Hey everyone, this will be a series of one-shots based before my story Scars and Forgotten Wounds, so if you haven't read that I recommend to do so before reading these. If you have or are reading the story then these will be a collection of stories of the numerous times that Hiro got kidnapped. (This is mentioned in chapter 5 by Gogo in my story) So not in any particular order but WARNING some will have mention of torture.
Another thing is that the cover photo is my own drawing so please don't use it or steal it and this collection will be a slow process and will randomly be updated, each one will be different so no need to remember what happened in the last one. I'm doing these for fun and I don't have many planned but if you guy's have any ideas for one please PM me and I will give you guys a shout out when I post with your idea! Well let's get on with it, shall we?
I don't own Big Hero 6.
'Lesson Learned'
-WARNING mention of torture
Based before Scars and Forgotten Wounds.
"Hiro! Hiro!" Her voice echoed through the city streets, the wind carrying it for miles in the cool night. Sweat dripped down her forehead, the salty tang reaching her lips. "Not again…" Coming to a stop in the middle of the road, she looked to the ally ways on either side of her. Hitting her communicator she radioed the rest of the team.
"Guys anything?"
"No, nothing Gogo."
"Nothing, oh I hope he's ok."
"Nothin, man why does this keep happening, how many times now has the little dude been kidnapped?"
Gogo pondered on the question for a second before answering. "13 times." Her voice was quiet and plagued with guilt.
"I just hope the little guy is alright." Wasabi was talking for everyone it seemed.
"Ya, me to." Gogo looked up to the night sky, the stars were dim, the moon, nowhere in sight.
(*)
'Tadashi No!' Hiro yelled as he latched onto his brothers sleeve. They were feet away from the burning showcase hall, it's glow and scorching heat seemed like hell on earth. Tadashi glanced to Hiro then back to the building. This didn't make sense, why would Tadashi fight him to run into a burning building! Tadashi looked to Hiro before taking a shaky breath, ' Callaghans in there, someone has to help.' Ripping his arm out of Hiro's grasp, Tadashi raced up the stairs and disappeared into the hell fire. Hiro was shocked, Tadashi just left him there, alone. He took a step back until he caught glimpse of a baseball cap sitting on the ground in front of him. Racing to it, Hiro saw that it was his brothers. Tears freely fell down the boy's cheeks as he stared into the raging inferno that his brother was in the mercy of. Taking a single step forward an explosion broke out, sending Hiro flying backwards onto the hard cement.
"Tadashi!" Hiro called as he jerked forward, but there was no answer. Instead, the chill of San Fransokyo's winter nights reached him. The clink of metal ringed through his ears as he became more aware of his surroundings. Hiro questionly looked around. The first thing he noted was that he was sitting up against a pole. Second note, it looked like he was in an old warehouse, or at least he thought it was. Three, chains hung down from the beams above seemingly glowing like stars from the street lights on the upper level windows. Finally fourth note, the floors looked to once of been a solid piece of cement but after years of abuse, showed jagged rocks and streams of trickling water through the numerous cracks.
Hiro took a deep breath just to choke on his own saliva and fall into a coughing fit. His shoulders bounced with his heaving chest, trying to lift his arms but was stopped. Wheezing, Hiro looked behind him to find his hands handcuffed to the pole he was leaning against. "What the hell?" Hiro said through uneven breaths. Laying back on the pole he was chained to, Hiro tried to remember what had happened. As he tried to recall the events a loud squeak of an opening door called through the warehouse followed by footsteps.
Instinctively Hiro slumped against the pole, hoping to convince the person coming he was still knocked out. The footsteps got closer and closer but then abruptly stopped. Hiro waited a few seconds, listening carefully for any evidence of his attacker. Seconds seemed to turn into minutes and Hiro began to think he was in the clear. Slowly opening his eyes, Hiro looked around through the small slit of his eyelid. Seeing no one, Hiro sighed in relief, but it was short lived. A firm hand reached from behind grabbing Hiro's neck and slammed him back into the pole. Pain laced his body, his mind fuzzed from the blow and his ears ringing a high pitch tone.
The man walked out from behind him. Crouching down he looked at Hiro with cold deathly eyes. Hiro glared at the man through his daze, the man's face was distorted with the dizzying fog of his eyes but Hiro could clearly make out a growing smile. Grabbing Hiro's neck again, the man drew their faces closer. Hiro gagging at the stench of alcohol on the man's breath. "What's wrong boy?" The man sneered. "Cat got your tongue." He broke out in laughter, squeezing his hand a little tighter around Hiro's neck. 'I'll give you something to laugh about.' Hiro bitterly thought as he leaned back and slamed forward headbutting the man.
His kidnapper yelled out in pain as he held his nose, letting go of Hiro. Stepping back the man withdrew his hand from his nose and gritted his teeth together at the sight of blood. "You little brat, you'll pay for that." He garbled stepping back in front of Hiro and kicking him right in the gut.
(*)
Gogo raced through the streets, searching every alley, every bot-fight, and even running into Yama and interrogating him a bit. Yet nothing, no scum had seen Hiro and no one on the team had any luck either. Gogo was now at a slow roll, gently rocking back and forth as she easily skated across a gravel patch. Sighing deeply she watched her visor fog up from her heated breath, before receding into an invisible vapor. Tapping the side of her helmet she spoke through the communicator, "anything?"
"No," three voices said in unison. Slacking her arm down to her side, Gogo looked on in defeat, until:
"Yes" Baymax's voice spoke through, causing Gogo to almost lose her balance in excitement. "My enhance scanner may be damaged but my normal scanner has picked up a match to Hiro's medical data base." Gogo was on the verge of tears, they found him. "But, Hiro seems to be in immense pain and shows signs of abuse." Her smile dropped in an instant. Whipping into action, Gogo pressed a different button on the side of her helmet. Her visor lit up with a map of San Fansokyo, showing each of her teammates as a different colored dot on it. Finding Baymax's red location dot, she began to skate in his direction.
"Baymax I'm on my way."
(*)
Hiro now laid flat on his stomach, his hands handcuffed above his head. Cutting the last of Hiro's shirt, the man Vino, placed a knee on Hiro's spine before dragging the tip of his knife down into Hiro's delicate skin. Following his spine all the way down to Hiro's shorts Vino then lifted the bloodied knife and licked the tip, letting the metallic taste of blood stimulate him.
"Let's teach you a lesson on how to pick your fights wisely Brat." Vino spat. Hiro laid still as the man began to dig his blade into his back again. Tears cascaded down to the cement floors, mixing with what once was trickling water, but now streams of blood in the cracks of the cement.
The man twisted the blade causing Hiro to scream in agonizing pain. Vino smiled a twisted grin as he dug the knife deeper into Hiro's back. As he continued, Vino seemed to be getting aroused by Hiro's pleading shouts and a new idea came to mind. After he finished his work of art on Hiro's back he set the knife aside but close enough so Hiro could see it. The tip of the blade slowly dripped crimson, sending painful shivers down Hiro's spine. The man removed his knee from Hiro's back, giving the boy hope that it was all over.
That thought however was quickly erased when he felt Vino's hands caress his waist. Leaning down, he began to delicately kiss the back of Hiro's neck. Freshly formed tears fell as Hiro prayed for help. "Please, don't." Hiro pleaded, wishing the man would stop his sickly forms of affection. The man chuckled behind him and leaned down to Hiro's ear.
"Do that again, it's kind of hot how you plead." Vino harshly spoke and nipped Hiro's ear. His hand again caressed Hiro's sides but this time, he ran his thumbs over the many cuts on Hiro's back. Hissing, Hiro tensed under the man. "You know your pretty cute, whats a kid like you being a superhero when you could be here with me?" The man whispered, his voice filling with want and desire for the boy in his grasp. Hiro began to cry harder as he heard the haunting sound of the man's pants zipper. As a last attempt Hiro squirmed, trying to free himself. "Stop it you bitch!" Vino's voice slurred in Hiro's ears as he was hit with the butt of the knife. Hiro's vision blurred, his senses weakening as darkness surrounded him in a cold embrace.
Hiro slightly felt the man tugging at his shorts to remove them. Letting a single tear traced down his bruised cheeks, Hiro clenched his eyes and his breath caught in his throat thinking of what's to come. "GET AWAY FROM HIM!" A voice boomed through the empty warehouse. Shuffling feet could be heard along with the man's grunts. A thud was the last he heard of what he assumed was the fight.
(*)
Gogo panted and looked to the unconscious man lying on the floor in front of her. "Hiro!" She called as she rushed to his side. Yet stopped at the sight of bloodied words carved into his back.
"What does it say?" Hiro's voice was hoarse, as he tried to turn his head to look at her. Gogo just started, letting the image sink into her unwilling thoughts. "What does it say?!" Hiro said a little harder. Gogo shook her head and leaned down cutting Hiro's hands free. Gently she grabbed him and flipped him over into her lap. His eyes and cheeks were red and raw, exhaustion clear. Looking up to her he asked again. "What does it say?"
Tears trailed down her cheeks as she took a deep breath. "It says, Lesson Learned" Hiro's eyes swelled with new tears as he cried in her hold. Gently Gogo pulled Hiro closer,
"I'm sorry."
So there was the first one! I hoped you guys liked it and again this will randomly be updated and not as often. Be sure to send me ideas for more! Favorite, follow, comment you guys know what to do!
~Forever-Young890