Author's Note: Because the ending of PSG was a little too much of a "WTF Ending", this story is following the idea that the credits rolling meant "The End". And it starts off a year or so after that whole fiasco (no reason in particular). And because I'm pretty sure I couldn't do pairing justice, I'm just gonna leave things as they already are (unless you guys give me ideas on how to go about doing it.)

Unnecessary Disclaimer: PSG is not mine. Only Pierce is. I don't think I'm awesome enough to make a show that freaking amazing.

Now that all that shiz is covered, lets get on with this!


Chapter 1: Those Eyes

Daten City: a place where the only thing you can really expect is the worst. Oh sure, our resident "Angelic" ghost hunters will save the day by annihilating the trouble making specter, but along with it a good portion of the town gets wrecked to shit.

But as unbelievable as it may be, things are better with them here...


Panty stomped on the gas pedal and she and her sister were off. "Another bullshit mandate to kill another goddamn ghost to get another cheap-ass amount of Heavens."

"Hangover not wear off quick enough? Stocking asked between licks of a lollipop.

"They never wear off quick enough. But this was way too early. Remind me again, what was the clue?"

"Rush. Maybe something about cars?"

Panty rolled her eyes "Ugh... It better not be like that speed demon freak that snatched Backlace."

"He didn't snatch it, you practically gave it to him," Stocking snickered.

Panty glared "Shut u-"

Before she could finish, an ice cream factory exploded into a mushroom cloud of assorted flavors. Stocking looked over at the explosion and her pupils contracted. "The- the- the-"

"Oh~ Sugar rush. Seeing that look on your face, I'll bet this won't take long at all." Panty jerked the steering wheel to the right and closed in on what was left of the factory.

Before she brought the car to a stop, Stocking jumped out of the vehicle with Stripes 1 and 2 out and ready to kick some ass. She ran towards the ghost, who looked like an enormous toddler with cavities, and dodged all the globs of ice cream that fell from its hands. She was about to strike when something ran passed her, knocking her to the ground. "What the crap was that for, Pant-" She noticed that the figure approaching the ghost was not Panty. Though she couldn't make out too much because she saw him from behind. This guy had a trench coat with buckles and straps like it was straight out of a sci-fi movie, and a big ass scythe.

He lept into the air and swung his scythe downward, slicing the ghoul in two. After descending a little, he proceeded to front flip multiple times and land with his arm extended and the scythe resting on his back, trying to imitate a ninja. And after striking the pose the specter blew to bits.

For the moment, Stocking was stupefied. But then she was pissed. "What the hell was that for?! That ghost was mine!"

He stood up and turned to face her with a mischievous grin. "'Cause I felt like it. Stealing kills is fun."

She glared at him, but her anger soon subsided and the blood drained from her face. He had multiple piercings and the right side of his hair was stark white, while the opposite was pitch black. But those were just to get more of his character description out of the way. What frightened her was his eyes. Those eyes are by no means normal. For any species. Angels have a black, a white, and a colored iris, humans have one colored iris, and demons have two identically colored irises with slit pupils. This guy had a red and a purple iris and almost oval-like pupils. Not quite round but not thin enough to be slitted. And from the look he gave, it looked like those eyes could give the Devil a run for his money. And for whatever reason, she couldn't look away.

Panty finally caught up with her sister. "Go figure. You already killed him. How many Heavens did... Hey! What's your..." She was about to look over at the cause of the trouble, but the Heaven Phone rang. "Jeez. What up, afro?"

"Panty, get Stocking and get your asses back to the church, pronto!" Garderbelt shouted urgently.

"The hell is your problem, Garder?" Panty looked to where Stocking was staring. "And who the fuck are you, Trench Coat?"

Garder sounded concerned "Oh Shit! He's already found you!"

"Wait, what?!"

"GET THE FUCK OUTATHERE!"

The aforementioned assailant bolted forward with his scythe ready to cleave the Angels in half. Panty plowed into Stocking to snap her out of her gaze and get her out of the blade's range. She grabbed her arm and they ran towards See Through. "Hurry up!" Stocking shouted. Panty smashed the gas pedal and they made their escape to the church.