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Crimson eyes blinked open slowly, adjusting to brightness of the dingy motel room. They scanned across the peeling and stained wallpaper, brushing over the white comforter, before finally landing on the alarm clock to their right. Katsuki reached over to quiet the loud interruption before sitting up. He yawned and wiped the crust out of the corners of his eyes before stretching his arms in the air, several joints releasing a loud POP.

God, I'm eighteen, I should NOT be sounding like this.

Katsuki threw the heavy blanket off himself and swung his legs off the mattress to stand. He stretched once more before making his way to the bathroom. Dragging his feet, he opened the door and studied himself in the small mirror hanging above the porcelain sink. Dark circles hung beneath his crimson orbs, and his unruly blonde locks stuck out everywhere. Flecks of dried blood stuck to his hairline and on his cheek. Sighing, he resigned himself to a much-needed shower. Vaguely, he felt a pounding headache, a stark reminder of how much he drank last night.

Twenty minutes later, stepped out of the bathroom feeling completely refreshed. Throwing on a pair of dark jeans, he made his way to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee and grabbed some pain medicine from his bag. As he began to get his stuff ready to go, he heard a loud knock on the door of his room.

The fuck?

Grabbing his shotgun, he proceeded cautiously to check the peephole. With a quick glance, he noticed familiar red spiky hair and pulled the door open.

"Bakubro! What's up, dude?" Eijiro exclaimed. Katsuki glared in response, and, without warning, threw the contents of his silver flask at the man's face. Eijiro spit out the holy water that got in his mouth.

"Don't worry, man, I'm safe," Eijiro said cheerfully.

"Can't be too sure. How did you find me, Shitty Hair?" he grumbled. The hardheaded man didn't miss a beat.

"Well, I got this random call at 2 in the morning last night from a grumpy blonde complaining about a case he just worked in Nebraska. Aaand since I was around the area, I figured I'd stop by and say hey!" Katsuki rolled his eyes, but stepped to the side anyway to let the rambunctious man in. Katsuki graciously threw him a hand towel, which Eijiro thanked him for and dried his face off.

"We both know that's a load of bullshit. Cut the crap, Kirishima," Katsuki said. He was not about to deal with this idiot after the terrible case he worked last night. Vampires ain't nothing to fuck with, and he barely made it out alive, let alone the girl they had taken to feed on. Eijiro's eyes studied his own for a second before closing as the red head laughed jovially.

"Geez, last names, really? Well, you got me," he chuckled before settling into a serious look. "I need your help. We've got a case in Montana and I think it's too big for me and Mina to take on by ourselves." Katsuki shot an eyebrow up.

"You and Pinky? I thought you were supposedly the fuckin' dream team or whatever the fuck." Eijiro pulled up the news article about a recent murder in suburban Belgrade on his phone. Katsuki read it quickly, and with a questioning look, handed the man's phone back.

"Looks like a normal murder. A fuckin' gruesome one, yeah, but nothing supernatural about it." Eijiro looked like he knew Katsuki would say that.

"That's what I thought until I saw who the victim was."

"And who exactly would that be?"

"Inko Midoriya." Katsuki's eyes widened and he took a step back. Eijiro simply letting his friend process the information. He himself had a similar reaction. The greenette had helped them more times than they could count before she dropped off the face of the planet a few years back. They had assumed she was already dead, but Yagi had promised that she was fine. He was the only one she allowed to keep contact with her.

"Fuck… fuck! I can't believe they got Auntie. She was one of best hunters around, what the fuck could have taken her down?" Katsuki questioned. He couldn't believe what he had heard. Auntie Inko had been one of the best in the game. Even if they weren't blood, she was still family, and he wanted nothing more now than to take down the slimy motherfucker that did this to her.

"I don't know, bro. That's why I came to find you. You're the only one I could trust to help out, man," the red head explained. Katsuki didn't have to think twice. He met Eijiro's fierce stare when a determined one of his own. He nodded at the tall man.

"Montana, you said?"

"Yeah, that's the place. Mina's already on the way there to scope out the place and see what she can dig up." Katsuki threw a shirt and his combat boots on. He quickly tossed his few belongings in his duffel bag and heaved it over his shoulder.

"I'm drivng, Shitty Hair."

"What the fuck?! What do you mean 'they didn't find the body'?" Katsuki roared. Eijiro winced behind his girlfriend, while Mina just shrugged her shoulders. After all these years, she's learned how to deal with their angry friend. After all, they had all been hunting together since they were fifteen and Katsuki had helped take down a werewolf pack that ransacked their town.

"I checked and double checked with the local authorities. Lots and lots of blood, but no body. It was gruesome enough for them to go ahead and call it a homicide but no definite proof," the pink haired girl replied.

Katsuki stood up from the chair he was sitting in and began to pace back and forth across the room, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. Eijiro and Ashido looked at each other with concern. They knew that Inko was very close to his heart after he lost his father years ago. The red head moved to grab Katsuki a drink when the blonde kicked the wall and groaned. He turned and slid down the wall until he was sat on the floor, his head hanging between his knees. Mina immediately got up to go to her friend's side and comfort him.

"So much for a hunter's burial. Fuck! I don't even wanna think about what sick monster took her. Damn it all!" Katsuki exclaimed as Eijiro slid down the wall on the other side of him. He put his arm around his friend in a comforting manner and gave him a look of comfort.

"Hey man, don't worry. We're gonna take down whatever the heck did this to her, so it wasn't all in vain. We've got you, bro!" Katsuki nodded his head weakly and let out a sigh. Mina chuckled as she laid her head on his shoulder in reassurance.

"Yeah, we're gonna figure this whole thing out, Kat. Stupid monster is gonna wish he never even knew the name Inko. It'll all work out."

If anything, Katsuki was grateful to have a family with these two idiots. He looked up at his two friends and managed a small smirk.

"Hell yeah, we'll figure it out."

He pushed himself up off the wall and offered support to the pinkette. She gladly accepted his offer and hopped up and immediately crossed the room back to her laptop. She dug two fake badges out of her backpack and turned to the boys as the Eijiro was brushing himself off after slowly getting up himself.

"Alright! Agents Dawson and Merrit, the crime scene is located about twenty minutes from here. It's already programmed into Kirishima's phone. It's in a small neighborhood right in the middle of Belgrade. Oh! I forgot to mention one more thing!" Katsuki quirked an eyebrow at the sudden outburst.

"What's that, babe?" Eijiro quipped.

"Apparently Inko had a son! Neighbors report they saw his car pull up to the house the night of the incident, but saw it tear down the road not even fifteen minutes later. Kid hasn't been seen or heard from since," Mina informed the two. Katsuki paused in thought for a moment.

Auntie never told me she had a kid. What the fuck?

"Good to know. Come on, Shitty Hair. We're gonna check it out."

The two boys quickly changed into more presentable clothes suited for FBI agents. Katsuki grabbed his keys and walked to the door, giving the pinkette a small kiss on the forehead before exiting the motel room. The taller man grinned and followed his friend out the door after giving his girlfriend a quick kiss and hug. He knew that even if the blonde had a rough exterior, he had a kind heart and Kirishima would do anything to help his angry friend out. Mina waved them goodbye and they peeled out of the parking lot and down the road.

Twenty minutes they pulled into a small neighborhood. It was easy to figure out where they needed to go. All they had to do was follow the crowd of onlookers to the sea of police lights and caution tape. Katsuki pulled on the side of the road and the two boys exited the vehicle and approached the house.

What kind of cookie cutter double life was Inko living?

They flashed their badges to a police officer and ducked under the yellow tape and made their way to the chief of police who was more than surprised to see them.

"Good afternoon, I'm Agent Merrit and this my partner, Agent Dawson," Kirishima introduced and he pointed to himself then Katsuki. Both boys produced their badges once more. "We're from the FBI. We just came to take a look around the place. Your name, sir?" Eijiro stuck his hand out to shake the man's hand, which was gladly accepted.

"Sergeant Clifford. Nice to meet you boys. Right this way." the stocky man lead them inside to see the gruesome scene. Katsuki managed to keep a straight face and he surveyed the area. Eijiro whistled at the amount of blood that covered the walls and floors.

"Well agents, this is it. I'm not gonna lie, we don't usually get big shots like you all the way out here in our small town, but you're more than welcome to whatever you need. Well, I'll leave you boys to it. I'll be outside if you need me."

As soon as the coast was clear, both boys to take a deeper look and took out their EMF meters and walked around the house. After getting no reading, they searched the house high and low for anything unusual. Both came up empty and met back up in the living room.

"I don't know, man, no readings on EMF, no hex bags, no signs of vamps, wolves, nothing. Maybe it was just a murder and the person was just super sick," Eijiro lamented. He racked his brain for any answers and was coming up empty. He looked over to Katsuki to see him pinching the bridge of his nose in thought. It was amazing he didn't have permanent indentions on his nose from the repeated action.

"No, this has to be something. I can feel it."

He turned to start pacing when he tripped over the edge of a rug. He about to fix it when a bright red marking caught his eye. He lowered himself to the rug and peeled it back as far it would go. Katsuki smiled wide and looked up to Kirishima's flabbergasted face. What they found was a wide Devil's Trap, meant to keep demons at bay. Katsuki inspected it closely and found the trap had been scratched and broken on one side. A million thoughts were running through the boy's mind. Suddenly he stood up and walked quickly to the front door. Eijiro quickly fixed the rug and rushed to catch up to Katsuki. He made it just in time to see the blonde approaching the chief.

"Excuse me, sarge. Did anybody see anything strange that night?" The chief straightened up at the question and looked over his paperwork.

"Well, they saw her kid leave the house in a hurry. He hasn't been able to be tracked yet. Other than that, not really. Oh! One neighbor saw another car leave the house not too long after that. A silver Lincoln. We have a BOLO placed on it but so far no sightings." Katsuki nodded his head and shook the man's hand briefly once more.

"Thank you, sarge. We have all the information we need. Should we need anything else, we'll be in touch."

Katsuki took off towards their car, while Kirishima shook the chief's hand one more time and raced to meet back up with the hunter. Both men entered the car and Katsuki immediately shifted it into drive and took off back to the hotel room, all the while with a manic grin on his face. The red head was starting to get a little scared.

"Of fucking course! I knew it!" Katsuki exclaimed once they were out of the neighborhood. Eijiro looked at him questioningly.

"Knew what? I'm so confused right now."

"Somehow a demon found Inko, but she's too fucking good to die that easily. The Lincoln is her hunting car. She had to have trapped the motherfucker and got out. She had to be quick because the demon couldn't have been trapped for too long. But she's fucking alive. Inko's not fucking dead, Shitty Hair!"

"So, what now?" Katsuki gripped the steering wheel and sped up, eyes set with determination. He gave the crimson haired man a quick grin.

"We're picking up Racoon Eyes and going on a road trip to Kentucky. We're going to Yagi's."