The next day at school was rough on the group. Last night's injuries combined with the disbelief of the police really shook them up. It really frustrated Tadashi. Why was everyone treating him as if he was crazy? Just because he was still grieving for the loss of his brother, didn't mean he was crazy!

Shelving those thoughts he focused on paying attention to the temporary robotics teacher, Professor Chase. The man was strictly by the book as he explained the importance of locomotion for robots.

"Locomotion is important in any robotic project you work on. The machine must be able to travel or move the parts needed to accomplish their tasks. For instance, a rover unit must be able to move across uneven terrains and a spherical robot, must be able to roll smoothly through a stable environment."

He pointed to the white board where images of different types of robots appeared. "These are some examples of different types of locomotion that have used in the past. Puma, was one of the earliest industrial robots. It moved using rollers.

The electrical self-balancing unicycle only one wheel. The unicycle is mostly used in recreation and travel. The robot must be able to fit in tiny places and handle the different environments so locomotion is the most important aspects.

Both snaking and climbing robots, such as the ACM-R5 snake robot and the Capuchin, need to mimic the ability of animals in how they move. By studying the way animals move, robots can become more advanced."

Maybe this could help me figure out how to increase Baymax's speed. He needs to move a little faster if he's to help people Tadashi thought. He vaguely copied down notes as the teacher gave them their homework.

He left class and headed to the quad. He needed some fresh air desperately. Sitting down on a bench he took a few deep breaths. "Little brother, what you do next if I died?"

Hearing the sound of gum popping, he raised his head. Go-Go and the others had joined him around the bench. He gave them a small smile and they did the same. "Hey Dashi where's Baymax?"

"I told him to stay home. After what happened last night, he needed a long recharge period," he replied. He noticed they were still staring at him. "I'm find gang. I just, I'm not happy about last night."

"You could go back and demand to talk to the officer in charge of the investigation. Surely he wouldn't dismiss you like the desk sergeant did," Honey Lemon suggested.

"Even the officer was skeptical and that was with video and eye witness testimony."

Wasabi expressed his disbelief not understanding how law enforcement could be reluctant to listen to them or truly investigate the case. Fred responded by saying a lot of police didn't care anymore about the people they were supposed to protect. Most of them wanted to abuse their power.

"Fred has a point Wasabi. I've seen it before. I'm not saying every police officer is like that. Hey Fred, your parents donate too many different charities right? Are they close with any officers?"

"Not that I'm aware. I'm more involved in the charities related to kids then the political ones. Maybe Heathcliff might know?"

"Even if he does, why would they believe a word I have to say? Everyone seems to believe I'm making up stories to deal with the grief of losing Hiro. Yes, I'm grieving, but I would never make up something like this."

"We know that Dashi. Do you think the fire marshal would listen to you?"

"Marshal Punch was certain nothing survived the fire. Again, he's another authority figure who would think I'm making stuff up to deal with my grief. I just don't know what to do gang."

None of them knew what to do. Fred said they could come over to his house. With his family's fortune and connections, maybe they could find someone to help them. At the very least, he could contact his parents. They were vacationing on the family island in the Caribbean's, but were easy to reach by satellite feed.

Tadashi agreed to swing by with Baymax after he checked in with his Aunt Cass. When he had showed up with more bandages she had become dreadfully upset. She had lectured him once again about how she couldn't handle it if he died too and how upset she was that he had snuck out.

He couldn't let his aunt suffer another breakdown. It was one thing to endanger his health. It was something else entirely if he caused his aunt health to deteriorate.


When he arrived at the Lucky Cat Café, he was surprised to see Baymax helping Aunt Cass by serving the food. While he served he was talking about the health benefits of the food served.

"Gluten free muffins are much healthier for your diet. Along with it being healthier you can avoid triggering a wheat allergy or developing celiac disease. Do you wish to learn more about healthy eating habits?"

"Baymax over here please. Aunt Cass can I talk to you for a second?" Tadashi asked as he pushed both of them into the residential area.

"Tadashi, I hope you didn't mind me asking Baymax to help me out today. He was done charging an hour ago and I needed a bit of help."

"Indeed. Assisting Aunt Cass has helped my social interaction with people. I have learned several new behavior cues."

Tadashi assured his aunt it was fine to ask Baymax for help when she needed it. "I wanted to let you know I'm heading over to Fred's for a study group. If Baymax is free, I was hoping he could join me."

Aunt Cass still needed some help so Baymax agreed to stay. Giving her a quick hug, Tadashi left for Fred's house.


In the meantime, in an abandoned factory, Yokai was busy with repairing the part of the machine he had recovered from the bay. After being in the water for a few years, it needed a lot of new parts if it was to function correctly.

So far, his examination revealed problems with the stability of the frame, along with serious corrosion inside. Sections had been burned out which meant the magnetic confinement unit was shot. It would be too dangerous to attempt reintegrate this part with the other two, unless that MCU was fixed.

He mentally reviewed the inventory or tech he had stolen. There was enough to do the repairs and have a surplus if he needed to fix it again. He was cautious considering he might only have one chance to use this.

"Hmm, the wiring has to be redone completely and the new components have to be both compatible and upgraded from the original design. I want this to be as stable as possible. If it's not, then my plans will fail!" Yokai said to himself as he directed the microbots to finish gutting the machinery.

The microbots were moving sluggishly today. They should have already finished gutting the machinery, but they were only half done. His orders had been clear and precise. There was no reason they should be running at half speed. Yokai frowned unhappily.

He left the main factory floor and went into an office room. He had converted it to a small treatment/recovery room. Tools and medical supplies on one side of the room and an elaborate medical bay on the other. He had everything he needed to ensure his vengeance would be successful.

Picking out the supplies he needed, Yokai walked into the bay and started setting up the IVs with powerful drugs and turning on an oxygen tank. After a few deep breaths, he started talking out loud.

"I need to increase the speed of the microbots. They're not responding as well as I would like. It would help greatly if I figured out way to boost brain power. But how do I do that?"

Yokai tried to recall everything he had learned about biology while pairing it up with robotics. After a few minutes a solution came to him. If he used a combination of the medicine called, Ambien, along with electrostimulation, the brain should be about twenty percent more active.

I'll need to perform a few tests before I use it. Without the right combination there surely will be brain damage. I'll get to that in a little bit. I need to get started on repairing the piece of the machine I have, while locating the second part.

After finishing up in the treatment room, he headed back to the main floor. He was pleased to see the microbots had picked up the pace. They had finished their task and now it was time to restore the tech to good as new.

"Replace the wiring with the new fiber optic cables. I also want to new circuits to increase the efficiency of the machine. Test every magnetic confinement unit to make sure it doesn't fail. Fix the paneling after that's all done," Yokai called out as he gestured what he wanted the tiny robots to do.


He walked over to his sound board and started doing some mathematical calculations of where the second piece of the machinery he needed would be hiding. The machine he was recreating had three parts which had been scattered around the city.

"Let's see, if I take in account the distance between the original site and the safe distance it could be stored in the city without reacting to the other pieces, along with the types of vehicles used to transport it and those capable of hiding it, then take in account of the years of erosion, I should be able to pinpoint the location of the next piece."

Yokai used a computer to run his calculations, while he studied some newspaper articles, he had saved. He looked at articles about construction work or pipes being replaced.

Once his calculations were finished, he did a grid search of the city looking to find a place that matched up with any of the articles he had found. One by one he eliminated construction areas that were too small or not deep enough to bury a part of the machine he needed.

Refining his calculations one more time, he found what he was looking for. He growled as he realized where the piece had been buried. "It just had to be buried next to the kid's under tons of asphalt, concrete, and large pipes."

It was as if fate was mocking him. He was being drawn back once more to a place he rather shun. "On the bright side, this might be the opportunity to get my message across. They want to keep interfering, then they'll just have to face the consequences of their actions."

If he was going to pull this off, Yokai needed all the advantages available to him. If he didn't get the second piece there was no reason to go after the third. It was time to start experimenting.

Making sure the microbots were still repairing the piece of the machine he had collected, he headed back up to the medical room. In there he had a small lab space where he could work.

Taking a couple of blood samples, he studied it under the high powered microscope. He added a tiny pinch of the active ingredients of Ambien, and studied the interaction in the sample. So far there was no negative reaction.

Slowly he increased the dose. The stronger the dose, the more positive reaction. When he added 11mgs only then did he start to see signs of the blood cells starting to interact in a negative way.

"So, I should use no more than 10mgs. Based on weight, gender, and medical condition, the best dosage would be 8mgs. These blood tests are encouraging. Hopefully further testing will prove this is an effective treatment."

The next step was to see if and how the medicine would respond to electrostimulation. Lacking brain samples to use for testing, he decided to use other tissue samples, before using the electrode pads.

Using a tiny jolt, he watched through the microscope of how the blood cells start to move faster when stimulate. According to recent medical journals he had read a few weeks ago, EBS could increase blow flow and be targeted to one specific area to prevent damage.

On the other hand. Some reports showed there was inconsistencies between test subjects, depending on gender an environmental factors. Which meant, if was to combine the two treatments together, he need the right combination of medicine and electrical jolts.

After another two hours of experimentation, Yokai was patiently waiting to review the PET scans taken during the administration of the treatment. The areas of the brain, which he wanted to be stimulated were actively responding to the treatment.

"No side effects at all. Also, no signs of brain damage. A protective suit with built in stimulation and drug administration would be the best way to give treatment without causing harm," Yokai muttered to himself as he finished looking at the scans.

He still had a few hours before midnight. It would be the perfect time to strike. Not only would he be able to recover the second piece with little trouble, his victims would be sound asleep, leaving them vulnerable to his attack.


It was nearly midnight as Heathcliff was driving everyone home. The last few hours had been exhausting. Fred had called everyone on his parents contact list asking for help to get the police to follow up their lead, but most of them thought Fred was prank calling them because of his obsession with his comic book collection.

So the others each took turns calling contacts. Each had met their own frustrations on the phone. Go-Go lost her patience waiting on hold for a long time to talk to government officials. It resulted in her yelling at a few for keeping her on hold and then the call would be disconnected.

Wasabi's problem was he started stammering when anyone he talked to started to intimidate him. His voice would get very squeaky and he would hurriedly say goodbye.

Honey Lemon's cheerful demeanor did work. She actually managed to have a polite conversation with some of directors from different charity groups. However, none of them had enough power to persuade the police to take the group seriously.

Tadashi had some luck getting people interested in what he had to say. He was hopeful until the people he contacted wanted to know if he was interesting in being interviewed for a news article. He hung up on those.

Fred had tried to get in touch with his parents with no luck. They were on a three day cruise between the islands they owned and wouldn't be able to get back to their son for a few days.

Tadashi was feeling depressed. He had placed all his hopes on someone listening to them and changing the police's minds. Instead, they had been ignored or almost used to help other people.

"I can't believe how difficult this is. It's really hard to convince people that you're telling the truth. I'll never get justice for Hiro at this rate." Tadashi slouched in his seat and muttered it would take an act of God to convince someone he was telling the truth.

Suddenly the road began to quake, causing the limo to lose traction and slide into a dumpster. Cracks began to form in the road as some of the buildings bottom floors rattled.

San Fransokyo was known for earthquakes. The Great Catastrophe of 1906 had nearly destroyed the entire city because of an earthquake. Yet, this earthquake was unusual.

It didn't appear to be natural. A natural epicenter would have the earthquake growing outwards, but this quake seemed to be keeping to the epicenter. Only a bit of the quake was growing outwards.

"It's a man-made earthquake!" Fred said, hugely familiar with them because of his comic collection. "Yokai must be up to something big!"

"Normally I wouldn't agree with Fred, but all this ahhhh light shaking has convinced me ahhh!" Wasabi responded.

"It's coming from the direction of my home. Aunt Cass is in danger!" Tadashi shouted as he felt an adrenaline rush. Despite the danger, he started running down the street in the direction of the café.


Mochi had been sleeping on Cass's bed, when he felt something unnerving. He woke up and headed to the window, his fur standing on ends as he felt a disaster approach.

Staring out the window, he let out a series of hisses as he saw the bad human arriving on a wave of black. He snarled as those black things, play items his human's littlest nephew had made, started to crawl up the house briskly.

Mochi jumped back on the bed and frantically started meowing trying to get his person to wake up. Tonight was one of those nights she was too exhausted to be woken up by anything.

Mochi kneaded her, poked her head with his paw, and even licked her, but she continued to sleep. The windows were now pitch black and the cat was afraid. He sniffed the air, the big nephew wasn't here, but that nice big metal man was.

The calico male skidded out of his person's room and jumped up the stairs to the boys' bedroom. He looked frantically for signs of the metal man, but he wasn't here. Mochi was ready to head back down when he caught a glimpse of something splotchy.

Cats did have color vision. While the strongest colors they could see were blues and grays, they did see other colors, only they were very saturated and the hues weren't very bright. This meant while Mochi couldn't see that the splotchy item was red, he could tell that the object was related to the metal man.

The cat started to scratch the item and meowing as loud as possible. He kept whining and scratching until he saw something flashing on the item. He stepped back as he watched the metal man appear before his eyes.

"Hello, I am Baymax. Your personal healthcare…" Baymax stopped just noticing there was no human nearby. He heard an insistent meowing and saw Mochi sitting there screeching. "Hello Mochi, I am not a personal vet."

Mochi just flicked his tail and headed to the window. Sensing the cat was trying to show him something, he went over the window and saw the microbots crawling up the windows as they finished covering the building. "Oh no."

Cass was sleeping peacefully, dreaming of meeting famous chefs from all around the world, when she felt a strange sensation between her legs. Something that was vaguely familiar from when she was a tiny girl.

She woke up with a start and threw her covers off. There were no spots on the bedding, just the bottom part of her pajamas. Cuddling Mochi in one hand and an empty glass of water in the other, was Baymax. "Good, you're awake."

"Baymax, what do you think you're doing?" Aunt Cass asked angrily.

"Evacuating you from forthcoming danger in an unstable building," He replied. He pointed to her windows. Aunt Cass only saw microbots pushing on the glass for a second, before they crashed through sending the glass flying.

Aunt Cass quickly covered up her face with her hands. Small slivers of glass entrenched in her palms. She let out a painful howl as Baymax pull her to the ground as more of the microbots started pouring through every door and window. Add the intense shaking coming from outside, it was one home Great Catastrophe!

Baymax assessed the situation. While his patient was injured, it was imperative to get out of the danger zone before treating them. "You are injured. We must leave this place now. Can you hold the hairy baby tightly?"

"Yes, get us out of here Baymax!" Aunt Cass screamed as she pulled Mochi into her arms and hugged him tightly. The cat dug his claws into her pajamas as far as he could without shredding her skin.

The microbots were tossing the bedroom apart. Everything in the closet was ripped to shreds and the dresser was flipped over. The tiny machines were drilling into the walls forming holes.

Keeping his patients under his big belly Baymax had them crawl under him as pieces of drywall fell from the ceiling. Upon entering the living room, there was even more damage here. Appliances had been broken and the outlets were burning. Her small kitchen area was a disaster.

As if sensing her presences, a wave of microbots used the stairway down like a chute, pouring more and more of them to block her escape. Mochi hissed and batted a few microbots away as his person was bombarded by them.

Unfortunately, Mochi was one cat against a million tiny microbots, who could take any shape they wanted. Aunt Cass yelped as she got hit in the arms and face. "Baymax help!"

Wrapping himself entirely around Aunt Cass, the medical robot rolled down the stairs and bowled out of the café. He uncurled to let Aunt Cass and Mochi get out only for them to clinger tighter to him.


In the middle of the four way stop, Yokai had created a giant drilling platform. It was currently making its way through the sewer pipes as it searched deeper into the crust to find what he was looking for.

The gang ran towards the café and stopped in sheer disbelief. Yokai noticed them and started spinning his hand. Some of the microbots broke away from the drill and formed a tornado!

He sent the tornado straight at the group. They dodged it when it first past them. Then it came back a second time and it picked up Fred, who started to scream.

"If I wasn't afraid of dying this would be cool! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!" Fred was being bounced around hitting the sides of the man-made tornado. His clothes were starting to tear apart.

"Hold on Freddy, we'll save you!" Honey Lemon shouted anxiously. "Um how do we save him?" she asked in a loud voice over the roaring wind.

"We have to get the neural transmitter from Yokai! It's got to be in his mask! No transmitter, no microbot' storm!" Tadashi responded. He was about to suggest a plan when he saw the trouble his aunt and Baymax were in.

"AUNT CASS! BAYMAX!"

The two of them turned towards Tadashi's voice. Aunt Cass eyes were wide with fear as she clutched tightly to Mochi. Baymax started to get up to carry the woman to safety.

Yokai saw this out of the corner of his eyes. He took his attention off the drill for a second and gestured with hands towards the members of Tadashi's family.

In seconds, the three of them in restraints hampering their movements. The restraints squeezed them tightly making it problematic to breathe for the human and the cat. The pressure on Baymax was straining his skeleton.

Tadashi ran towards his family only to be picked up by the tornado that was still spinning around the streets. His hat flew off his head and soared away.

He was flailing around when his friends were scooped up in the storm as well. All of them were shrieking and being banged up considerably. They were completely helpless.

Returning his attention to his drill, Yokai increased the speed of the drill. With all the commotion happening the police would be here any minute. He was sure he could beat them without any trouble.

The reason he didn't want the police around was because it would cause problems later in his scheme. If he removed the obstacles beforehand, then those problems wouldn't pop up.

The best way to deal with the problem, was to prevent them for reaching him in the first place. Underneath the mask, he simpered. Oh, tonight he was on a roll or should he say sinkhole

Knowing he only had one shot at this, considering he his mental focus was stretched between three different ideas, he commanded a hundred microbots to create sinkholes in all four directions to keep the police from getting any closer.

As the cop cars game closer they could make out two large black things in the horizon. They drove a little faster to get a good look only for the cars to fall into the sinkholes and get stuck in the muddy ground. It was a scramble as they tried to get out of their cars.

Satisfied the police wouldn't be getting here anytime soon, he returned his attention back to drilling through the ground below him. He had made it through the sewer pipe and had now reached the crust.

The microbots kept going and going. Making their way through dirt and rock layers. When he finally drilled through 21120 feet of dirt, which converted into four miles, he finally struck something metal.

"Yes, need to get a visual on this." He had stolen ground penetrating radar equipment knowing it would be helpful is his search. The device sent out several pings and Yokai was able to see the exact position of piece he needed.

The tornado of microbots broke apart. The five humans came crashing down towards the street. Lucky or unlucky, all the shaking had rolled a dumpster full of garbage down the sidewalk. They all landed in there with various states of conciseness.

The restraints also broke and Aunt Cass and Mochi could finally breathe properly. Baymax checked to make sure his skeleton was in stable condition before reflating. He had a lot of patients to tend to.

The villain ignored them as he used the tiny robots to create a giant crescent shape hole in the middle of the street. He thrust his hands down and out. The ground shook and the glass from the nearby buildings cracked.

The second piece of the machine was pulled out of the ground and into the air. It appeared to be held up by a million ants, even more of them were coming out of the hole with tiny pieces of metal, lights, and some wires, on their backs.

"Yes! The piece is mine! One more and I'll be able to assemble the machine."

"Hey!"

Yokai turned his head as he saw Tadashi trying to drag himself closer. Even as hurt as he was, the college student refused to pass out. No doubt about it, the Hamada boy had spirit.

Crossing his arms the supervillain stared down at Tadashi. "Haven't you learn by now to stay down? Keep pursuing me and I will kill you!"

Determinedly, Tadashi stood up. Despite the pain he was in, he wouldn't back down. "I won't stay down! Those microbots are my little brother's legacy and I will not tolerate you using them to commit crimes!"

"What are you going to do about it? These robots are mine now and I will use them as I see fit! Your brother's legacy will help me complete my legacy. Last chance to back off."

Tadashi took one step forward, ignoring the yells from his friends to come back.

"Death it is then." The microbots formed into pointy tentacles, all aimed to stab the college kid to death when a blinding light came down upon the two of them.

"THIS IS THE POLICE. STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND LIE DOWN IN SURRENDER. YOU HAVE ONE MINUTE TO COMPLY!"

Clearly enraged now, Yokai turned his pointy tentacles towards the police helicopter and fired. The helicopter managed to avoid all of them, but three of them impaled the helicopter's rotors. The copter spun out of control in the sky.

None of the group saw where the helicopter crash landed. What they did witness was Yokai taking off into the night with his prize. Tadashi tried to chase after them, but failed.


It took around two hours for the police and EMTs to find a safe route to reach the Lucky Cat Café. The group was inside as the EMTs checked to make sure Baymax had attend the injured correctly.

Aunt Cass was covered in a blanket as the EMT checked to make sure they last of the glass had been removed from her hands. "Looks like your robot did a good job. There's no glass left in your hands. I'm going to try to reduce your bruises further, alright?"

Aunt Cass nodded numbly. "How are my nephew and his friends are doing? Did they sustain any significant injuries?" She tried to turn around to see for herself only for the EMT to gently turn her back towards her.

"Let's focus on you first. Afterwards you can see your nephew."

The college kids had several cuts and bumps on their bodies. The man made tornado had shredded their bandages around their abrasions, which had to cleaned and disinfect again.

Tadashi's foot injury had grown a little bit. He need a few stitches to close the cut and his foot was completely bandaged now. "Try to stay off your foot. The ankle needs time to heal. You're likely to slow down the recovery time if you keep using it."

Tadashi nodded before glaring at the police. He recognized two of the officers. One was the desk sergeant and the other was the one who had questioned him after Yokai had intruded into his home. "Do you believe me now?"

The first officer cleared his throat. "We did believe you when you said there was an intruder. We've been searching our criminal database to find someone who matched your description."

"Really? Because when I came to the station last night to report a lead, I was ignored and told I was a liar by him!" Tadashi pointed to the desk sergeant, who looked a little sheepish.

"I apologize Mr. Hamada. Your story sounded a little farfetched to be true."

"Well thanks to your ignorance, that criminal was able to come here and attack us and destroy property. He got away with something and now no one knows where he is," Go-Go retorted sarcastically.

"Young lady, I would adjust your attitude when speaking to the authorities in the future." He assured Tadashi and Aunt Cass they would make this case their number one priority.

The two humans and the cat looked doubtful of this. Even Baymax looked puzzled by that statement. It was clear they didn't have any faith in the justice system.

As soon as they're gone, I'm going to take Fred up on his offer. If I'm to get justice for Hiro, then its time I suit up and be a superhero.