Operation: Sunfire

A dark figure slipped through the shadows making its way across the roof's in the warehouse district. It was soon followed by a large waddling figure close on its heels. "This place is certainly abandoned enough to hide strange comings and goings." Tadashi whispered into the communicator attached to his mask.

"It's cliché." Gogo replied watching Tadashi's progress from behind an empty shipping container. The irony of the situation was not lost on her. They were in the abandoned shipping yard they had first followed Hiro to, all those years back.

"Some things are cliché for a reason." Fred chirped in. "Ever heard the expression, if it works don't break it? Abandoned warehouses are perfect places to hide. Less people around to ask questions."

"The expression is if it works don't fix it, idiot." Gogo retorted.

"One would think that places like these would see more police patrols simply because they're such a perfect place for criminals to hide." Honey Lemon commented, leaning around Gogo to peer at the building they were targeting.

"I think it's a matter of man-power." Tadashi replied slipping out of sight. The large marshmallow that was following him came to a stop looking down the fire escape Tadashi was currently taking. Reaching the bottom he removed a small black device from the belt looped around his waist and attached it to the wall before heading back up.

"I have a question." Wasabi joined the conversation. "Why is Tadashi the one that's out there planting the charges while we're here waiting for him?"

Tadashi chuckled. "That's because I'm wearing black. It's a lot more difficult to see than the crazy neon colors used on your costumes. Seriously, what was Hiro thinking?"

"Baymax is wearing bright red and he's up there with you." Wasabi pointed out, watching as Baymax followed Tadashi across the roof once more, stopping to watch over him again when he slipped down and over the side.

"He insisted on coming with me." Tadashi lowered himself using a rope he'd attached to the roof, pausing half way down to attach another black disk to the building before flicking a switch. The motor he's installed into the device kicked in and hoisted him back up. "He certainly doesn't do much obeying for a robot that was programmed to respond to my every command."

"The well being of my primary patient is my primary concern." Baymax informed him. "All other commands are secondary to that." Baymax reached down and pulled Tadashi the rest of the way up.

"I hear you, buddy." Tadashi agreed in a fond tone. Baymax's strange quirks were starting to grow on him. Tadashi could, after all, find no fault in the healthcare companion's desire to protect his brother. "Alright." Tadashi climbed up onto Baymax's back slotting his shoes and gloves into the slots Hiro had designed for them. "Let's get back to the team." He took a deep breath and released it as Baymax obeyed his command, launching himself into the air and heading towards the containers the rest of the team was hiding behind. "You ready guys?" Tadashi asked, landing behind the rest of the team.

"Hell yeah!" Fred exclaimed bouncing up and down as he waited for the mission to start.

"Okay." Tadashi turned to face the warehouse he'd just left. "Commence Operation Sunfire."

- BH6 - BH6 - BH6 –

Hiro shuffled around a few pages, sorting them just before stacking them neatly into a box. Inquisitor had informed him that the portal has been successfully moved and he had an hour to sort out what he wanted to take before they moved him as well. Hiro had considered stubbornly refusing to sort through the notes but Inquisitor had informed him they would burn anything he left behind and he really couldn't afford to lose the progress he'd already made, not if he still hoped to find an opportunity to escape. He reached over to pick up his customized pen and the bottle of ink that went with it, intending to hide it under the pile of notes…

BOOM!

A loud noise shattered the deceptive peace Hiro had been left in. Red warning lights began to flash and sirens began to wail. Something was very wrong. Hiro dropped the pen and ink into the box and flipped the switch to reveal the empty lab that had once housed the portal scanning it for any sign of damage or chaos. He found none. The source of the disturbance was not a malfunction in any of the equipment that may have been left behind. Turning he began to scan the lab he was in trying to identify what was going on. His gaze landed on the micro-bots and he began to wonder if it was worth the effort to make a break for it when he decision was made for him.

Two of Inquisitors goons rushed in. "Move it. We're leaving." The larger of the two growled grabbing hold of Hiro's arm and dragging him out. The second one grabbed the box Hiro had managed to pack and followed.

BOOM!

Another bang reverberated through the air. The corridor was filled with chaos. There was more red light, the noise of the sirens blaring was louder and the corridor was filled with people, yelling and running as they all ran in what appeared to be random directions. The second goon was soon lost in the chaos leaving Hiro alone with the one that still had hold of his arm. Hiro couldn't even begin to follow the chaos of it all but maybe he didn't have to. Maybe he could use it to his advantage instead. He glanced at the goon that had hold of his arm a plan formulating in his mind. Inquisitor's goons each had a copy of the remote that activated the monitor around his ankle allowing either of them to use their copy if Hiro ever got it into his head to make a grab for it.

Hiro stumbled, deliberately collapsing as if he's tripped pulling his captor off balance along with him. Midway through the fall, he kicked a leg out connecting directly with the goon's ankle. A smirk crossed his lips at the satisfying crack that followed. Bulls-eye. The goon grunted and his grip slipped giving Hiro just enough wiggle room to twist freeing his arm. Run! His mind urged him to flee and every nerve in his body longed to comply but he twisted round instead turning to face the goon. Running forward he moved to punch the goon in the face.

"Not that easy." The goon snapped as he dodged the blow with ease reaching out to grab Hiro once more trying not to be unsettled by the manic grin still spread on Hiro's face. Hiro's momentum carried him straight into the goon and the force of the blow took them both down. The goon landed flat on his back and Hiro landed on top of him. The split second it took the goon to recover was all Hiro needed, taking full advantage of the inertia created by the fall, he rolled off the goon and took off at a dead sprint waving the remote control he'd managed to pick pocket along the way. "Thanks for this!"

Grinning in victory he quickly pocketed his prize and focused on escape. Narrowing his eyes he focused on the other running figures, looking for a pattern. Someone had to be headed out in all the panic. Ha! There it was. Most of the people were headed right. Grinning he followed after and it wasn't long before he encountered a staircase headed up. Smoke was billowing down it in a rush, quickly filling the corridors it encountered.

Hiro stumbled to a halt suddenly gripped by agonizing fear. Was there a fire? Was that the reason all the emergency systems seemed to be blaring. Memories of flickering flames filtered through his mind. A showcase was burning, exploding, taking life. "Noooooo!" Hiro curled in on himself, closed his eyes and cupped his ears as he screamed. "I won't!" Fire, heat, pain." "I can't! Not here!" Dead glassy eyes staring up at him from his own face. "I will not be broken!" And with that he opened his eyes once more and launched himself into the billowing smoke. If he was going to die anyway it was going to be while trying to escape.

Hiro ran up the stairs, hand pulling his shirt up to his mouth in order to make it easier to breath before yet again stumbling to a halt, this time in horror. Emerging from the smoke was a dark masked shadow dressed all in black. Bright amber lines ran over his body emphasizing his muscles, this strength and flickering in the palm of his right hand was a bright amber flame. Hiro instinctively took a step back only to encounter nothing but air. Time stood still for but a moment leaving him weightless and then he began to tumble.

"Hiro!" The cry echoed through his ears giving him but a mere second to process it and then it was gone as his head connected with the ground. Loud ringing, sharp pain and intense nausea assailed his senses, darkness dancing at the edge of his vision. Smoke, noise, bright light swirled and pulsed, ebbing and flowing to the rhythm of the pain. The nightmare was back. Black and amber reaching out to cradle him in all too familiar arms. "Don't worry, Hiro. I've got you." And then everything went black.

- BH6 - BH6 - BH6 –

A/N: THE END (just kidding)! Finally! I've been dying to write this chapter from the moment I started this story!

Rizard13: So what do you think? XD XD XD. You were on the right track ;)

Ern Estine 13624: The moment you have been waiting for... XD

Alexissenpai: It may... T_T. I hope that I will be able to mend it after it does.

Rosycat: Don't stress too much about missing a review. Although I love hearing from my readers I know how it is. Hope you like the little twist I threw in in this chapter. Been eager to get here for ages.

shooting2stars: Darn it, I have confuzzled you. Tadashi's comment regarding the superstition was directed at Gogo, not at Fred. I went to re-read the chapter and I see where the confusion came in. I added a piece explicitly stating the comment is directed at Gogo to hopefully clear up future confusion for anyone that may find this story at a later stage XD. Thanks for bringin my error to light. Is this chapter everything you have been hoping for?

Anony mouse101: They just did ;)