Hiro rolled his chair to his computer workstation. Baymax watched over him as he worked late into the night. Hiro had six screens going in order to modify and design all the new gear. The 3-D printer was working overtime printing out sleek armor for everyone. Each member of the team worked hard, dismantling and redesigning their tech. Hiro worked with everyone on the improvements.

Hiro and the group gathered up the projects they had made at SFIT and brought them to Hiro's garage.

"We're never going to catch this guy unless we can take out the microbots. So we need to level the playing field," Hiro said.

He looked at Go Go's bike, Wasabi's laser, Honey's chemical concoctions, and Fred's Kaiju costume. "Yep," Hiro said. "We can work with this."

Hiro had them all stand in front of the garage door. "Arms up," he directed before running a scanner over them. "The neural transmitter mustbe in his mask. We get the mask and he can't control the bots. Game over."

When they were done, Hiro and his friend stook their tech out to Fred's estate, where they could refine their new skills. Within the walls of the private garden, Fred set the mood by placing a Kabuki mask on Heathcliff.

Then they all suited up. They looked like they belonged in Fred's collection of superhero action figures.

Honey was thrilled with her new pink body armor. She thought it complemented her blue eyes. Then she looked at her shiny new chem purse. "Oh, I love it! I love it! I love it!" she said. Suddenly, a pink chem-ball popped out and Honey caught it.

"Give it a try," Hiro said, so she tossed it at Heathcliff. The butler was instantly covered in sticky pink goo. Honey clapped her hands.

"Got to say, I like it!" Go Go said.

Go Go was wowed by her new gear, too. Her yellow mag-lev wheels were modified into discs to fit her feet instead of her bike. This gave her the hyper-speed she'd always dreamed of as she skated along. There were also yellow discs on her arms, which were powerful weapons that could be thrown to cut through anything in her path.

"Take it slow," Hiro warned.

Go Go pin-wheeled her arms a bit, then found her balance and zoomed around the hedges. She grabbed a garden hose and coiled it around Heathcliff, immobilizing the butler in a flash.

"Whoa! This is awesome!" Fred said. He bent his knees and felt himself bounce. Then he took a giant leap, shouting, "Super-jump!"

"And there's one more thing," Hiro said while a flame jetted from Fred's Kaiju jaws.

Hiro smiled and put the head of a Kaiju suit on Fred to complete his armor.

"I breathe fire!" Fred shouted. He blasted a ring of fire onto the grass around Heathcliff, who seemed to barely notice. Fred was so happy, he nearly cried. "This is the best day of my life," he told Hiro.

Wasabi was terrified of them.

He held them away from his body as he approached a decorative marble pillar. He closed his eyes, and with a single swipe, sliced the pillar in two. He opened his eyes and smiled. "Whoa! Laser hands!"

Hiro smiled. "Guys, I'd like to introduce… Baymax: Mark 2."

In another part of the garden, wearing his green armor, Wasabi was trying to get comfortable with his new gloves. They were equipped with high-powered retractable lasers that could slice through anything.

The friends stared up at the huge robot in awe.

Hiro smiled. "Show 'em what you got, buddy."They stared at Baymax, but the big robot didn't seem to understand.

Hiro nodded. "That's only one of his new upgrades. Baymax, wings!" Baymax's fixed carbon-fiber wings deployed.

"The fist!" Hiro said to him. "Show them the fist."

Hiro had designed Baymax's bright red body armor in a way that amplified his stature and strength. With a purple ribbed midsection that allowed him to bend, he made a powerful impression.

Baymax reached out for a fist bump. "Batalata…"

Baymax held out his arm and his giant red fist shot out like a rocket. It destroyed a huge flower pot, then smashed through the garden wall.

Then Honey gathered everyone around Baymax for a quick selfie.

"My hand is gone." Baymax stared at the wisps of smoke where his hand used to be. Just then, the fist returned to Baymax's arm. "It is back," he said.

"Ah. He's glorious!" Fred exclaimed.

"Rocket fist makes Freddie so happy!" Fred squealed.

"No, not that," Hiro said. "You know? The thing… the other thing."

"Whoa!" was all the team could say.

"I fail to see how you fail to see that it's awesome." Hiro climbed on Baymax's back. He locked on to Baymax with magnetic knee pads and gloves that were part of his own black-and-purple armor. And his helmet allowed him to communicate with all the members of the team. "Full thrust!"

"No way," Fred said, dropping his jaw."Thrusters," Hiro directed.

"I fail to see how flying makes me a better health-care companion," Baymax said.

Baymax and Hiro took off, but Baymax seemed to have trouble rising into the air. They hit the ground, nearly clobbering the team.

As Baymax and Hiro took off again, the group held its breath. This time Baymax was a little steadier.

Hiro realized they all needed time to sharpen their new skills. And he was right. With some practice, Fred was jumping and shooting flames at targets with absolute precision. Out on Fred's tennis court, Wasabi began knocking tennis balls out of the air with ease -- and they were perfectly sliced in two. Go Go was throwing her discs with lightning speed and control. Honey had mastered the art of launching the chem-balls so that they always hit their mark.

And eventually, Baymax flew through the air like a pro with Hiro on his back. So Hiro decided it was time to really crank it up. He rocketed Baymax over the city, barrel-rolled and banked sharply left, then right, weaving through a tunnel, over and under neon signs. They flew past a high-rise that reflected their own image back at them. It was incredible. Hiro couldn't help yelling, "Yeah!"

"Which means what?" Hiro asked.

"The treatment is working," Baymax explained. Hiro could feel it, too. For the first time since Tadashi's death, he was happy.

Baymax told him, "Your neurotransmitter levels are rising steadily."