Disclaimer: I don't own The Incredibles or Big Hero 6. Sorry for the delay. I just needed a little bit of motivation to continue written this. Thanks for your patience and please read and review.
"In a stunning turn of events, a superhero is being sued for saving someone who, apparently, didn't want to be saved. The plaintiff, Joshua Vaspeck, who was foiled in his attempt at suicide by Hiro Hamada, has filed suit against the famed young superhero in Superior Court."
Well, as it turned out, that man that Hiro saved from falling from that skyscraper was actually trying to commit suicide and all Hiro did was get in the way. But not only that, but all passengers on the train he was trying to stop from falling into the streets were seriously injured in the process and were now filing their own lawsuits against him. To make matters worse, because there were so much collateral damage left behind during the Supers' crime-fighting activities, the United States government began a new declaration to ban the Supers from using their powers to save lives. The ban had effected the entire country with the propaganda destroying most of the superheroes' careers since they were no longer needed to help the citizens whenever there was trouble afoot. The supers were now forced to live normal lives among the citizens and if they ever used their powers in public again, they would be prosecuted and anyone who witness these actions would have their memories erased.
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"Mr. Vaspeck didn't asked to be saved. Mr. Vaspeck didn't want to be saved. And the injury received by Mr. Hamada's "actions", as quote, causes him daily pain." Vaspeck's lawyer explained to the crowd of reporters outside the court house, regarding Vaspeck's incident with Hiro.
"Hey! I saved your life!" Hiro argued angrily, while the people held him back to make sure things between them didn't get even more worse than they already are.
"You didn't save my life! You ruined my death!" screamed Vaspeck, glaring at the young boy with eyes full of hatred.
"Listen-!" Before Hiro could shoot anything back at the injured man, he was pulled away before he could do or say anything he would regret.
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"Five days later, another suit was filed by victims of the el train accident. Hamada's court losses cost the government millions. And opened the flood gates for dozens of superhero lawsuits the world over."
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"It is time for their secret identity to become their only identity. They can either join us or go away." announced Senator Patricia Pike.
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"Under tremendous public pressure, and the crushing financial burden of an ever mounting series of lawsuits, the government quietly initiated the superhero relocation program. The supers will be granted amnesty from responsibility for past actions, in exchange for the promise to never again resume hero work. Where are they now? They are living among us. Average citizens, average heroes. Quietly and anonymously continuing to make the world a better place."
15 Years Later...
A 29-year old Hiro Takachiho, formerly known as Mr. Hamada, is now working a boring job as an agent for an insurance company, EverCare Insurance. Ever since he was forced to retire from his superhero work and live a normal life with his family, he has taken a new cover job. Needless to say, he had gained a few pounds over the years. Gogo is now an average, stay-at-home housewife. They had given birth to three children. He was now seeing a customer, Mrs. Robertson, an elderly woman and has stamped the word "DENIED" on her files.
"Denied?" She asked worriedly. "You're denying my claim? I don't understand. I have full coverage."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Robertson." sighed Hiro. "But our liability is spelled out on Paragraph 17. It states clearly..."
His phone rings, interrupting his sentence. He rolled his eyes, believing that it's probably either his boss or another customer.
"Excuse me." He answers the phone, feeling stressful. "You've reached EverCare. Hiro Takachiho speaking."
His wife, Gogo, was on the other end who was at home and giving their youngest infant child, Junichi, a bubble bath in the sink. The whole family has now moved into a new house in a new neighborhood. In all honesty, they have been moving a lot lately in the past due to either someone revealing their powers to the public or what it something else that someone didn't know? Either way, they had just moved their things into their new home and their older children were at school.
"Hey, handsome. I'm calling to celebrate a momentous occasion. We are now officially moved in." Gogo gladly declared while scrubbing the young baby's hair with soap.
Hiro exhaled a tired sigh and said, "Yeah, that's great, honey. In the last three years don't count, because..."
"Because I finally unpacked the last box. Now it's official." Gogo laughed jokingly. "Why do we have so much junk?"
"Listen, honey, I have a client." Hiro explained, certainly not in the mood to be discussing certain things with his wife while he's speaking with a customer at this time. He cannot multitask.
"Say no more." Gogo replied. "Go save the world one policy at a time, sugar. I have to go pick the kids up from school. See you tonight."
"Bye, honey." Hiro hangs up the phone to return to his conversation with Mrs. Robertson. "I'm sorry. Where were we?"
"I'm on a fixed income." sobbed the elder woman. "And if you don't help me, I don't what I'll do."
She blew her nose quite loudly into a tissue, making Hiro cringe. How was we was so tired of this painful job. And they made him give up hero work for this? Unbelievable. But being the good samaritan that he is when it comes to helping someone in need, he had to doo something, even if it meant ruining his career. Quickly peeking outside of his cubicle, looking around to make his supervisor wasn't around, he turned back to Mrs. Robertson to do something that would undoubtedly get him fired.
"Alright, listen closely." He whispered, handing her a notepad and pen. "I'd love to help you, but I can't. I'd like to tell you to take a copy of your policy to Elsa Arendelle on..."
He turned his voice down lower so no one could hear him and Mrs. Robertson hastily wrote down his instructions. "Elsa Arendelle - A-R-E-N-D-E-L-L-E - on the third floor. But I can't. I also do not advise you to fill out and file a WS2475 form with our legal department on the second floor. I wouldn't expect someone to get back to you quickly to resolve the matter. I'd like to help, but there's really nothing I can do."
"Oh, thank you, young man." She thanked him, but Hiro tried to shush her.
"I"m sorry, ma'am! I know you're upset!" Hiro poked his head over his cubicle and raised his voice loudly to whoever could be listening right now, hoping not to arouse suspicion from his boss or co-workers.
"Pretend to be upset." He told Mrs. Robertson quietly and she copied, exiting his cubicle with fake sobs. However, his boss, Mr. Evans, walked by as she did and was not happy at seeing yet another dissatisfied client leave Hiro's cubicle, let alone in tears. He marched right in, roaring with fury.
"TAKACHIHO!" He bellowed, making Hiro jolt right out of his seat. Mr. Evans slammed a file on his desk as he ranted, "You authorized payment on the Walker policy?!"
"Someone broke into their house, sir. Their policy clearly covers-" Hiro tried to explain the situation, but his boss was not having it.
"I don't want to hear about their coverage, Hiro! Don't tell me about their coverage! Tell me how you're keeping EverCare in the black. Tell me how that's possible with you writing checks to every Harry Hardluck and Sally Sobstory that gives you a phone call!"
His anger now spent, he stormed out of the cubicle, leaving Hiro all alone in his work. Hiro breathed a sigh and sat back down, mentally asking himself how does he put up with this? True, Hiro did once mention that he wanted to settle down and live a normal life, but this isn't at all what he expected.
Gogo went to pick up there eldest son and middle-born child, Hideo, who possesses his mother's ability to move faster than the speed of light and sound and tends to take advantage of them to play pranks, which can make fewer folks laugh, but can irritate many others. Take his family for example. On the way, she received word from his principal that to come to his office. She arrived to see Hideo sitting in the office with Principal Jennings and his easily-annoyed teacher, Mr. Wilson.
"I appreciate you coming down here, Mrs. Takachiho." The Principal greeted.
Gogo gave her son a hard stare, making him hastily turn his gaze to the floor to avoid eye contact with her.
"What is this about?" Gogo asked sitting next to Hideo. "Did Hideo do something wrong?"
"Well, he's been very disruptive during the class and he just openly makes a fool out of me in front of the students." explained Mr. Wilson, trying to keep his cool in front of the boy's mother and not to make a scene.
"He says." Hideo made a quiet, mocking mutter.
"Look, I know it's you!" yelled Mr. Wilson, jabbing a finger at him before looking Gogo in the eye. "He put thumbtacks on my stool."
"You saw him do this?" asked Gogo.
"Well,...I...no. Actually I didn't." Mr. Wilson answered in a deflated tone, feeling defeated.
"Huh. Then how did you know it was him?" Gogo asked, raising a suspicious eyebrow.
"I hid a camera." Mr. Wilson said, pulling out a remote. "And this time I got him."
Hideo's eyes widened when he said that. They're gonna find out he has powers because he foolishly used them to entertain himself. He looked at his mother, who was glaring at him for his actions. Gogo hoped - no - prayed that wouldn't have to move again all because Dash broke their cover again. They had just moved to a new house and starting fresh. Gogo did not want to have pay for another house because of this. As Mr. Wilson played the footage he captured, all eyes turned to the screen. At first, it was just a normal class session with Mr. Wilson walking over to his stool, but once he sat right down, he jolted right back up, yelping in pain.
"See?!" He howled, hoping they got the picture. But none of them could actually tell what was going on, since he had his head in the way. "You see? What you didn't see it?"
He rolled his eyes and replayed the scene to the beginning.
"He moves right there!" He yelled pointing to the desk Hideo was sitting at. Nothing's happened yet. "Wait! Wait!"
And then as the timeframe progresses, if you were to look directly at the screen without blinking, you could actually see Hideo dashing out of his seat and coming back all in one second.
"Right THERE! RIGHT AS I'M SITTING DOWN!" Mr. Wilson yelled. "I don't know how he does this. There isn't a tack on my stool before he moves and after he moves, there's a tack. Coincidence? I think NOT!"
Everything became unsteadily quiet now as the other two adults were giving him strange odds, as if he was crazy.
"Uh, Jerry." Principal Jennings said, putting a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.
"Don't "Jerry" me. THIS LITTLE RAT IS GUILTY!" Mr. Wilson shrilled, pointing an accusatory finger at Dash, who shrunk into his seat.
"You and your son can go now, Mrs. Takachiho. Sorry for all the trouble." said Principal Wilson, to which Mr. Wilson's eyes widen with shock.
The mother and son both left the office with Hideo smirked towards his angry teacher as they left, leaving him ranting angrily and widely, "You're letting him go again?! He's guilty! I can see it on his smug little face! GUILTY, I SAY! GUILTY! GUILTY! GUITLY!"
The car was quiet for the majority of the drive as Gogo was on the road to her other child's school next. Hideo was just too stubborn and pouty to even face his mother at this rate as he was mostly staring out the window, frowning with disappointment. For as long as he could remember, Hideo wanted to be an olympics athlete; running track and the like. But his parents, mostly Gogo, believe that he's just not qualified to earn his place in sports as he is too immature and sometimes disobedient. Gogo looked at her son and finally decided to speak to him.
"Hideo." She began with a deep sigh. "This is the third time you've been sent to the office. We need to find a better outlet. A more...constructive outlet."
"Maybe I could, if you'd let me go out for sports." Hideo replied with contempt, still refusing to look at her.
"Honey, you know why we can't do that." said Gogo.
"But I promise I'll show up." Hideo was pleading now, finally turning to her. "I'll only be the best by a tiny bit."
"Hideo Shichiro Tadashi Takachiho." Gogo looked at him sternly. "You are an incredibly competitive boy and bit of a showoff. The last thing you need is temptation."
"You always say, 'Do your best'." interjected Hideo, rolling his eyes immaturely. "But you don't really mean it. Why can't I do the best that I can do?"
"Right now, honey, the worlds just wants us to fit in. And to fit in, we just gotta be like everybody else." Gogo informed with her best serious tone, just wanting her son to understand how the world works nowadays.
"But Dad always said our powers were nothing to be ashamed of. Our powers made us special." Hideo confirmed matter-of-factly, though persistently.
"Everyone's special, Hideo." sighed Gogo, shaking her head; tired of hearing that spiel.
"Which is another way of saying nobody is." Dash grumbled and turned his head back towards the window, brooding. The conversation ended there as there was nothing else they could say to each other.
Miwa "Mi" Takachiho, the eldest child and only daughter of Hiro and Gogo. She possessed the ability to turn her whole body transparent and go by unseen. Another technique is that she can project spherical, indestructible, protective force fields around her or others to avoid damage or harm. She was still trying to perfect her force fields so they last longer, but it took a lot of practice and patience. Honestly, her entire social life was failing as she was a shy little thing, always hiding by her curtain of black hair. She wasn't popular and she didn't have a whole of friends. She had a few to start with and some people like to tease her, especially the cliques of popular girls and cheerleaders. Sometimes, Mi wished she could just disappear to escape the humiliation.
Mi stood outside the school's main entrance, idly standing next to the steps and near the bushes, instead of out in the open with the other kids as usual as she waited for her mother to pick her up. Just then, she turned towards the open school doors to see her crush, Joey Peterson, walking out with his friends as a few girls shot him flirty glances and said "hello" to him in a suggestive manner while his buddies teased him about it. Joey stopped when the felt eyes on him. He turned and saw no one there. Although confused, he waded away, shrugging it off. Mi turned her head invisible to avoid the risk of being embarrassed in front of her crush. She sat on the ground and almost let out a girlish giggle. Even though he didn't see her, he actually laid eyes on her for the first time and it brought a bright red color to her cheeks.
"He looked at me." She bleated with joy and watched him go, before a honk of a car horn interrupted her. She saw her mother and brother waiting in the car for her.
"Come on, Mi!" Hideo loudly urged her over and she rushed over to hop into the front seat, then Gogo drove back home.
After what seemed like hours of waiting impatiently in a traffic jam, much to his irritation, Hiro finally returned home after a disappointing and averagely boring day at work. He pulled up to the driveway and stepped out, when he suddenly slipped on a skateboard while hanging onto the frame of the door to hold his balance. Hiro groaned angrily and kicked it away.
"Stupid kids on the driveway." He growled under his breath before he noticed that the slips caused him to leave dents in the frame in the shape of his fingers.
"Oh, great." He rolled his eyes and tried to shut the door, but the dented frame made it impossibly. Having enough, he slammed the door very hard until it finally closed, which succeeded in shattering the window. That was the final straw. He cursed and ranted incoherently from all the first world problems he was forced to endure. Hiro was so overwhelmed with annoyance and rage that he lifted his car up and was about to toss it away in anger before he froze when he saw a little boy no younger than 5 sitting on a tricycle, gazing at him with eyes widened with shock. He was blowing bubblegum which popped to show his mouth agape.
With his anger now vanished and forgotten, Hiro quickly placed the car back down, hoping the kid didn't see too much and pretended like it didn't happen. The kid was still was still staring at him, but Hiro was not in the mood to worry about this, so he casually headed inside.
There's the next chapter. Sorry for taking so long, you guys. See you in the next chapter.