Third Chapter, and the team has split into three: Go Go and Fred going after the thief, Wasabi and Honey Lemon fighting one robot in the alleyway and Hiro and Baymax flying off, all heroic and stuff, with the second on their tail. What happens next? Find out now!
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.92: I know, but how was he to know what was going to happen next? Poor old Hiro is in for a bit of a rough ride, if you don't mind my saying...
"Keep up, Fred!" Go Go snapped, whizzing on ahead. Fred bounced along behind her on his spring-loaded boots. Inside his reptilian suit, things were beginning to heat up rapidly.
"Easier... said than... done!" He replied between leaps. Go Go skidded to a halt in front of him. "How do we know where he went anyway?"
"We don't. I'm guessing." She replied curtly, scanning the area. "We could really do with Baymax right now..."
Honey Lemon dodged a blow that was sent her way with lithe skill, ducking behind a couple of metal bins and hoping the robot didn't have an advanced scanner like Hiro had installed into his nurse-bot.
"You wanna dance, big man?" She heard Wasabi taunting, dancing about with his bright blue laser blades extended from his wrist-guards. "Come on, then; let's dance!"
His blades buzzed slightly as they sliced through the air, taking a few parts of the robot's metal armour with them. All of a sudden, she heard a great clank, followed by a shout: peeking between the bins, she saw Wasabi lying in the midst of a pile of soggy cardboard. Hurriedly typing chemical compounds into the screen of the pink handbag-like contraption hanging around her neck, she felt for the familiar twitching motion as the mechanism inside injected her choices into a fist-sized pink ball, which then popped merrily out of the hole in the end.
"Here goes nothing..." She muttered under her breath, before she leapt up from her hiding place and threw it in what she thought was the direction of their assailant. However, it turned out that the robot had moved, and instead, the projectile narrowly missed hitting her ally and exploded in a cloud of pink powder a few meters away. The looming mechanism turned to fix its blue oculars on her. Hiding was useless. She gulped.
"Oh dear..."
Baymax suddenly dropped from the sky, leaving Hiro feeling like he'd left his stomach behind somewhere, before leveling out, thrusters on full. The robot was hot on their heels, its eyes never leaving them. The boy genius just wished he had something to throw at it. He looked around frantically until he found what he was looking for.
"Over there!" He called down. The healthcare companion followed his lead, changing course sharply and heading full tilt towards a cluster of high-rise apartments. Hiro lay low so as to reduce air resistance as much as possible. He leant over to look down at the ground, to people looking up and pointing. Some gasped, looking afraid. Others, mostly the younger ones, jumped up and down, egging them on. Hiro grinned.
Baymax's flight suddenly juddered, a deafening metal clang ringing out as the other robot barged into him, trying to push him from the air. The boy looked from their attacker to the path ahead, wishing it could come closer. The enemy lashed out again, slamming into the cherry-red bot and scratching the paint from his armour.
"Try to lose him through these buildings!" Hiro shouted forward, unnerved by how close the robot was to them. The nurse-bot turned sharply, diving between the high-rise apartments. The other bot followed close behind. "Right!" Hiro yelled, then, "Left!" They headed for a precarious gap between two large buildings. Finally, he called out "Wings in, wings in!" and flattened himself against the robot's bodywork, praying that he had calculated the gap correctly.
Baymax's wings snapped in and they shot through the narrow canyon of concrete, bursting out of the other side and deploying again. Their assailant, however, was not so lucky, crashing into the side of one building in an explosion of shattered metal and severed cable.
"Yes!" Hiro cheered; although his celebration was premature, he found, when two more of the flying, blue-armoured robots appeared on either side of them. "Oh, come on!"
"I can hear something! It's coming from behind me!"
"That's your tail, Fred." Go Go sighed. They'd checked every single alleyway around here, searched from every rooftop, and yet there wasn't the faintest trace of where the criminal had got to. She gingerly slid her helmet up off her head, turning it over in her hands to observe the damage done to it when she was thrown down. The strong material was scratched and grazed, cracks snaking off in every direction. The white underneath the bright yellow paint was showing, too. She closed her eyes, her head beginning to pound again.
"Hey, are you okay?" Fred asked, genuine concern in his voice. He paced over cautiously in case she lashed out, but he needn't have worried.
"I'm fine," She assured him, looking up as he flicked back his headpiece and meeting his gaze. "I just can't believe I let that thing sneak up on me like that."
"Hey, don't worry, 'cos if it makes you feel any better, I wouldn't've noticed it either."
She quirked an eyebrow. "Hey, yeah, that makes me feel so much better." Go Go hid behind her wall of sarcasm.
"Glad to help," Fred beamed, oblivious. He took a few paces forward, ready to continue the search, when he stopped dead. "Wait a minute..."
"What now?" His friend growled, absent-mindedly reaching for the bruise on the side of her skull.
"Look at this piece of cardboard. It has a footprint on it!" He jumped forward a pace, excitement growing in his voice. "And look, this one does too! Someone came down here!"
"Yeah, they did..." Go Go leant forward to inspect the first print. "They were running, too – look at the depth of the mark. You know what, Fred? I think you might actually have done something right, for once!"
"Damn right I did!" He grinned back, then tossed his headpiece back into place and began to follow their new-found trail. Go Go gingerly replaced her helmet before dashing forward again in a blur of triumphant yellow.
"You will die." The robot span around in a circle, searching for its prey. Its oculars focused in and out wildly. It had lost them, and now it had to find them again. But where could they have gone?
The answer was behind another bin, of course. Wasabi and Honey Lemon huddled together as close as possible as the robot buzzed and hummed angrily.
"We have to work together to beat this thing!" The man hissed. Honey nodded thoughtfully.
"I know, but as soon as we jump out of here, it'll be on us like ton of bricks!"
"I have another idea." The physics student looked his friend in the eyes. "Listen: if we both go out together, we won't stand a chance, so here's the plan..."
The mechanism was just about to give up its search and go after the big, red robot when, all of a sudden, it heard a shout. Spinning around, it watched the pink one dart out from behind a bin like a rat from a drainpipe.
"Coo-ee!" Honey Lemon shouted, waving her arm above her head like some sort of princess. "Over here!"
Clank! Clank! Clank! The blue machine knifed towards her, jerking and grinding its metal jaws. While she backed away, still waving one hand, the other was hurriedly typing onto the periodic table on her purse. A yellow ball popped out of the end, which she snatched up in her fingers, aimed, and threw.
The next second, the robot's entire lower half was encased in a strange, blue-yellow foam. It desperately tried to escape, but it was no use – somehow, this odd concoction was holding it fast. Another triumphant shout echoed off the walls as the other human bounded forward, bright neon blue blades brandished high. Wasabi swung left, right, then left again, feeling the buzz as the lasers cut straight through the robot's armour, severing connections along its spine until it slumped forwards, deactivated.
Wasabi's hand shot up to his mic button. "Hiro! You there?"
The boy genius clung on for his life as Baymax went into a death-defying spin, trying desperately to lose the two bots on his tail. For a moment, Hiro ignored the message coming through the communicator, but as Baymax came out of the dive, shooting back up towards the clouds, he thought better than to keep his friend waiting.
"Hey, Wasabi! What's up?" He asked casually. His robot cut thrusters and plummeted back down again. The blue-armoured assailants gave chase.
"So how are you doing, then? You get rid of that bot?"
"That one? Piece of cake! Now, the other two, they're proving to be more of a - whoa! - a problem..."
"Other two? What other two?" Wasabi was beginning to sound worried.
"I don't know, they just appeared! Baymax is trying to – ah!"
There was a screech of static, a crash, and then Hiro stopped responding.
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