Okay, I know that this chapter is kinda weird... but I try. Unfortunately, I haven't really had the clue how to progress to the part I really was wanting to write from the beginning, so I'm not quite sure what to say? Besides, cut me some slack. I haven't had that much writing experience at all, considering age, schooling, etc, etc...

Whale then, I guess continue on?

"Yes, Hiro," she said, and her voice was just as he remembered it - soft and calm and full of nothing but love. Rai Hamada gave her trademark smile, almost a smirk, to her two sons. "I'm clearly not dead, as you can see. In fact, I am very much alive."

Hiro didn't even remember his parents, as they had 'died' when he was 3 - he'd only seen them from pictures that he'd seen around Aunt Cass's room. But he could see that her smile matched Tadashi's optimistic one, and could hear the uncanny, slightly sarcastic tone underlining her voice that he often heard in his own.

"But-what-how?" Hiro stuttered, whereas Tadashi looked as if he were about to faint. "You - the car crash… you shouldn't be here…"

Go Go stared at the woman, looking from Hiro and Tadashi to their mother, seeing the resemblance. "Seriously, when will people stop coming back from the grave?" she whispered in an attempt to lighten the mood, though no one took her into consideration. Honey's mouth was wide open.

Rai sighed, though not exactly exasperated. "Can we talk about this later? We absolutely need to get out of here before we die. Again," she said, nodding towards Tadashi with another smile.

"Sure, Mrs. Hamada," Honey said, stepping up out of her fixed resolve. She glanced at Tadashi, who was leaning on her once more in an attempt not to fall and go into what may have been a paralysis shock. He had a slightly hazy look to his eyes. "What's our next move?"

Hiro's mother gave Honey an appraising nod, which made the girl flush. "We go and find - okay, steal - Baymax's files, and if possible, Baymax. Then, we book it and scram." She started sprinting down the hallway again, Fred and Wasabi following obediently and Honey and Go Go dragging the Hamada brothers along.

"Wait, wait!" Go Go demanded. Rai turned around, and Hiro internally groaned. "You faked your death, went into hiding for 13 years, then just decide to continue on like you haven't seen your sons for years?" The incredulousness in her voice was fatal. "I mean, Hiro has been fighting crime for the past year, Tadashi almost died in a fire, and both of them looked like death just slapped them in the face." She stopped, processing the girl's words.

"I am very much aware of their antics, Ms. Tomago," she said with an almost patronizing tone. "And no, I did not fake my death, for I had no way of revealing myself without simultaneously having death looming over my family's' heads." With that, she turned back around, once again navigating the maze of hallways. "You very much look like death, too," she called out over her shoulder without looking back, leaving Go Go at a lost of words.

Hiro grinned. Whoever could somehow make his friend shut up for one moment without anything to say, was certainly someone he admired. He decided not to question her right now, as his mind was still swimming from the knowledge that his mother was still alive, and they had to get out of there before they were caught and/or killed.

Left turn. Right turn. Another right turn. Where was Baymax, exactly?

"They finished observation of him about an hour ago," Rai called, whacking a guard over the head with the butt of her gun. "He should be charging in his docking station, right about…" One more turn.

"Now."

"Well, isn't that convenient," Wasabi commented without sarcasm. She typed in a numbers on the pad. It was extremely long, maybe about 20-25 digits. She hit enter, and the doors opened.

"How exactly do you seem to know every single code for every single room?" Hiro had to ask. She put a finger to her lips, winking.

"I have sources," she whispered, entering the room.

As per usual, it was dark. Hiro was honestly getting sick of all the similar looking rooms. Though, this one was smaller, with of course, only one object in the corner - Baymax.

"Someone, get hurt," ordered Hiro's mother. "Please." No one budged. "Anyone?" Go Go took the opportunity to smack Wasabi across the face.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, running a hand over his cheek. "Did you seriously have to do it that hard?" She smirked. Everybody turned to the little red box, expectantly. Nothing happened.

"That's strange…" Hiro muttered. "His exclamation of pain should have woken him up…"

"What me to do it again?" Go Go asked. Wasabi frantically shook his head. She made a move towards him, but Rai held up her hand, effectively stopping her from smacking the crap out of the poor guy.

"There's a tiny yellow bit of light flashing every so often on the bottom right - everybody see it?" She pointed to what she was talking about - Hiro saw it. "Tadashi," she continued, "What exactly does that mean?" Hiro turned to look at his sibling, who looked about as confused as everybody else.

"I… I don't know," he answered. "I don't think I've ever seen anything glowing on his station, except for his access port, which flashes when he's still not fully charged."

"Did they do something to him?" Hiro asked.

"Seems like it…" she muttered. "Listen, we got to go. Hiro, Tadashi, whoever - take it." He complied, taking the station and marveling how, a few days ago, it was fairly light, but now, it seemed like a dead weight.

"Let's go," Rai waved, heading out.

"Why do we always have to be on the run?" groaned Fred. "Why can't we like, sit down and have some nice tea without having to be afraid of dying?"

"It's called life," Go Go grumbled, "get used to it."

"What's that?" Hiro questioned as they ran down the slightly unstable walkway.

"I've seen it before," Tadashi mused. The parts of the giant machine disappeared into an abyss of seemingly nothingness. "The director… he showed me where you guys were on a map here."

"It's the design of Baymax, 3.0," Rai responded, distracted. "We should be out of the compound in a few minutes - assuming we haven't already been found on the run, which I doubt, as I put in replayed loops of tapes in the surveillance cameras…"

"Wait," Hiro interrupted, slowing down his pace, "you're telling me that the next destroyer of San Fransokyo is right here?"

"Yes." His eyes widened. It had to be at least as tall as a nine story building, and for the time being, it appeared like just a machine. Not like Baymax's plushable design, and he wondered why exactly they had needed the files in the first place.

"Shouldn't we stop and like, destroy it?" he argued, stopping completely. Everybody turned around and looked at him, where the teenager crossed his arms in defiance. "If the whole fate of my city rests on what's in this chasm, shouldn't we get rid of it so that exact thing doesn't happen?"

"Your safety, and your friends', is my priority, Hiro," she replied coolly. "My… agents should be able to take it down before it's ever released."

"'Should' is the key word. Besides, haven't you ever heard of the team's whole business in the city? We protect it, and I'm not leaving this compound until this thing is a huge pile of metal, whether or not if I'm 'safe.'"

"Hiro…"

Tadashi followed suit, crossing his arms, and almost losing his balance. "He's got a point, Mom. And knowing my brother, he's not going to give up." His words hanging in the air, the rest of the team silently did the same, even though Wasabi did it reluctantly.

Rai sighed, realizing that she wouldn't be getting out of the place if she didn't abide by their request - actually, demand.

"Do as much damage as you can within the next 3 minutes, then we're leaving."

"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." A cool, collected voice wafted over the stale air, and Hiro wasn't quite sure why, but it gave him the shivers. Everyone turned around slowly.

It was the assassin, standing in the entrance of where they had been heading prior to Hiro's moral sense of saving San Fransokyo. She held a ginormous, bazooka type gun, and though it overtook her small frame, she was the real threat.

"Don't even reach for your weapons. And don't think I don't know about your impressive array of weapons at your waist, Rai. If you make a move, any one of you, I will shoot." Hiro didn't know what special power the assassin's weapon held, and he really didn't want to find out.

Aside from the shock that he had been hearing the girl for the first time, that she wasn't mute at all, the teenaged genius found a lump in his throat, and he looked at the girl, not much younger than he was, through new eyes. He saw his mother looking at the assassin with something like sadness and something he couldn't really place.

"Mom," he said, "do you know who this is?"

Not breaking eye contact, she sighed. "I'm sorry to say this, guys. Especially after so long. But, I hope this is the last surprise of this particular journey."

"You see, after the 'accident'... I escaped. I escaped the failed attempt of taking my life, even though they took your father. In fact, the people who attempted it worked for this place. And, at the time… I was expecting - had been for a few months."

"Are you kidding me…" Tadashi whispered as he came to a conclusion.

"Yeah, I know. First Tadashi, then me, then her."

"Wait, what?" Hiro questioned.

Rai shot him a wistful look. "I named her Alala."

That'll be all the family reunion stuff, I promise.

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