Hiro Hamada & Baymax: Prologue - System Breakdown
In reference to Baymax's appearance in System Breakdown.
"... Hmm."
Even someone as intelligent as Hiro Hamada, boy genius, could find difficulty in some things.
Granted, he could make far more progress than the average prospective student, but in this particular field of study, Hiro found the work to be somewhat tedious. After all, with his specialty being in robotics and technology, he was far more used to a hands-on experience when tinkering in his lab. Theoreticals were never his strongest suit, on the other side of the spectrum, so picking the theoretical side of fields such as astronomy and cosmology proved challenging, even for the prodigy himself. Not that he would admit it, but his pensive expression often did the speaking for him.
It had all began a few months ago, when Baymax had inexplicably disappeared for a whole day, swallowed up by a mysterious portal that, to this day, had never been explained, only to return home later that day in the very same portal, closing up as soon as it had appeared. No one, not Hiro, not Go Go, not Wasabi, not Honey, and... uh, certainly not Fred.
Surprisingly enough however, it was Fred who perhaps proved the most instrumental in jump-starting Hiro's decision to look into the matter. Preposterous as the idea might have seemed initially, Fred's imaginative mind, no doubt a result of all the comic books he enjoyed reading, was the one that first suggested that perhaps Baymax had been transported into an alternate dimension. The notion had been further supported by Baymax himself who, despite mysteriously blank memory banks (possibly a result of the unknown effects of interdimensional travel, again, all theoretical), managed to vaguely recall fantastical events and people, including an superheroic sounding individual named "MegaMan," a curious sounding boy named "Sora," and a female robot named... August? Augment? Aigis? Ai... something?
Well, whatever. It was what it was.
The phenomena had never been repeated once since that day, but Hiro diligently went on to spend almost every inch of his free time from that point studying up on theoretical astronomy and cosmology. Such abstract fields he was not used to, arguably the furthest thing he could have been from nanotechnology, but he was determined to get to the bottom of this. After all, when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.
And that was the incredible true story of how Hiro had gotten fixated with the idea of multiversal planes in the first place. Trial and error had become a constant for him as he attempted to replicate the effect many times with his machines, but if there was anything against him in this struggle, it was luck and timing. Hiro waited and waited for his bolt of lightning to strike, for the moment to come. After all, many of the world's greatest scientific achievements were discovered by pure accident.
Little did little Hiro know that the bolt was right around the corner, seen as he tinkered with his said machine.
"Alright, c'mon... c'mon. If I reroute the primary circuitry here, and divert the power source into..." The boy murmured to himself, his words ripe with technobabble like a classic mad scientist, alone in the lab.
Once he had finished the small upgrade, or at least, he hoped it would be considered an upgrade, he let out a breath, sealing the last screw, before placing a hand on his hip, still holding the screwdriver. And then... he waited.
...
He waited some more.
Seconds passed. Moments. And then a whole minute. Hiro could feel himself tapping his foot repeatedly against the ground involuntarily. He had become impatient as time went on, most likely a result of his relative lack of progress. A conundrum that he had almost never come into contact with before. He was aware of this, but even that awareness only irritated him more. Baymax suggested that perhaps this was a result of the mood swings found in most adolescents, but Hiro didn't exactly like to entertain the thought for reasons.
...
Thwak.
Hiro lightly hit the large machine with his screwdriver.
BWOOSH!
And then before he knew it, a blinding light emerged from above the machine, almost as though the sun itself had appeared in the room, though curiously, there was no heat emanating from it. If anything, it was quite a cold aura, and Hiro was too shocked in the moment to realize what had happened before a shockwave hit the room, and even the whole lab building, like an earthquake, causing him to fall down on his back. But then... his body never hit the ground.
It felt like he was sinking through the ground and into space as he descended into blackness. And then, from there, his vision went completely dark, as did his consciousness.
- - -
When the boy had come to, it was quite an information overload.
He was in an unfamiliar place, almost like some sort of cage. Well, that was bad news right off the bat right there. And it seemed that he wasn't alone, surrounded by all sorts of different people, some with rather strange looking garbs and... talking animals?? Hiro would have leapt to his feet excitedly if he even had the mental capacity at the pressing moment to realize what this meant, but instead, his brain was assaulted by an annoying headache, the boy rubbing his head with a soft grunt. Of course, the presence of a cage, along with some rather unfriendly looking folks
And then... right on schedule, a familiar, balloon-looking individual waddled right in front of Hiro.
"On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your pain? I detect the presence of cephalgia within your cranium, also more commonly known as a headache."
With a gasp, jump to his feet Hiro exactly did, gawking at Baymax, who was here with him, but curiously, Hiro remembered that he was distinctly not in the same room as him when... that thing happened with his machine. Did that mean the whole lab was affected?
"Baymax! Thank God you're here!" Hiro said eagerly, ignoring the pounding headache and giving his inflatable friend a hug, before brushing aside the robot's question and asking his own,
"But... If you're here, are the others here too? Wasabi? Honey? Go Go?"
It would certainly be strange for at least one of them to not be here if Hiro and Baymax were here, along with all these other strange looking people.
"My scanners have indicated that Miss Tomago is in the area, as I have identified her distinct cardiovascular patterns within my databanks and located them somewhere here. Assuming that you do not require medical assistance, would you like me to go look for her?"
"Knowing her, she'll probably find you faster, especially considering how you stick out, though... ah," Hiro pursed his lips briefly, eyeing the strange crowd around,
"I suppose if everyone sticks out, no one sticks out. I'm sure it'll be fine though!" Hiro said eagerly, lightly nudging Baymax with his fist.
"In the meantime then..." The boy continued, eyeing the man in a rather interesting black costume who identified himself as "Agent Venom," particularly taking an interest in the way his costume had undone its own face to reveal the man's face underneath, before reforming. Now
that was some pretty good tech! He just had to know who designed that! If only to get started on getting everyone's brains together to figure out a way out of here.
Approaching Agent Venom, along with whoever he was speaking with, Hiro cleared his throat and puffed out his chest, almost in a vain attempt to make himself significantly more "manly" looking to compete with the comparatively gargantuan Agent Venom, though it was rather difficult to notice, especially with Hiro's minuscule stature of 5'2.
"Ah, hey! What's up? Well, I guess whatever's up with you is the same as whatever's up with me, but... uh..."
Great start.
"Agent Venom, was it? That's a seriously cool suit! And the name isn't half-bad either! What kind of nanotechnology is your suit made of? It looks so organic and real! Almost like it's alive!" Hiro exclaimed enthusiastically. It was almost as though he had already forgotten the predicament they were all in.
@Josh M @Takumi @Archmage Jeremiah @Jeremi @Kaykay
