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Chapter 1

It was a relatively calm afternoon in the city of Hetalia as Arthur Kirkland worked in his house absorbed in cleaning his residence. He knew that he should have been thinking of taking on a new case, but at the moment he had more important things to worry about. Namely, a call from his wizardry organization saying that he was due for an inspection. You see, while most people assumed that Arthur was simply a private detective who on occasion worked with the police, he was also a wizard. And on occasion the group of wizards he worked through liked to check on their members to make sure that everything was alright.

Arthur personally hated these inspections. Sure, on paper it made sense to make sure that their members were not up to anything bad and were using their magical abilities to keep a balance, but in these current times he would wager most wizards would rather not be bothered by these chores. But sadly, he was not far enough up the pecking order to get out of it, and could only hope that the person they sent would not take up too much of his time.

He had more or less finished his cleaning when the dreaded noise of his doorbell ringing came to his ears. Arthur braced himself for whatever may come from this visit as he opened the door, only to find that his luck was worse than he originally imagined.

"Hey Arthur, is the detective business so bad that you needed to outsource yerself as a maid?" his guest asked in a Scottish accent. The guest was a man a few years older than Arthur, with a stock of bright red hair which stuck out with the same green eyes and eyebrows as Arthur. The man gave a fulfilled smile as he watched Arthur's strained smiled turn to one of distain.

"Alastair, what the bloody hell do you think you're doing here? I have other things to deal with than simply entertaining my brother," Arthur scowled as he watched behind his brother in case anyone was behind him.

"Like your inspection? Aye, I know about that. Who else do you think they would send other than me? Not that I'm going to complain or anything, so you better be on your best behavior for your judge," Alastair replied watching as Arthur paled slightly then turned indignant.

"But you can't give me the inspection, it's against the rules for family members to inspect each other. Besides, I would have thought they retired you by now!" Arthur complained.

"Oh, aye, when you only think of that then I really should not be inspecting you, but you forget that out of most of the wizards out there I'm as impartial as they're going to find for you," Alastair replied before he decided to muscle himself into the house and to the kitchen. It was a long travel for him to Hetalia, and he would have liked to be offered a drink for his troubles.

Arthur simply nodded to himself as he closed the door and escorted his brother to the living room. He knew that he was a fairly polarized topic when it came to other wizards, mainly due to his idea of keeping the supernatural in the open for his last few cases. Most of his peers either loved or hated him, but no one knew for sure where his oldest brother fell in these camps.

"So what exactly are you going to inspect me for?" Arthur asked as he sat down. He was still comparatively a new wizard, and had had few inspections before this one. But for the few he had, each one seemed very different from the others.

"Oh, a multitude of things. But first I think you have another guest," Alastair commented as they heard the loud banging of someone knocking on the front door.

Arthur did not need to guess to tell who the new guest was, and instead of opening the door replied, "Just ignore him. I'm sure he'll go away when he gets bored or hungry."

Alastair frowned slightly as the knocking continued followed by a loud voice call out, "Open up Artie! I have something really important to talk to you about!"

"Artie?" Alastair asked. The only people who had ever given Arthur any kind of nickname were him and their other brothers, so the familiarity took the elder by surprise. Arthur, however, said nothing to this.

Tired of the incessant banging, Alastair finally got up from his spot and reluctantly walked to and opened the front door. There he came face to face with a rather flustered looking youth in a police uniform punching him slightly in the chest.

Upon realizing what he just did, the youth took a step back then looked to the man in the doorway, only to then frown upon not finding Arthur. The frown was quickly replaced by curiosity as he asked, "Sorry dude, didn't mean to hit you. But…are you…by chance related to Arthur Kirkland?"

"Aye, and who are ye?" Alastair asked as he looked the policeman up and down. From what he could see, that youth looked like he would be better suited to a fight of strength than one of brain, but there was obviously some bit of observing skills hidden under all of this.

"Ah, I thought so. I mean, those…" at this point Alfred trailed off as he pointed at his own eyebrows to indicate the strange man's in front of him. He then shook himself slightly as he asked, "So then is Artie home, cause I really need to talk to him about something. It's something really important."

"Alfred for the last time, I'm not going to send Gilbert away just because you don't like him. If Kiku does not mind having a ghost loitering at his store than there is nothing I can do," Arthur called out from his place in the room over. He knew that the other disliked ghosts like their acquaintance Gilbert, and that Gilbert liked to hang around a comic book store which their other friend Kiku owned.

"Actually according to Kiku Gilbert hasn't been around for a few days so I kind of figured you already got rid of him. Oh, but that's not why I'm here! It's about Mayor Ludwig and his campaign. He called me earlier today wondering if you could visit with him soon," Alfred replied.

"The guy must not have a lot of trust in his campaigning skills if he's looking for your help. But why ask this officer to play messenger I wonder," Alastair commented.

"I did not see a point in having my residence or contact information too readily found, so I doubt he even knew where to find me. He must have assumed that his best bet was to ask Alfred to relay the message," Arthur theorized correctly. He then asked, "And did he tell you what he needed to talk to me about."

"Not really, but I think I can guess. You know how the main competition is a prosecutor right? Well the guy is totally creepy, and from my friend in the DA's office he has only gotten creepier lately," Alfred began.

"And how does someone's character affect me?" Arthur asked.

"Because in his press conference earlier today he said that he wanted to get to the bottom of all these 'strange cases' starting with the mayor's kidnapping last year," Alfred began.

The group was silent for a moment until Alastair commented, "And I take it this kidnapping had to do with yer werewolf report? Aye, I think I can see where this is going. Looks like we'll have a fairly interestin' inspection this time round."

"If this means you're planning on following me around for my inspection then forget it. Choose something that we can finish quickly then leave," Arthur bluntly complained.

"Inspection? Who are you anyways?" Alfred asked confused. The stranger had admitted to being related to Arthur but had said nothing beyond that.

"I'm his brother, and my purpose for being here does not concern you," Alastair answered only to receive a pout from the police officer. He then continued, "So, when are we meeting with this mayor?"

"City hall is most likely closed for the day so we will go tomorrow. Now Alfred, if you could please leave," Arthur answered only to then push the second of his unwanted guests out of his house.

When he returned, he saw that instead of continuing with any inspection his brother was sprawled out over his couch with the local news on. The main topic of the night was how a local Mediterranean restaurant was forcibly closed as the chef, waiter, and a bus-boy were arrested on suspicion of abductions the year before.

We'll stop here for now…

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