There used to be a Panty and Stocking/Darksiders Crossover a while back but it was taken down and I don't know why. But now I plan to bring it back! And with the recent release of Darksiders III and the upcoming release of Darksiders Genesis, what better time, right?

There can be no light without darkness. Good, evil...all life requires balance. However, the Charred Council had taken that balance and used it to the extreme in their twisted efforts. Four Nephilim Siblings, dubbed 'The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse'. had served the Council for as long as they could remember, even being ordered to slay their own kin for the sake of balance. However, when humanity was threatened by an ongoing war between Heaven and Hell, the Horsemen discovered the deceit of the Council and revolted, destroying them and finally gaining their freedom while also restoring humanity.

Now, the Horsemen are sent by a new world by order of the Makers in order to save an alternate world from the brink of collapse and also hopefully finally retire from the chaos they have been living in for so long. And that brings us to Daten City, a town overrun with ghosts due to bordering on their worlds Heaven and Hell. It is the world in need of the Horsemen's attention but soon, they will find something that has been lost to them for so long: Love.

"This place certainly is a dump..." Fury muttered, her flowing red hair cascading down her curvaceous figure as she and her brothers walked through the town, getting a few stares from people.

"We are here to maintain order in this new world by order of the Makers." War explained to his sister.

"Better than working for the Council..." Strife muttered, already feeling bored but at least grateful that he and his siblings weren't the councils lap dogs anymore.

"Easy, Strife. With the spirits plaguing this town, you will partake in action in due time." Death, the leader and oldest of the four, assured his brother. As the four walked through town, the scene switched to a church were a tall black man in priest robes and an afro was busy informing tow girls of a new threat to the city,

The first girl had long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and a red dress with red pumps and a pearl necklace. The second girl had blue hair with pink highlights and was dressed in a gothic lolita fashion. Her skin was paler than the moon and her eyes were a lighter blue than the first girls.

"Heaven has blessed us with a clue that should lead us to another ghost to take out. Listen up! Water Closet, that means bathroom. We have reports of people being suddenly and inexplicably sucked into their toilets, almost as if the commodes are eating them alive. Taking a massive dump is one of the most vulnerable positions a person can find themselves in. Or someone or something to prey upon their weaknesses is a vicious and tangible act. Whoah, this be the work of a ghost, y'all!" The man, known only as Garterbelt, informed the two girls, who were busy doing their own thing.

"All I need out of life is to wake up next to some morning wood." The blonde, Panty, moaned.

"Is there anything hard you refuse to jump on?" The goth, Stocking, snarked at the other girl, who gave her an annoyed look in return.

Oh, stop it with the self-righteous bullshit, everyone's got a hobby."

"Yeah, that's true. I'll just stick with sugar"

Annoyed with the two girls bickering, Garterbelt began snapping loudly in hopes of getting them to pay attention to what he had to say. See, Panty and Stocking were Angels who were kicked out of Heaven due to bad behavior. Garterbelt was tasked as their caretaker and supervisor and trying to reel the two troublesome angels in was a headache in and of itself.

As he was busy scolding the girls on their irresponsible behavior, we turn back to the Four Horsemen, who are on top of one of the buildings overlooking the rest of the city. Strife has his two guns, Mercy and Redemption, out and was perched like a night owl ready to strike at the first sign of prey while his siblings were all calmly overlooking the bustling city.

"Such a quaint little town. Shame it has to be dealing with such foul creatures." Fury said as an orange and black ghost formed and tried to attack her, only to be obliterated by her whip, Scorn.

"I hope we see something exciting. I'd even take a human-made problem if it meant seeing some action." Strife said, gripping the handles of his beloved guns. Suddenly, a rumbling was heard as a giant ghost emerged, causing the city to flee in terror and panic. The Horsemen cringed at the disgusting smell the behemoth brought.

"Truly a repulsive thing. It is best if we end its miserable existence." Fury said as she readied Scorn with Strife excitedly twirling Mercy and Redemption in his hands. War readied his broadsword, Chaoseater and Death pulled out his twin Scythes, the Angels of Death.

The Four Horsemen lunged at the beast, ignoring the overpowering odor it emitted and struck it with everything they had. War rammed Chaoseater into its large stomach, Death rapidly cut it up with his scythes, Fury wrapped her whip around its head and tightened it, strangling the ghost and Strife ran across the buildings before taking both his guns and holding down the triggers as a purple aura formed around the barrels before firing a massive beam that cleaved a hole straight through it.

"This blows!"

BOOM

The ghost exploded into chunks as it released a more pleasant aroma as the Horsemen all landed back down together. The crowd of people gathered all cheered in excitement for their new saviors. Strife smiled behind his mask, happy to have been on service since, despite his brash and cocky attitude, he had the most empathy for humanity, a fact which always amazed his siblings.

"Such a pitiful creature. It could barely last even a second." Fury muttered as she holstered Scorn onto her belt. War sighed as he sheathed Chaoseater onto his back and as the Four Horsemen prepared to take their leave, a cute noise emitted and they turned towards the source.

"Can we help you?" Was Death's only reply.

*A little while earlier*

Panty was seriously itching to kill that fucking ghost after it had covered her in shit and Stocking was along for the ride because she knew her sister couldn't do it by herself. As soon as they arrived however, they saw four strange figures fighting the ghost and were amazed to see them completely obliterate it in a matter of seconds. Panty shook all the poop that was on her and looked dreamily at the man in the red hood with white hair.

"Holy shite, he's hot!" The blonde squealed. Stocking sighed and was about to reprimand her sister when she noticed a tall, hunky figure with black-purple hair and a skull mask that stood out amongst the four strangers. The Goth Angel didn't know why, but she felt a fluttering in her chest when she saw him and couldn't help but let out a squeak that unfortunately for her, caught the attention of the four.

"Can we help you?" The (sexy) masked man said as Stocking's pale cheeks flushed fuschia as small hearts appeared in her eyes.

And so was the start of love between the Sinful Angels and the Horsemen seeking Redemption.

I'd like to dedicate this fic to the author who first made a Crossover Fic about these two while also shouting out to DJ Returns for his awesome Panty and Stocking/Sonic the Hedgehog crossover. See you all next time!