"Bright burning flames, no air, no way out, just burning and acrid smoke. The only louder than the crackling of burning wood was the screams of students outside the blazing inferno. I see him laying there, not breathing, not moving."
Hiro's pov
I wake up in a cold sweat, the lights from the city pouring in from my window blending with the colors and the shadows. It's been almost a year since the fire, but every night I have the same dream, the dream where I'm the one who ran into the SFIT, not Tadashi. I stumble into the bathroom, still shaking and breathing heavy. I splash some water in my face and look at my self in the mirror, still trying to believe that I'm a vigilante by night...and a lonely depressed collage student by day.
I walk out of the bathroom and look at the clock, it's only 12:40, but I already know theirs no chance of me getting any sleep tonight. I walk over to the window and look around, taking in the sights and sounds of the still bustling city, sanfrantokyo the city that never sleeps.
"Sometimes I wish it would" I mutter out loud
I sit down at my desk and start tinkering with the last of the micro bots that survived from Callahan's attack on krei industries. I want to make a head band that won't send directions to the micro bots when it detects certain chemical imbalances in the brain, the only problem is my current prototypes can't differentiate between different chemical impulses so the user would have to be emotionally dead. But to be fair I've only calibrated it on my self and I haven't been very happy-go-lucky.
"Maybe I should calibrate it to honey lemon, or maybe Fred." I muse to myself
I start to solder the wires of the head band into place, making sure that none of the wires touch, not paying enough attention to the soldering iron. I zone out and run a huge line of solder down my left hand from the knuckle on ring finger to the knuckle of my thumb.
"Ow, son of a bi.."
"Hello, I am Baymax, your personal health care provider on a scale of one to ten how would you rate your pain?" Baymax said while inflating from his charging port.
"Zero" I grunted through the excruciating burning sensation.
"You seem to have a metal alloy fused to your left hand, if left untreated infections and shock could set in" Baymax stated in his calm voice
"Well pull it off then" I said impatiently
"I am not equiped to removed items which have been fused to flesh, i recommend seeing a professional to remove it. Shall I notify aunt Cass?" Baymax asked
"No she's at Mrs.Galloways, that's all the way across town" I said through a grimace. "Just call 911."
cannot,I cannot do that, an ambulance would take 15 minutes to arrive and is not covered by your insurance, you closest contact is only 5 minutes away, I will contact her now." baymax stated.
Everything became numb the moment I know who he meant by 'closest contact' please not her, anyone but her. I can't let gogo see me l like this, she'll never let me live this down.