Hello again everybody. Now, you're probably looking for some explanation on my big change, it's all on my profile. To put it short, I just wanted a fresh start and now here I am. I have a new name and new stories. To be honest I didn't think I would be coming back to Big Hero 6 but this idea is what I wanted my deleted Big Hero 6 story to be, unfortunately, my younger self had to mess things up xD.

Anyway, I Hope you enjoy this, all chapters are already written so this story (Unlike the deleted ones) will actually be complete in due time. So, expect some quick updates.

Chapter 0 - Prolouge

They never found his little brother in the fire that day.

Tadashi was the one who always believed in miracles. He was the optimist out of the two of them, the hard worker,the older brother. The younger, being quite the opposite was a bit of a pessimist to be fair, and sarcastic. He was Tadashi's little brother.

Not anymore.

Tadashi should have never let him go into that building. However, Tadashi did what what he would regret later. He fell for Hiro's puppy eyes and let go of his wrist, of his little brother. The last time he would even do that, yet, Tadashi, unknowingly, resigned his little brother to his fiery grave.

It was when he heard that Callahan was trapped in the building that he snapped out of his stupor, why didn't he think of this before? He was the smart one! He should have known that is was to dangerous yet...

The fiery explosion that occurred after knocked him off his feet, 'Why?' He thought as he fell on his back 'How could I be so stupid?'

The big brother became an only brother after that.

They never found his brothers body, it was an empty, small casket. Tadashi never remembered crying so hard, he never remembered feeling so cold. Aunt Cass tried her best to comfort him thorough his tears but she ended up breaking as well. They mourned together, Tadashi's friends looking down in sorrow. He tried to be strong, but he never imagined himself crying at his little brothers funeral. His little brother deserved a long life, he had a long life ahead of him! Why did death, have to be so cruel?

Tadashi felt like he buried himself with his brother that day.

That was 4 years ago

Tadashi was almost out of collage by now and the world went on as it should have, except, without a little brother, a little inventor. It was just days after the anniversary of Hiro's death came that people held a little ceremony for Callahan as well, it was a yearly thing. One that Tadashi never missed, yet, hated to go to.

Not only did he lose a brother, but a mentor as well.

"Tadashi?" Aunt Cass asked, Tadashi looked up, snapping out of his stupor. They were at said ceremony, he reminded himself. Aunt Cass had a hand on his shoulder. "I'm fine Aunt Cass," a smile "Just remembering." Aunt Cass returned the smile. Tadashi looked upon the many flowers scattered about, along with two pictures, that same ones he saw every year at the same time. He felt tears prick his eyes.

"I really miss him, Aunt Cass," he whispered, a stray tear falling against his will. At the same time, every year, he did the same. He always does,

"I know sweetie," she laid her head on his shoulder, "I know"

A figure watched from the shadows in what looked to be sorrowful, the same time, every year, they noted.

Always.

The figure turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness once again.

Tadashi turned around to look for the source of the footsteps he heard before, but found nothing. He turned back, sorrowful.

This was just the prologue, the next chapter is longer.

Sorry for any spelling or grammar errors, see you next time my readers.