Eight-year-old Tadashi Hamada sat in the hospital waiting room with a a worried look on his face (along with his big black-rimmed glasses). He couldn't believe what had happened. One minute he was eating breakfast with his family, the next minute his parents were killed, the house was burned down, and his brother had a palladium metal beam pierced through his chest. Panicked, Tadashi salvaged his cellular device and called his father's sister to take Hiro to the hospital. She did, but now Tadashi was worried. Hiro was meant to live up to a great prophecy! How was he going to become the savior of San Fransokyo and the leader of the new Avengers if he was dead?

Tadashi could hear his aunt Cass talking to the doctor from outside the room. "Ms. Hamada, your younger nephew is going to be fine. The surgery was a success."

"That's great!" Cass said.

"However, I have some unfortunate news," the doctor continued. "We were unable to get all of the pieces out of Hiro. There are still several metal shrapnels near his heart. Worse, as the metal contains palladium, it's poisoning him."

"Poisoning him?" Cass asked. She sounded worried. "Is he going to be alright?"

"As long as he takes these pills," the doctor answered. "Make him swallow one every morning when he wakes up. The medicine will prevent the shrapnels from damaging his heart and keep his mood stable."

"Keep his mood stable?" Cass asked.

"We scanned his brain after the surgery," the doctor said. "The readings were very unusual for a boy like him. Can you tell me what his typical behavior is like?"

"I only see him rarely," Cass admitted. "But I've seen him when I visit my brother. Hiro only eats certain foods and he can be very temperamental, sometimes crying when his order is upset."

"I see," the doctor said. "That's normal behavior for autistic people."

Cass gasped. "Hiro has autism?" she asked.

"Only a mild version," the doctor said. "He should be fine as long as he takes his medication."

"I understand," Cass said.

"Would you like to see him?" the doctor asked. "He has been asking for you and his brother.'

"Sure," Cass answered. "Let me get Tadashi." She opened the door. "Tadashi, Hiro wants to see us."

Tadashi saw three-year-old Hiro sitting on his hospital bed. He looked a bit bruised on his arms and neck, but the biggest damage was on his chest, which was covered in bandages. When he saw his brother, Hiro grinned, revealing that one of his front teeth was missing. "Tooth!" he exclaimed, pointing at the petri dish that stored his missing tooth.

Tadashi walked over to the bed. "Hey bonehead," he said with a smile. "You finally lost your first tooth. Now you can put it under your pillow for the tooth fairy."

"Tooth fairy!" Hiro exclaimed. Then he started to cough.

Cass quickly rushed over to Hiro with a light blue bottle of pills and some water. "Hiro, the doctor wants you to take these," she said calmly, taking out a small white circular pill from the bottle. "It'll make the coughing stop."

"O-Okay," Hiro gasped. He swallowed the pill with a sip of water. "All better!" he said with a smile.

Tadashi smiled as well, petting his younger brother's messy hair. He knew things were never going to be the same after today. He and Hiro were both orphans now, and Cass was going to take care of them. But regardless of what the future holds, the two Hamada brothers would always stick together, no matter what happens.