Bracer and Clip with Ring
Chapter 4: Unkillable Pests of Doom
Daten City Streets/Night
"Okay, remind me, what kind of ghost are we even looking for?" Clip muttered, leaning out the passenger window of Tank Top, punching Zappy back to the rear seats, the bird thing flitting a bit.
"Bird, I swear, if you shit in this car I will kill you so many times you will stop regenerating." Bracer grumbled.
"OI! Answer my question!" Clip snapped, slamming the side.
"Some kind of dead exterminator guy. Ring said something about cockroaches… and, well, Zappy did drop one of the pests when he was zapped today instead of a roll of paper." Bracer stated, braking and tearing through a corner.
"God has a weird sense of humor with his messages." Clip sighed, looking out the window and grumbling in anger when the screens dotting the towers were still showing clips from "Sex and the Daten City", which featured Panty and Stocking of all people as it's main characters… well, mostly it was Panty. "I swear we can't drive anywhere now without seeing their mugs plastered all over the place. IT SUCKS! They make it big in the TV biz and we're stuck hunting ghosts still! Well, I wouldn't be… heck, I could be back in Heaven with Cammie right now."
"Aw zip it dillweed. It just means more kills for us while those two are busy with… well, being them… Panty enjoying her stardom and Stocking running that blog of hers." Bracer murmured.
"Peh… still bothers me they're gonna be in a goddamn movie. Isn't there some big premiere for it tonight or something?" Clip growled.
"Like I said, more kills for us, which means we get more heavens sooner. Besides, my arm is itching… we're on the right road." Bracer stated, and then he yelled when they ended up in a traffic jam with a massive crowd in front of them, each one wearing "Sex in the Daten City" merch of some kind, no doubt because of the movie premiere. "COME ON ASSHOLES!" he yelled, honking the horn.
"Great… y'know, I bet if you and Stocking fessed up it'd be some huge, hilarious scandal." Clip chuckled.
"Dude, why do you always say shit like that?" Bracer muttered, his right hands fingers tapping impatiently as the traffic inched along, "Can I please rush through this like we usually do?"
"No. We're not gonna plow through the pedestrians." Clip stated, "But I do have a way to clear a path."
Clip grabbed one of his clips and turned it into a gun, leaning out the window and firing into the air.
"MOVE IT SHIT HEADS! ANGELS COMING THROUGH! WE'RE ON OFFICAL BUSINESS!" Clip roared, the crowd parting and the boys tearing off.
"Well, that was actually a good idea." Bracer mused as Clip sat back down.
"Course it was. And to answer your first question: Stocking has had a crush on you since middle school, that's why I say stuff like that." Clip muttered.
"And I still believe you're full of shit on that." Bracer muttered, back to his typical driving position.
"WHY WOULD I LIE!? The girl wants to ride you like a stallion until you're both bleeding and passed out! Have you seen the way she looks at you!?" Clip snapped, his only reply being Bracer giving him the bird, "You are either unbelievably dense or in denial…"
"Zip it. You're the guy who's been dating a girl for damn near a decade and still haven't gotten in the sack with her." Bracer grumbled, rounding another turn hard enough to fling Zappy around the back so hard he was knocked out from hitting the back window.
"Will you stop bringing that up!?" Clip shouted, "Besides, you're not much better off. We're both virgins."
"Yeah but unlike you, I am single." Bracer stated, "Wait, isn't that Panty and Stocking now?"
"Huh?! What would they being doing here? I thought they were at the theatre." Clip muttered, leaning forward when he spotted the other two angels waving them down.
"And looks like they know it's us. Let's see what's going on." Bracer muttered, skidding to a stop near the other two angels, rolling down his window, "Yo! I thought you two had a premiere to be at!"
"Yeah we did, but then this bitch went and played her debut film. Which not surprisingly is a porno!" Stocking growled, jabbing a thumb at Panty.
"And now we're trying to find all the distributed copies to fix my career since it got leaked. You two wouldn't happen to have a copy would you?" Panty asked, leaning on the car door, "Not that I'd mind Bracer having it but I can't really have that be public y'know?"
"PAHAHAHA! Okay, first off, the fact you pulled of a career suicide move without realizing it is hilarious, and two: No, we don't have a copy, not that I'd want one. We've been busy on our way to find a Ghost." Bracer stated.
"Wait a minute are you saying you really don't care about seeing how good I am! It might have been what could finally convince you! GAGH! One advantage to this entire thing and it goes down the drain!" Panty yelled.
"Panty just give up. Bracer is never gonna bed you so just accept the loss." Stocking stated.
"Says the girl who has wet dreams about the guy! Yeah, I've heard you sometimes, and you go nuts!" Panty yelled, Stocking blushing furiously.
"What have I told you about saying stuff like that in front of him!?" Panty shouted, grabbing her sister by the front of her dress.
"Hey I'm only telling you the truth sister!" Panty snapped, and the two started tumbling around in a fight, and Bracer just raised an eyebrow.
"See what I mean?" Clip muttered.
"Let's go and kill ourselves a fucking ghost and let them solve their own issue." Bracer grumbled, rolling up his window and tearing off again, the sisters still fighting as they left.
"Alright… awkward situation aside, we're almost to the exterminator's office building. Think the Ghost is there?" Clip asked, typing away on his phone.
"Well, if this Ghost has something to do with cockroaches and exterminators then I'd put my best bet there." Bracer murmured, "Hey, you ever think anyone has used "cockroach" to make a dick joke?"
"No but I can see it happening… and I bet it'd come from Panty." Clip muttered, "Whop! I see the place!"
"Good! Let's give them a warm welcome and knock loudly!" Bracer chuckled, shifting gears, aiming for yet another conveniently placed truck to use as a ramp.
"Oh here we go again…" Clip muttered, rolling up his window and bracing himself as they jumped, this time crashing through the tenth floor.
"YEEHAW! Tenth floor! New record! FUCK YES!" Bracer cheered, throwing up an arm.
"Why do we do this every fucking time we have to enter a freaking high rise? Can't we just use the front door?" Clip muttered, shakily opening his door and tumbling out to the ground.
"Fuck no! It's way cooler to come crashing in like a badass! Now, let's get Ghost hunting!" Bracer chuckled.
"Alright… Zappy, watch the car. We'll be back." Clip stated as he and Bracer walked off through the cubicles, Zappy giving a salute with his wing and taking the drivers seat, turning on the radio and bobbing his head to the current song playing.
"So, we looking for another fucked up human Ghost or a giant ass cockroach with exterminator gear on?" Bracer muttered, peering over the array of cubicles. "Sheesh, wouldn't think an exterminator place would look like this."
"I think we crashed into the business section where all the suit and tie shit happens." Clip muttered, and he jumped back when a cockroach wander over his foot. "YUCK! Shouldn't an exterminators building be free of these pests?"
"Wait… there was something weird about that one… it was black and red… I though those little shits were brown?" Bracer muttered, stamping on the cockroach, though when he moved his foot it just hopped up and dashed odd, "Man how hard is it to kill those things?"
"Stamping on it doesn't work unless you grind your foot, like this!" Clip snapped, stamping on another one and grinding his foot on it with a wet squelch sounding… though when he moved his foot the thing pieced itself back together and scuttled off, the two brothers staring at it.
"The fuck…?" Bracer muttered, his eye twitching.
"That… shouldn't happen…" Clip grumbled.
"Who the hell is here now!? I just cleared this damn place out!" A gravelly voice yelled, and then a mass of the black cockroaches scurried in front of the boys, forming the shape of a humanoid figure that was just grotesque, looking like a zombie with his holes being patched up by the cockroaches.
"What the fuck happened to this guy to make him look like that?" Bracer muttered, rolling his right arm.
"So, you want to hear my sad story to huh?" The Ghost asked.
"No not really. We're just here to put you out of your damn misery." Clip muttered, cracking his knuckles.
"Yeah we really don't care about how or why you're a Ghost… but let me guess you're gonna tell us anyway since the meat head is at a meeting with Garterbelt and someone has to tell us about it." Bracer muttered.
"Yeah or else this just won't work." Clip added.
"Hmmm… I was just your average exterminator. But, many said I enjoyed my job too much… I took a liking to killing those damn cockroaches… but now look at me! One slip up where I fell into the sewers and two broken legs later, the damn bugs ate me from the inside out! Those assholes didn't even bother listening to me calling for help!" The Ghost yelled, then snickering darkly, "So what better way to take my revenge then make them all suffer the same fate!?"
"Having everyone you used to work with eaten alive by your sick little pets? Dude that is fucking gross." Clip muttered.
"Yeah, and going way too far. How many corpses are being eaten right now I wonder? Pah, whatever. Let's just bust this guy's ass and get home." Bracer muttered, placing a hand on his right arm.
"Yeup. And fuck the chant, because I want to get this done as fast as I can. That face is just gross." Clip scoffed.
"Repent motherfucker!" The boys yelled as they drew their weapons, and Ghost scoffed.
"Angels eh? Well then, try this on for size!" The Ghost yelled, whipping his arms out and released a wave of cockroaches, Bracer igniting Excalibur and plunging the blade into the ground, the flames shooting up and sweeping away the waves of bugs, Clip shooting the clumps right out of the air.
"Sorry buster, but something wimpy like that isn't going to be able to do much against us." Bracer scoffed, spinning his blade.
"You think that's all? Please! I CAN DO MUCH MORE!" The Ghost yelled, his body exploding before shifting into a massive roach that downright filled the room.
"Okay that is ugly as fuck!" Clip snapped, shooting at the Ghost, and his eyes widened when his shots did hit, but the holes they made were instantly patched up, "WHAT THE FUCK!?"
"Sorry angel boy, but cockroaches can survive just about anything! No way your puny guns or that flaming sword can do jack shit to me now!" The Ghost cackled, swiping the two boys aside, and then Tanktop came roaring in, Zappy cackling as the car swiped the two boys up.
"Whoa! Nice save there!" Bracer chuckled.
"Yeah… but that guys on our tail! Bracer, hit the switch! I'm using that specialty weapon we installed." Clip growled, and Bracer chuckled.
"Way ahead of you bro! One heavenly minigun coming right up!" Bracer chuckled, opening the glove compartment and slamming a blue button on it as Clip hopped up to the roof of the car as they exited the building and started riding the wall up, the Ghost chasing after them after crashing through the wall, and Tanktop's trunk moved down, a light blue mingun rising out of it, Clip manning the turret and getting it spinning.
"Hey shit face, EAT LEAD!" Clip yelled, opening fire in full force, the Ghost charging through the hail of bullets as they kept climbing the building, eventually shooting up over the edge, Tanktop slamming on the top and skidding to a stop on the end opposite the Ghost as it crashed to the ground in a smoking heap, Clip panting as the turrest slowed down and then retracted.
"Is he dead!?" Bracer snapped as he jumped out.
"Better be… though he hasn't blown up yet… damn… and I fed the entire belt at him too." Clip muttered.
"If worse comes to worse then I'll let Devil Buster loose on him." Bracer muttered, and both of them took ready stances as the Ghost rose back up.
"HAHAHA! You two are actually fun! Why don't I show you something cool? I want to see you squirm a bit longer before my pets come eat you out!" The Ghost laughed.
"DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU JUST SAID!?" The two angels shouted, and then they were interrupted when the ground broke, and rising up were bloated, torn up corpses with the small ghost roaches crawling around them.
"Say hello to my victims! I can make my pets control them. Now, attack my troops!" The Ghost roared, the zombies charging the two.
"Clip, I need more than a moment to use Devil Buster." Bracer muttered, his eyes turning red.
"HUH!? How long are we talking about here? I thought using it for too long affected you!" Clip snapped.
"Yeah that was bullshit Azrael said so that everyone would make sure I never used I for too long. All that'll happen is my power getting stronger." Bracer muttered, undoing the clasps, his wrappings falling loose.
"Alright then… you do what you need and I'll wipe these guys up. Zappy! Take the turret and help us out against all these guys!" Clip shouted. Spinning his guns. "ZAPPY!" Zappy snapped, the bird flitting to the turret as it opened again, the barrel spinning, and bullets started flying into the swarm of zombies, and Bracers arm was starting to glow more and more.
"Huh? What's up with that one?" The Ghost muttered.
"In the name of the Angel of Death who sealed this power… rise until I deem it long enough! DEVIL'S BUSTER!" Bracer roared, raising his arm up, that same glow from before flashing out and exterminating the zombies, and when it died down, instead of the wrappings sealing the arm again, Bracer's demon arm was in full view: Where the elbow was, it led to a spiked point, the fingers on his arm outright clawed. The flesh was thought and leathery in appearance, mainly colored red and blue in a pattern, some of the skin such as the palm of his hands and fingers a lighter, slightly glowing blue and the same along the middle of his arm.
"And that, is Bracer." Clip muttered.
"Alright insect. I'm getting sick of the little game we're playing here. Let's say I make this one quick huh?" Bracer mused, walking forward and flexing his right arm, rolling his fingers.
"Huh? What in the… you're not normal!" The Ghost growled.
"No. I'm not. In fact, I'm not even an angel. More like… I'm a Nephilim. Now, wanna see what this arm of mine can really do?" Bracer chuckled, a smirk coming to his face.
"Zappy, let's watch the show. This is gonna be good." Clip chuckled, leaning back on Tanktop.
The Ghoat roared and lashed out with his legs, Bracer vanishing when the limbs crashed down, reappearing above the ghost, rearing his right arm back, and right around it, a larger, phantasmal version of it appeared, which he then used to deliver a solid right cross to the beasts head, vanishing when he was lashed at again, appearing behind again and slamming the Ghost one more time but when an even heavier strike, dashing to the ground and ripping up a piece of a torn up metal beam with the phantasmal arm.
When the Ghost lashed again, Bracer spun around and dodged the limb, thrusting the beam forward and right through the Ghosts chest, then grabbing the Ghost's limb and throwing the beast onto his back, then leaping back to Clip.
"Clip, wanna end this Dante and Vergil style?" Bracer mused.
"You're already pulling off showing off how much like Nero you are. So why the hell not?" Clip mused, tossing Bracer one of his guns, the two crossing the weapons, Bracer holding his sideways and just on top of Clip's.
"You fools… LIKE THAT WOULD END ME!" The Ghost roared.
"No, but this will." Bracer murmured.
"Repent motherfucker." Clip growled.
"Jackpot." The two boys muttered, pulling the triggers, the bullets flying into a swirl of red and blue, drilling right through the Ghost, who let out a shriek.
"C-CURSE YOU ALLL! MY STINT WAS SHORT BUT LASTING!" The Ghost roared before blowing into pieces, the telltale gong sounding, and at least twenty Heavens clattered to the ground, Bracer tossing Clip his gun, his eyes turning blue again as his wrappings reformed over his arm, returning it to it's previous state.
"Huh, twenty huh? Well, I'd say that guy should have been worth more but I'll take it this time. Been a while since we got to use that." Clip chuckled, walking back to Bracer and tapping him on the back, "You good?"
"Yeah. I'm good. Just wondering who else is gonna make me have to do that again… or if I'll have to undo the seal for good at some point." Bracer murmured, picking up Excalibur and changing the sword back into the arm bracer, slipping it on.
"Ah come on, you'll be fine. I doubt that'll have to be undone for good. I mean, really, who could we possibly run into that would make you have to do that?" Clip asked, getting into the passenger seat of Tanktop.
"Yeah good point there. I doubt we're gonna run into someone like that for a while. I do wonder if I'll run into those two demons who were responsible for this thing in the first place." Bracer stated as he took the drivers seat.
"Maybe, maybe not. Daten City is a crazy place. I'm gonna nap. Feel free to rock out. I'm bushed." Clip muttered, being out like a light in seconds, and Bracer chuckled.
"Same old Clip. Alright then Zappy, how about some metalstep?" Bracer chuckled, the bird thing rapidly nodding. "This is gonna be fun ride."
Bracer tore off the roof and back into the night of Daten City, back into the torrent that his life had become… a torrent he enjoyed.
A/N
As if Bracer being a Nero expy wasn't obvious enough, boom there you go, same powers to an extent.