The Crows

Chapter 1

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"Shittykawa, boss gave us this report." Oikawa grabbed the report, opening the file.

Operation: Torono Case
Information: two ghouls, nicknamed The Crows, have been assaulting and killing the residents of Torono.
Description: the two ghouls wear Karasuno (district school) volleyball team tracksuits, black in coloration, and the pair don symmetrical black masks, that when put together, form the full mask. One is smaller than the other, and they both have the Ukaku Kagune type. The small one has a high speed and the tall one is a heavy hitter
When the two work together, they become practically unstoppable, so separate them for minimum collateral damage.

Oikawa put the folder down, looking up at Iwaizumi.
"Karasuno, eh?"
"Yeah, we used to play them in high school, did we not?"
"Yeah, we did. I have their team captains number, so we can call him and get some answers, also I have a good Idea of where we might find some clues." Oikawa said. Iwaizumi stroked his chin thoughtfully, then sighed. "Guess it's our only lead, Tooru." Oikawa stood up, picking up the suitcase and walked towards the break room, followed by Iwaizumi.
"Oi, Shittykawa, why are we going to the break room?" Iwaizumi raised his eyebrow.
"Oh, Iwa-chan, I'm merely making a few calls, I'll explain in a bit." Oikawa responded. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialled a number. Across the room, dressed in black, sat Investigator Tetsurou, reading a chemistry magazine.
"Oho ho.." He muttered under his breath.
"-oh, sorry to interrupt you then, Daichi-San. I-uh, yes. Sorry, goodby- wait... Yes, at the mall. Uh-huh, yeah, yeah thank you." Oikawa lowered the phone from his ear and looked over to Iwaizumi.
"I've found our first pair of informants for the case, I guess I am pretty good, let's go." Oikawa left the room, followed by Iwaizumi.
"Where are we going, Oikawa?" Iwaizumi asked.
"We need to go meet up with Daichi-San and Suga, after all, they know the most about the team."
After they left, Kuroo stood there, the word Team echoing in his mind. He put the magazine down and stood up, stretching, and looked around the room. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a somewhat folded picture of Kuroo and Kenma, Kenma showing the peace sign and Kuroo had an arm wrapped around the shoulders of the small boy.
"Kenma, what happened to you? Why did you disappear?" A tear rolled down Kuroo's cheek. "Why didn't you tell me? Tell me you were one of them."

Oikawa parked in front of the mall, sitting in his car for a second, before checking his phone. He sent a text, and waited.
"Iwa-chan, do you have any speculation as to who the Crows might be?" Iwaizumi thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Maybe it's that salty glasses kid and his freckled sidekick?" Iwaizumi suggested.
"Oh, you mean Tsukkishima and Yamaguchi?"
"Yeah, them."
"Sounds pretty accurate, but if you put anyone next to Tsukki they look short." Oikawa pulled out his phone and looked out the window.
"They're here." Oikawa clapped his hands together, unlocking the car doors to let the two Karasuno Team members in.
Daichi and Suga walked towards the car, hopping in the backseat.
"You called us, Oikawa?" Daichi asked.
"Yes, I'll show you." Oikawa began driving, out of the parking lot.
"So, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, you two look nice, what do you do for work?" Suga asked.
"We're first class ghoul investigators. We ended up not going to college and attending a CCG academy together. We're working on a case right now that invol-" Oikawa cupped his hand over Iwaizumi's mouth to prevent him from spilling information. For all they knew, these two were the Crows.
"What do you guys do?" Oikawa asked.
Daichi responded first. "I'm a mechanic." He said.
"I work at the McDonalds." Suga said soon after Daichi. Oikawa glanced over at his partner Iwaizumi. The car rolled past a beat up looking motel, and as they drove away, an orange haired child watched them go.
"Kags, they're here." The orange haired boy said to his accomplice, a taller, black haired boy.
"Good, at least we know they've taken interest in us." Kags crouched next to the smaller figure, and smiled.
"The real challenge awaits."
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Oikawa drove up to a small diner, parking out front.
"Oi, Daichi, Suga, you guys want anything?"
Daichi requested a burger steak and Suga just wanted a soft drink. Oikawa walked away from the car, leaving Iwaizumi, Suga and Daichi in the car.
"So, Suga, Daichi, I have a few questions for you." Iwaizumi asks.
"Go ahead Iwaizumi. Ask away."
"Alright, do you two have any idea who the ghoul duo known as The Crows might be?"
"Eh, no. I've heard about The Crows, but I don't know who it might be." Suga stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Oh!" Daichi's eyes went wide.
"What is it Daichi?" Iwaizumi started getting excited.
"Nishinoya and Tanaka disappeared after they graduated, no one I know has a clue about their where-a-bouts." Daichi spoke softly.
Oikawa arrived outside the car, meals in hand.
"I'm back!" He proclaimed as he balanced the hamburger steak. Daichi grabbed his food, and Suga got his drink. The group sat in the car, choking down on their food, when a handful of people ran out of the diner, screaming for help.
"Daichi, Sugawara, stay in the car!" Iwaizumi ordered.
"You don't have to be so strict, Iwa-chan." Oikawa teased. The duo charged into the diner and found one of the maids laying on the ground, foaming from the mouth.
"Shittykawa, looks like a seizure, please investigate the area while I call an ambulance and do my best to save her." Iwaizumi ordered. Oikawa noticed a man still seated in a booth.
"Excuse me sir, are you alright?" Oikawa asked, a playful tune in his voice. The man launched himself out of his chair, his eyes flashed the Kakugen, and extending a large, scaly tentacle. Oikawa quickly spun his sword around, cutting the ghoul in half.
"Oh, no, I guess you're all left." He grabbed a napkin and dabbed at the specks of blood that littered his outfit.
"Ah, Iwa-Chan, these filthy ghouls don't learn, do they?" Oikawa chimed. Iwaizumi had just got off the phone with the paramedic division, so all they had to do was wait. Oikawa went to the car.
"Daichi, Suga, sorry about the wait. There was a ghoul in the diner and-"
"There's blood on your cheek, Oikawa." Daichi pointed.
"Huh? Oh! Thank you Daichi-San!" Oikawa chuckled. Now, come with me. We have more questions.
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Investigator Kuroo Tetsurou, currently working on The Prowler case, stepped into the elevator. Recently, many ghouls had popped up, some even becoming famous, like the Twin-Tailed Dragon, The Great Horned Owl, The Crows, The Carnivore and The Prowler. These cases were known by doves as the Special cases. It's rumoured that you get paid extra for killing Special case ghouls. Kuroo didn't much care for the prize. The only reason he became a dove was to track down a lost friend.
Looking down at his hand, he took a notice to the missing ring finger on his left hand. The story behind that wound would seem simple to any investigator, but not Kuroo. A friend did this to him, but he had no intentions of bringing this friend harm. All Kuroo wishes is to find his friend, The Prowler, and bring him back on track. Saving the Prowler was his one and only intention. Recently, the ghoul had been spotted feeding around a gaming café late at night, and Kuroo had a plan to get him this time. After arriving at home, He changed out of the standard Dove uniform, putting on a black hoodie and a pair of shorts. He hoisted the duffel bag containing his Quinque onto his shoulder and left the house. By the time he got to the Café, everyone inside had left. Kuroo cursed under his breath and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a puff. He looked around and saw nothing. The loneliness of this dark place, the stench of the cigarette smoke. It all combined to make the whole atmosphere feel cold and heartless. A sudden gust of wind extinguished the cigarette and before Kuroo knew it, he was pushed against the brick wall of the cafe, a Kagune pointed at his jugular.
"Prowler." Kuroo growled.
"Oh please Kuroo, don't be so informal. You know my name, don't you?" The Prowler retorted, a poisonous vibe to his voice.
The two made eye contact, Prowler looking up at Kuroo, and it was as if the world stood still as Kuroo spoke.
"Kenma."