When Stars Collide, a BH6 x Dr Who crossover

Chapter Seventeen: Showtime

The morning seemed to melt away as the Big Heroes prepared their tools of the trade. Because of their recent activities, most of their equipment needed a little tuning up. That and Honey's chemical purse needed a refill.

Baymax monitored Hiro closely as the boy wheeled around the garage, making sure he iced his bruise at least once an hour. He'd almost had Hiro promise to wear a light compression brace, to help reduce the potential of further injury. The boy didn't like it, but he saw the wisdom in it.

Several hours passed, including the lunch hour. Their gear was as ready as they could make it. Jack had come and gone a few times to check in with his men. Rose and the Doctor helped out where they could, including backing up Baymax about having the various members of the team rest. A few had protested, Hiro included, but they'd remained firm. While they napped, Rose went out to find a brace for the injured boy.

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The truck began to move. Alexander Thomas looked out the rear-view mirror with a sense of excitement. Finally, the time had come. The moment of truth was coming, and he already knew how it would turn out.

If everything went according to plan, he would have the exoskeletons mass-produced and sent out to the various parts of the world. When the time was right, they'd unleash them on the most populated areas. No one would be able to stop them.

The small convey was as nondescript as they could make it. The cars were plain sedans, black, of course. And the semi trailer looked like any other trailer hauling junk. They'd go in stages, each keeping enough distance from the others to keep the illusion that they weren't related. Or so they hoped.

Inside the trailer, Kim and her team continued to work on the machines, making sure they were as battle ready as possible. Their pilots waited in a white mini van that followed behind.

Using back roads, Thomas hoped to be less conspicuous. It would take more time, but would also ensure they were less likely to draw attention. Besides, the route had been carefully mapped out in advance, making sure to use roads typically used by truckers, just to be safe.

Thomas cracked his knuckles while the driver focused on the road. It was only a matter of time before they could come out of the shadows and claim their rightful chunk of the planet. Soon, everyone would know their name.

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The hour hand crept forward and Hiro dozed. He hadn't meant to, but with all they could do already done, well... that was life. Sleeping in armor wasn't the most comfortable, but at least the old sofa was cozy.

Wasabi took up residence on the wheelie chair, making a few last minute adjustments to his plasma blades. Looking up at the computer, he almost did a double take. "Uh, guys," he called out uncertainly, "I think we have a problem."

Hearing his voice, Hiro woke from his dreamless nap. "Wha? Huh?" He rubbed at his eyes. "What's going on?"

Both Honey Lemon and GoGo walked over to Wasabi, wondering what he meant. GoGo's eyes widened when she looked at the screen. The satellite feed had changed. "Hiro," she said, her tone higher pitched than normal. "You might want to look at this."

Wincing a bit, Hiro made his way over to the computer, Wasabi vacating the chair so he could sit. "What the? When did that happen?"

The semi they'd been monitoring was gone, as were the other vehicles. It almost looked abandoned. "They're on the move," Hiro realized. "Did any of you see which way they went?"