Big Hero 6: Spills and Chills

Chapter 7: Iron

""WHAT THE hell's going on here?" Dr. Cello frowned.

"Wasn't Dave Callaghan executed?" Honey raised her brow.

"Yeah and it couldn't be his dad 'cuz he's dead also." Dash shrugged.

"It's neither of them." Dr. Cello turned to the others. "They're both dead and even if they weren't, killing random people wouldn't be their MO. They each had their reasons and this is meaningless murder."

"Then it must be someone who's trying to hide behind their mask." Jack stroked his chin.

"So, what can you make of it, Dr. Cello?" Honey Lemon's eyes exuded worry as she turned to the scientist.

Dr. Cello walked up to the middle of the room, fishing a phone out of his jacket pocket. He squatted before the machine and waved his phone over it, receiving a beep in response. Dash and Honey stood behind him, watching closely while Jack and Maxwell stood near the walls, trying to piece things together.

"I don't think we should be so close to the thing." Maxwell frowned. "If it's the cause of the building's collapse, it could make the ceiling crash right on top of us."

Wasabi and Fred ran into the room, the latter jumping to the centre of the room, smacking his head against a pipe on the ceiling and crashing on the floor. Struggling to his feet, he walked up to Wasabi, bringing a frown to Maxwell's face. Dr. Cello stood and walked up to the others while Violet entered the room.

"You guys seen GoGo?" She looked around.

"She just left right after you did." Wasabi turned to her.

"Probably looking for Hiro." Honey's brows furrowed. "I hope he's alright."

"What were you able to find?" Jack walked up to Dr. Cello.

"I dunno, but I got a sweet pic of the machine." The scientist grinned, making Maxwell groan in aggravation.

"Will you get serious!?" Jack frowned.

"What?" The scientist jerked back. "Softball's a sport?"

"Dr. Cello, come on!" Honey walked up to him.

"I am serious." He moved up to the centre of the room. "All my life, I've wanted a cup of coffee." He took a sip of coffee. "But each time." He drank some. "Fate." He took a sip. "Has." He slurped loudly. "This is some good coffee." He took more. "Eluded me." He chugged down, causing Maxwell to slap his forehead.

"We're talking about the bomb." Wasabi shook his head.

"Yeah, this coffee is the bomb." Dr. Cello tossed he cup away. "Where do they keep coming from?"

"Dios maldita sea, what do you think that machine is?!"Anger raised Honey's voice. "Is it a bomb?"

"No, it's not." The scientist pocketed the phone.

"What is it?" Violet turned to the machine.

"It's responsible for the building's collapse, but it's neither a bomb, nor is its main function to cause buildings to crumble." Dr. Cello folded his arms. "It's got a shock wave mechanism that's affecting the walls of the building and causing it to -," The room shook, making him stagger. "I missed last year's Idols."

"If the machine's causing buildings to collapse, isn't that its main function?" Maxwell adjusted his glasses. "How do you know that it isn't?"

"As I took the pic, my phone detected radio frequencies coming from it." Dr. Cello turned to him. "It's communicating to something or someone, so I figure that it's not its main function."