Miguel was hardly an agency for the government. He had come to find his specific targets of interest: demons and evil spirits were far more familiar with the CIA than he was. So it was a surprise when they showed up at his private Agency, hardly giving him a chance about taking the mission they offered. Not that he could resist the money they offered. His crew was much less eager to join him but he was a charismatic person and he won them over. 

Raelie hardly had any trouble finding the culprits, they left plenty of evidence behind, beyond the drained bodies. Dead men had plenty to say about the Dou and she was keenly aware of their weaknesses. Her demon consultants where happy to oblige her, knowing the brothers as legends and chronicling everything they did. Their current hideout was a perfect spot for the battle. Nothing was about to get in the way of their battle.

The group waited until the twins were gone to show up at the hideout in the woods and they were quick to get to work. Raelie had carved protective sigils into trees all across the battle-ground-to-be. Her magic circles were on the ground everywhere, expertly covered by leaves so be the perfect snare for any demonic beast. Terry was working just as diligently, planting enough C4 in their makeshift home to destroy a skyscraper. It wasn't enough in his opinion. He had spent the day scouting out the woods and mapping for his allies, finding his best vantage to set up his weaponry. At the end of the day, it was Miguel himself who hardly knew what to do. His work started when the vampires were actually here. For now, he had to do his best to stay focused. Vampires were dangerous and if he faltered for even a second it could mean his whole crews life. It wasn't great to spend his time off his phone, not smoking a cigarette, but the sounds of tranquil nature were enough to please him. Until the birds stopped chirping. Then the bugs seemed to vanish too, and the forest became silent until even the soft little breeze seemed to subside. Miguel could feel it in the back of his head: the vampires where here.