Hiro jogged down the corridors of SFIT in order to catch up to Gogo. She earned her namesake well, because she was not only quick on her bike, car, and on maglev discs, but also on her feet.

He was pleasantly surprised to the fact that so far, it looked like he was on the right track for his date.

When he finally reached the room in which he and gang had received permission to use for the Sim, he took out his key card to swipe threw the scanner.

The door had a lock that would only open if you had a sort of credit card style key, and you swiped it through the "lock." They had decided to have it there so random students didn't come by to mess with stuff.

He swung the door open to find Gogo already sitting in one of the large Sim chairs, playing on her phone. She looked up and smirked.

"Took you long enough."

Hiro simply rolled his eyes and walked over to his computer in the corner.

"Alright whatever. You're just faster than I am." He turned his attention back to his computer monitor.

"Now let's get you plugged in."

Gogo leaned her head back as her chair reclined back. As it moved, bands locked her wrists and ankles into the armrests and foot rests. When the chair came to a stop, another band, similar in appearance to Hiro's neural transmitter was wrapped around Gogo's forehead.

The band then began to glow blue as the Sim program prepared for launch.

Hiro's again attention turned back to his screen as a flashing blue btton appeared.

COMENCENCE SIMULATION

"You ready Gogo?" He called, yelling over the whir of the Sim warming up.

"Just press the damn button!" She yelled as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back down.

He swiveled back and pressed the button. And AI voice came over the speakers in his computer.

INITIATION IN T-MINUS 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!

Hiro threw his hands to cover his ears as the screech of the Sim became deafening. Luckily, it subsided after about ten seconds. He quickly checked Gogo's pulse. As it was normal, he strapped himself into the chair next to her's.

He tapped a buttons on the small console on his armrest, muttering the labels as he pressed them.

"Add subject two, join server, server one, join subject one."

He leaned back and closed his eyes as the whir of the Sim grew louder and louder and louder.

INITIATION IN T-MINUS 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!

White. Blinding white.

But after a few moments, he could hear a faint call, progressively getting louder. And soon after, he could tell they were saying his name. His vision was starting to clear out, but blurry colors were still doing one-eighties around his peripheral. But a round shape was starting to come into focus...it looked like a person, and the longer he sat there the more pissed they seemed to get.

"hiro...Hiro...HIRO!" SMACK

Gogo's brisk slap in the face quickly straightened his vision. She stretched out a hand to help him up, and he accepted with grace, still rubbing his red cheek.

After regaining his footing, Hiro looked around. They appeared to be in a sort of giant white sphere. His lips curved upward into a smile as he recognized it: the Arena.

Despite the spherical formation, there were two almost dugout looking chambers at four "corners" of the sphere on the bottom. These chambers were the changing rooms and where their gear would be located.

"Alright," Hiro said, turning to face Gogo, "you take that room, I'll take this one," he jerked his thumb to the room behind him, "and we'll get suited up. After I get my stuff on, I'll show you some of the stuff its got before we fight. It's only fair, as I know the stuff your suit can do."

She smirked slightly and shook her head as she crewed her gum. "Don't pat yourself on the back genius." She remarked before turning on her heel for the nearest chamber.

Several minutes, Gogo emerged in her suit with her discs with on her back. Her eyes swiveled to the chamber Hiro had gone into to suit up. She had not taken too long, but she was wondering why it was taking him so long. It couldn't take that long to put on could on.

But, as if on queue, Hiro clambered out of the small hatch on the top of his room...in his regular clothes, wearing a wicked smile.

She raised her eyebrow, feeling slight annoyed. "Uh, Hiro," she tried to say, but he cut across her before she could continue.

"I know, no armor. But I said I would show you some functions, so without further ado, Hiro 2.0!" And with a flourish he spread his arms out as though he was going to take flight. Silence accompanied his outcry, and Gogo was just starting to think of a snarky comment to say when a flying cloud of, things, tore a hole in the floor behind Hiro and then began to fly rings over their heads.

Gogo jumped back and stared at the cloud of what looked like a swarm of bees, fly inches above her head and loop around to fly towards Hiro. They seemed to simply cover him in a dark metal cloud until, they began to...take shape.

It was like watching his microbot presentation all over again, expect the pieces connected and wove together to form a badass armor suit. She could see the pieces connect and transform to form an exoskeleton, and then begin to weave an outer shell of armor plating. When it was finished, all pieces had settled, her jaw dropped.

In her opinion, he looked like if you took a samurai, a spartan from Halo, Tyrael from Diablo, and a hood and long cloak that looked like it was strait off the body of the Grim Reaper. The hood cast a dark dark shadow over his face. It was so dark the she couldn't make out any of the features on his helmet that was undoubtedly under the hood. Not only that, but he was enormous! Seven to eight foot! It was only when he raised his two enormous gauntlet covered hands to lower his hood that she snapped back to reality.

He chuckled at the sight of her face as he took off his relatively simple helmet (it was a silver version of his older helmet, but with a much larger visor and no fins on top). She was trying desperately to recover her cool and unimpressed demeanor, but it was too late. He had seen her pale white face and gaping mouth.

"So...what do yah think?" he asked sheepishly. It took her a second to respond.

"It's...well, surprisingly not surprising. How do you control all that? What can it do? Why is there-" He cut her off before she could start to ramble.

"Hold on un momento! I will explain, but one thing at a time." He clapped his hands together. "So let's get started shall we. First off, what you just saw, was actually pulled mostly from microbot technology. First, instead of a neuro transmitter, which can be hijacked, I've tapped into my nervous system through a few micro repeaters in my forearms. That way, I can control the bots in a similar fashion as microbots, or use them to make this armor. Only this time 'round, in order to control these, you'll need to dig the micro transmitters out of my forearms and implent them in yourself which is a dangerous and tedious process. Also, each of the individual pieces have a tiny retro rocket inside, allowing them the ability to fly. Now, when the suit is built and all pieces are together, then the individual tiny rockets connect to form less but much more powerful rockets. These also have a chip in them that muffles the noise by a large margin as they are really loud. And when these rockets fire off..."

He stood up straight, and the jets all over the armor fired up. Two were in the bottom of his boots, two larger ones on his back, two on the sides of his gauntlets, and two in his palms (it reminded her a lot of Iron Man). He also hadn't lied about that muffler, and while it by no means, not loud, it was significantly quieter than she expected.

She laughed as he hovered around in circles, doing "flips" and "parkour." She laughed particularly hard when he started playing Michael Jackson and doing the lean and moon walking.

When he finally landed, he continued to tell her about all the ridiculous amount of features on his suit. First, he showed her the wings that allowed him actual flight, similar to Baymax. But while Baymax had wings of carbon fiber and titanium, his where made of a substance he dubbed "hard light" as it really was the best way of describing it.

"It allows for tight maneuvering at supersonic speeds, and they are practically invincible to physical means. Wasabi helped me design them, or rather, is helping."

She raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean is?"

He scratched his head absentmindedly. "Well, while they work perfectly fine here in the Sim, they are actually quite unstable in reality. It's hard to contain, and is potentially very dangerous. So, my real life prototype doesn't have that feature on it yet. I can still hover around using the rockets, but in order for sustained flight, the wings are necessary. I also can't show you them here as the map we've chosen is a bit too small. That's another problem is that in order to work properly as of now, they need a huge jump start in speed, which we don't have the room for in here."

She chuckled. "Well you're in quite a pickle there aren't you. And that ain't the only thing you need to work on. Dude, you need a better color scheme."

Hiro groaned. "I know! I'm having a hard time on coming up with one. For now, by default, the Sim colors it silver."

Another feature was the long cloak that covered most of his armor, was a special blend of metals, similar in theory to chain mail. It was, for lack of a better word, movable like a fabric, but it was definitely metal. She watched in awe as he demonstrated how the cloak alone could shrug off an RPG. Granted, he went flying back onto his ass, but he wasn't at all hurt, and besides a large burn mark on the cloak, there was no physical damage.

"Now," he continued holding up his two gauntlets, "I have a few features on these babies I'd like you to see. I have three modes of weaponry on these. First, is tranq," His gauntlet plating shifted and transformed until all around his wrists were tubes, each with a glowing green bolt in them. "This mode is for putting someone to sleep."

"Yeah, I figured as much." Gogo replied with her usual hint of sarcasm.

He chuckled. "Shut up. Now, as you can also probably guess, those little greens bolts are filled with tranquilizers that can put damn rhino to sleep in one. Border line dangerous, but I've run plenty of diagnostics, they're non lethal. Worst case scenario, victim's in a coma for a few days. Honey gave me a hand in developing that bit. These tubes here are compressed air that can launch them with precision for about 100 meters."

He sneezed before continuing."Next mode, is stun." The armor plating again shifted and formed into another form. This time, both his gauntlets glowed a menacing electric blue. An angry hum could be heard emanating from them as sparks of electricity sparked off his clenched fists.

"In this mode, there are about 60,000 thousand volts coursing through my forearms and feet. A normal police issue taser uses about 50,000, but for me, I wanted to be able to immobilize a target with a punch or two."

He then proceeded to demonstrate on a few AI criminals. Both were immediately incapacitated with a single punch. She also marveled at how powerful the suit was, sending the men flying several feet with the lightest hits.

"I bet I can hit this one at least twenty feet." Hiro said grinning over at her a few meters away. As the AI approached him, he closed the distance in an instant, and with a vicious uppercut, sent the android soaring. She couldn't help but laugh as the rag doll body did flips and its limbs waving wildly before crashing down with a sickening crunch.

"Well then," she said, chuckling lightly as she stared at the motionless body, "might wanna dial down on the punching power. But, I gotta admit that you gotta a mean swing."

He smiled. "Yah think so?" She smiled in return.

"Yeah." There was a moment of silence as they stared, smiling into each others' eyes. Thankfully, he broke the silence. He coughed lightly.

"Anyway, I got one last attack mode on the suit. Now, I don't ever really plan on using it, but, better safe then sorry. Plus, it'll be useful in the ring against you and the gang tomorrow." She rolled her eyes.

"Just get on with it. What is it?"

"Well, you can probably guess what it does by the name: lethal" As soon as the word escaped his mouth, his armor all over his body began to shift. Gogo's eyes widened as she saw a myriad of weapons being folded out. On his right arm, a enormous mingun, barrels spinning with a menacing rumble. A chain of bullets ran from the gun into a slot behind his right shoulder. His left carried four shotguns lined up on each side of his forearm. Finally, on each of his shoulder, rocket pods rose slowly from the plating.

Hiro chuckled as Gogo's jaw hit the floor what felt like the thousandth time. Before she could speak, he cut in.

"And, that's not all." He took a firm stance, and drew his arms behind his back. Then, in one swift motion, he swung then around forward. where his two armored gauntlets connected and began to fuse together. And slowly, a long barrel could be seen extending form his now joined gauntlets. It glowed a bright blue.

"This, is what we call, a railgun." He smiled brightly at her as the realization dawned on her face.

"So, that thing fires round with-"

"Magnetic energy. Yes. And you wanna know whose designs I had to borrow for that?" After disassembling the railgun, his grin quickly faded as he saw Gogo narrowed her eyes.

"I don't recall ever giving you permission to steal my designs Hiro." She said in a dangerous tone, with her hands on her hips. "Did you ever plan on asking?"

Hiro, who was quickly sensing an incoming angry Gogo, was starting to sweat and worry about his safety, even within his huge armor suit.

"Um, well urm, you uhh, well I uh, kinda was gonna to uhhhhh..." He caught a glimpse of Gogo's death glare, and shivered. And when he opened his mouth to continue his babbling, Gogo increased the intensity of her glare, he shut it, and looked down at his feet feeling ashamed.

Gogo suddenly felt a wave of guilt come crashing over her. She was originally just trying to tease him, but she figured she must have gotten carried away...again.

"Hey, Hiro," she said, barely above a whisper, walking up to the boy. "Hey come on, look at me." She put a hnd on his chin, pulled his sad face up to meet hers.

She felt horrible looking into his sad puppy dog eyes. Damn him and his cuteness! She thought to then put a foot on Hiro's knee, and grabbed onto his shoulder plate, and pulled herself up so they were at eye level. She still had a her small hand on his face, and she brushed some of his long black bangs out of his eyes. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"Look, sorry for getting too worked up over it. I was just trying to tease you, but I just got a little carried away again. You can understand right? Don't take it to heart."

She then whispered, "Now, let's have that spar fight shall we? See if all those bells and whistles can actually save your nerdy butt."

At last, Hiro's cheeky grin spread across his thin face. "Oh ho ho, m'lady, throwing such bold words around is not a good idea."

Gogo smirked and whispered into his ear sending a shiver down his spine, "Well then, let's find out...shall we?"

END CHAPTER 4

Freakin' finally! To all the people who still give a single shit about this fic, I thank you. I deserve a slap in the face for getting lazy. Put #SlapYoSelfOAD in your review and I will slap myself for every perosn who puts it in (do it you know you what to ;D). And damn! THE REVIEWS! They are too kind and amazing and there as so many! You beautiful people of the internet are indeed awesome!

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