- Some Angels are destined to Fall... -

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"CONFOUND IT, TANAKA."

Shou Yu knocked off every available thing he owned, every last item that had not been seized from his remaining bunker, and proceeded to smash all that could be smashed. Off aside, a quiet Jinsu Lee Tanaka and the mens' two lawyers watched the display of Yu's wrath unfold.

"I am as aware of the television footage as you," he said calmly.

His lawyer sent him a discreet look.

"Your wife...the OBJECT of your affections... has betrayed us both! And for what? For some lingering attractions to your deceased best friend's equally —," He cut off with a start and turned to his lifelong business partner and friend; the Korean man merely blinked at this as unaffectedly as if Yu had been commenting on the weather. The man of former forunate had to give him this; no undertaking affected him.

"Keio has done what she will," He said as if his own family, his wife and two sons, had not just turned against him. "I see you still have a kettle of tea over on the fire... am I too forward to request a dinner to discuss the repreparations of-?" Yu seized the kettle of shark fin soup with a metal rod and hurled it deliberately so that it hit the other wall.

"The time for talk of cutting losses has passed! I am ruined."

The other man blinked, unaffected, and slowly turned to leave.

"And you—," Yu struck out a finger, eyes blazing. "You will pay f-,"

"I doubt," A still very-wealthy Jinsu eyed him knowingly, "You can afford to make threats against me." The dragon blinked at him. "I am at the moment deprived of resources to make my dream a reality, but, there are other ways and other geniuses whom can be hired on. And if my first project, a robot army, didn't succeed... Well, it's a big world."

"You cannot go after the Hamada boy," he warned. "And Leiko-,"

"There are others," Jinsu reminded him, "In other places..."

And he left the man to his ruin, no worst for wear.

II.

The agent walked down the corridors of the turbine which contained all things needed to prevent a robotic invasion of any who resisted it within it's walls, most of which had been implemented by the former RRC council within it's district and was now being done away with... if all things kept going according to Dracon's plans. Arriving outside a small containment ceil, the agent found Dracon's two sons arguing about some bland, insipid topic of conversation; this time, it was tea.

"I'm telling you, we gotta get rid of Asian stereotypes. I mean, when was the last time you saw me chugging Oolong? Give me a roo- Hey! It's the former hero! What's up?" Ha-Jun hollered condenscendingly.

Ji-Min elbowed him.

"What?.! Oh yeah, we're the new good guys. Hey, Leik, why are you still wearing your helmet? The second phase of our mission isn't for another twelve hours, so just give the tough-guy act a break, okay?"

The agent considered this a moment, then removed their headwear.

"Let me in there to see him," GoGo said.

Ha-Jun raised a brow and crossed his arms. "Uh, scusie, who's-?"

"I said let me in there to see him," she demanded, leaning in closer.

He saw her hand move to her hip.

"Huh!.? Is that how you get what you want anymore, Leiko...? Lying and threats of intimidation?" The man hit his mark, and she dropped her arm uselessly to her side. Ha-Jun just scoffed as she looked away. "Yep, back in the family fold, Leik. Well, we're under mom's orders."

"At least let me look in on him." GoGo insisted. "See if he's okay."

"Leiko, it's Baymax. I'm sure the robot's fine. What part of mom's-?"

"Dude," the shorter brother tugged on his arm, "Just let her see him."

"What?"

"Mom's not gonna care. Besides, a familiar face might help."

Ha-Jun exhaled impatiently. "Fine. I'm starved anyways and we gotta review the plans for tomorrow," he passed his cousin with a glare, to which GoGo returned it evenly. "Send the other agents our way when you're done and Leik, don't get any ideas. No goin' back at this point."

Ji-Min followed by apologetically.

"Thank you," GoGo smiled in appreciation.

He nodded, smiling back carefully. "Take all the time you need."

The girl turned back to the room where her friend was being held and took a deep breath. Slowly, she looked down at her black-clad chest, a suit very much like Hiro's had been, and unhitched at the fold. Black and white zig-zagged on the center and GoGo almost removed it. She almost went in there to face the one remaining friend who didn't yet know what she'd done, he would know eventually, but for the time...

GoGo closed her eyes; imagining how unsure, maybe even frightened Baymax would be. She knew it was worst back down on the ground... she knew the entire city would be terrorized possibly even after they'd been assured the conversion was safe. Looking up at what she'd done, and finding the determination to see this through, GoGo placed a wad of gum in the DNA access port and, clogging it, proceeded to head in.

...

Hiro did not go back to his dormitory that night, and no one thought to ask him to. While Mei put her children to bed, and Dian worked to make sure the anti-magnetism shield stayed in place, a silent Hiro had gone to bed. Before Honey, Fred, and Wasabi went to take Toothless back to Fred's mansion, Wasabi had turned to the boy. Aunt Cass was upstairs, waiting for nephew to come up so that someone was nearby.

"Hiro, if you don't say something, I'm coming back over tonight."

With a shadowy look, he met Wasabi's eyes quietly. What the man saw in them was enough to convince him that Hiro could not do a thing at all other then go to sleep. He touched his shoulder a second before turning to go. When, suddenly, he'd felt a hand lay on his arm.

"We'll figure something out in the morning," the teen had said.

Wasabi had looked back in surprise, then nodded before leaving.

That night Hiro slept in his bare room with Mochi curled up on his feet. Shadows of the past lingered, waiting to reach out and seize at him. He tried not to think of the dark mask looking down at him, at Baymax's well-meaning face being blackened, of Toothless falling...

The teen pushed his head under the pillow.

"Heero," A voice called out.

He instantly sat up. "Huany?" Hiro said in a soft voice.

"Hee-ro..." The voice broke.

"Oh, Huan, hold on," he got off the bed easily and padded over in his socks to where his little cousin rubbed at his eyes. For a moment, it felt like Hiro hardly remembered he had a whole new life or family.

Then, Huan looked up at him in panic. "Where's Beemax?.!"

Hiro only stared helplessly into his eyes a moment, and then he took the boy in his arms. The child clutched to him and Hiro stroked back his hair. Even as Huan cried quietly, Hiro held him close to his heart.

"Baymax is okay, buddy," he whispered. "He's gonna be just fine."

"Where is he?" Huan looked up and asked a rare question.

Because Huan never asked questions.

"We're going to find him," Hiro explained, smiling though it hurt so much to. "We're gonna find him and bring him home," he promised.

Huan smiled back hopefully and hugged him again.

"C'mon, let's get you to bed." Hiro picked up his heavy cousin and started to carry him back to his room. When Hiro didn't return, and Mochi acutely felt all traces of his absense, the cat hopped down to pad over to the lone charger still in the room and curl up inside of it.

...

When GoGo entered the chamber to face her friend, she saw that the other agents (distant members of her family and that of the Council) were all looking eagerly at the robot. He had twisted his arms across his chest and they took turns touching knuckles with the curious bot.

"So, this is called sideways, over underarm fist bumps, huh?"

"Yes, when two people want a fist bump at the same time and are on either side of me, crossing my arms helps to accomplish both feats..."

As GoGo approached them, her fluttering heart that her friend was in one piece made him look up at her. Baymax then immediately opened his arms to GoGo and she went into them just as automatically. The agents considerately left the room to let them have a moment; it was going to be a long enough day tomorrow. Baymax scanned her right after he backed away and she looked meaningfully into his eyes now.

"This is... the cause of why you have seemed so bothered lately?"

The girl looked off to the side ruefully, thinking.

They knew each other well and GoGo nodded without going further into it; there would be time for that tomorrow. Baymax did not prob anymore but she sensed his growing curiosity. Finally, she looked up.

"Baymax, I am so-,"

"There is no need to apologize, because I do not believe you want to undertake this," the robot told her. GoGo lowered her shoulders and looked down in acknowledgement. "From what I have been told, we have no reason to worry for anyone's safety in the city." She met his eyes and nodded. It wasn't easy to, but GoGo knew this to be a fact.

"My... aunt will explain everything tomorrow," she said dully.

Baymax blinked. "And we are in this together?"

The girl looked up more responsively now and gave him a hug this time. "Of course we are," she said. Baymax hugged her. "No matter what, both of us have each other." His reassurance in her, his trust, made tomorrow seem like something GoGo could actually endure.

III.

3 A.M.

Whisper silent, as only his suit could allow, Hiro padded down the stairs to the front of the shop. On nights following utter travesty, it was not uncommon for the cafe to close up... but this was only the second time dinner had been neglected. With a swell of confidence, and hunger, Hiro stole a big blueberry muffin from under the counter before heading to the front door. A short-hand note was on everyone elses', Huan was safely back in his room and Hiro was going to find...

Something caught his leg.

Of course.

When he turned Huan was looking up at him, and, expectedly, he pulled out his little helmet and smiled hopefully up at his cousin.

"You need to go back to bed, buddy," Hiro knelt, saying softly.

"Pleaze can I come, Heero?" The boy pled just as softly.

He laid his hand on the boy's head. "Maybe next time. It's-,"

"Dane-gerous?" Huan guessed, smirking a little.

"It's not just that, Mom and Aunt Dian are gonna freak if you're not here," Hiro explained to him just like he would explain to anyone; it wasn't a good habit to talk to a younger kid like he was inferior. As a consequence, awareness in Huan's eyes suggested he knew Aunt Cass would feel the same way about Hiro. "Stay here with the fam, Huan."

He touched his forehead to his cousin's and then stole away.

"O-key Heer-o," Huan said quietly from where he sat.

He obeyed, but the promise had not yet been unlit from inside him.

...

From a sound-proof podium, Keio moved to where Baymax and her niece stood watching, "I hope you will forgive all this commotion... as well as the brusque manner of your necessary apprehension and any and all resulting unpleasantness," she arrived and dismounted.

"I have compromised my own programming," Baymax said bluntly.

He wasn't afraid of deactivation, or his own safety.

GoGo shot him an unhappy look and back.

"Leiko?" Keio raised a brow at her questioningly. The woman was tall, composed and intelligent. "Do you have something to add on?"

She shook her head, never voicing her opinions anymore.

But Baymax turned to her and she nodded peacefully. As long as she was here willingly and was not in distress, he did not see the need to do anything but listen. Keio cleared her throat to claim his attention.

"I have brought you here —,"

"Your agents have brought us here," Baymax corrected gently.

She controlled her exasperated sigh as GoGo smiled limply.

"You get used to it."

Keio nodded. "Baymax, you are brought here on the condition that we need your help." she stepped back and waved her hand at a circle panel. Without the need for operatives, the motion caused five holo screens of a vast assembly of white robots to appear. Baymax blinked in what was close to surprise, GoGo hid her gum under her tongue as she swallowed. "You are aware of the project Hiro had intended back in China..." Baymax turned to GoGo, questioning of Keio's ties. His friend nodded forward to listen. "Yes, the one Shou Yu had fiancied."

GoGo watched impassively as Baymax nodded.

"This is also the one my husband requested," Keio moved forward to him, fingers half-laced, "When I saw what my husband intended, how corrupt the RRC had become and that he was using the deactivation of rogue bots as a cover for his illegal doings!" She slammed her fist against the panel passionately, then turned back to Baymax, "I knew I had to stop him," Keio explained. "And from what Leiko had told me, you would be the only one capable of listening to us; to hear us out."

Baymax blinked, then answnered considerately, "I do not understand the necessity of kidnapping me, nor that the proper authorities would not help you." He said. Keio wanted to go on, but GoGo held up her hand. "Our mission as Big Hero 6 is to defend the helpless, my own design to help the sick and injuried. We will always assist those who are in need." A glimmer of mutual interest reflected in GoGo's eyes.

It was there in Keio's as well, but it was something a bit different.

"That is what our intention are, too."

The robot cocked his head. "Why did you simply not contact us?"

His genuine nature unhinged her a bit, GoGo looked away.

"Because my childrens' fates would have been compromised," Keio said. The robot scanned her but it was not to detect anything but her own health. "Your compliance to do whatever it takes for the greater good is what gives me hope," Keio smiled. "What drew me to you..."

"I am correct in assuming you will not deactivate me?" He said.

The woman laughed and turned to the screens.

"Far from it, my large friend."

GoGo wrinkled her nose at this.

"In fact," she brushed her fingers over the light green panel and high-rez images appeared, "What the reformed RRC intends to do is build upon the blueprints of what Big Hero 6 has already done," a feather-light scroll showed pics of the team, of the jeopardized rehabilitation sanction and what looked to be ones not yet passed. "It hasn't failed..."

Baymax blinked, then said politely. "That is incorrect, both cousins-,"

"Words, Baymax," Keio calmly cut the bot short. "Relapsed, decline, those are stigmas used to stymie progress. If you would allow me to please explain my full stance, I can make you understand all of this."

The robot tilted his head. "I will hear all you have to say, and as you have asked for my help, I will not render a decision until afterwards."

Keio smiled and nodded. "That's all I'm asking..." He blinked again, causing her to look curiously at him. "You reserve judgement well."

"I am a robot, I cannot pass-,"

Then Baymax remembered the scene on the rooftop.

"I am in error on that statement. But, following that situation, I have learned that passing judgement on those who you don't understand is not the answer. I am learning it is far better to listen before deciding, so as not to cause any potential distress." He said all of this naturally.

For Baymax.

"Thank you," she nodded at him. "My methods may be..." She turned to her niece for further assistance and GoGo sighed just a bit at this.

"Baymax, my Aunt Keio has a lot of the core values we have. She's just a little... different, on her approaches. Much more high stakes."

"Necessary extremities that siphon potentially hazadous liberties."

The robot blinked. "I understand your words and their meanings, but you will need to further include how they are plans of... high stakes."

Keio nodded with a perfectly warm smile. "That's why we're here."

...

7:32 AM.

Hiro exhaled as he finally located the turbine ten miles from the city. Without Baymax, a car or even Tadashi's old scooter he had handed off to GoGo to have worked on, it was a long walk. But it had given him plenty to think about, and exercise!, and he located it just before the start of the mountains. In fact, it wasn't too far from the new Yu-Hamada temple. Trying not to dwell on this, or the fact that he'd left his scooter to a friend who had aligned herself with people who could dismantle Baymax, the teen drifted gently on his rocket boots upward.

He was going to reason with these people and get-,

"DUDE!"

The teen gasped and turned quickly to his friends riding upon the big dragon. Wasabi was in the middle, Fred up front waving and Honey in the back smiling sheepishly. Knitting his brow, Hiro glided over.

He wasn't nearly as comfortable flying without someone there.

"I found out where the turbine is."

"You didn't even call us for back-up," Wasabi countered softly.

"I wasn't going to engage..." But Hiro knew these half-truths were not helping anything. "I should have waited," he lowered down to rub the crooning dragon's nose. "And...Hey! Wait." He realized something at that moment. "Did you all come just to get me?" Hiro prodded them.

That's when they all looked a little more like Honey-Lemon.

"Uh-huh," Hiro grinned, and his team smiled back knowingly. "Well, we're all here now." He turned with them and the memory of the huge beating they had was fresh in their wary minds. And, more still. "I am seriously thinking the best way into there is a one-person approach..."

"Or a neutral party," Honey suggested without any idea who.

"We can't go with reduced numbers," Wasabi said as Hiro settled on Toothless's neck critically. "But we have no way to mount an evened-out attack... not that we should be attacking!" He was quick to put in.

"I didn't come unprepared," Hiro held out four, purple-swirled bands to his friends; Fred blushed. "Fred-o, not that kind. You attach them to your suit generator wristbands." He added one to Toothless's own, remembering the close-range attack. "Now, as to how we're going t-,"

"You are hereby ordered to return to your city," A voice of digitized modulation echoed, "Failure to comply will result in subdued arrest."

Toothless rumbled with a knowledge Hiro hoped wasn't right.

"We're here for Bay-,"

"RETURN to your city or you WILL be apprehended," An update on the by-laws of the RRC was sent right to Hiro's communicator. With all the determination in the world, Hiro tried again. They came closer.

An assembly of dark crafts appeared on the outskirts, ready.

Even Toothless, willing to die for his friends, edged back. Hiro felt all eyes on him and he weighed the options quickly in his mind. The option to try and fight with the new anti-mag bands was there... but there was no way they could win against so many with so limited a resource and few too many of them. And, of course, their safety. It was also not going to look good on anyone's records... For Baymax.

Hiro bit his lip and tried once more, "We only-,"

They swarmed at the 6 and Toothless abruptly turned tail to fly away. It was the most unheroic, and underwhelming, an act the team could do. Hiro tried to force Toothless around but the dragon flew too fast.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what Hiro would try next...

Or that Wasabi would be the one to hold him in place.

"BAYMAX!" Hiro screamed futilely as they bolted from the swarms.

...

Something, a faint noise outside the large, hollow walls, caused the nurse bot to look up and forget momentarily the plans being given to him. "Hiro?" Baymax blinked and cocked his head. GoGo tugged on his arm and nodded forward for him to listen. Keio, ready, concluded:

"What I need from you, Baymax, is to help convince others that all of the new changes occurring... all of the reform... is safe. You may also do this in your hero-suited form, whichever you prefer. This will be-"

"I believe my friends may be outside," the robot interrupted, "Please forgive my impoliteness," he touched hands and bowed, "But I know they are very upset with my seizure and I must return to reassure all of them of my well-being, though not for my own sake. " He looked at GoGo, meaning for her to follow. The 19-year-old shook her head.

"It will be rather difficult for you to maintain your friendships."

Baymax blinked at Keio.

"I will be unable to help you if I cannot be allowed to stay connected with my team," He didn't look at GoGo again, accepting her decision.

"And this is where we will run into problems," Keio admitted as she stepped forward, fingers templed, "You see, Baymax, it will not be... wise, to maintain relationships of unprofessional conduct. All of the recovered Baymax machines, unoffically dubbed by me "Correction Companions", will be the personal sentries and guardians for every-,"

Baymax politely raised his hand like he had seen GoGo do; it was not he who ordinarily dealt with the negotiations or did much talking that wasn't complimentary or informative. Ususally Hiro handled that for him and the team. Keio nodded respectfully towards the plump robot.

"It is, if I am now utilizing my increasing sentience and am speaking on behalf of others, much more beneficial to form close bonds with those around you. Love and kindness is the answer to saving people."

Keio nodded. "It is a great part," she cut a look to GoGo, who closed her eyes. "But it is not the whole part," The woman waved a hand to reveal many things which were not pleasant to look at, things even a dedicated team like Big Hero 6 had not seen in the city, "But as you see, Baymax, there is much evil-making and suffering in the world."

The robot blinked at pictures of war, famine and things that caused a great many to look away; GoGo watched with a fixed leer. "There is so many things that are wrong with the world," Keio sighed and gave a wave at the screen, "But so much right that can yet be restored if I had your support. What all people need, Baymax, is a guiding hand."

GoGo did nothing, she said no word for or against this.

"What causes these things, my Plushie," Keio moved closer and for a 6-foot-2 Baymax there was no need to look down; they were of equal height. "Is not that humans are denied certain freedoms... it is, plainly put, that they are allowed far too many." He blinked and she smiled as she saw her ideas begin to take root. "And people should be allowed a free choice, so long as those choices do not cause ill-advised effects."

The robot considered this. "What you are attempting to say..."

"Is that humanity has run rampant without a proper moral guide."

"And in essense, unchecked rule-breaking is the cause of all this."

She saw that he was all-too familiar with this concept.

"No... unchecked choice. Humans are superior at many things and running amok is one of them. Why? Because no one keeps them in line. I mean, beyond heroic intervals, you cannot be everywhere at once," she smiled and shook her head. He blinked at this. "But they can." Keio pointed to the Baymax copies. "They can revolutionize-"

"I see what you are saying," he politely held up a finger.

She nodded.

"But I am afraid that this is not something Hiro would agree to."

"Really?" Her eyes flashed to an impassive GoGo. "And I suppose... left unchecked, Hiro's behavior was beyond reproach?" She received a doubtful blink. "My dear, think of him as holding you back, when-,"

"I will not join you in an act of spite or revenge against Hiro."

"You won't have to," Keio clasped her hands together, "These bots. These... correction bots, can be there to prevent acts of spitefulness or vengence if, say, you were not always there. Or," she flipped to a recent calamity in another state, "If we expanded...we could help out others on a larger scale." Keio smiled slowly. "Maybe even, globally."

This piqued Baymax's interest.

"Of course," she backtracked, reasoning, "We must start small," The woman flipped backwards rapidly. "San Fransokyo, for a start." Keio noticed her niece biting her lower lip. "Leiko, do you have an input?"

Baymax turned to her seekingly.

GoGo flattened her lips and shrugged. "It's the family business," she turned with a smile for Baymax, "I'll support whatever you decide."

"Do you agree with all of this?"

"I don't have an opinion," She said as naturally as if she had grown up to say this. "Listen to Keio, though, she has some interesting ideas... Maxie, if you wanna go down this path, I'll be here to assist you two."

"I want to assist you." Baymax urged her instead.

GoGo looked at him with a gentle probing in her eyes. "I guess I just want your opinion," she said honestly. "If you think my aunt's plans... make sense." He blinked at her and she stared back nervously at him.

Baymax thought a little longer.

"I believe most people would meet these changes with resistence."

Keio nodded. "Yes, and that is why Correction Companions can very safely neutralize such foreseeable events without use of violence in a variety of ways... calming techniques, medication, whatever is needed at the time. An important philopshy I've always believed in, that I've always really would have liked to teach both boys and GoGo, is that we must deflect to protect and reflect to introspect. Teaching people the correct way to respond," She met Baymax with perfect assurance and he continued listening, "And then, watching as they are liberated."

"Hiro..." The robot said slowly. "Would not like this. The outcome he would not argue, but these methods seem like those he would resist."

"Well," Keio smiled gently, "Maybe he just needs time to see things our way. It isn't likely, Baymax, acceptance will happen over night."

He agreed.

And to most of what else she had to say next, he also agreed with. Her words interwove a picture of a world Baymax did not know. A world of peace, and from that peace, prosperity. Slowly, he listened without anymore interruptions as her words became like a dream or vision. She kept talking with him. Then, eventually, about preparing.

IV.

The day had dragged on as the singularly most exhaustive day of the heroes' lives; Not just because they were tired, but because they had exhausted all options. Fighting: Out. Reasoning: They couldn't even get close enough and a formal letter at Wasabi's suggestion had been ruled out as both Fred and Toothless could not stop breaking pencils.

E-mail was out as access to the organization's site was down and on the phone side of things, only a perky automated voice answered and suspended Hiro, Wasabi, Honey, Aunt Cass, Dian, Mei and Fred for three hours. Headquarters in China would not respond to them at all.

Hiro, in a desperate attempt, had gone to City Hall in his suit. But... even they could not repress such a powerful, international entity. It wasn't like they were breaking the law; they were following it. All words directed towards Hiro were appreciative, but very unhelpful.

Fred had beseeched his father, but even a combined front was out.

" 'It's politics, son. We could hire a lawyer...' "

Never had Hiro, or even his older teammates, been blocked at every turn. There was simply no. way. in. Hiro, with only one thing on his mind, walked with his team downtown to pick up a few groceries for Aunt Cass. No one wore their supersuits right now, no one spoke of the future of when Wasabi and Honey were moving to post-graduate school or how Hiro would most likely have to start his second year at S.F.I.T without anyone, only Fred having lunch and Liberal Art class.

In their company, a quiet little boy walked while holding Hiro's hand. He smiled down at Huan in reassurance, unaware of Wasabi dodging glances his way and remembering how Hiro had actually stepped up a while ago to reassure him when he had almost lost it back inside the garage at all the dead-end suggestions. Still, he voiced nothing more.

Honey sighed, ending the silence.

"People appreciate us..." She said softly. "But they respect the RRC."

"It's been here longer," Fred shrugged.

Wasabi didn't say anything, he just kept looking at Hiro when all of a sudden Huan pointed up at the sky. The teen pulled his little cousin to the center of the group and everyone watched as four glowing orbs of neon green moved to form a giant rectangle of a screen. Hiro looked at it distrustfully, then down at his enchanced bracelet with an exhale.

"Get ready, guys, we don't know-,"

A familiar face, the size of a skyscraper, appeared before them.

"Hello..." He circle-waved. "I am Baymax."

Life as well as surprise entered Hiro's suspicious eyes. Suddenly, he felt Huan hopping up and down. "Bee-max! Bee-max! Bee-max! Bee-max!" Hiro gave an incredulous laugh and scooped the boy up in his arms in relief and joy, hopping also, "Bee-max! Bee-max! Bee-max!"

Fred then joined in on their childish happy dance, chanting as well.

"BEE-MAX. BEE-MAX. BEE-MAX. BEE-MAX."

"Your Correction Companion Leader." Baymax finished.

Something broke, Hiro stopped cold while Huan looked up at him.

"I am inferring on behalf of the reformed RRC. Starting today, the city of San Fransokyo will begin a new era of peace-," he glanced briefly to the side. "Yes, I see. A new era of peace and good health."

...

From inside a noodle shop, Yama spat out his fin imitation ramen.

Many of his associates leaned in to listen.

"A new era of peace and good health... these tremendous goals will be accomplished by implenting, "Correction Companions," a new image was uploaded by his head, "A companion for each member of the city of 400, 324, with new ones being added in accordance to birth or any new arrivals. These companions will help to maintain the well-being of each individual as both friend and guidance of moral motivation."

Yama's face, as well as every other ill-doer, turned a ghastly pale.

His eyes then blazed red.

"HAMADA!"

...

From inside the San Fransokyo Penitury, a man of silver hair listened studiously to the broadcast over the prison TV. He moved in between his fingers a Chess piece, having been looking forward to the weekly game implemented by the Hero Rehabilitation Act six months earlier.

Now, Callaghan paid close attention to this drastic news.

"Subordiance to these new implements are mandatory, as the city will now be under the jurisdiction of the RRC for a projected three-month trial period. During which time, all San Fransoykians will be allowed to make adjustments, as well as decide whether they will remain here in the city. All complaints, inquiries for travel and other suggestions may be submitted to this website below." A link appeared below him.

Callaghan lowered his brows. Hasaski's going to want to see this.

...

Back in the streets of the city, a dead hush had fallen over all there. A cold, bitter chill of pre-Fall fell over them as clouds from a storm in from the sea came. But none of this was related to the shadow which fell over the city. And in Hiro's eyes, the new light drained like water.

"All citizens will meet their Correction Companions inside the hour," An optimistic Baymax continued. "Though this is alarming news, no cause for panic or worry is necessary as this is for the benefit of all."

For a moment, Hiro felt like Baymax was speaking just to him.

"Life will go on as it always has, but now new rules and regulations will keep the city safe and well. Accidents and misforunates cannot be entirely avoided, but your reformed RRC intends to help make it so."

With that, the screen blitzed out and the glowing orbs flew away.

Surprisingly, the clouds over the sun left too and almost every citizen was talking at once. Some even took pictures as the day then returned to it's normal appearance. Wasabi muttered something along the lines of Baymax's programming being corrupted, but Honey did not agree.

The team was still stunned.

Fred's jaw fell open. "Dude, did Baymax just take over the world?"

Hiro never took his eyes away from the sky; everything he had done to prevent Baymax's growing sense of self from being exposed had come back to slap him in the face. What GoGo had done was not as terrible as this. Yet, somehow, this was more of a betrayal. Yet still, Hiro knew deep down, he was the cause of this. If anyone was even remotely to blame, it was himself. Someone tugged at arm unsurely.

"Heer-o," Huan murmured. "Why Bee-max big and scary?"

The older boy turned changed eyes on him. "No," he knelt down and took Huan's shoulders. "Baymax isn't big or scary," Hiro told him as reasonably as he could, "It just looked that way cause of the screen."

Huan didn't look as guarded. "Why has he not come home?"

Hiro sighed lightly. "Because... Baymax just has some things he has to do right now, Huan, he'll be back." He looked him in the eyes and the team was in a little awe. "Baymax will come back, Huan, I made you a promise on that and I meant it." The two cousins hugged now.

Wasabi smiled at them with pride in his eyes, Honey smiled at Fred.

Somehow, they were going to see this through.

To be continued...