wing-backed chair behind it. Opposite of the desk was a gallery that had pictures of mostly Abigail throughout her life. Between the desk and the gallery sat open tubs of parts. Pieces of paper with scrawled drawings of crossed-out robots were scattered throughout.
One of the drawings was Tadashi's initial sketch of Baymax. How did Callaghan get that? Littered pieces from robotic parts partially covered the sketch. Some white vinyl, too. But in the far corner sat a book-broad in length and width, but thin in depth. There was a picture of a mirror and an ingredients list, more or less. The title read, Portal. Tadashi picked up his sketch of Baymax and placed it in his bag. He looked at the list of ingredients and the blueprint for the 'portal.' He looked about the house and found the stuff he need to make it and made a small key chain looking thing and held it and looked at a mirror in the room. Tadashi reached forward and touched the keychain to the mirror after making sure he had everything he needed. The manual had said to touch it to the mirror, which was odd. Even in the mirror, however, the portal key flashed. The instant it touched the mirror-The glass reflection rippled, then opened like a hole created by an earthquake. The hole was dark, but lighted with strange colored nebulas and moving waves of color.
In the very center was a sparkling turquoise pool, it seemed. Stars were clustered around it. It seemed very tempting; yet also dangerous. Tadashi took a deep breath and made it look like he hadn't come in the room and locked the door then went into the portal. A tornadic wind sucked him forward and before he knew it, he was hurtling forward to the turquoise pool. Tadashi splashed into it, and the icy crystals surrounded him. A strong current dragged him down, then let him go flying through a high pressure tunnel, where he lost hold of the keychain. It whirled far ahead of him and out of sight. Tadashi held his bag close and closed his eyes tight.
His heart was racing. Callaghan returned an hour later from his visit to check on the process of his mass production of the microbots; he'd begun it immediately. He found everything at home the way it should be, but he could find Tadashi nowhere. Fury gurgling inside of him, he unlocked the door to his study. No one was there. Where could Tadashi be? There was no way he could have escaped; the security system was too strong. Callaghan paced around the room and came to face the gallery wall. His eyes filled with tears as he saw pictures of his beloved daughter going through her life; he was heartbroken to lose her. But that emotion quickly turned to anger and thirst for revenge. Revenge on the person who had taken his daughter away. Callaghan's heart hardened, and he turned away.
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