Chapter 1- Prolog to the case.

"Someone… in this very room is a thief… Questions is, who?" Looking about the room it was lined with suspects, all with a motive… all with a case before the two detective's eyes. Yet… One was truly the thief. It's not funny when one loses a great possession, even if that one item is a hat! Yes… you read right a hat! Let's go back shall we?

Earlier that day…

It was a normal day for one Matt Hardy and Kane, both men hadn't really spoke to one another since the Lita angle, and yet it drew them closer to one another and stared an odd friendship. One out of respect of the pain the other felt. Kane always recalled telling people they would know his pain… well… he felt Matt's. When he stole Lita from him and tormented him for weeks on end… only to have the same happen to him only the one who tormented him was Edge… and Edge in returned screwed over Matt… leaved both Kane and the young Hardy Boy as odd friends.

Well the day was about to get rather strange for the two when the saw the Undertaker looking up and down the hall franticly, shoving over crates, knocking items off of tables and yet… he remained angry and bitter. "Where the hell is it!" he growled lowly and kept on searching. Kane was rather curious. He looked up from the paper he read and saw his flustered brother's face.

"I don't know about you Hardy boy but I haven't seen him that pissed off since he came back from Wrestlemaina twenty and handed me my ass" Kane announced as he folded his paper up.

Matt nodded in agreement as he put down his coffee cup; one thing he learned from Chris Jericho is always put down your coffee cup when around the big red machine. "No kidding, do we follow him?" Matt questioned.

Kane had a smirk on his face, normally when he sees the Deadman pissed off it usually means someone is going to get hurt! Of course he was going to follow him! Kane and Matt followed the destruction down the hallway before the Deadman gave a frustrated growl aloud. Every man and woman froze as he stood pissed. "WHO DID IT!" he demanded.

Everyone came from their locker room wondering what the racket was about. "What the hell I am trying to take a nap!" growled Edge.

"What's all this?" demanded Vince McMahon.

Taker turned to the boss with a sneer on his face. "Who did it?" Taker demanded slowly.

"Who did what?"

"Who took my hat!"

The room was in an awkward silence, he was pissed off… over a hat? The locker room tried not to snicker aloud at the Deadman's temper tantrum over a silly hat, yet he was peeved about it. "IT'S MY LUCKY HAT!" he snapped to everyone, which only made the situation all the more amusing. Matt tried to hold back his laughter; however the only one who remained composed was Kane… he saw nothing amusing about the situation. He knew all about the 'lucky hat' and darned not to speak aloud or even laugh at his brother.

Vince was smirking like a fool. "A lucky Hat? Come on Taker, there has to be something else that's pissed you off!" McMahon laughed.

Taker only grinned back at him. "If you think this is so funny, and then I won't go out to the ring without my hat… until it is found… consider your champion stationary!" Taker snapped back and stormed off.

Vince realized then and there that he was serious, the Undertaker went back to his locker room and locked the door tight, and this… was serious. McMahon turned to the whole locker room. "Joke is over, whoever has it, give him back his damn hat!" he ordered.

Everyone stared at the other, no one confesses, no one came forward with the hat. The locker room doors closes as Matt and Kane were left in the view of McMahon. He stormed up to the two me and glared them in the eyes. "Find… his… hat!" he ordered them and walked away.

Matt looked to Kane as Kane turned to Matt. "Well, looks like we're partners!" he said with a grin.

Kane growled as he rolled his eyes. "Great… why?" he demanded lowly.

"Oh come on Kane, we're like detectives! I'll be the good cop and you be the bad cop! It's perfect. Not to mention, if no one gives any information up… you can beat them silly!"

The big red machine mauled over the idea. "Hmm… you know this could be fun" he said with an evil laughter.

Matt was fine until Kane started to laugh manically. Something told him he was in for a long day.