Run.

Just keep running.

"Remember, Hiro, I won't always be there to protect you. Fight or run as fast as you can."

I have to keep running.

Tadashi can't save me now.

The sound of heavy footsteps behind him shattered Hiro's concentration. A man's voice roared, "I'm going to kill you, you little punk!" The man was enormous, with a scar across his face and rage in his eyes. His companion, covered in tattoos and wielding a knife, was equally menacing.

Hiro pushed through the pain, his leg throbbing from a deep gash and his arm cradled protectively. Around the corner, he ducked behind a dumpster, barely out of sight.

The men charged past, their angry shouts fading as they split up at the end of the alley.

"Which way did he go?"

"I didn't see. You go right; I'll go left."

"Got it. That kid is dead the moment I see him."

With the men separated, Hiro scrambled up and ran in the opposite direction, heading for safety.

He could see the familiar building ahead. The two security guards stationed at the gates recognized him immediately. "Help! I'm being chased!"

The guards moved swiftly, intercepting the men. Safe at last, Hiro collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"What's going on out here? Hiro!?" A tall, lanky figure loomed over him.

Hiro managed a nervous chuckle. "Oh hey, Fred. Long time, no see."

The guards brought the men over. "Master Frederick, we intercepted two armed assailants who were chasing Hiro onto the property."

Fred's eyes widened. "Call the police. Like, right now." He turned to Hiro. "What have you gotten yourself into, dude?"

"It's not a big deal," Hiro said, cradling his broken arm. "You don't have to worry."

"You just ran through my gates being chased by big scary men with weapons. Of course, I'm worried!" Fred guided Hiro through the mansion doors.

Hiro pushed him away gently. "Where's the carefree, silly Fred I know and love?"

"Hiding behind the Fred who has been worried sick about you for the past two months, who is now mega worried because someone just tried to kill you."They walked down the hall to Fred's room, where their friends were waiting.

"Fred, what's going on out there—Hiro!" Honey Lemon gasped, rushing to him. "What happened to you? Your leg! That's a lot of blood!"

Everyone crowded around, bombarding Hiro with questions.

"Nothing happened! I'm fine!" Hiro tried to push them away but nearly toppled over. GoGo steadied him, and the others stepped back.

"He was chased by two guys with knives who were shouting threats," Fred explained.

"What?!" the group exclaimed in unison.

"What did you get yourself into?" Honey demanded.

"Hiro, we haven't heard from you since Callaghan was arrested. We thought some space would help, but clearly, it hasn't," Wasabi said.

"I need to be left alone!" Hiro tried to move toward the door, but GoGo blocked his path.

"Hiro, you need to go to the hospital," she said firmly.

Hiro hesitated, but a glance at his bleeding leg and broken arm decided for him. "Fine. I'll go to the hospital."