We Could Be Immortals

Just Barely

Papers scattered across the floors and various objects had been thrown across the room.

"You always were a sore loser." The man with fiery red hair remarked.

"We had it in our grasp!" The large man yelled angrily. "And we just lose it! It's destroyed now!"

"It's not my fault the hats didn't work." The other man said defensively.

He was then grabbed by the shirt and pulled up to the big man's height. His legs dangling off the ground.

"You designed them, Pine." He spat. "So it's entirely your fault."

"I used the blueprints you stole from Robinson industries. As advance as I am with my technology, I am not as advanced as Robinson."

"But without that chip we won't be able to put forward our plan." He dropped the small man in his grasp.

"Then we'll have to make do without it." Pine dusted himself.

"How are we going to do that?"

"We just need to make sure our army of robots are stronger and using the DOR-15 technology we can control anyone and everyone. And I think if we get Robinson's genius mind under our control, we can get him to replicate the chip." Pine smirked.

The large man felt a grin crawl on his face.

"Where would I be without your genius mind....Buddy." He patted the other man's back, causing him to lose balance.

"Still in jail for illegal bot fighting."

*

Beeping and silent breathing from multiple sources was what brought him back to consciousness. He wanted to go back to sleep. It was so much more peaceful and painless.

The more awake and aware he became, the pain began to consume him. He was aching all over, that moving seemed to be a difficult effort.

Light was coming in through his eyelids and he figured he'd try opening them. They weighed like a tonne. Once he got them up, he shut them again instantly as the light was too blinding. Instead, he flickered his eyelids to adjust to the lighting. When he was able to withstand it, brown eyes scanned the room.

He was in some hospital. His mind was currently blank and he had no clue why he was here. He saw his aunt asleep beside, sitting on a chair and her head resting against his bed.

Hiro tried opening his mouth, but found something was lodged into it.

A breathing tube?

He thought hard and recalled the fire at Robinson Industries. He was with Wilbur and Violet and after the last explosion he couldn't remember anything. Were his friends okay?

He was the last to pass out out of them and he had to know if they made it.

"Hiro?"

The boy looked up and saw his robotic companion.

"I am glad to know you are finally awake."

Cass moved her head and moaned. She woke up and saw Baymax.

"Baymax?" She blinked. "Uhm...why are you here?" She knew that the robot was worried about her nephew. She was worried about him. But Baymax did hourly checks and now wasn't time. Was it?"

"I saw Hiro was in need and went to check on him." He replied.

Cass looked at him worriedly and quickly turned to her nephew. Her worry fell when she saw he was awake.

"Oh thank goodness you're alright." She said in relief and hugged him.

"Aunt Cass...you're cwushing me." He said.