Dr. Callaghan examined the assembling machines. Unsurprisingly the machines had all jammed up and shut down; but not before creating several thousand Microbots. He had roughly twice as many as he had first started with but it was a far cry from the four million he once had. Something crunched in the hallway, Dr. Callaghan ducked back behind the machines.
Three men in black and green armor swept through the room with rifles. Dr. Callaghan kept low and out of sight. The men weren't cops but that made him even more nervous. One of them was getting close to his hiding spot. Dr. Callaghan slid on his mask. The nearest soldier was thrown screaming into the far wall. Yokai smashed the second soldier with a spare barrel. The third soldier raised his rifle to shoot Yokai. Microbots swarmed over him crushing the rifle. Yokai tightened his grip on the to constrict him tighter. The soldier screamed in agony.
Lighting crackled and burned through Yokai, dropping him to his knees. A fourth soldier stood behind him, electricity still crackling from his clawed hand. The Microbots scattered to the floor without direction releasing the other soldier.
"Hnng…Put that monster down before he kills us all." The first solder ordered struggling to his knees.
The third soldier held up his broken weapon still on the ground himself.
"No, we need to bring him back to the Doctor. He could prove most enlightening. Command this is Recon Team B; we need medical support and a containment team for a target of potential value."
"We read you Recon Team B is the area secured?"
"Area is secure target is immobilized."
"Confirmed recovery team is inbound prepare for evac."
"So the Time machine is in there?" Wilbur confirmed pointing to the warehouse on the computer screen.
"That's right Baymax was able to confirm that it's in this warehouse for the moment so we need to get it back before its moved." Hiro assured him, "Any ideas?"
"Hmmm what if we asked for it back? I have proof of ownership." Wilbur said holding up the starter to the time machine.
"I don't think they will give up the time machine because some teenagers ask for it." Wasabi countered gently.
"Not like this but how about now?" He pulled his head in his shirt while Penny held Bolt on top of his shoulders.
"A boy with a dogs head?" Go Go asked.
"A talking dog from outer space." Bolt answered.
"I'll hide inside a suit with Bolt as the head. I walk, he talks." Wilbur continued slightly muffled.
"This could work," Hiro agreed, "I doubt that anyone will just hand the ship over but we could use this plan to get you inside."
"We'll come in with you in case you run in to trouble." Dash offered.
"But how are you going to get past the fence?" Lewis asked.
Dash disappeared in a blur of color, he tapped Lewis on the shoulder from behind and was back where he started before Lewis could turn around. Violet was simply gone, her clothes still floating in midair.
"This won't be the first time we've had to get past guards and cameras." Violets said still invisible.
"My scanners appear to be, malfunctioning. where did Violet go?"
"Wow your even fooling Baymax's scanner that's amazing." Tadashi complimented.
"Well that gets four of us inside." Hiro pondered, "As for the rest of us it's going to be trickier."
"He's right we can't break in as heroes. We need a disguise, maybe antiheros!" Fred offered excitedly.
"That's one plan…. Lets hold that one as a backup in case we cant think of anything better." Honey Lemon recommended.
"That's cool I'm just glad to be recognized for my genius." Fred grinned.
Carl brought the Spirit to bear floating between the large towers of crumbling debris. The "city" was nothing but towers of filth stacked into neat towers. Russell and his mother examined their surroundings intently. Carl held his eyes on their course fearful of what even a gentle nudge against one of the towers would do to the Spirit.
"I've never heard of any cities built out of trash before." Russell's mother considered, "Do you have any idea where we are now?"
"I'm afraid the further we go the less certain I am Mrs. Sohn." Carl answered with a white-knuckle grip.
The radio crackled to life once more, "Alright your nearly here. We have a clear space for you to land on the west side of the complex. It's a clear field about a mile long, that will be enough room to land, right?"
"Yes, that is more than enough room." Carl confirmed.
"Great! We're excited to meet you!"
The dull pillars gave way to an open area. An empty field was filled with sparse greens too sporadic to be grass. A massive structure filled the space next to the field dwarfing it in size. Dozens of heavyset people stared up at them, the Spirit Of Adventure dwarfed in comparison to the towering Axiom it now floated over.