San Fransokyo Mountain Range
The evening wind blew down on the mountains overlooking the city, with oriental-themed blimps dotting the city's atmosphere as its source of power sucking in the said wind. The sky was orange, calm and the air was still as if preparing for a storm. Standing at the top of one of these mountains was a lone figure clad in silver armor looking like a Silver Samurai.
The man has his arms crossed, no expression expressed except that of the fierce silver-molded mask intended to intimidate with a face that resembles a demon's accompanied by a pair of yellow unsettling eyes. The only thing human about this figure was its body, even robots could replicate that anymore. However this figure sighs a very human-sounding sigh contradictory to outward appearance.
In his mechanical voice he states, "It's time."
*Insert Marvel Intro* (My story, people!)
Lucky Cat Cafe
The streets were grey, reflecting off of the ominous dark clouds gathering. Thunder rumbles and echoes throughout the city giving people signal to clear the streets, however this girl was very determined to endure what the world would throw at her, her name is Gogo Tomago. She very well knew, that some things were more important than staying dry as large drops of rain bombard the streets causing her to wrap her small leather jacket around herself. People staying in the warmth of the cafe, Aunt Cass was smiling like usual. However, content with the relief she's receiving from the lack of incoming customers. She chirps as she hears the bells chiming.
"Oh, hey Gogo! Did you come all the way here through that rain?!"
She smiles sheepishly, "Yeah, there wasn't exactly parking in front of the cafe."
She waves her arms, "Oh, you could have just parked in our garage!"
Gogo nods, "So um...where's Hiro at?"
A frown visibly appears on Aunt Cass's face contrasting her perky form, "Well...he's upstairs."
Gogo frowns knowing there's clearly no progress. She sighs, "It's been 6 months."
She nods looking towards the counter at nothing in particular, "I know."
Gogo sighs, "Do you think I could try talking to him?"
Aunt Cass looks up slightly, "You could try. It might be the same result."
She places an assuring hand on the older woman's shoulder, "Hey, I'm not giving up on him."
Aunt Cass smiles and nods, "Go ahead kiddo."
So ascending up the stairs, Gogo comes into the living room/kitchenette and she causes a screech. She glares over at the source of the noise snarling, "That darn cat!"
Mochi simply looks smugly back. Gogo just rolls her eyes acknowledging a cat's general attitude towards human beings. She goes up the other set of stairs, the upstairs portion considerably darker as if nobody was home. She knew though physically he was there, he had stopped attendance altogether. She knocks, "Hiro? It's me, Gogo."
No answer. Great, he was pulling an Elsa, "Hiro, I swear to God I will start singing if you don't open up."
She cringes at the thought of the songs that came up in mind knowing the very song to apply to the situation. If Hiro wasn't so depressed, he would normally be laughing at the concept of Gogo singing anything. However, desperate times do call for desperate measures.
She holds her breath, "Ok, here we go.
Please, Hiro, I know you're in there. They've been..."
Showing emotion for the first time in forever, Hiro opens the door still with his stoic expression but clearly huffing a breath of annoyance, "Come in."
It gave Gogo goose bumps how monotone and stoic he sounded contrasting his usual cocky, energetic self. He plops down in a bean bag chair looking out the window, holding up his megabot. He looks at it as if it had answers that people wouldn't normally give...This also made Gogo wonder.
"Hiro, are you still bot fighting?"
He nods, "I have to do something to keep him off my mind."
She sighs. She was a bit angry, she was a bit annoyed, but most of all she was also a bit perplexed. She just had to know, why would he go back and revert the progress he was making in life? He would stop being a student super hero, but he would go back to bot fighting and doing nothing to contribute to the community, if anything the team would be busting in on his schemes.
She sits in a chair next to him asking, "Why, though?"
He sighs, "Haven't we talked about this?"
She nods, "No...you just shut us out for 6 months."
He shrugs as if it was a normal inconvenience and replies dryly, "Oh...it's been that long? Time sure does fly."
"This is serious, Hiro." Gogo asks with more passion than she desired to let on.
However this doesn't even phase the teen, "I was too."
She glares at him, "Alright...what's going on? One day you just disappear and all you said was you had bad memories that you didn't need reminding about."
He remains silent, but she's determined.
"That's where he was built..."
She looks over and she recalls the building of Baymax, the one her and her group of friends have seen Tadashi built. Then it occurs to Gogo, when Tadashi died that was the only connection Hiro had to his brother. Suddenly, she feels a bit more sympathetic. Baymax was a friend to Hiro, but he was only more than that. Baymax was Tadashi in Hiro's eyes. She's seen that look and at the time it made sense that he couldn't lose somebody else, however he was able to rebuild Baymax...She also considers that he lost Baymax for a second time then she looks over at fragments of the chip Hiro kept clutching to that day.
"He killed Baymax." Hiro sobs holding the pieces of fragment as they escort him out of the sewer. The fact they were walking and that Hiro was an emotional wreck even manifests the more that there was no more Baymax, unless, there really was no other way for to rebuild him for programming and all the memories that he had downloaded made little difference even if Hiro recreated another Baymax. Baymax wasn't Hiro's creation, he was Tadashi's.
Then it occurs to her, "What would Tadashi say?"
Hiro stiffens noticeably, "Please don't."
"Seriously." She perseveres.
"Tadashi wouldn't..."
And just like what he did to Baymax over a year ago, he snaps, "Tadashi's gone!"
Even the normally stoic Gogo looks hurt and Hiro just looks at her with an unrelenting wall of emotion. She sighs and stands up, "Well...I tried."
She walks away leaving Hiro to look out the window with a pained expression and suddenly his breathing grew rapid. His breathing picked up even more and Gogo hears this, "Hiro? Hiro?! Stay with me...Hiro?!"
San Fransokyo General Hospital
It was evening, red and blue lights reflected off of the dark grey walls reflecting only the dreary atmosphere of the city's current state. Within the Hospital contrasted this, it was an unnaturally bleach white gathered around by a crying Aunt Cass crying onto Wasabi's shoulder who remains strong for her. Meanwhile Fred and his Dad sit on one side, Honey Lemon and Gogo sit on another.
Gogo rubs the back of her neck, "I'm really sorry."
Aunt Cass tries to assure her, but she just continues sobbing. After what would seem like an eternity to the group, a doctor finally comes out.
"Miss Hamada?"
Aunt Cass immediately stands up not even bothering to wipe her face, "Is he going to be ok, doctor?!"
"Yes, he was just having a Panic Attack. However he has sleep deprivation, exhaustion and even some bruises on his body, nothing major though."
She gasps, "What do you think happened?"
"Whenever he was out, we noticed in his dreams he would say 'Tadashi' and 'Baymax.' Are they people any of you know."
She nods, "Tadashi was his brother he lost a year ago...and he just lost Baymax."
The doctor nods, "Well he's only answering us in nods. He isn't speaking at all. You are welcomed to come in and see him. It's advisable not to overwhelm him though."
Aunt Cass nods and everyone else follows behind. They go down the hall, she knocks on the door, "Hiro, sweetie?"
A rasp voice answers, "Aunt Cass?"
"Yeah it's me, your friends are here too. Can they come in?"
The hoarse voice replies, "Sure."
Everyone walks in, taking a seat and not saying a word. A faint smile appears on the boy's face while Honey Lemon tries her best not to react to how...different he looked. Dark rings were under his eyes, he looked considerably paler than healthy and his hair was more unruly than ever. It wasn't just a pretty sight for anyone who was used to the contrasting character prior to the incident.
Lee approaches, "How are you faring, Hiro?"
He shrugs, "I've been alright."
"You sure?"
He nods, "Yeah...it's been rough though."
Lee nods back, having a pained expression on his, "I understand, son. If you ever...need someone to talk to...I'm there for you."
The man sits down next to Fred who stands up along with everyone else. Honey Lemon emphasizes, "Hiro, we're here for you, no matter what..."
Suddenly a tear pricks from Hiro's eye, noticing it he wipes it away.
"I'm sorry...it's just..."
Suddenly he sniffles and he looks at everyone, "I shouldn't have done that to any of you. None of you deserve this!"
Everyone smiles...the fire was back, even color returns to the teen's face. Aunt Cass smiles, "What's going on?"
Fred puts his hand out, "Are we back, buddy?"
Hiro grins widely at his friend who puts his hand out, everyone else joining in. Hiro, his own voice returning nods, "We're back."
Fred's Mansion *Insert Back in Black*
The heroes walk down the hall in their suits, equipping themselves. Hiro getting his gloves ready walking and flipping his hair before he puts on his helmet, sealing it with a button. Honey Lemon adjusts her purse calibrating it for its specific functions. Wasabi while checking for his plasma blades insures they're both functional and not sliced, accidentally sliding a bust earning a most not amused, stoic glance from Heathcliff. He apologizes sheepishly as Gordon Lee is adjusting his multi-purpose ray gun and checking his tights to see if they were new or the ones he would recycle. Gogo is checking her discs getting them ready to place on her feet for travel then there's Fred who hops in and trips in front of Wasabi and in slow motion causing everyone else to trip, Honey Lemon being tripped by Wasabi. The she trips Gogo who tosses a disc into another bust, while Heathcliff was cleaning up Wasabi's mess and in the end everyone lands on Hiro. Lee just walks, the slow motion of everything wearing down and any sense of awesomeness faded from their blunder. He looks back to see them.
"Quit fooling around, all of you! We got work to do!"
Hiro groans pleading, "Please get off me."
Everyone ends up in the lab once more as Lee looks up various locations.
"All through this time, I actually found out what Everwraith is plotting and it's nothing good for this place."
Gogo shrugs, "Self explanatory."
"You notice the blimps are the alternative to city's power and we no longer have Nuclear Plants to fall back upon ever since Krei's stations were all shut down."
Hiro nods, "So they're going to try to cut off all of San Fransokyo's power. We still do have the dam."
Fred gasps, "Hiro, language!"
Wasabi rolls his eyes, "He means dams, dummy, like the wall."
He nods, "Oooohhh, sorry dude."
Everyone nods, smirking at Fred's attempt of keeping Hiro from being a potty mouth teenager.
Lee smirks at it as well, but continues, "So basically whatever Everwraith plans, it'll be taking the city's power out and most likely that's when he'll try to take advantage of the city's time out of power and he'll do everything he can to insure the city stays wounded."
Hiro looks at the screen with sheer determination and one look he once gave someone who was part of losing his loved ones. He glares at the screen and asks with clear venom in his voice, "So where are they, anyway?"
To be continued...
I hope you guys aren't too angry about losing Baymax...guys...those pitch forks are awful sharp...you really shouldn't play with...fire...OK, I'm out!
