I. The mysterious cove...

Hiccup landed on a small perch outside the oddly glowing entryway and dismounted off of Toothless. The two shared curious looks before the man fearlessly unsheathed his fire sword and led the way. Toothless warily wandered in after him. At the mouth, Hiccup turned suddenly to face his bud.

"Toothless," he was troubled, but he couldn't help being a little put out, "Do you not trust me?" The dragon blinked in surprise. The splendor of beautiful, emerald-looking quartz that made up the walls distracted the Night Fury. He only heard Hiccup distantly. "Because lately it really feels like-,"

"Rawwwwwr!" Toothless declared.

Hiccup turned with some skepticism and gazed upon the cove in wonder. The two walked side-by-side inward to marvel at the natural formation that rounded internally in the gemmed opening and sparkled dimly as they went in deeper. Toothless turned excitedly to Hiccup as he said:

"Can you imagine what we could get for this on the market, Toothless?" The dragon reeled back a little uncertainly as he continued on, "We don't know what this stuff can do, but I imagine a lot of people would trade their wares with Berk just to haveit for decoration. It could liven up a den."

Toothless moaned in quiet discontentment.

Hiccup laid a hand against his dragon's neck and he relaxed a little, the two wandered in deeper and Hiccup had to view his footing to make sure he didn't fall. Toothless made sure he had enough support for him to lean on. They came to an upwards chasm that expanded out, Toothless took a couple of moments to gaze upon the stalactites glittering mutely on the ceiling while Hiccup stumbled over some stalagmites on the ground as he fumbled over to where a bare patch on the cave wall was. Hiccup placed his hand there and wondered.

"Someone had to come here before, this cave was hollowed out by something." he turned to Toothless. "Bud, think you can shoot a blast down that cave and see if we're lurking?"

The Night Fury yelped happily with the idea that this was just like old times and shot a tremendously fast blast that lit up the cove brightly as it went straight as an arrow ahead of them. Hiccup rubbed his hands together and hopped a little.

"Just think, bud..."

Toothless turned to him.

More Night Furies. A new dragon species.

"We could be rich!"

Baby bewildebeasts?

"We could feed Berk and the surplus of other dragons on all kinds of new cuisine and get exotic pelts and just think! Eret and his crew really opened up our minds to all these things. We might not even have to fly much other than to-,"

Toothless screeched out and hurtled away from Hiccup.

"Wait, bud, hold on! You know I can't-,"

He didn't hear the rest; Toothless was tired of all these fast and complicated changes. He wanted to fly and be with his best friend. He wanted to explore and go look for dragons, new worlds and new adventures. But most of all, Toothless wanted the old Hiccup back. He stopped towards the end.

There was nothing here, just a vaguely luminous backdrop.

Come back to me. The words rang in his memory.

Toothless dropped his head in sadness.

II. A bank robbery in progress...

"Hiro!" GoGo chastised loudly in his headwear.

"Huh? What?" He shook his head and realized that he and Baymax were doing a wide, arcing loop-de-loop to swipe up another villian; there were already four in their custody.

"The girls-," Wasabi started.

"A-hem!"

"The guys-," Fred tried.

GoGo cut in, "The women nabbed 4 and Wasabi got 1."

"But Fredzilla helped Wasabi get that one."

"It's okay, Hiro." Honey said suddenly. "You and Baymax are really working overtime lately. We'll pick up the slack."

"Head in the game, Hiro." GoGo snapped, undeterred.

A quick sweep of the surrounding area revealed his team had caught nine of the ten criminals. This was a big one; these guys weren't just threatening and taking. They had actually possibly shot one of their hostages. Cops were on that side of it while Big Hero 6 took care of the bad guys.

"It is all right, Hiro," Baymax told him as he expanded his legs out and relied on the momentum to anchor him down as he went for the man while shortening out his fired heels.

"Honey is right, I will apprehend this last felon. Stay put."

Hiro briefly caught a glimpse of the island where they had faced Callaghan before the robot caught the skinny, ragged man between his crimson legs and, pinning him in gently, he managed to avoid collatral damage by stretching out his big body to glide smoothly into the bay. Hiro reacted instantly:

"Baymax, I DIDN'T DESIGN YOU TO GLIDE!"

"Oh, no."

Baymax instantly burst out of his suit and sheltered the five men in his arms. "Hiro!" He called in as much alarm as was possible for him. GoGo swiftly caught the boy to her chest as Baymax landed back-first. "Your core tempratures are plummeting rapidly, you require my immediate aid sirs."

The cold, shivering and water-chilled men bared their teeth.

...

"Thank you," the mayor, who had been passing through on his way to that very bank, shaked a suited Baymax's hand. "As always, the citizens of San Fran are eternally gratified."

"Of course, sir." Said Honey, shaking his assistant's hand.

"Always a pleasure to help," Fred shook with three hands.

"Just another day," GoGo was cheerful for once.

"We're happy to do it." Wasabi said humbly.

"Yeah, right," Hiro mumbled as he stood off to the side.

"Young leader," the teen looked up to the smirking mayor who loomed over him. He glanced over at the impending, grinning journalists. "And idea who's gonna clean this up?"

All cameras turned to the ripped-up street.

Hiro breathed harder now, his already racing mind sprinted.

"Hero One," Baymax knew never to call him that Hiro in their hero personas. "Your heart rate is rising and you are breathing erratically." Everyone, even his teammates, were laughing. Hiro clenched his fists, remembering Cindy Keller the first robot-fighting champion. He remembered how she had given up the thing she loved to be someone she wasn't.

Everyone was still laughing.

"One, what's wrong?" GoGo asked good-naturedly.

Everyone laughed, everyone but Baymax.

"I am going to need to remove your headgear soon to scan your brainwaves; the interference of our communicators-,"

Hiro ripped off his helmet and threw it to the ground, he shouted. "No secrets!" The teen roared as the glass front cracked on a cinder block. "My name is Hiro Hamada and I fear no one from San Fransoyko. If you want to come and find me, you face the most powerful force in this country."

Everyone hushed.

"We're Big Hero 6," his tone softened, "We're here to help the sick and injuried," he walked down the street in slow, deliberate steps, "and we're here to defend you and yours!"

The crowd broke into applause.

"Hiro?" Baymax nudged him gently.

"One," Wasabi stressed comedically as Hiro quickly shook his head and snapped out of what he was disappointed to discover was a daydream. His friends stared at him with questions on their faces, he looked up at his blinking bot.

"Uh... yeah." He grinned meekly and nodded. "Who-who's gonna clean those roads up, right?" His team kept stealing glances at him as Hiro fought the urge to get away. When he finally told them he had something to do in order to do this, Baymax lingered and waited for his specific orders.

"Baymax, go hang out with the others." Hiro told him.

His teammates were watching after him as he assured them that he just needed to run a quick errand and he would meet them over at Aunt Cass's. Baymax was the last one of them to turn and head to the Lucky Cat Cafe as Hiro dashed off.

To be continued...