(Y/n) P.O.V

"No one move or the girl dies!" My father threatened. I looked at Hiro in worry.

He was running out of time.

Slowly, my father ran the knife all the way to the segment of hair that was wrapped around Hiro.

"Father... don't... please." I pleaded.

"Will you stay with me forever, leave everyone and obey?" He asked.

"YES! Please... let me help Hiro... I don't want him to die." I whispered.

"You liar." He muttered, grabbing the small amount and ran the blade off of it. Immediately, that small amount curled up and turned brown as the rest slowly turned brown to, the magic had died from the part I needed to cure Hiro. The rest of the gang looked in shock at the now brown hair that was on the ground.

"NO! PLEASE!... I- I wont fight... struggle or ever leave your side again... just let me heal him." I panted. My father went quiet before pushing me forward. I fell to the floor and quickly touched Hiro's face.

I looked at the boy with shock and worry. Hiro smiled in pain. Anger filled me entirely. I formed a plan as I wrapped my hair around Hiro.

"Father... you have a problem, see, I know how to take your immortality away, all I have to do is sing." I smiled at him.

He looked at me blankly before realising what I had said, he started running at me but I sang my song. Who knew years of singing the same thing over and over again could come in handy?

"Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine

Heal what has been hurt
Change the fates' design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine...

What once was mine."
I sang all too quickly for him to hear, immediately, my hair started to glow so bright it filled the entire warehouse. I watched as my father stopped in his tracks and looked at his reflection in a window.

Shocked at his appearance, he tripped and fell out of the poorly built window frame, tumbling into the sea.

I turned back to my friends who were staring at me with pure shock. "And that's why I never cut it." I said. I heard Hiro cough and stared at him.

That wasn't normal, he was coughing up BLOOD. I began to panic as I didn't know why he wasn't cured.

"(Y/n), try again." Baymax said. I took a deep breath and stared at Hiro's eyes, he stared back into mine as I sighed and sung my song once more, this time however, a lot more slowly so people could actually comprehend what I was saying.

"Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine

Heal what has been hurt
Change the fates' design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine...

What once was mine." My hair glowed at the roots as the light travelled like a river down and around Hiro's arm and shoulder. His face eased up a bit due to the fact that there was no more unbearable pain.

As the colour faded, I unwrapped my hair to reveal Hiro's shoulder, no longer dislocated, externally and internally bleeding or having a bullet embedded into his arm.

A/N
Yay for Hiro living! I couldn't bear to kill someone good off in this story so I let them live, your welcome!