Ch. 1: WTF?!

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Ichabod: Miss Yaoifan, I regret to inform that you have forgotten to mention a matter of utmost importance.

Me: I don't have the slightest idea what your talking about. (feigning innocence)

Abbie & everyone else: YAOIFAN!

Me: All right, already! Jesus, I do not own Sleepy Hollow or Harry Potter. All copyrights belong to JK Rowling, Alex Kurtzman, Phillip Iscove, Len Wiseman, and Roberto Orci.

Sleepy Hollow, VA

Year: 2013

In The Archives

Abbie let out a huff. Her and Ichabod just came back from dealing with, yet another, unexplainable, supernatural occurrence. "At least this time, it wasn't anything remotely related to prophecies or demons", Abbie thought. After dealing with Moloch, the Headless Horseman, and Henry, everything became a bit more peaceful in the little town of Sleepy Hollow. They still had to take care of some "special" cases assigned to them, but they weren't anything that they couldn't handle. Although... this case in particular was weirder than the others.

They had received a call from the local bookstore. The owner of the store was VERY hysterical the only words anyone could make out through her tears were "destroyed" and "break in". When they had gotten to the scene of the crime, they searched the perimeter, but found nothing out of the ordinary. They looked through every window and everything seemed fine on the inside. Abbie suspected it to be a prank call, and judging by the apprehensive look on Crane's face, she knew he was hiding something.

"Crane, do you know anything about this?", Abbie asked. Ichabod swiftly cleared his face of all emotion and placed upon it a mask. "Are insinuating that I, the person who was by your side the entire time during our latest conquest, would be so childish as to pull a so- called "prank"?", said Ichabod, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Instead of questioning him of where he learned how to do such things, she just gave him a look that said "we will talk about this later" and knocked on the front door. They waited a while, but no one answered.

A few more minutes, they waited. No one still answered. Both of them decided to head back to the station and were about to walk back to the car when they suddenly hear a shriek coming from the building. They turned back around to see a woman running away from...a book.

To Be Continued...

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