Quick Note: Okay. There is a small amount of required reading for this. For the Supernatural section, this takes place after S6xE5 (the episode is called "Live Free and Twihard"). For Kamen Rider Hibiki, it takes place Post Series (Hibiki has the Armed Blade and Zanki is dead).

Also, there is a reference to Riley Killer's story The Drop In. I have her permission to use it.

Okay. With that enjoy the show.

Desclaimer: Supernatural is owned by Eric Kripke. Kamen Rider Hibiki is owned by Toei Studios and created by Shotaro Ishinomori.

"Come on, baby. Don't tell me you don't know how to have a good time?" The slick greaser was trying to hustle a young woman in the back allies of Washington D.C. The woman was obviously not amused.

"Sorry. I have standards. Punks like you are beneath me." She scowled as she tried to inch away from the punk.

"Oh, if you like being on top, we can do it that way." The punk said, grabbing her shoulder.

"HELP! HELP!" the screams were loud and piercing, but no one seemed to notice. The punk moved in closer, pushing her up against the wall.

"Now, let's see what kind of….Ugh!" The punk was cut off. Suddenly he was pulled away and slammed against the opposite wall of the ally. The woman looked over to see a man in a read kimono staring at the punk. He lifted his hand and his nails extended, stabbing the punk in the stomach. The woman screamed as she turned to run, only to be met by a woman in a red kimono, who simply smiled as she stabbed the helpless woman in the stomach…

Supernatural x Kamen Rider Hibiki

Chapter 1: The Brothers and the Oni

Hibiki sat quietly as he sifted through the portfolio he was given. Images of bodies, mangled half eaten, and drained of blood that were laced through out information regarding the location, Washington D.C.. Hibiki had never been to America before, much less outside of the Kyoto area, so he was trying to study up as much as possible, going so far as to learn English on the off chance he would run into someone who didn't know Japanese. His only complaint is that Ibuki and Todoroki wouldn't be joining him. Instead, he was stuck with Hinaka Tachibana, much to his dismay. She wasn't very experienced in the field, and she wasn't an Oni, so Hibiki would have to do all the fighting.

But, he just kept studying. He was thankful that Takashi provided them with a private plane so that they didn't have to explain why he was caring a case full of discs, a creepy tuning fork, and a fancy half sword with him. And he could trust that his motorcycle would be safe.

Hinaka was sitting across from Hibiki. Her short brown hair glistened from the sun as she read a magazine. She lifted her head without looking away from the magazine.

"Hey. Did you know that, in America, Ramen is just dried noodles put in packages? The flavor comes from little powder packets. Weird, huh?" Hibiki didn't look up.

"Americans are different. I'm not too surprised. Have you done the reading yet?" Hinaka put her magazine down.

"No. I haven't. I figured you would do all of it and I'd just sit at a motel waiting for Disc Animals to come in." She pouted, knowing Hibiki was going to scold her.

"We aren't staying at a motel, we are camping. That's why we brought the camping equip –"

"But we are in Washington D.C.! I'm sure there are some motels we can stay in!" Hibiki put the portfolio down.

"While the slayings have been happening in the city, the markings and signs all point to a Red Ogre, which finds it's home in forests. So, we are going to staying in the forests in the area to look for it and it's masters." Hinaka frowned as Hibiki picked the packet back up. "Besides, fresh air would do you some good. We won't have motels if we're back in Kyoto."

"I guess you're right. I just don't want to catch something. When we get back, I have a date with this cute doctor, and I –"

"What about Todoroki?" Hibiki asked, putting the packet down again. Hinaka sighed.

"If I wait for Todoroki, I'm going to grow old and die. Guy is more clueless then a sack of bricks. So, I'm going to take my chances with other men." Hinaka said, smiling and crossing her legs. Hibiki smiled and scratched the back of his head, his black hair getting ruffled up in the process.

"Mr. Hibiki. Ms. Tachibana. We will be landing soon." The flight attendant called out. Hibiki started packing up the portfolio and started getting his things in order while Hinaka just clipped her seat belt on.

Sam was sitting at his laptop, working on finding clues to the murders that recently happened. He had ruled out werewolves since the hearts were intact, but it was hard to find the creature that could have half eaten a person and drained them of blood. Dean was asleep on one of the ratty beds in the old motel he had picked. Sam wasn't thrilled with being in Washington D.C. investigating this and not looking for Alphas, but it wasn't his call.

Dean stirred. Sam looked over, realizing that he had been up all night. Dean would find it odd if Sam was already up, dressed, and investigating things all night. Dean groaned and rolled over, making Sam freeze. Dean slowly opened his eyes and made his way into an upright position.

"Sam? You up already?" Dean said, rubbing his eyes. Sam thought quickly about a response.

"Uhhh, yeah. Early bird catches the worm, right?" Sam said, forcing a smile on his face. Dean stared at Sam for a second, shrugged, and then swung his legs over the bed. Sam let out a quite sigh of relief. Dean rubbed his face and stood up, stretching on his way up. Sam watched as Dean slowly made his way to the refrigerator, only to find a couple of beers and a half eaten salad Sam had brought home from the night before.

"I could go for a burger. Like, McDonalds or something." Dean groaned.

"Remember the last time we were at McDonalds? You know, in Jasper Nevada?" Sam said with a grin, slouching in his car. Dean was suddenly awake, slamming the refrigerator door and turning to Sam.

"Why would someone made grease monsters!? Stupid witches! Ruining a wonderful burger joint! They are encroaching on the sanctity of burgers!" Dean put his hands on his hips and shook his head. Sam just chuckled to himself. Dean went into the bathroom. "When I'm done, we're getting burgers!" Dean shouted. Sam just smiled as he turned back to his laptop and closed it.

Sam and Dean were sitting on the hood of the Impala, chowing down on burgers from the local burger chain. Sam had called Bobby earlier to try and get his input of the murders. As Dean ate, he kept glancing over at Sam. Earlier in the week, Sam had let him get turned into a vampire. Dean was weary that Sam even called Bobby. Maybe Sam was planning to let Dean get turned into whatever this creature is. It sullied the taste of the burger, though that wasn't hard seeing as it wasn't that good in the first place.

Sam's phone rang. He put down his burger and looked at the caller ID. As he answered, he turned to Dean and mouthed Bobby to him.

"Hey, Bobby. What do you got?" Sam could hear Bobby pacing around.

"Well, what you are dealing with is a Red Ogre. It's a monster that can raise the dead."

"So," Sam turned to Dean, "we're dealing with zombies?" Dean raised an eyebrow.

"No. You're dealing with something that can make zombies. But it needs to gather energy first. So, chances are it's not strong enough to make zombies yet."

"Well, that's good."

"It is good." Bobby said sternly. "Especially since you'll have to figure out what you need to use to kill it. The lore says that it can only be killed by 'pure sound', also known as an Ongeki. I'm not sure what either of those mean."

"Yeah. I've never heard of those either." Sam said. Dean tried to listen in, eating his burger with swift purpose.

"Well, I'll keep you boys updated if I find anything else."

"Thanks, Bobby." Sam hung up and turned to Dean. "We're dealing with a Red Ogre that can only be killed by 'pure sound'." Dean raised an eyebrow.

"What the hell does that mean? Do we just play some Bon Jovi and he'll blow up?"

"I'm not sure, Dean. Let's figure out what that means and then we'll work on finding it."

The fire crackled in the night as Hibiki waved his tuning fork over the 12 discs sitting in a silver case. Once he finished, the 12 discs transformed into animals, which proceeded to run into the woods. Hinaka was sitting by the fire, trying to keep herself warm. Hibiki grabbed his red jacket and put it on, then proceeded to drop onto the ground and start doing pushups.

"Why do you do that? You're already crazy strong." Hinaka asked, clearly bothered by the cold.

"Doesn't help to stay in shape. Remember that I'm the strongest Oni because of my training." Hibiki said between pushups. Hinaka rolled her eyes, which landed on something.

"Hiiiiibiki…" Hinaka's eyes were locking on something. Hibiki looked up and rolled over to see a man in a red kimono.

"Oni! There is an Oni!? Here!?" the man shrieked. It ran off into the woods, towards the city. Hibik jumped up and gave chase, pulling out his tuning fork and tapping it on a tree as he ran. He quickly put it up to his forehead as a calming choir erupted from the fork. In a matter of moments, Hibiki was covered in purple fire, which he quickly flicked away. Hibiki was now a purple creature, horns protruding from his head, red gloves, discs hanging from his belt and drumsticks hanging behind him. Hibiki ran after the man, determined to destroy him…

Sam and Dean were breaking into a nearby warehouse. There was a loud scream that managed to pierce the walls of their motel room, and it was unlike Sam and Dean to ignore a scream.

The inside of the warehouse was pretty normal. Lots of boxes. Sam went left while Dean went right, both brandishing their guns. As Dean maneuvered around the boxes, he noticed something red. He turned and pointed his gun at a woman in a red kimono who seemed to be draining an innocent woman.

Dean shot at the woman, not thinking to warn her first. She reacted, dropping the helpless victim on the ground. She turned to Dean and shrieked at him and then leaped into the rafters. Dean continued to shoot at her until he couldn't see her anymore.

"Sam! It's in the rafters!" Dean yelled. However, a man in a red kimono, knocking Dean's gun away, tackled him to the ground. The man raised his hand, the nails extending out, and prepared to stab Dean. However, the man seemed alerted to something and leaped into the air. Just in time to avoid a large, purple fireball, which barely missed Dean.

"Oni! An Oni!?" The woman shrieked. Dean heard something bust through the roof and something else following suit. Dean assumed it was the two in red. Sam arrived and helped Dean up.

"What happened?" Sam asked, Dean shaking his head and looking around, eyes locking onto something at the end of the warehouse. Sam turned to see a human sized purple monster standing at the end of the warehouse, red sticks in his hands…