A/N: It's time! LOL. So this chapter starts off the part of the story that I affectionately call the "reunion arc." I am rather proud of this part of the story and I love the way that it all came out. I think this is also the longest chapter in the story. With that being said, the entire reunion itself was too long to fit into one chapter. It is literally huge because of all the plot stuff going on along side of it. That and I thought our two favorite brothers deserved to have more than the single chapter/ 3000 words reunion. I think the ending of this chapter might make a few people angry though and for that I'm sorry. However, this week we have some definite Hiro and Chiune/Tadashi interaction so that's a plus. There's just a lot to this reunion that goes into this.

This chapter marks the halfway point in the plot as well as in the chapters. Everything after this point is going to start rolling and roll quick towards the end.

Last week I received another mindblowing moment when I ended up with 17 reviews on the last chapter alone. I knew I would break the 100 review mark last week with the last chapter but 17 reviews alone just really surprised me. Thank you so much!

On another note, I was considering uploading a playlist to 8tracks with the songs that I used as inspiration and as a soundtrack for Scientist. I don't know. Would anyone else be interested in hearing/seeing that playlist?

God bless us everyone;

We're a broken people living 'neath a loaded gun.

And it can't be outfought, it can't outdone;

It can't be outmatched, it can't be outrun.

Catalyst- Linkin Park

"You are going to look Delle straight in the eyes when she walks back in here. You are going to smile at her and tell her the last place Callaghan was seen at was his daughter's apartment before going completely invisible. You are going to tell her that you want to know where he's disappeared to and how. You will start off subtle and grow more aggressive about getting your answers."

Hiro looked up from his computer desk. Confidence surged through him as he talked himself through his plan. He hoped it wouldn't come down to him having to reveal his secret identity as the leader of Big Hero 6 but if he needed to then God knew he would. The others might not be thrilled with him but they would understand. It was Callaghan they were talking about.

Delled didn't knock this time as she came back into his lab, "Sorry about that."

Hiro turned to face her. He had a winning smile on his face as he watched Delle close the door after herself. Look her in the eye. Get her back to talking about Callaghan. "I forgot to check in on a friend." Delle explained. For some reason she looked incredibly happy.

Ask her where S.H.I.E.L.D. thinks Callaghan is. Make her tell him everything she knows. Don't take no for an answer. "That's alright." he told her.

"He…"

Whatever Delle had been about to say was replaced by a high pitched, surprised shriek. The tool that she'd nearly tripped over the first time caught her the second time around. She tumbled to the ground and hit with a hard 'thud,' her ankle twisting out to the side awkwardly. Delle let loose a pretty impressive string of curse words as she hissed in pain. Slowly she sat up and massaged her ankle. Hiro was at her side in moments, bending down to her level.

"Are you okay?" he asked. However, before the words were fully out of his mouth there was the sound of a familiar beep from the corner of his lab and the sound of inflating vinyl. Delle's head snapped up immediately.

"Greetings. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion. I was alerted to your need for assistance when you said several curse words and exhaled sharply." Baymax said with a wave.

Delle's eyes went wide and her mouth hung open in shock. "Personal healthcare companion? Did I hear that right?" she asked Hiro.

Hiro stifled a groan. This was going to make things difficult. It wasn't like he could start interrogating her with Baymax hovering over her and offering her lollipops. "Yeah," Hiro answered, drawing the word out.

"Oh holy shit." Delle breathed as she continued to stare in mystification at Baymax. Then under her breath she muttered, "I friggin' knew it!"

"You've fallen." Baymax informed her.

"What was your first clue." Delle said, rolling her eyes. He shot her a harsh glare. That was his brother's pride and joy she was dissing. Notwithstanding the fact that something similar had happened to him in one of his earlier encounters with Baymax.

Baymax was unperturbed by Delle. His pain index scale appeared on his chest. "On a scale of one to ten, how do you rate your pain?"

"N...none, zero. I'm fine thanks." stammered Delle.

"I will scan you for injuries now."

"That really isn't nec… oh, okay." she started to protest, hand up in the air. However, she gave up when she saw Baymax's scan light flash. Protesting was futile.

"Scan complete."

Delle made a face at Hiro, "Can you tell your robot that he can disengage or something? Whatever it is you tell him that makes him stop?"

"Yeah, good luck with that." he sighed.

"You have twisted your ankle which has aggravated a previous injury sustained approximately a year ago to the same area. There is also a contusion on your left wrist with minor swelling."

Delle looked at her wrist. Her mouth made a little 'o' as if she hadn't even realized that there was actually a bruise there. Now that Hiro looked closer, there was no way she could've possibly missed it. It was rather large even hidden underneath her mother of pearl bracelet. It was also on the same wrist that he had noticed her twisting said bracelet on the day before. She clasped her wrist to her chest in surprise.

"Recommended treatment: ice the affected areas. Shall I administer treatment?" continued Baymax.

"Sure... I guess?" Delle answered hesitantly.

"Hiro will you please help the patient to a chair?" Baymax asked him.

"That isn't…" Delle said quickly. "I can walk."

"That would be unwise as it would risk further aggravating your ankle." Baymax informed her matter of factly.

Delle raised her eyebrow in irritation. "I once ran on this ankle when it was broken. I think I can manage walking on it when it's twisted." she told Baymax primly.

"Don't try arguing with him. It doesn't work." Hiro explained as he shook his head.

To his surprise, Delle's lip curled upwards in a dry smile. "I have a friend who's the same way."

Hiro offered Delle his hand. She took it and he hauled her to her feet, carefully ensuring that she was leaning her weight against him and not on her injured ankle. He managed to get her back to her chair without incident. Baymax huddled closer. Delle shot him a wary look. "He isn't actually going to, like, make ice come out his hand is he?"

"Just watch." Hiro told her. There was a whir from one of Baymax's internal motors as he held out his hand to Delle. She flinched slightly but allowed Baymax to put his hand on her ankle. "There are pumps in his hand that move cooled water through the digits that serve as a cooling pack." he explained.

"What else does he do? Fly?" asked Delle in a slightly amused tone. He shot her a bemused look. She really had no idea. "Is this the project you gave up for your microbots?"

"Yep," he nodded. He started to form his question about Callaghan but Delle cut him off.

"Personal healthcare companion, way different from something that was used as a weapon."

"My brother built him." he explained. He'd meant to say it casually and brush it off as no big deal but the pride in his brother seeped into his words. Delle ran her eyes over Baymax in obvious appreciation. There was a small smile on her face.

"You followed in your brother's footsteps didn't you. You're studying to be a robotics engineer too."

"Uh, yeah." he replied unsure of what she was trying to get at.

"And you built your microbots at fourteen right? Now you're, what? Seventeen I guess?" she said without taking her eyes off of Baymax. Hiro just nodded. "Impressive for someone your age."

"Uh, thanks." he said with a shrug. "Listen about Callaghan…"

Hiro tried to get back to the flow that he'd had before his professor interrupted them. However, it appeared that it really wasn't his day. There was a loud bang from outside the hallway. Delle looked up at the sound of it, eyebrow raised and instantly on alert. It wasn't untypical to hear banging in the lab. Several loud noises happened to be of his own making. It was just something that kind of happened in a science laboratory. Chemists were frequently blowing something up and some of the engineering students were really uncoordinated, dropping all sorts of metal parts on the ground. It was just typically one loud bang and maybe some cursing or sirens sometimes. What made him raise his own eyebrow was the second, third, and fourth bangs that followed the first. "Is that normal?" Delle asked.

"It's midterms. I'm sure someone's just knee deep in their project." Hiro explained. As if on cue, there was another loud crash followed by a muffled yell. Hiro frowned. "I better go check on whoever it is really quick."

Hiro started for the door.

Crash!

The door slid open so hard that the glass in it shattered and rained down on the floor. Hiro jumped back in shock and the chair Delle had been sitting in flew backwards as she jumped up. For a split moment, Hiro only saw the gun that was pointed into his lab and the tensed finger around the trigger. The gun went off with a resounding bang, ricocheting through his eardrums like thunder. There was a loud pop and almost instantly there was the sound air rushing out from a confined source mixing with a high pitched mechanical whine as something computerized failed.

Hiro lowered his arms, he hadn't realized that he'd raised them to protect himself, and turned to face the sound. His eyes went wide with horror. "Baymax!" he screamed.

It looked as though Delle had tried to catch him as he'd fallen backwards but had quickly become overwhelmed by all the vinyl and metal skeleton. She was sagging under the awkward bulk. Rage poured through him making his hands shake. He whipped around, venom on the tip of his tongue, to see who dared to pull a gun on Baymax. What he saw was enough to make him nearly swallow his tongue.

Wasabi, Honey Lemon, GoGo, and Fred were standing in the hallway and suited up just as he'd asked them to come. However, each and everyone of them had their hands on their heads with varying expressions of anger, fear, and nerves dancing across them. Not that Hiro could blame them. Not when there were four men standing behind them with guns trained on their heads.

There were five of them in total. The four behind his friends and the one still holding the smoking gun. The four men were wearing military fatigues with some sort of strange octopus looking symbol embroidered on their chests. They were wearing hats and scarves pulled up over their noses and mouths to conceal their identities. The man leading the assault didn't seem to have the same worry. He was tall with dark hair and eyes and wearing a sharp suit.

"If you don't want to end up with a hole in yourself like your robot," grinned the man who'd shot Baymax, "I suggest that you put your hands on top of your head Mr. Hamada."

"Williams…" breathed Delle. There was a dull thud as she let go of Baymax's deflated form. Once more anger roiled in his chest. Apparently Delle knew this Williams person and this Williams guy had just shot Baymax. As if he really needed another reason to not like her. Damn! "Do as he says." she whispered.

Hiro turned to tell her exactly what she could do and where she could take herself. Then he saw her face. She had gone as pale as a sheet and she was staring wide eyed at Williams. He was also deadly certain that her hands were shaking as she raised them into the air. That was the Delle he'd seen and overheard the day before. She may have known Williams but she definitely didn't seem to be working with him. Hiro grit his teeth together hard and slowly raised his hands into the air.

"So good to see that you have some common sense." sneered Williams. "The rest of your team here thought they could fight us. Didn't work out so well for them."

Williams waved a hand behind him at the others. GoGo audibly growled and earned herself a warning glare from both Wasabi and Honey Lemon. It was kind of a toss up as to who looked like they wanted to puke more, Wasabi or Honey Lemon. Fred was busy staring at the armed men around him, probably concocting half a dozen theories as to who these guys were exactly. "Now, if you'd be so kind as to invite us in." Williams directed him, taking a moment to point the gun at him.

"Sure, why not. I love having visitors. Come on in. I think I have some tea I can brew up." spat Hiro. He stepped back and came to stand beside Delle. Williams took a step into the room. As Wasabi, Honey Lemon, GoGo, and Fred were all forced into the room by the men behind them, Williams eyes landed directly on Delle. A sick smile spread across his lips and Delle went completely rigid.

"Well, well. We meet again Agent. I'm sorry, I forgot your name. What was it again?" Williams asked Delle. She didn't respond. In fact, she was clenching her jaw so tight he could see the muscles and tendons straining under her chin. Delle also seemed to be looking through Williams and not at him. Williams snorted, "Just as talkative as the last time I see. All of you stand over there."

Williams jerked a nod at the opposite corner of Hiro's lab. Stiffly, with their hands still on their heads, they walked to where they'd been directed to. Hiro forced himself to swallow the lump in his throat. None of them had their weapons. Nope, the men who were holding guns on them had them all in their hands. As his friends lined up against the wall the armed men dumped the weapons in the corner farthest away. This wasn't looking good at all. Alright, alright! Just calm down and think! There had to be a way to turn this around to their favor. Too bad Hiro couldn't see it yet.

"What the Hell is going on?" GoGo finally exploded. "Who the Hell are you?"

"Secret evil organization bent on world domination." Fred answered sagely. Seriously, it was scary sometimes just how calm and collected he could be.

"Secret, yes. Evil, no. I'm Agent Williams from Hydra. We have a proposition for you Mr. Hamada as well as your friends." Williams said. It was also scary sometimes how Fred seemed to right about these sort of things.

Williams finally tore his eyes away from Delle and looked at him. Hiro shot her a worried look out of the corner of his eye. She seemed to have stopped breathing. "Not so sure I want to be associated with anyone who holds guns against my friends and shoots my robot. Which, by the way, I really don't appreciate. I just finished upgrading him so thanks for that."

"My sincerest apologies." said Williams sounding decidedly insincere. "Now about that proposal…"

"Take it and go to Hell." hissed Delle. Her hands were still raised and shaking. There was still no color to her face. Her voice was even trembling a little. The conviction, the hatred, in it though. Man! That was something else.

"Oh! You do still speak." Williams laughed.

"He's a child." Delle growled. Hiro opened his mouth to tell her that he was not, in fact, a child. Delle didn't give him a chance to. "He's not even a metahuman. None of them are."

"But they're all damn good scientists. Your microbots in particular." Williams started speaking to him once again. "Now those were something special. We were wondering if you'd be interested in furthering the technology. We've had some of our own scientists put their own spin on it. We'd love for you to come down and see what we've done. Maybe give us a few pointers and work out some bugs together?"

"This does not sound like a good idea." Wasabi called from the corner. Williams snapped his gaze in Wasabi's direction and immediately Wasabi winced. "Well it doesn't." he muttered under his breath.

"I kinda have to agree with my buddy over there so I'll have to pass on your very generous offer." Hiro told Williams through a smile that wasn't in any way, shape, or form friendly.

"Unfortunately Mr. Hamada, that wasn't so much of a suggestion as it was me telling you what you will be doing. Otherwise, the consequences for you and your friends will not be pleasant. I'm sure the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent over there could tell you in detail what happens to those who are too resistant to Hydra's requests." Williams answered with the same kind of smile.

"You really don't make a convincing argument. Wielding guns, backing my friends into a corner, pumping my robot full of lead. Not very persuasive. Sorry." Hiro growled. He sent a very pointed look at Baymax on the ground at Vera's feet.

"On the contrary, I find it the most persuasive of all measures." Williams's smirk didn't fade from his lips.

"We aren't coming with you." Hiro said firmly with the confidence that he gained after three years of crime fighting.

"You seem to think that you have a choice Mr. Hamada." Williams said again derisively.

Something spiteful sat on the tip of his tongue. His eyes flashed over the men in the room. There were five of them in total. Six now, actually. Another one had slipped into the lab quietly and was standing behind the other four uniformed men. One for each of them. That is if Delle could even fight and going by the look on her face, there wasn't a high likelihood of that being a possibility. She really didn't look so good. Their weapons were in the corner and he was the closest to them. Maybe, if he was quick enough, he could get to them. A well placed elbow to Williams side might take him off guard and give Hiro a chance. Williams seemed to be oblivious at the moment. All it would take is a quick sudden movement. He smirked back, his weight shifting from foot to foot.

"Hiro," Honey Lemon called anxiously through clenched teeth. He looked over at his friends. Williams might not have known what was going through his head but it was obvious to every single one of his friends knew exactly what he was thinking. Hiro flashed them a grin to try and reassure them. Wasabi mouthed 'no' as Honey Lemon, GoGo, and Fred shook their heads in a subtle way.

"What are you going to do? Fight us? Your friends could tell you just how well that worked out for them. As for you Miss Agent," Williams said as he turned to Delle, "You have one way to leave this room alive. Where's the Scientist?"

Horror washed over him. Williams couldn't be serious! Yet, he didn't doubt it for a moment. The look on Williams face was dead serious. He looked between Williams and Delle. Hiro had no clue what Vanellope Delle had done to earn the ire of Hydra but he highly doubted that it was bad enough to warrant Williams killing her.

A muscle in Delle's jaw twitched. Hiro didn't think she was going to answer. "I… I don't know what you're talking about." whispered Delle.

"Well that's a surprise." Williams said sarcastically. "I haven't heard that out of you before. Just shoot her and put her out of her misery."

The guard the farthest back started to move. "Wait!" Hiro called, raising his hand towards Williams. "If you want us to even consider coming with you, you don't lay a hand on her."

Williams turned to look at him with an ugly sneer on his face. He raised his gun at Hiro. "Again, you seem to think you are in the position of bargaining with us. That isn't the case."

Hiro grit his teeth. As if Williams needed to give him another reason not to like these Hydra people. He wasn't the only one. From the corner of his eye he saw Fred slowly start nodding in silent support. GoGo followed with Honey Lemon quickly agreeing as well. Wasabi gave him one curt nod. He clenched his hands into fists. They would have one shot at this or…

There was a scraping sound and an ungodly scream rang through the lab as a barefoot Delle flung herself at Williams. So much for not aggravating her ankle any further.

X X X

How fast can you get to SFIT? I have something that you need to see. Vera's words made something twist his gut into a tight knot. He really hoped Vera had had better luck than he. They were running out of time to find Big Hero 6. Chiune had no clue what it was that Vera needed him to see. He didn't doubt that it was important though. Very rarely did Vera ever pull him away from something that he was doing on a whim. Tadashi Hamada? Who was he and why exactly had Vera asked him if the name was familiar? Maybe Vera had found a lead on Big Hero 6 connected to Tadashi and wanted to know if he'd come across the name in his own research. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed.

The cab he was in turned down the street and the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology came into view. The beautiful glass and metal building was still dimly lit in the darkening evening light. A pang of jealousy ran through him. There was something about SFIT that made him breathless. It was like a dream come true. Only, he'd never envisioned a mad search for a Superhero team and a group of bloodthirsty mad men pursuing them in his dream of visiting SFIT. "Here's fine." he told the driver as the cab pulled up to the sidewalk in front of the building.

He passed the driver some cash and hopped out of the cab. As he slammed the door after him, he noticed there was someone hanging around the building's front door. His heart stuttered to a stop and nausea rose in his throat. The cab driver pulled away from the sidewalk and drove away, quite clearly not seeing the man in military fatigues and an assault rifle in his hands. What really freaked him out though was the insignia on the man's arm. The man was Hydra and he and Vera were too late.

That's when he realized another crucial thing. Vera was supposed to be inside the Institute… with Hydra. Chiune let loose a Japanese curse under his breath. He had to get in there and find Vera. There wasn't a shadow of a doubt in his mind about what would happen to her if Hydra found her. When they found her. If they hadn't found her already. She was a dead girl. He couldn't let that happen.

He gave one hard look at the lone Hydra footsoldier. A lump formed his throat. "I am going to get shot." he muttered to himself as he strode towards the footsoldier without giving any second thoughts.

"Campus is closed." the footsoldier called to him as he approached. He ignored him, keeping his face as neutral as possible, and kept coming. The footsoldier twisted the gun he was holding for emphasis. That would've been enough to keep others dissuaded from coming any closer. Assault rifle toting pedestrians in military fatigues definitely didn't give off a 'come over for a casual chat' vibe. Not that Chiune particularly cared. He'd gotten too close to the guy to back down. "Hey! Did you hear me?" the footsoldier demanded.

Chiune balled his hand into a fist. Without breaking stride, he sent his fist into the footsoldier's face. The other man yelled in pain and completely taken off guard. He launched a hard, heavy strike to the neck with his forearm. The footsoldier crumpled to the ground with nothing more than a weak groan. "And just so you know, yeah, I did hear you." he mumbled in response as he bent down to look at the footsoldier.

The footsoldier was out cold though. The guy was probably just one of God only knew how many Hydra men that were present. There was no way that he was going to be able to pull the same stunt again. He had to find a way to get in, get to Vera, and get out without being noticed. His glance flashed down to the unconscious footsoldier. "I am so definitely going to get shot." he grumbled under his breath as he massaged the bridge of his nose momentarily. "I really hope you're wearing something underneath this buddy."

Within a few minutes, he'd stripped the footsoldier of his fatigues and had thrown them over his own clothes. Thank heavens that the guy was, indeed, wearing something under the fatigues. The jacket was definitely too big but at least the pants didn't sag on his waist. He pulled the scarf that the footsoldier had been wearing over his nose and mouth and the hat down low to hide his eyes. At least they won't be able to tell that I'm not one of them. The thought crossed his mind as he shoved his Yankees cap in one of the pant's many pockets for safekeeping and tucked his messenger bag into one of the inside pockets. He just hoped that no one from the Hydra strike team recognized him as "the Scientist." Grabbing the footsoldier's assault rifle to complete the disguise, he ran into the building. His heart pounding with each step he took.

At first glance there didn't seem to be anything wrong in the building. However, as he quietly snuck down the halls and past the numerous labs, it became quite clear that something wasn't right. The hallways were littered with papers and there were a few picture frames on the ground. Judging by the glass in the frames was broken, some hadn't just taken them off the wall. There had been a fight. About the only thing that kept him from completely freaking out was the fact that there was conspicuously no blood. Of course, he had to shove away the fact that there were ways to kill and maim without leaving blood. Where were all the students though? It was midterms. He'd have thought the SFIT labs would be chock full of students working on projects. Someone should've heard the struggle, yet it was way too quiet. On impulse he cracked open a random lab's door. A faint, lingering odor touched his nose and made him want to sneeze. The student who was utilizing the space was on the ground, unconscious. And that would be why no one heard the struggle, he realized.

He swallowed the lump in his throat and closed the lab's door softly before continuing down the hall, following the light trail of destruction. Somehow, someway, Hydra had managed to knock any and all witnesses out. This really didn't bode well. For a split second he wondered if he should've called Director Coulson but then shook his head. There was nothing that Coulson could've done at the moment. Then he heard muffled voices coming from a lab further down the hall. He hurried towards it.

"I'm sure the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent here could elaborate on some of the consequences Mr. Hamada." a painfully familiar voice said from inside the room. His blood ran cold.

"Williams..." he breathed in horror. The door to the lab was still open, mainly because someone had busted the glass straight out of it. Several tools, papers, textbooks, and other various equipment littered the floor along with the shards of glass that had come from the door. Sure enough, Williams stood in the lab with his gun raised and aimed at a boy probably no older than seventeen. The boy's cocky, gap toothed grin was venomous and not at all afraid even though his hands were up in the air. He wondered if this was the Tadashi Hamada that Vera had asked him about. Now that he saw the kid there was something strangely familiar about him. It was almost painful just how familiar the kid was.

Vera stood beside him and looked catatonic. Her hands were in the air but her entire body was rigid like stone. Her eyes were dead and her face drawn and pale. He bit back a curse as he slid silently into the room behind the four footsoldiers behind Williams. She was literally too paralyzed to do anything. At least she seemed to have found Big Hero 6.

Four of the team members stood against the back corner in their suits and masks. He noticed, however, that their weapons were directly behind him. None of them looked terribly happy though with their teeth grit tightly together and their hands on top of their heads. The boy gave a snort. He shook his head, making his unruly black hair fly all over the place. "You really don't make a convincing argument. Wielding guns, backing my friends into a corner, pumping my robot full of lead. Not very persuasive. Sorry." he growled.

Chiune looked to the side of Vera. There was a massive puddle of white vinyl and metal skeleton beside her. He winced. That was probably the robot member of Big Hero 6 and they probably weren't going to get any help from it. "On the contrary, I find it the most persuasive of all measures."

He cast another sideways glance at the weapons. If he could just cause a big enough distraction, maybe the Superheroes could use it to get to their weapons. Williams wasn't even paying attention to what was going on behind him. All he needed to do was just kick one of the other footsoldiers in the leg or something. That would split Williams attention pretty well. Of course it was probably going to get him shot but he'd already come to that realization outside so whatever. "We aren't coming with you." the boy told Williams firmly, confidently.

"You seem to think that you have a choice Mr. Hamada." Williams sneered. Chiune saw the boy shift his weight between his legs, bouncing subtly from side to side. The boy was looking for an opening he realized.

"Hiro," the girl in the pink armor called anxiously. He was no expert but gauging the reactions of the kid's friends, they thought he was looking for an opening too. Well, Chiune would give them their opening. Apparently, too, this boy was not in fact Tadashi Hamada but rather Hiro Hamada.

"What are you going to do? Fight us? Your friends could tell you just how well that worked out for them." Williams said scathingly. Hiro looked like he had something to say but Williams turned to look at Vera. "As for you Miss Agent, there's only way you're leaving this room alive tonight. Where's the Scientist?"

He nearly gave himself away. Vera's lips and fingers twitched. He saw her swallow and her eyes flash. She gave a quick look over the men that were assembled and realized that it would be her firing squad. She licked her lips. "I… I don't know what you're talking about." she stammered quietly.

He couldn't see the look on Williams face, but he'd spent enough time in the man's company to picture it. Absolutely nothing merciful about it. He fingers twisted around the assault rifle. "Well that's a surprise." Williams said sarcastically. "I haven't heard that out of you before. Just shoot her and put her out of her misery."

In a knee jerk reaction, he moved to protect her. "Wait!" Hiro Hamada yelled, throwing his hand in the air and taking a step towards Williams. A pang of respect ran through Chiune as he looked at the boy. "If you want us to even consider coming with you, you don't lay a hand on her."

Williams gave a barking laugh. "Again, you seem to think you are in the position of bargaining with us. That isn't the case." he told Hiro as Williams pointed his gun at him.

For one very tense second, no one moved. No one so much as breathed. Something hit the ground with a quiet thud followed by a scraping sound as the same object went skittering across the floor. Then Vera let loose an ungodly, wordless scream as she flung herself, barefoot no less, at Williams.

Williams went down, bent over double and groaning, from the sucker punch that Vera had delivered straight into his middle. Hiro Hamada swore loudly in shock as his friends stood behind him gaping. It was only for a moment though because what followed next he could only describe as chaos. The footsoldiers jumped into action as Big Hero 6 made a dive for their weapons. One of the men raised his gun against Vera but didn't realize his mistake until it was too late. The footsoldier was standing beside Chiune. He reached over, grabbed the footsoldier's arm with one hand, snapped the palm of his heel hard into the crook of the guy's elbow. With a cry, the gun fell from the footsoldier's hand. With a quick and merciless blow, he drove his knee into the man's chest, forcing him to double over, before cracking him over the back of his head.

He caught a glimpse of Vera as she rounded on the next footsoldier that approached her. There was nothing but a cold determined look in her eyes as shot a punch into the man's face. A thick orange haze exploded into the room. Apparently the chemist heroine had gotten to her bag. A blur of yellow zipped past him through the haze. She hit some footsoldier behind him with a move that must have taken the guy off his feet judging by the sound it made. There was a low pitched whir sound and the cracks of gunshots from somewhere else in the haze before a loud thud followed by an excited whoop echoed from the same direction.

"Stupid move, Agent." snarled Williams from somewhere in front of him in the haze. His heart gave a jolt. He turned towards the sound, where Vera had to be, but couldn't see her. Her name was on the tip of his tongue but there was yet another sickening crack and another heavy thud. "Fall back! Everyone fall back!" Williams ordered in a strained voice.

The orange haze cleared. The room was completely empty except for them. However, he could still hear the racing footsteps from the retreating Hydra footsoldiers. He tried to ignore the weight that settled into his stomach. They would be back. It was just a matter of time.

Hiro Hamada was standing in approximately the same place that Williams had been standing in, holding a fire extinguisher as a bludgeon and a dark look on his face. The chemist heroine was standing off to the side, four multicolored orbs in each hand. The yellow blur he'd seen was beside her with her disc raised in the air to throw. The big guy with lasers was currently shaking his head at the kaiju hero who in turn looked rather pleased with himself, flexing his arms inside of his suit. There was also a puddle of what looked like blood and spit between the two of them. As for Vera… Vera was coming straight at his head, hand balled into a fist.

"Holy shit!" he gasped as he barely managed to duck underneath her swing. It was only because they'd sparred so many times that he was even able to reach up and grab her outstretched arm out of the air. He spun her around, pinning her arms to her side, and held her against his chest. Vera gave a scream and thrashed in her grip.

"Let her go!" demanded Hiro as he rounded on the pair of them, raising his fire extinguisher. He wasn't paying attention though.

"Easy, easy! Vera, it's me!" he ground out as he took a blow to his shin from one of Vera's thrashing kicks. He winced as he realized just how much the scarf distorted his voice. "It's me imouto."

Vera fell limp in his grasp as she recognized the term of irritating endearment. "Ch...Chiune." she gasped.

"I told you I'd be here in twenty." he laughed weakly. Vera's grip became like iron as she clasped his arm for support. Her weight sagged.

"I found Big Hero 6," she told him in shaking, giggly voice as she pointed towards said group of Superheroes. Well at least she seemed to be winning the battle against falling into a pit of hysteria. She was also not catatonic. Those were both good things right? Then again he could feel her nails clawing into him through the fabric of his stolen military fatigues.

He patted her on the head and looked at Big Hero 6 with a dry, wincing smile. "Yes, I can see that. You also appeared to give Williams a minor heart attack."

"Hmm, too bad it didn't kill him." she said in a slightly strained voice. Oh look! His favorite borderline hysterical morbidity was resurfacing in Vera. He hadn't seen that in awhile. Not since she'd commented on the pink tiles at the underground compound. He gave her a squeeze around her shoulders.

"What… the… Hell!" spat Hiro Hamada. Both he and Vera's attention snapped back to the teenager. Vera went razor rigid in his grasp. "What the Hell just happened?"

Sneak Peek at Next Week's Chapter:

"Off Campus"

"Would one of you two possibly care to tell me why you're here?" Hiro growled.

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"They're still inside Hamada's lab sir." some Hydra footsoldier called from down the hall.

"Time to go!" Vera growled.

XXX

Once more, Vera's hand shot out and latched on to Chiune's wrist. "We need to talk." she said seriously, and so deadly quietly that it immediately set him on edge.

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Thanks to everyone who followed, favorited, and reviewed!

DaydreamDepartment: Yep! There are a couple different showdowns between BH6, Chiune/Tadashi, and Vera. This chapter being one of them. As for Hiro and Tadashi's reaction to each other, again, one of my favorite parts of the story.

The Guardian of the Sky: Actually the brick wall thing was intentional. I wanted it to be a similarity between Hiro and Tadashi. Am I really your favorite author? Thanks!

aki: I imagine if Wasabi was the first to see Tadashi and he was alone there would be a lot of his girlish screaming.

Tony18: Oh Hiro definitely sees himself as a bit of a ladies man. Most definitely. The kid thinks he oozes "Hamada Charm." His friends not so much. That was why they all groaned in a previous chapter. They knew exactly what was coming. I think Hiro would flirt with anything and anyone if he thought it would get him what he needed for the moment though too. I imagine that his luck with actually asking girls out varies. He's still a kid so he's quite liable to stick his foot in his mouth and dig a hole.

Espe Kuroba: I'm glad you're enjoying it. I had a lot of fun writing it. More fun than I think is reasonable.

Guest (anon reviewer): Yay! So happy you're enjoying it. Every Saturday brings a new update!

EasilyDistractedBookWorm: I had so much fun piecing together that sneak peek last week. There will definitely be a brotherly moment. Writing it made me want to rip my heart out.

sarafine-ecleips: I can't tell you how long I've been waiting for this moment myself.

Ember Neutron: We have lots of bad feelings coming your way. But good ones too!

Tadashi (anon reviewer): Why would I kill off Tadashi? I'm not that cruel! At least I don't think so...

Sabeloid: Calm down! Calm down! Take a deep breath and stay calm. Okay, I would scream too if I were reading.

Shoyzz: I had to stop writing because the chapter was so long. Tadashi/Chiune's memory loss is kind of a big deal despite the fact that his personality is the same. It was interesting to explore the way Hiro copes with it in later chapters, as well as everyone else.

UntitledJoy: The plot was so much fun to come up with. A lot of it I came up with on the fly as I was writing. I had the big picture idea and it was like I was finding the jigsaw pieces to put it together with. I think that's why my writing has improved over the span of the story. When I first started, my ideas were vague to even myself but as I wrote they became clearer. Unfortunately, I wanted to strike while the interest was highest so I decided to edit on the fly as I posted which isn't something that I would do in normal publishing means. Usually, I would let the story sit a few months, come back to it, read it for cohesion, and fix as I went.

bukalay: Villains are complex. Or at least they should be complex. No one is one hundred percent good or evil. Reading stories like that get a little old in my opinion. Callaghan in my opinion is an amazingly complex villain. The more I think about his motives and the reason for turning to Supervillainy, the more I want to cry. I'm not saying that I'm going to give Callaghan an easy way out (one way or the other) but hopefully I've kept him as the amazing complex villain he was presented as in Big Hero 6.

lilnightmare17: Thanks for all your support. I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far!

Lei' Raeyna: Yes, I did have Hiro and Tadashi use the same brick wall metaphor intentionally. It's one of the ways that I wanted to show that they were alike/siblings/related. There's a few other ticks that the pair share too such as raking their hands through their hair when their frustrated and rubbing the back of their necks when they're working through a complex problem. It makes me happy that someone picked up on that detail!

APTX4869-Kaito: Lots of all caps lol. Stay with me just a little longer. This is where it gets good!