"Hey Hiro."

Hiro swung around in his chair to face the girl that walked into his office, "Oh, hey Karmi what you doing in here?"

Karmi walked in further and took a seat close to Hiro, "Just got bored, thought I'd mess with you for a while."

Hiro rolled his eyes then went back to his computer. He needed to finish the updates on his suit; they had been badly damaged in his last battle. He went back to work on the computer as Karmi spun in her chair in circles.

"Hiro, take a break already," Karmi begged, "I am dying of boredom."

Hiro continued to type away on his computer, "Not right now, I need to finish this."

Karmi scooted her chair next to the boy. She did not understand the complex coding that Hiro was doing. She was a bio genetics genius and could figure out those problems easily, but she had no idea how to do what Hiro was doing.

"Scoot over and let me help you," Karmi pinched Hiro on the arm.

The boy smiled and scooted over, "Okay, but this isn't like your little pet organisms, you actually have to listen to me."

The pair laughed together then Hiro began to explain the code to the girl.

"Watch out!"

Hiro turned around quickly and dodged an incoming attack of electrical shocks. He rolled out of the way into an alleyway. In the alleyway were two other men. One had a gray suit on while the other wore purple.

The man in gray spoke to Hiro, "We need to get back to base."

"No," Hiro stood up, "We have to get rid of these bots before we can go back."

"Hiro, there are too many for three people," The man in purple spoke up, "This is a suicide mission!"

"Go back if you want, I am going to get rid of these things."

With that the boy in indigo drew his blades and charged back into the battlefield. The two men left in the alleyway yelled after the boy. They would not leave him here alone to take on the dangerous robots. They would fight alongside him; even if it was dangerous. With new resolve, the pair in the alleyway charged out and fought alongside the indigo boy.

"We told you that was a suicide mission!" The figure in the gray suit yelled at the boy in the hospital bed.

Hiro rubbed his face. He knew that the man was right; it was a suicide mission, but Hiro could not let these bots get close to camp. Hiro did not want to lose the only family he had left. It did not matter that he almost paralyzed himself from the attack, he did the job and that was all that mattered.

"Tony, calm down," The boy replied to the man in gray, "We protected everyone that is what really matters."

Tony grumbled, "You don't get it do you genius?"

"Get what Tony!" The boy yelled, "I don't get what?"

"You may be a self-sacrificing hero that does not care whether you die or not, but you have a family here that wants to see you live another day with them! You act like you are all alone out there, throwing yourself in harm's way without a care in the world! You are not invincible Hiro! "

"I know that!" Hiro yelled back at the man but gasped in pain.

The other man immediately ran to Hiro's side to help him lay back down in the bed. Hiro tried to take deep breaths to ease the pain in his abdomen. Once he was able to not grimace in pain after each breath Tony stepped away to give him space. He leaned against the wall while rubbing his hand over his face.

"Then why do you always do this?" Tony asked, "Why can you not accept that sometimes we need to back off and can't do everything head first?"

"Because this is all my fault Tony," Hiro whispered back, he held his head downward.

"Stop that," Tony sat on the side of the bed, "None of this is your fault; none of it, so stop blaming yourself."

"You don't understand," Hiro sniffled.

"Then help me understand."

Hiro looked up to the man. He was shutting everyone out because of the pain he was in and he was causing those around him pain as well. He wasn't doing anyone any favors. Maybe if he opened up to someone then it would be better. Somehow, someday the growing pain would fade to a tolerable amount, but he needed help to do so. It would be a long journey, but he knew he could do it.

Hiro stood in line waiting his turn patiently in the cafeteria to receive his daily portion of food. Today's meal was a piece of bread and a serving of mashed potatoes. He received his food and looked for an open table to sit at. He was all alone for lunch today. Everyone was swamped with their own duties and the boy was wanting to get out of his lab.

He found a table near the back and sat down. He rummaged through his bag for his notebook. During his lunch, Hiro wanted to sketch a few ideas for upgrades on his suit and others.

"Charlie I'm hungry," a small child whined behind Hiro.

"I know, I'm sorry, but that's all we get buddy."

Hiro sat the notebook on the table. He turned his head to see a small child tugging on an older boy's shirt. Two empty trays laid on the table. The small child was extremely frail; no doubt not getting enough food for their growing body. The older boy did not look good either. One could see the bony structures protruding from the baggy clothing he wore.

Hiro turned back around to look at his own plate. His stomach growled as he looked at the small tray of bread and potatoes. Hunger was always a problem nowadays. There just was not enough food to go around for anyone. Meat of any kind was not even cooked any more due to the effects it has on the already horrible conditions outside.

Hiro heard the small boy begin to cry as the older boy tried to console him. It was not fair, these people don't deserve to live through this. These good people deserved to live happy lives with their families and eat good meals that leave them falling asleep due to the food. They deserve to go out and see the sun rise in the morning and feel the morning dew on their toes. They deserve to see all the beautiful sights that nature had to offer, but it was all stripped away.

Hiro grabbed his tray and walked over to the pair, "Hey buddy, I heard that you were hungry."

The little boy sat up and wiped his red eyes. The little boy nodded eagerly.

"No, we can't take this," The older said while pushing the tray back towards Hiro, "Everyone is hungry, you need to eat too."

Hiro pushed the tray back towards them, "Nah, I'm good. The mashed potatoes are my least favorite. You'll be doing me a favor by eating them for me."

The little boy looked at Hiro in disbelief, "The potatoes are my favorite! You are crazy!"

"Jack! That was rude, say you're sorry." Charlie scolded his brother.

Hiro simply laughed the comment off, "No the kid is right, I am crazy."

He winked at the little boy that was eating the potatoes rapidly. The wink earned a giggle out of the boy.

"Thank you," The older boy looked as if he might cry.

"It's not a problem," Hiro smiled, "Enjoy the food."

Hiro turned around and grabbed his belongings. His stomach growled as he walked past everyone else eating their potatoes and bread on the way out.

The mashed potatoes were Hiro's favorite food served.

"Hey Fred," Hiro sat down on a tattered chair, "How are you today?"

Fred turned slowly to the other boy and didn't respond. He was far too tired to even answer him. A bottle of liquor dangled in his hand. There was barely anything left in the bottle.

Hiro sighed deeply. The fact that Fred drank himself away everyday caused Hiro sadness, but he could not argue with his coping method. Maybe if he had been introduced into a world of alcohol and drugs as ways to cope then he may have ended up just as Fred. Liquor had been made illegal due to the grains used in it needed to be used for other essentials, but Hiro would never sell his friend out. There was no way Hiro would willingly lose his last family member of his original family.

"I think I might do it Hiro," Fred slurred slowly.

Hiro glanced at the blonde boy, "Do what Fred?"

"Ya know, the big ole 's' word."

Hiro stared at Fred. Despite his drunkenness, Hiro could tell that Fred was being serious. There had to be thoughts of this before he drank himself to oblivion. The sad vacant look in his eyes did not show everything that the blonde felt. It did not show all the pain and sorrow he went through.

Fred touched the bottle to his lips and finished the rest of the contents. He stood up shakily to walk to a nearby cooler to grab another bottle. He fumbled with the lid, but was unable to open it. Fred held it out to Hiro and he opened it for him. Fred took a long pull from the bottle then sat back down in his torn chair.

"There is no point anymore," Fred took another drink, "Don't you see that?"

"I can't give up Fred," Hiro ran his hands through his hair, "These people need help."

"There's no freaking point!" Fred threw the bottle to the ground where it shattered, "Everyone is going to die anyways!"

Hiro stared at the broken glass on the floor. The fluorescent lights reflected off the glass creating a rainbow effect with the glass and spilled liquor. Hiro could not remember the last time he had seen a rainbow.

"Maybe so, but I am still going to keep fighting until that day comes."

Fred huffed and sunk further into his chair, "Goodbye Hiro."

"Fred, you don't have to do this," Hiro walked over beside Fred, "I can help you."

"You can't help someone that is already dead Hiro," Fred stared up at the white ceiling, "Leave."

"Fred, please, I can help you!" Hiro cried, he couldn't lose the last person he had.

Fred pushed Hiro out of the way to go to his cooler. He grabbed another bottle and opened it this time by himself. He began to drink the contents greedily. Finally, he pulled the bottle away and sat it on a ramshackle table.

"Hiro, you can't fix every problem." Fred began to walk out of the room, "Goodbye Hiro."

Fred did not leave any room for Hiro to respond as he left the room with a resonating slam of a door. Hiro stood alone in the broken down living room. Fred was right; he couldn't help someone that was already dead. Sadly, Fred had been dead for a long time. He had been numbing his pain since the first one of the group died. It only got increasingly worse as time moved on. He had hit his breaking point and nothing Hiro did was able to stop it.

The raven haired boy knew when he awoke tomorrow he was going to have to bury another one of his friends. But for the first time, he would have to do it alone.

"Play file 327."

The computer lit up the dark lab room illuminating the young boys face as he stared at the screen. It was currently 4:15 a.m. and he was unable to sleep. Anytime he shut his eyes he was plagued with memories from his past when the world was still alive and beautiful.

"It is currently 8:45 p.m. and everyone is trying out the new suits that I just so handcrafted in approximately 2 hours," A younger version of himself showed up on the screen.

"Oh shut it genius boy," A girl with raven and purple hair gently punched the young boy,

"Owwww! GoGo that hurt," The younger version laughed.

"Hiro, was that an expression or are you in need of urgent medical care," A calming robotic voice emitted from the screen.

The boy laughed and said that he was fine.

Hiro watched the scene play out. Everyone in the video commented on the quality of the new suits then proceeded to try out the new gadgets. GoGo ruffled the boy's hair affectionately and began talking about improvements that could already be made to the new gear. Honey Lemon rapidly shot different kinds of orbs at Wasabi who would block them with his new plasma shield. Fred ran up to Hiro and enthusiastically asked what his suit could do now. The younger version of himself simply reached in the head of the suit and pressed a button making Fred invisible. Fred yelled then ran off scaring everyone once in a while with a surprise invisible bear hug.

After a while, everyone took their leave because they all had early morning classes the next day. Hiro climbed on the back of the robot and they were soon off soaring through the air. The pair did incredible flips and dives through the air. After flying for a while the robot landed on the top of the tallest skyscraper in the city. The pair sat there in silence watching the sunset.

"Hey Baymax," Hiro looked at the robot.

"Yes, Hiro?"

"I think I would honestly be dead without you," Hiro laughed, "You have seriously saved my butt so many times."

"I have saved 'your butt' 57 times in the past 2 months," Baymax replied, "You are correct, you would be severely injured without me."

"It has not been that many times! You are definitely exaggerating!" Hiro frowned at Baymax.

"I am definitely not exaggerating Hiro."

"And to think I was trying to be nice," Hiro smirked at the robot and punched his arm lightly, "I won't even say it now."

"I am just stating facts from my personal database on you," Baymax replied almost sarcastically, "If you have something to say then please say it so I can add it to the list of nice things Hiro says."

Hiro blinked, "You have a list of nice things I say?"

"No," Baymax looked down at the boy, "But if I did, it would be an extremely small list."

"Oh come on! I am always nice to you!"

Hiro laughed at the robots antics, "Let's go home, Aunt Cass is probably wondering where we are."

As Hiro mounted himself on Baymax's back he leaned to the robots head and whispered, "I love you buddy."

The robot got itself in a ready position then exploded off the building with incredible speed.

The video clip ended and Hiro rubbed away the salty tears running down his face. He missed his friends so much. He would give anything to be able to see them again one time. There was only so many times he could watch videos of the past and have it dull the aching pain lodged deep inside his chest.

He wanted to have his robot at his side. It was torture to see the video footage without seeing Baymax communicating and interacting with everyone as well. The robot had adapted so well with his friends. It was like Baymax was an actual person on his own. He learned about his environment. Baymax had helped so many people, just like what his brother wanted him to do. Albeit, Tadashi probably wanted the robot to help the world medically and not with his heroics, but it was still helping people.

Hiro opened a drawer and grabbed a small picture album located at the bottom of the drawer. He flipped through the pages in the light emitted from the computer. There were pictures of his friends doing random things. He had pictures of GoGo speeding in his yellow suit, Honey Lemon asleep at her work bench, Wasabi meditating, Fred eating pizza, and some of his Aunt Cass and Mochi. The pictures made the boys heart ache. He missed his loved ones so much.

The last picture was a group photo of GoGo, Fred, Wasabi, Honey Lemon, Baymax and Hiro. They were all dressed in their original suits sitting on top of a building at night. Fred was holding up a large sign that said 'Our First Night Patrol'.

Hiro chucked at the memory. That night the group had gotten their butts kicked by their first villain since the Callaghan incident. It was a master sushi chef that called herself Momakase. She had cut Wasabi's hair about 2 inches shorter and he was freaking out over the haircut and the blades she used. It was an interesting night, and it really showed everyone that they needed to step their game up if they wanted to help everyone.

"Hiro? What are you doing awake?"

The boy hid the photo album under his seat and turned around quickly. Standing in the doorway was Karmi. She was rubbing her eyes tiredly as she walked further into the room. She sat down in a nearby chair then scooted over to him. Hiro rubbed his eyes again to make sure there were no lingering tears remaining.

"What did you hide under your chair?"

She looked expectantly at Hiro. He sighed and grabbed the album from underneath his chair and handed it to her. It did not matter if she saw the pictures. He had told her of his participation in Big Hero 6. Karmi was not shocked by the news at all; she was curious about all the adventures he had and she always wanted to hear the stories.

"Hiro, I'm sorry," Karmi placed a hand on the boy's leg.

Hiro nodded, "I just really miss them all."

Karmi nodded her head and pulled the boy closer. The two sat together for a long time just talking about memories he had with his friends. Karmi sat with Hiro until his eyes began to droop. She helped him to the small cot in the corner then took her leave once he was asleep.

"Sleep tight Hiro," Karmi whispered into the room before she closed the door.