So I've decided to do idea 2, the first chapter of my new story that is coming soon. I've left this without a name, as I haven't really decided on one yet. But please share any ideas for a title you've come up with. And I'm wondering if this should be the first chapter, or a prologue. What do you think?

We'd done nothing but play those last few weeks of summer, my brother had stayed home most days to keep me company, leaving any homework or projects he needed to finish till the last week of his break. I loved Tadashi for that. He was the best brother I could have had, and I, myself felt like I was the best brother he could have. But it all went wrong. So wrong, so fast. And I remember it so clearly, even if the memory is so painful. Even worse than when our parents died, but I'd been younger then. I still hadn't really grabbed the concept of death.

But what happened when I was five? I remember it too well. When I look back, I notice how we could have prevented it, but we were just kids, having fun. There was no harm in playing, right?

We'd built the robots ourselves, me and him. Tadashi must have been surprised, how someone as young as me had built such an amazing robot, but it wasn't perfect, and his was still so much better.

"You know you'll never beat my bot! Its too strong Hiro, you should know that!" I remember everything Tadashi said so clearly, and I remember that laugh, how confident he'd been while controlling that robot.

But I'd been ready for him, after countless tries, I'd actually caught him off guard, and my robot slammed its body down on ni-san's, cutting off some of its circuitry so it became unresponsive to Tadashi's commands.

The look on his face, it was so priceless. He'd gone all red, like he was about to burst. I thought that maybe he was mad, but Tadashi wasn't like that. Instead, he had burst into a fit of laughter. "Well... I guess my robot wasn't really that strong after all. I guess you got me."

I remember squealing in triumph, but my victory was short lived, as Tadashi had ran over to me, and began chasing me around the room, while we both laughed hysterically. At some point or another, I'd picked up his robot, claiming that I should have it for winning.

I'd instantly regretted that decision. Some of that wiring my robot had cut, it started sparking. I didn't notice at first, until it was too late.

One minute I'd been running happily away from the 'monster' chasing me, the next, I was on the floor, struggling to breath. I have to admit, that robot packed more of a punch than I thought it might have, but Tadashi had been the leader of his schools bot fighting club, even if he just did the fighting part for me.

The electricity that had been flowing around that bot, it was now flowing around me. It made me feel like I was been burned up from the inside. I'd heard Tadashi calling my name, screaming at me. "HIRO!" But I didn't care about that, I couldn't care about that. I just wanted to pain to stop. My body was convulsing on the floor, unable to the control itself as I was electrocuted. My eyes were wide, I knew that for sure. It was the only thing I had been sure about, and still am now.

But that was it. My eyes. That robot hadn't even come near my eyes, why had it had to effect them? No other parts of my body had been damaged, nothing of value anyway. I'd felt like throwing up, but honestly, I'm still surprised I'd been able to hold it in after that. But then again, I wouldn't be sure if I even did.

The rest of the memory is blurred, like it had always been. But it makes me wonder, why is the rest of the memory so vivid? Is it just a punishment for being so stupid? With the relief being what isn't clear? I still haven't figured it out, but I know that was the last time I ever saw Tadashi, and ever would.

I feel like some sort of supernatural force had destroyed my life that day, and exactly 9 years in the future, it was making sure it stayed that way. Hadn't it taken enough from me? I'd still never be able to see how Tadashi had grown, I'd still never be able to see how I had grown. All I see is the memories of what I used to see. It keeps me company, at least.

But Tadashi was gone. All because of the fire that raged in front of me. That building... Was it even a building anymore? Or had the flames already turned it to dust? I didn't know.

Even before my glasses had been ripped away from me by the force of the explosion, I hadn't seen anything anyway. Those glasses were useless in that circumstance. Everyone was just one mashed up blur of white to me.

Tadashi had made those glasses for me to see again.. Partially. My vision wasn't completely back, the doctors said that no operation could change that, but at least with those glasses, I could see the heat signatures around me.

It was amazing really, I didn't understand how Tadashi could have even made them, they seem like something from comic book, but here I am, using thermal vision to see the world around me.

But how would that help now? Everything felt just as hot now, nothing stood out from the inferno. So when they were snatched away from me in the blast, I didn't bother reaching for them.

My head was pounding, maybe I'd hit my head on the pavement, but I didn't care. As I tried to gain my bearing, I gazed round at where the incredible heat was coming from. But what was the point? I might have just stayed lying on the ground, the vision I got back would still have been darkness. But I still had to. It was these urges I got, simply needing to look at something, even when I new I couldn't actually look at it, even with my glasses on.

The flames. I heard the crackling. How near were they? They might of been right on top of me, but how would I have known? The heat was all I could feel, and in desperation, I thought of something to say. To scream. "TADASHI!" I was startled at the sound of my own voice, but I was already cracking up inside. Where was Tadashi? He'd ran into the building, hadn't he? He'd told me that he'd needed to get the professor. That was in the building.

But why wasn't he here for me now. He had to be alive? Right? RIGHT? Why wasn't he here for me. Why wasn't he wrapping his arms around me, calming me down and telling me that he was fine. Why was I all alone?

I kept screaming his name, like it would make a difference. Why was I thinking like that? Tadashi was alive. He had to be. My sight was gone, it didn't mean he was gone too, just because I didn't see him, he wasn't gone. He hadn't been gone in the 9 years he'd looked after me. So he wasn't gone now.

I tried to clear my head of all those horrible thoughts. Tadashi probably never went in there, or... or maybe he got the professor out with him another way, before the explosion and he was just trying to find a way to the entrance, to find me.

I could wait... I can wait. I fumbled clumsily on the floor, patting the ground until I felt the smooth cold metal of my glasses, quickly rushing to put them on my face. They were life lasting, the battery never drained, and I mean never. In the 9 years I wore them, I'd never had to replace its energy source. Maybe it was solar powered.

What had been the point of this? Even after putting them on, I couldn't see anything. My vision might not have been black any more, but now it had just turned to wait. Not much of a step up. I quickly glanced around, struggling to even get on my knees, what was wrong with me?

My lip was trembling, wait... was I crying? Reaching up to my face, I felt the water droplets running down my cheek and dripping onto my hoodie. "Tadashi!" I heard myself scream again, but It was like I wasn't even in control of my body any more. I collapsed to the floor again, and I was starting to cough from the flames of the building. How close was I? I don't think I was on the steps, it would feel different on my back, but had the flames reached me here already?

The rest of that night wasn't much to me. The paramedics had come minutes later, and they'd actually had to restrain me. Restrain me. I felt weak, I'd been screaming my brothers name all night, thrashing around, trying to get away and save Tadashi. I didn't care if I wouldn't see where I was going, I needed to save Tadashi! He wasn't gone! He'll never be gone!

They'd sedated me after that. Fearing I'd actually damage my lungs from all the screaming, and I think I'd started to hyperventilate. But I don't care about me. I only care about Tadashi.

My vision had never really been gone thanks to Tadashi, he'd been my light. He'd been the one to look after me, guide me. After all, we'd never told anyone about the incident. The only people who even knew I was blind was the doctors who'd treated me on that day, and Tadashi, of course. But now? Tadashi had been ripped away from me. The one person I truly cared about in my life. Gone. And now? Now the light that had helped me through the darkness was gone. And I truly felt it. Now I was completely blind.

Now, I assure you, this isn't probably the full chapter 1 (or prologue) this is just rough and will look a lot better when the story starts its round. So I have some questions for you to answer to help me for the story.

- What did you actually think about the preview? Did you like it?

- Will you read the story when it comes out?

- Do you like the story being in Hiro's POV, or would you rather have it normally be third person?

- Would you rather me write the whole story before starting to post it on here, or would you rather I write the chapters as I go along?

- How long would you prefer the chapters to be? It would either be 2,000 or 4,000 words

Now, enough about my story, I'm still going to be doing these oneshots after all. Here is the next line up!

1 - Hiro's first bot fight

2 - Hiro and Baymax switch bodies (somehow)

3 - Hiro gets kidnapped

So, make sure to tell me your thoughts on my preview in your review, make sure to help me out with preferences for the story itself, and tell me which oneshot you'd like me to write next.